She said 'Murong Jiu', but Murong Jiu smiled.

The corners of his mouth were so seductively hooked, with a hint of evil meaning, his eyes were bewitching and deep, and his smile was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

"Sure enough, if you're angry, you won't call me 'Uncle Nine'." Murong Jiu stared at her lightly, unable to distinguish the complicated feelings in his heart, but felt faintly happy.

Ye Qinghuan didn't have time to get more angry, so he heard him say again: "At least, when you were angry, the man who shouted was me, not the ninth uncle I didn't remember in the past." Nice, nice......"

She froze.

Looking at the faint emotion contained in those phoenix eyes, she almost didn't dare to look at it directly.

Slightly embarrassed, she stood at a safe distance three steps away from him, her heart faintly resisting.

No, even if he likes her now, it is not her former ninth uncle.

What she was waiting for and looking forward to was the Ninth Uncle who had gone through countless winds and waves with her before and was still loyal, not this ...... Murong Jiu, who had a little affection for her.

Although, in the essence of body and soul, they are simply the same man.

But in her psyche, she still can't accept it.

"I won't kill my ninth uncle." After a long time, Ye Qinghuan raised his head, and he could finally look at Murong Jiu.

Her eyes were resolute: "And you, too, will recover your memory." ”

"What if you can't?" Murong Jiu admitted that such a confident Ye Qinghuan was really beautiful, she was originally a beauty embryo, but at this moment, she seemed to be beautiful into the depths of her soul, even if people felt suffocated and died, they still insisted on staring at it.

Ye Qinghuan smiled coldly, and his eyes were resolute: "If you can't recover your memory and the demon is born, then our mother and son will accompany Uncle Nine to Huangquan together!" ”

After saying this, regardless of the shock and horror in Murong Jiu's eyes, he turned his head and left.

Murong Jiu looked at the back of Ye Qinghuan leaving, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

She actually ...... Can she die with the love of her heart?

Envy - Murong Jiu has nothing else in his heart at the moment except this feeling.

Even he hoped that if he could really recover his memory, then this memory must not be less, otherwise...... Now he is equivalent to death.

The only one who came back to life was the 'Ninth Uncle' who went through those storms with her, and he didn't want to be like that.

He thought, having this woman in its entirety.

Ye Qinghuan didn't go back to his room, nor did he go to look for the dragon and phoenix baby, but flew out of the Nine Kings' Mansion, came to a quiet place, and sat down dejectedly.

At this moment, she is no longer as strong as before.

Tears flowed down her jade-like face, silently.

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, not wanting to cry so unproductively, but at the bottom of her heart it was so uncomfortable that she couldn't control her tears even if she wanted to.

Uncle Nine...... Her Ninth Uncle......

She didn't dare to imagine the worst outcome, because she couldn't accept that tragedy - husband and son separated!

She wants to live happily and happily as a family of four, instead of being ruined by a stupid demon.

But...... Now, what else can she do to redeem the demon who is about to be born?

Just when Ye Qinghuan bit her lip and wept silently, a figure floated in.

Looking at the beautiful woman who couldn't hold back her tears but didn't make the slightest sound, a complicated color flashed in Ye Lanling's eyes.