CHAPTER 715: CHAPTER 582: HE AWOKE, BUT FORGOT EVERYTHING

Ye Lingyue was anxious at heart and dared not to act rashly, so she simply hid in the Dark Pavilion to look for a suitable opportunity to escape.

But who could have known that the Empress, bolstered by the influence of alcohol, would do such a thing, utter such words? Ye Lingyue was nearly beside herself with rage.

It was clear that the Empress wanted to take advantage of Feng Xun.

Feng Xun was frail and had no martial skills.

Ye Lingyue hid below, her mind filled with wild and disordered thoughts.

Listening to the Empress’s charming rebukes, laced with coquettish tones, Ye Lingyue was so frustrated she wanted to burst out and slap that old woman to death.

Fortunately, Feng Xun’s reaction wasn’t slow.

It didn’t take long for Ye Lingyue to hear the voice of a third person.

The voice seemed to be that of King Kaijiang, Chen Tuo.

Ye Lingyue had thought that with Chen Tuo’s arrival, Feng Xun would be safe, yet who could expect the Empress to be so lust-driven, to actually order Chen Tuo to seize Feng Xun.

Right when Ye Lingyue was in a dire state of urgency, ready to risk everything to rush out in a heroic rescue,

Little Zhiyo suddenly became restless.

In the silent Underground Li Palace, the sound of footsteps suddenly echoed.

In the entire Underground Li Palace, aside from Ye Lingyue and Little Zhiyo, there was only...

In the flash of a thought, Ye Lingyue had already grasped an Invisibility Elixir and swallowed it, then kicked open the planks of the bed.

At the moment the bed planks were kicked open, Feng Lan, who had been unconscious for over ten years, also burst out following the kick.

With a "bang,"

The bedroom lit up.

It turned out that the scuffle had alarmed the guards outside.

When the guards poured in like water, torches in hand, and rushed into the bedroom,

The guards were stunned.

The bedroom in Beiqing was in complete disarray.

King Kaijiang, Chen Tuo, stood next to a twisted iron cage.

The Empress and Prince Feng were standing stiffly, both looking ahead.

A tall, handsome man was there; his face bore such a resemblance to Prince Feng, but unlike Prince Feng, a torrent of terrifying Primordial Power was surging around the man.

"Assassin, there is an assassin!"

The guards swiftly drew their Weapons.

"Get out! Leave the torches, and all of you get out!"

The Empress suddenly trembled, like fallen leaves scattered in the wind. In her voice was astonishment, fear, and unprecedented excitement.

The guards looked at each other, but they didn’t dare to disobey the Empress’s orders, so they could only grit their teeth and withdraw.

The bedroom once again fell into dead silence.

Only when Little Zhiyo in Feng Xun’s arms made some noises did everyone come back to their senses.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Chen Tuo kicked the cage away and positioned himself in front of the Empress, shadowed with vigilance against Feng Lan.

Back then, Chen Tuo was involved in the Empress’s plot to kill Feng Lan and Qing Feng, and it was him who had slain Feng Lan’s old guards.

Even that severe injury on Feng Lan’s head was received under the combined attack of him and the Empress.

He had wanted to kill Feng Lan on the spot, but was stopped by the Empress.

Over the years, he had come to know that Feng Lan was not dead, yet throughout the entire mainland, no one could save her, and she remained in a coma.

As for where the Empress had hidden Feng Lan, Chen Tuo never found out.

Who could have imagined, the Empress was so infatuated, so daring as to hide Feng Lan right beneath her own sleeping quarters?

Thinking of the woman he longed for, tending to Feng Lan day and night, Chen Tuo seethed with jealousy.

Back then, he was inferior to Feng Lan, but while Feng Lan had been comatose for more than ten years, he had been earnestly cultivating. He believed that the current Feng Lan was no match for him.

Having just awakened, Feng Lan’s eyes still bore a hint of perplexity.

He swiftly glanced over the few people around him. When he saw Feng Xun, who resembled him greatly, Feng Lan showed a slight astonishment, but then he saw Qingshuang standing behind Chen Tuo.

He felt a blankness in his mind, vaguely remembering something.

"Qingshuang?"

This call of "Qingshuang," like a timely rain, instantly moistened the Empress’s heart, parched for many years.

Since the death of her father, the Emperor, and after Qing Feng also passed away, it had been many years since anyone called her by her name.

She suddenly widened her eyes in shock, pushing Chen Tuo away without restraint.

"Feng Lan, have you really awakened?" She hugged Feng Lan, fearing that if she let go, he would vanish once again.

"Are you really Feng... Father?"

Feng Xun, or rather, Wu Zhong, looked bewildered at that moment.

He gazed incredulously at the man who lived only in Feng Xun’s memory, the man who had supposedly died many years ago.

He looked so young, and his cultivation had reached the Reincarnation Fifth Level’s peak.

The man, sharing an almost identical profile with Feng Xun, was like a volcano that had slumbered for many years, his body harboring a terrifying power poised to erupt at any moment.

"Father? Who are you?" Feng Lan broke free from the Empress’s embrace, looking hesitantly at Feng Xun.

"He is Feng Xun, he is your..." The Empress abruptly stopped speaking, her chest tightened as she looked at Feng Lan furrowing his brow, "Feng Lan, if you don’t remember Feng Xun, then who do you remember?"

During the time Feng Lan was comatose, the Empress tried every possible method to awaken him.

But every Alchemist and doctor who came to see him said that Feng Lan had suffered a severe head injury and that even if he miraculously woke up, he would lose part of his memory.

However, which part of the memory would be missing, that was hard to say.

"I remember you, Qingshuang. I only remember that while I was in a coma, you kept calling by my ear, urging me to wake up quickly." During Feng Lan’s coma, he consistently heard a woman murmuring by his ear, a voice very familiar, incessantly saying, "Feng Lan, I am Qingshuang, you must wake up."

"What about Qing Feng, and what about Feng Xun?" The Empress urgently clutched Feng Lan’s arm.

She was holding so tightly that Feng Lan slightly furrowed his brow, and he slowly nodded.

He remembered Qing Feng but not Feng Xun; to him, Feng Xun was a stranger.

"How could this be?" Even though it was Wu Zhong who dominated the body at this moment, a part of him that belonged to Feng Xun felt a pang of sorrowful emotion.

Feng Lan, the man who lived in Feng Xun’s memory, who showed equal love and affection to him and his mother Qing Feng, now did not remember him at all.

Ye Lingyue was also shocked after ingesting the Invisibility Elixir.

How could it be like this? She had revived Feng Lan, but why had all of Feng Lan’s memories about Feng Xun vanished?

Could it be due to the Cauldron Breath consuming the dark spots in Feng Lan’s brain?

The Cauldron Breath had a strong devouring effect; did it, while consuming the blood clots, also erase Feng Lan’s memories?

Ye Lingyue suddenly felt that she had made a mistake.

Feng Xun... Ye Lingyue looked at Feng Xun to see his flickering eyes; Feng Xun, at this moment, must be in deep sorrow.

"Who is he? Why does he resemble me so much, and, Qingshuang, why are you here?" Feng Lan’s memory was still at the time when he had first entered the Imperial Palace, not long after he first met Qingshuang.