After losing his memory, he was forced to marry his old enemy.

Xu Shi was already thoughtful during pregnancy, and his reaction was especially severe when the child's other father was away. Ning Jiyu had never been so greedy for Lu Qi's rare tenderness for a moment as he is now.

Ning Jiyu's hand covered under the quilt unconsciously touched her belly, which was not yet visible, and a very faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.He didn't know how much he had to pay for this indulgence, even if his body was broken, he would be happy with it.

"If your Majesty is tired, go to sleep." Lu Qi reached out and gently wiped a little medicine juice overflowing from the corners of his lips, then rubbed the black eyes under his eyes, and said softly, "Your Majesty can't sleep well on weekdays? "

How can the child sleep peacefully if he makes trouble with him every night.

Ning Jiyu shook her head with a smile, and simply lay down again, her gaze still falling on Lu Qi intentionally or unintentionally.

"Your Majesty, let's rest. The humble minister will perform the duty of commanding the imperial guards and guard His Majesty here."

Lu Qi raised his hand to close his eyelids, Ning Jiyu's long and soft eyelashes brushed against his palm, causing a tingling itch.

The lights in the room went out immediately, and the heavy curtains almost completely blocked the light outside the room. Perhaps Ning Jiyu was really tired. Under such an environment, her breathing quickly became even and gentle.

As for Lu Qi who was sitting by the couch, his eyes were dark, even darker than the thick ink in the room.

The "A Qi" whom Ning Jiyu called out in Ning Jiyu's dream last time agreed to go to the peak of the northern border to watch the sunrise with him is still a nightmare that Lu Qi doesn't want to recall, and even Lu Qi almost believes that no one Can defeat a dead person.

"I'll give you one last chance..." Lu Qi murmured.

In recent days, whether it is the temporary mark on the nape of the neck or the breath of the shackles that Ning Jiyu put on her ankles with her own flesh and blood, they have become increasingly faint and even difficult to discern. After passing him, it is still because of his serious injuries that it is really difficult to continue or put a new brand on him.

In short, this is a great benefit for escaping here.

"Jiyu, why don't you treat me with sincerity and true face?"

Lu Qi's fingertips touched Ning Jiyu's icy forehead unconsciously, where there was a slight and imperceptible curvature, as if the master was still unstable even in a dream.

"If you can treat me with sincerity, why do you need any shackles?"

Lu Qi sighed softly, closed his eyes and put his troubled thoughts behind him for the time being.

He is not such a stingy person, but if Ning Jiyu is not honest with him, the former General Lu will be an insurmountable gap between the two of them.

The relationship between him and Ning Jiyu has always been either at the point of daggers or swords, or in harmony with each other or with unsatisfactory desires. There are seldom such peaceful moments.

Lu Qi didn't know how long he had been sitting there, it was so long that he almost fell asleep in such a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, but Ning Jiyu who was on the couch dreamed something, and softly called "A Qi".

Lu Qi suddenly woke up, and approached calmly, trying to hear Mingzhu's low-pitched dream clearly.

He said, "Ah Qi, wait for me for 1000 years, okay?"

wait for him? 1000 years?

Lu Qi's heart skipped a beat.

The Lord of the Underworld is only more than 2000 years old. Ning Jiyu was just grown up 1000 years ago, and he will only meet General Lu who has always lived only in Ning Jiyu's memories!

There was a moment of resentment on Lu Qi's face, but it soon returned to calm.

He had just made up his mind to show his heart to Ning Jiyu, but he was completely trampled under by Ning Jiyu's continuous "dream talks".

Lu Qi once knew from the classics of the underworld that the current Lord of the Underworld was born without a heartbeat, but with a body of yin, and was born suitable to be the supreme ghost——

Ning Jiyu has no heart.

How can a person who has no heart keep warm?

The General Lu from thousands of years ago might be able to do it, but his counterfeit is not going to work.

There was a mocking smile on Lu Qi's face, but there seemed to be something inappropriately shouting in the back of his mind, as if he wanted to break free from the shackles and see the light of day.

In a daze, Lu Qi felt as if he suddenly remembered something. Countless blurry silhouettes flashed in his mind quickly, but then disappeared, as if he hadn't recalled anything.

The stinging pain in the sea of ​​consciousness was still there, Lu Qi gritted his teeth and endured it without changing his expression, then wiped off the cold sweat on his head, and after making sure it was correct, he walked out of the room and said lightly to A Yuan who was guarding outside: "Your Majesty is sleeping. It's ready, go in and watch carefully, don't disturb His Majesty."

Lu Qi kept walking, and there was only one place to answer his doubts at this moment.

He was going to Dongnuange, if he couldn't see with his own eyes the relics left by General Lu, and who he lost to, he would not be convinced after all.

Not to mention, exact revenge back.

Although the Dongnuange area is only separated by a wall and a few feet away from Ning Jiyu's study room where he manages daily affairs, it is uninhabited because of its status as a forbidden place.

This is still the case today.

The seal on the door was filled with faint aura, blocking the prying eyes of the outside world. As soon as Lu Qi's eyes fell on it, he felt a dull pain in his mind.

But strangely, he didn't find it unbearable.

The feeling of the foreign body breaking free from the shackles that had been born before was intensely entangled with this dull pain, which actually made him clear the memory that seemed to be covered by a layer of tulle.

First, there is the sky-high pool of blood and the shadows of swords and swords, then the white snow and endless mountains in the northern border, and finally, the place closest to the sky, where a very hazy ray of sunlight rises.

It was a completely different feeling from the illusory sun hanging over their heads in the palace of Hades, it was the real rising sun with heat.

After coming to Hades for so long, Lu Qi also vaguely guessed that there is no sun in Hades.

Heaven and Hades have had a long-standing grievance, and sunlight is not allowed to appear in Hades, so only Hades Palace can see a ray of luxurious sunlight.

This ray of sunlight is not a gift from heaven, but is transformed by the profound spiritual power of the Lord of the Underworld. Even the Lord of the Underworld has no temperature, so how can this ray of sunlight have any temperature?

But the top of the mountain in the north is the place closest to the heaven above and below the underworld, and it is the only place where you can see a little bit of the newborn sun from a distance.

The storm in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually subsided, and Lu Qi clearly realized that the image played back in his mind just now was exactly what Ning Jiyu said in his dream, "Go to the northern border to watch the sunrise".

...But, but how could he have such a memory?

The spiritual power and blood in Lu Qi's whole body seemed to surge wildly, ready to boil and burst at any moment——

With a bang, the last layer of mist that separated him from this inexplicable memory was suddenly dispersed.

Lu Qi subconsciously tapped his fingertips, and a burst of extremely pure hot spiritual power shot out, turning into a bright red arc, and rushed straight to the seal in front of him that was frantically pumping out spiritual power and wanted to forcibly strengthen it.

A raging fire blazed up, quickly devouring Zhang's precarious seal.

The door of Dongnuange opened.

And the next moment, the sleeping Lord Ming suddenly woke up, sat up suddenly from the bed, but spit out a big mouthful of black blood, his face turned pale due to the backlash of the seal.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty!" A Yuan, who was a little confused, woke up in an instant, and rushed to help him anxiously, "Hold on, Your Majesty, A Yuan will call the medical officer to see it!"

His hand was pulled away by Ning Jiyu.

Rao was a sudden colic in his stomach, but Ning Jiyu didn't show it at all, and even gradually revealed a kind of desperate cruelty——

"A Yuan, accompany me, accompany me to Dongnuan Pavilion!"

The Underworld Lord had almost no image at all, and shouted hoarsely.

The door of Dongnuan Pavilion is wide open, and the questions I have had since the day I first arrived in Hades are about to be answered at this moment, but Lu Qi's footsteps are stopped at the door, and he feels strangely close to home, and it is almost difficult to step out. last step.

The hazy answer that came with that memory has already come out in his heart, and it is clear that as long as he steps into this room, everything can be verified.

But as long as Lu Qi gets a little closer, he will be surrounded by a very strong feeling of palpitation.

Lu Qi could only feel that the blood and mana in his body were continuously rising, and the bottlenecks that had fettered him before were constantly being broken, even breaking one after another.

The aura around him is still rising, and even his five senses and spiritual knowledge have become sharp.

Just like now, Lu Qi has already noticed Ning Jiyu's approach.

Can't hesitate any longer.

Thinking of this, Lu Qi finally took the last step.

Contrary to what Lu Qi thought, he thought that he would see the room where the "General Lu" lived every day, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the door, what he could see was the wall full of paintings.

...and everyone in the painting is too familiar with facial features, eyebrows and eyes.

Lu Qi slowly turned to the bronze mirror in front of the closet, on which his vague figure was reflected.

Exactly the same as in the painting.

The paintings on the wall have different movements and expressions, some are standing with a sword, some are taking a nap with their eyes closed, and some are reading at night under the lamp. The only thing in common is that the people on the paintings are all him.

The only one in the middle is different, the painting is not of figures, but of landscapes, the endless snow-capped mountains and the orange-red sun shining on the white land.

Lu Qi's heart skipped a beat.

He soon realized that it was the sunrise in the North from his memory.

Those fragmented and complicated memories are finally connected like a chain at this moment.

He remembered it all.

From the entanglement thousands of years ago to Ning Jiyu's deliberate efforts to change his fate of going down to earth and "coaxing" himself to this point, to Ning Jiyu's concealment several times now, countless memories rewind in Lu Qi's mind, and finally stay On the eve of leaving Hades after he and Ning Jiyu signed the covenant of the Second Realm thousands of years ago.

On that day, it was I who described with him the scene of the early sun that I had seen on the top of the mountain in the north, and agreed with him to watch the sunrise together in the future after the peace of the Three Realms.

It turns out that thousands of years ago, he also...

Loved it.

Lu Qi's gaze wandered slowly around the room, as if there was a sour or sweet memory in every position here.

He once played chess with Ning Jiyu on the black jade chessboard, and the game was played for three days and three nights, and the outcome was hard to tell; There were endless debates about interests, and finally a unified division of forces was reached; he once drew swords and danced with Ning Jiyu in the open space behind the house, alternating moves, breaking moves, and dismantling moves back and forth.

It's just that these memories could be called sweet at first, but when Lu Qi raised his head and saw the "beautiful collection" of paintings, he felt unreasonable fear.

Although Ning Jiyu spoke out for the interests of the underworld thousands of years ago, she was always pure and pure, and she lived up to her name.

But he never showed his sincerity to himself, let alone his true appearance to himself.

From the madness in the paintings that are almost peeping, to the "imprisonment", shackles and branding that can be called exclusive today——

It turns out that the Underworld Lord has always been a crazy person.

In the past, Lu Qi thought that although he could not fall in love with him, the two of them had at least known each other for a long time. Although they had different positions, they were in fact Bo Ya Ziqi's bosom friend.

It turned out that he would be wrong.

Lu Qi knew that it was not because she didn't love her, but because she loved her too much, so her distrust and blind deception towards Ning Jiyu felt absurd.

Lu Qi closed his eyes, the residual heat from his fingertips made him clearly understand that his godhead had returned to its place, and he could leave at any time.

Taking a last look at everything in the room without nostalgia, a white light gradually glowed all over Lu Qi's body.

In the distance, Ning Jiyu's voice sounded: "Don't! Don't go!"

Crazy yet weak.