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After the assassination incident, the guards of Nine Nether Manor had clearly strengthened their presence. Li Ye Jin's attitude towards me also seemed to have changed slightly. He still summoned me for "training," but there was a more pronounced scrutiny during the process, and the power he infused was more cautious, as if he were exploring something.
This change did not bring me any relief; instead, it heightened my unease. Especially as the "training" continued, fragments of Broken Memories began to surge into my mind more frequently and clearly.
Sometimes, in the intervals of intense pain, I would see an ancient battlefield filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, where a woman clad in silver armor fought valiantly. Her appearance was strikingly similar to mine—it was Shangguan Ningxue! As she wielded her long sword, icy winds froze the heavens and earth, her power so overwhelming that it made my heart race.
Other times, in moments of blurred consciousness, I would witness a confrontation between Shangguan Ningxue and a younger Li Ye Jin. At that time, although Li Ye Jin's eyes already bore a coldness, there seemed to be a hint of struggle and… pain? They argued fiercely, the content unclear, but I could sense the immense conflict and tension within, as if it involved some ancient oath or taboo.
There were also more fragmented scenes: Shangguan Ningxue playing a guqin in a valley filled with blood-red lotus flowers, the music mournful and resolute; Li Ye Jin standing alone under the starry sky, his silhouette lonely and heavy…
These sudden memories crashed into my soul like a tsunami. Each time I "woke up," it was accompanied by intense headaches and mental exhaustion. I began to lose track of whether these were truly Shangguan Ningxue's memories or mere illusions conjured by my own mind.
"Who are you?" One time, while enduring inhuman pain, I couldn't help but scream at Li Ye Jin before me, "Who exactly are you?! What is your relationship with Shangguan Ningxue?!"
Li Ye Jin paused his actions and looked down at me from above, his gaze deep like an ancient cold pool. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, his voice devoid of emotion: "When you can bear the truth, this seat may tell you."
Bear the truth? What truth? What secrets lay hidden behind these fragments of memory?
I felt as if I had fallen into a vast whirlpool of fog. My understanding of myself began to waver. Am I truly Ye Xichen, the ordinary waste disciple from Lingxiao Pavilion? Or is there a deeper connection between me and that legendary woman Shangguan Ningxue? Is Li Ye Jin's special treatment towards me merely because of this face?
No, it must be more than that.
I began to observe Li Ye Jin secretly. He remained cold and aloof, but occasionally when my gaze overlapped with scenes from those memory fragments, I could catch a fleeting glimpse of complex emotions in his eyes—nostalgia, pain, determination, and even a hint of… tenderness? Though that tenderness vanished as quickly as it appeared, almost like an illusion.
This man harbored too many secrets. And these secrets seemed to be intricately linked to both me and Shangguan Ningxue.
A strong desire for knowledge combined with confusion about my own fate temporarily suppressed my urge to flee. I had a premonition that only from Li Ye Jin could I find answers about my origins and those shattered memories.
But this process was bound to be filled with pain and danger.
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