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Feng Wuyou knew that her father was going to help her recover her memory, and she happily nodded her head, "Good."

She put down the teacup in her hand and obediently followed Jun Moqing to the Study Room.

Xiao Jinyan also stood up and followed.

When Feng Wuyou saw Xiao Jinyan’s figure, she slowed her pace to wait for him, and when he came closer, she said, "Jinyan, why have you come?"

Xiao Jinyan covertly took her hand and said in a low voice, "I want to wait for you outside."

Feng Wuyou had certainly waited before, and the time had truly been long.

"Restoring memory can take a long time, you could come back in an hour and it wouldn’t be too late."

Xiao Jinyan replied in a gentle voice, "It’s okay, I can wait."

"All right," Feng Wuyou said, seeing Xue Huai, and suggested, "Let Xue Huai bring you something to eat, just waiting like this is too hard."

We’ve just had breakfast, eat again?

Xiao Jinyan smiled and said, "You don’t need to worry about me, you just need to know that I am waiting for you outside."

"Mm." Feng Wuyou happily followed Jun Moqing into the Study Room.

Without Jun Moqing’s reminder, Xiao Jinyan stood at the door without taking a step forward until the Study Room door was closed.

Xue Huai asked, "Would you like some pastries and tea?"

Xiao Jinyan said, "Just tea would be fine."

Hearing this, Xue Huai turned and left, returning later with a cup of tea in hand, set it down, and then withdrew.

Xiao Jinyan looked at the tightly shut Study Room door, thinking of the last time he restored his memory, when Jinyan stood by the door waiting for him, until he came out after his memory was recovered.

This time it was his turn to wait.

While waiting, he was also very much anticipating meeting Jinyan after her memory was restored.

In the Study Room

Feng Wuyou curiously stared at Jun Moqing, actually curious about how memory would be restored.

Turning around, Jun Moqing saw his daughter’s eyes fixed on him, and he said, "What are you looking at? Go lie down on the couch."

"Oh." Feng Wuyou bent down neatly, took off her shoes, then climbed onto the couch and lay down, her gaze still fixed on Jun Moqing, "Dad, how do you restore memory?"

Jun Moqing walked over, sat down on the bed, and looked down at his daughter, "You just need to close your eyes."

Feng Wuyou still wanted to watch how her memory would be restored, but since she needed to close her eyes, she obediently did so, quietly waiting for her father’s actions.

But as she waited, she fell asleep.

Outside the Study Room

Xiao Jinyan stood tall and graceful at the door, his handsome face showing not a hint of impatience, filled instead with anticipation.

Just then, Ye Suhuan came by. Seeing Xiao Jinyan, but not Jinyan, he asked, "Where’s Jinyan?"

Xiao Jinyan turned his head and saw Ye Suhuan, wearing a silver mask, striding over.

"She’s in the Study Room. Do you need something?"

Ye Suhuan looked toward the tightly shut Study Room door, "My master has returned?"

Xiao Jinyan gave a faint "Mm" in reply.

Ye Suhuan curiously sized up Xiao Jinyan, "What are you doing standing here?"

"Waiting for Jinyan." Xiao Jinyan suddenly changed the subject, "Jinyan will soon recover her memory."

Ye Suhuan was briefly taken aback. Jinyan was about to recover her memory just now? "Doesn’t that mean she will remember me?"

"So what if she does?" Xiao Jinyan looked towards the closed Study Room door, "How sad will Jinyan be if she knows what her third brother did in the past?"

Ye Suhuan was startled once again.

Xiao Jinyan looked at Ye Suhuan, "Do you still want to keep wearing the mask?"

Ye Suhuan was very frank, "If Jinyan wants to see, I’ll let her see. What difference does it make knowing? If it hadn’t been for Jinyan wanting to see you off that year, secretly sneaking out of the Imperial Palace, how could she have been captured by the man in black waiting for revenge?"

When Xiao Jinyan returned to Daxia that year, he wanted to see Jinyan but had no chance. He was delivered outside the capital city by the Imperial Guard of Nanzhao Country and handed over to the envoy of Daxia.

Jinyan must not have found him, hence she stealthily snuck out of the Imperial Palace to see him off after learning he had left the capital city.

If he had known, he would rather not have had that meeting, so she wouldn’t have encountered this calamity.

But now it was too late to say anything. The events had happened, and fortunately, after so much, they had met again.

"It’s just that my martial skills were not fine enough to protect her well."

Ye Suhuan, too, was wracked with guilt and self-reproach for not being strong enough, which led to Jinyan being lost and missing for many years.

If he had been as powerful as his master, how could he have watched helplessly as Jinyan met with disaster?

For a moment, both men were mired in self-blame and guilt.

When Jun Wuxian walked over and saw Ye Suhuan wearing a mask, he didn’t recognize him at first.

He looked at the man before him with confusion, "Who might this be?"