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Xiao Jinyan looked down at Xiao Jiu, who was helping him out of his clothes, and though they had only been apart for a few days, it felt like a very long time had passed.

He also felt the truth in the saying, "A single day apart feels like three autumns."

Shen Chuwei, while taking off his clothes, said, "I always feel that the relationship between the National Master and Feng Wuyou is not simple."

Xiao Jinyan asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Today, when we had dinner, the National Master told me to take him back. If he were not someone with a relationship to me, why would he say that?"

"Take him back where?"

"I don’t know, the National Master didn’t mention a place."

Xiao Jinyan frowned slightly, "What kind of person is the National Master?"

Shen Chuwei blurted out without hesitation, "The National Master is super young, has an incredibly high level of attractiveness, and carries an aura that is cool and detached from worldly concerns..."

When Xiao Jinyan heard Xiao Jiu describe the National Master with three ’supers’, his expression changed, and by the end, his face had turned completely dark.

Praising another man with such fervor in front of him?

After describing him, Shen Chuwei felt it was not enough, "In short, even the most extravagant words can’t describe a tenth of the National Master’s presence."

Xiao Jinyan couldn’t help but ask, "How young is the National Master?"

Shen Chuwei couldn’t say for sure because the National Master looked really young, but his way of speaking and his demeanor were like those of an elder.

"Probably around thirty or so."

A man in his thirties, Xiao Jinyan boldly speculated, "Does the National Master like Feng Wuyou?"

Shen Chuwei looked at him in surprise, "How did you know?"

Xiao Jinyan said, "Otherwise, why would he say he wanted to take you away?"

Shen Chuwei corrected him, "He wants to take Feng Wuyou away, not me."

"Aren’t you impersonating Feng Wuyou right now? In the eyes of the National Master, you are Feng Wuyou."

Shen Chuwei: "..." Uh! What Xiao Jinyan said was not wrong.

"But I feel that the National Master’s attitude towards Feng Wuyou doesn’t seem like the way one treats a loved one."

As a man, Xiao Jinyan believed he understood men better; a man would not treat a woman well without a reason, especially someone like the National Master.

"Then what do you think is the relationship between the National Master and Feng Wuyou?"

"Could they be friends? Or mentor and disciple?" Shen Chuwei stroked his chin, "But Ye Suhuan is the National Master’s disciple, and he calls himself a disciple. However, he has never referred to himself as such in front of me, which is very strange."

Xiao Jinyan took her into his arms and almost commanded, "You just stay away from him."

Shen Chuwei was about to nod, as it made sense to maintain a distance between men and women, but then she thought, staying away from the National Master would make it difficult to approach him for help, wouldn’t it?

"Once you recover your memory, we will leave, and I assure you we’ll stay thousands of miles away from him."

Xiao Jinyan felt helpless, holding her in his arms as they lay on the spacious bed, his mind suddenly filled with scenes from a dream. It might be because they looked alike, but he didn’t know if the person in the dream was Feng Wuyou or Xiao Jiu.

Shen Chuwei propped her chin with one hand and stared at Xiao Jinyan for a good while, causing him to burst out, "What’s wrong? Do you have something to say?"

Shen Chuwei nodded, "Jinyan, Feng Wuyou didn’t used to like you, did she?"

Xiao Jinyan countered, "Why do you ask that?"

Shen Chuwei replied, "Because you two were childhood sweethearts, but you don’t remember."

Xiao Jinyan: "...What kind of logic is that? Calculate the time. How old was I when I was held here as a hostage, and how old was Feng Wuyou? Fancying someone as a little brat?"

Shen Chuwei blinked her pretty eyes a couple of times, "Why are you getting so worked up?"

Xiao Jinyan said, "When did I get worked up?"

"Okay, it was me who got worked up. Anyway, it’s fine as long as you’re my husband," Shen Chuwei yawned, "Let’s sleep, I’m dead tired."

Xiao Jinyan had intended to talk about some scenes he saw in his dream, but now he couldn’t bring himself to say anything; if he did, it would probably lead to even more misunderstandings.

He hoped the person in his dreams was Xiao Jiu, but he felt that it was more likely Feng Wuyou, because the person in the dream was still a little girl.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, understanding that he would only know what truly happened in the past once his memory was restored.

Before falling asleep, Shen Chuwei reminded him, "Jinyan, remember to wake me up when you leave in the morning."

Xiao Jinyan opened his eyes and looked at her, "Have you decided to leave the palace with me?"

"Not at all, I’m worried that the National Master might discover you."

Xiao Jinyan laughed softly, "If the National Master finds us, we wouldn’t be able to beat him even together."

"We’re scholarly people, how could we resort to violence? I’ll chat with him, and you can make a quick escape."