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Before Xuan Yuan Yi and Pei Che Lang were just curious but now they feel clearly puzzled. Although Xuan Yuan Yi didn’t like Murong Shu Qing, the two had always been childhood friends. He can say that he watch her grow up. She never liked reading, how could she say those words just because of the so-called amnesia? Too suspicious.

Pei Che Lang tentatively asked, “Miss Murong must have some extraordinary experience. I have to ask, the rumours that, in fact, the master of Murong House is Murong Shu Qing…is it true?”

“Of course. Now Murong House’s businesses are all under sister’s management. She takes over dad for quite a time now.” Without her instructions, sooner or later, Murong House’s business will come to end. “Time is late, Xuan Yuan brother, Pei brother, I will come again tomorrow to tour you around.” Then, Murong Xing Han strode out of Feng Xuan Hall.

“We knew this lady seems to be from Murong House but cannot be the Murong Shu Qing that you used to know.” The thought of accompanying Xuan Yuan Yi to Murong House was a very silly idea but it turns out that he did the right thing. It was worth coming.

Pei Che Long laugh, followed by Xuan Yuan Yi’s footsteps striding out of Feng Xuan Hall. He didn’t follow Murong Xing Han, he’s just walking aimlessly. Murong House was large, there were lanterns from a distance; though not very bright, enough to lighten the path. Unconsciously, he came in front of a lake with lotus flowers on the surface. Its aroma gives a refres.h.i.+ng feeling that calm Xuan Yuan Yi’s chaotic thoughts.

Tonight was a new moon, the clouds were barely present and the light from the moon and stars allowed him to notice a white figure on the other side of the lake. Is it her? His mind was still thinking but his feet involuntarily goes towards the white figure.

Three years, she almost forgot that she was Bai Yifan. Her previous life seems farther away. Stroking the bracelet on her wrist, she thought of the hot summer afternoon during her childhood. She was young and her father’s business just started, her brother was in an elementary school and needed to be taken care of, her mother was simply too busy. She had followed her grandfather to make a living. Her Mom and Dad doted on her brother; she prefers to be together with her grandfather who was a professor in archaeology. She liked to watch him doing research through old books and various antiquities. The old edges, intrinsic natural radiance that modern beautiful objects can ever compare; Grandpa likes to evaluate those things and that day he seemed so excited over a bracelet.

“Girl, look at this.” Grandpa came over carrying a black velvet tray handing it over to her. The bracelet’s covered in white with a sparkling warm light. If you look closer, you’ll notice a faint purple glow and a small yet detail patterns.

“Can I touch it?” Her heart was moved with a single glance. She wanted to touch and examine it.

“Certainly, Professor Feng brought it back here so I can help him identify what year it was made but I’m still unsure.” This granddaughter of his stayed on his side for long. She learned many things and very talented in this subject. Other kids likes to play outside but she’s always quiet at home. She will stay to practice calligraphy. She can stare at his antiques for few hours and never get tired of them. He feels strange that her quiet atmosphere seem to bring calm and peacefulness.

Picking up the bracelet, she can feel a surge of coldness around her finger tips. In front on the sun rays, the purple glow becomes more and more obvious.

“It’s difficult to define this just by seeing the degree of gloss from the bracelet. It doesn’t seem to be newly polished yet it also doesn’t seem to have any erosion over time. Also, there are little scratches in it and the jade’s texture seems a little weird.” What could this be? She’s puzzled.

“It doesn’t seem to be jade thought. We still have to identify the components; the result from the preliminary report determines it to be some kind of ore that harmless to our body.” He’s very frustrated that this bracelet is full of mysteries but it also arouses his interest.

She walked out of the balcony, the sun rays are more adequate outdoor. The bracelet’s glow exude a bit of warmth, it felt comfortable. While she’s examining it, she remains completely unaware that she’s now being surrounded by a purple haze. The originally firm balcony suddenly collapsed. She fell down and loss consciousness.

After waking up, she became Murong Shu Qing. Even more surprising was this lady was also wearing the same bracelet on her wrist. She inquire about it, it seems to be from her mother who already pa.s.sed away.

Her grandfather’s bracelet was magical? Why does it bring her here? Why her of all people? What should she do? Can it bring her back? She taught about these questions for three years and she still had no clue.

A pair of black boots silently appeared behind her. She taught n.o.body would come to observe her but she seemed to have underestimated human curiosity. She can’t do martial arts; moreover the other party was an expert of this field. She has a keen sense of smell so she knows his whereabouts but also helpless. She didn’t know that the one standing behind her was Xuan Yuan Yi.

He didn’t speak, she wasn’t sure of the purpose of the other party.

She’s currently casually sitting on the side of the lake. Her foot is swaying within the waters. The atmosphere was silent. Xuan Yuan Yi felt calm, he unconsciously murmured, “You…who are you?”

“Tonight’s moonlight is beautiful.” Answered a gentle female voice with a chuckle. Unfortunately, it was a totally irrelevant topic.

“Who are you?”

Oppressive! This man can’t tolerate being ignored or neglected, huh. How could I answer his question? Go and tell that she’s a person from a different world? When she found out that the person behind her was Xuan Yuan Yi, she showed a deeply frustrated expression.

Murong Shu Qing didn’t look back, her foot still swings in the cool water but now she felt uncomfortable. She brushed aside the lotus leaf; she put a smile again and lazily answered: “I don’t really know who I am. Maybe I’m just a soul attached in this body, nothing more.” Thus, she didn’t lie to him! She knew he won’t be convinced though.

“So mysterious?” Hearing her answer, Xuan Yuan Yi actually felt better. She didn’t convince him, he didn’t questioned any further. Looking at her casually stance, he lifted his robe and sat beside her. His mouth unconsciously evoked an arc.

With the other party seating beside her, Murong Shu Qing silently lamented. His casual look didn’t make him seemed ordinary. Under the moonlight, his resolute face attracts the audience’s soul.

“Small things. Why do you have to ask?” Murong Shu Qing slowly got up. She wasn’t worried of her skirt slightly getting wet. Standing bar-footed on the soft gra.s.s, she fixed her skirt and pick up her fan. She turned and strode away.

Small things? Until the white figure disappeared in his sight, he remained looking at her direction. His curved lips remained unmoved. He silently close his eyes and feel the light cold breeze.

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