Looking down from above, he saw many men in black in the secluded chambers of the Round Moon Nunnery, but Ji Meiyuan was nowhere to be seen, nor were there any worshippers inside! Ji Wushang then realized that someone was clearly impersonating a worshipper and a nun to lure him in so that he could be killed!
What about Abbess Jingni? Ji Wushang narrowed his eyes, watching as some of the people who had gone up the mountain started heading down. He decided to go ahead first, find a place to hide, and then look for others.
Ji Wushang went down the mountain and then carefully crept into the courtyard.
Several people were guarding the courtyard, whispering about something. Ji Wushang listened carefully but couldn't understand. After looking more closely, he realized that the people speaking were wearing clothes that were not typical of the people of the Great Xia Zhou Dynasty, even though they were dressed in black. They weren't from the Western Regions; he had already seen the servants in Yiyun Upper City and his underground palace, and their clothing was different. Therefore, they must be from the Bohai Dynasty or Fusang… This was someone from Fusang!
Ji Wushang steadied himself, watching the men storm off before continuing onward. This person wanted his life; he needed to be extremely careful. Ji Wushang looked down the mountain. Why? So much time had passed. The maids and servants, seeing he hadn't made it down, must have gone looking for him! He just didn't know what they would do. If they locked him up too, he was doomed!
Silently praying, Ji Wushang walked towards the side room. This most dangerous place was usually the safest place. He needed to find a place to hide and wait for him. He had said that no matter what happened, he must wait for him to come.
Upon recalling those words, Ji Wushang's heart calmed down.
Cong, if you can hear me speaking, please come, please come, I'm waiting for you, waiting for you!
Nan Xuzong's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to hear Ji Wushang saying something in his ear: "Wait for him!"
"Hurry up!" Nan Xuzong stared at the coachman in front of him. "Hurry up!"
"yes."
After some time, Ji Wushang finally entered the room. He was now entering a side room, which was elegant and rather ornately decorated. Upon entering, Ji Wushang immediately began to investigate, looking at the books on the desk, but found no unusual letters.
Not long after, they heard footsteps outside. Ji Wushang rushed into the inner room, but seeing nowhere to hide, he had no choice but to crawl under the bed.
The group of people pushed open the door and entered. One of the men said, "This is outrageous! You couldn't even catch a woman. What are you people good for?!"
"Master, that woman is truly cunning. Master, should we kill all the maids and servants she brought with her?"
"Lock her up together. If she doesn't come out after two hours, then make an example of her, tell her that if she doesn't come down the mountain, then kill one person every fifteen minutes!" The man's voice was heavy. He strode over to the table and sat down.
Ji Wushang sensed his immense aura; this so-called Grand Supervisor must be from the Great Xia Zhou Dynasty, otherwise, he wouldn't speak such fluent Great Xia Zhou language.
"Any movement from the Ji family?" the man asked again.
"Reporting to the Chief Supervisor, the Ji family is unaware of what happened at the nunnery. We still have time."
“Very good.” The man paused. “Put those old nuns from the nunnery in the repentance hall. Stop them from crying and crying, it’s so annoying! Let them repent!”
"yes."
Ji Wushang then heard the sounds gradually fade away; the footsteps disappeared, and other sounds were also very faint.
Just as Ji Wushang was about to move and crawl out from under the bed, he heard footsteps entering the inner room from outside! Instantly, Ji Wushang froze, barely daring to breathe. Those rusty black dragon boots were approaching, moving from one side to the other; Ji Wushang's heart was pounding in his chest!
Finally, the man went outside.
Just as Ji Wushang was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the man had already taken a step forward and pulled Ji Wushang out from under the bed with a large hand!
sky!
Ji Wushang was completely stunned, staring at him in disbelief.
His face was tense at this moment, but then he suddenly smiled. "I never expected that what I was looking for would come to me so easily! Miss Ji, you are so adorable!"
But Ji Wushang was stunned. Whose face was this? This was Yiyun Upper City!
"Yiyun Upper City?" Ji Wushang couldn't help but exclaim.
"Whose name are you calling?" The man pursed his lips, his eyes deep and unfathomable. Ji Wushang immediately looked into his eyes, which were now purple!
"The Western Regions prince ascends to Yunshang City," Ji Wushang said after a long while.
The man frowned. "You know me?"
"You don't recognize me?" Ji Wushang looked at him. No, Yiyun Shangcheng's speech in the Great Xia Zhou Dynasty wouldn't be so fluent. Could it be that he really wasn't Yiyun Shangcheng?
The man was still holding her hand, and only then did Ji Wushang feel the pain. "Please let go of me!"
"You seem to be my prisoner. What right do you have to negotiate with me?" The man smiled slightly, looking at her hand with amusement.
Ji Wushang struggled, but to no avail, and had no choice but to give up. "Since I'm in your hands, do with me as you please!"
"What if I neither kill nor torture him?"
"Whatever!" Ji Wushang held back, his eyes turning slightly cold. Since it wasn't Yiyun Shangcheng, then he could just admit he'd mistaken someone else! Falling into this man's hands was just his bad luck! He'd survived three or four times, but to die at the hands of such a man was rather laughable!
"I can spare your life, but you must tell me the story of that Western Region Prince Yiyun Shangcheng." The man seemed very interested at this moment, as if he had completely forgotten his mission to kill.
“You don’t need to know.” Ji Wushang looked at him. “Why should I tell you? Even if I did, whether you kill me or not would still be up to you. Do you think I’m a fool?”
“Miss Ji is very intelligent.” The man looked Ji Wushang up and down. “Moreover, she is a great beauty.”
Seeing his gaze, Ji Wushang immediately stepped back, but was pulled into his arms! Instantly, Ji Wushang smelled the scent of Yiyun Shangcheng—a warm, slightly exotic fragrance. But in his heart, he knew this wasn't Yiyun Shangcheng! Yiyun Shangcheng had already said goodbye, told him he was returning to the Western Regions to inherit the throne!
"Let me go!" Ji Wushang struggled desperately, his whole body almost bursting with anger, pounding and punching as much as he could.
"You'd better behave yourself. If anyone finds out you're here, I think someone will drag you out and kill you very soon!" the man said threateningly.
Ji Wushang frowned. Was she really going to snuggle in his arms? Dream on!
Ji Wushang stepped on his black boot, and the man immediately cried out in pain, releasing Ji Wushang, who then ran outside. Seeing this, the man rushed forward and grabbed Ji Wushang, saying, "It's dangerous outside! You can't run out!"
Ji Wushang was shocked. What kind of words were those?!
He hesitated for a moment, then pulled him completely in. "I'm telling you, if you want to die, run out right now!"
"Didn't you want to kill me? Why aren't you!" Ji Wushang turned around, glaring at him angrily. "You think all these shady dealings weren't for taking my life?"
"I want to hear about Evian Upper City," the man said stubbornly, repeating himself.
Ji Wushang then realized that he was actually quite serious, and looked at him, asking, "What's your name? Who are you?"
The man paused for a moment, then said, "I... my name is Jamur." He didn't say who he was.
Jamur? What's that name?
“You should tell me about Upper Evian,” Jamul said.
Ji Wushang looked at him and saw that he had no intention of killing him. Thinking about how he had asked about Yiyun Shangcheng several times just now, he couldn't help but wonder if this person was really Yiyun Shangcheng? Or had something happened to turn him into something like Zhamuer? At this moment, the image of Yiyun Shangcheng wearing large earrings appeared in Ji Wushang's mind. Immediately, Ji Wushang looked at his ears. There were obviously no large earrings, but there was a pierced ear.
"Did you ever wander off somewhere and wake up to find yourself named Jamur?" Ji Wushang asked cautiously.
"How did you know?" Zhamur felt very strange and moved even closer. Ji Wushang suddenly stepped back to keep his distance.
So, this really is Yiyun Upper City? What happened after he went back?
Ji Wushang looked at him, "The prince of the Western Regions, he's very good, he has the same face as you, very gentle, he..." What adjective could she use to describe him? "Just like you!"
"Is it you who he has fallen in love with?" Jamur immediately stepped forward and grabbed Ji Wushang's shoulders tightly.
Ji Wushang was suddenly surprised, "What are you talking about! I don't know!" Ji Wushang immediately shook his head.
"No, you're definitely lying! Because when I see you, I feel so sad; you must have hurt me!"
Upon hearing this, Ji Wushang felt like fainting. What kind of logic was this?! Even Yiyun Shangcheng had never spoken to him so bluntly… How could he have changed so much? Had he really gone through something?
“He bid me farewell then, saying he was going back to the Western Regions to inherit the throne, but there has been no news since.” Ji Wushang looked at him. “You must be him, Your Highness.”
"I...I don't know!" Jamur looked at her, suddenly terrified, and covered his head with his hands, looking very pained.
Ji Wushang looked at him and said, "Don't make things difficult for yourself. If you can't remember, just forget it!" But, he had promised that if the other man had any difficulties in the future, he would definitely help him. Should he help him regain his memory? Was that necessary? He really was Yiyun Shangcheng.
Ji Wushang bit his lip, feeling troubled and unsure of himself.
"Are you telling the truth? What about my father? What about my mother?" Jamur stepped forward and grabbed Ji Wushang's hand again, looking at her with deep purple eyes.
Ji Wushang looked at his hand gripping hers, feeling a slight pain, and said, "You're hurting me!"
Jamur then released her hand, saying, "Tell me right now."
“I don’t know about your father and mother. I really don’t know. I haven’t heard from you since you left. Really, I have no idea what happened to you.” Ji Wushang looked at him with expectant eyes.
"Damn it!" Jamur cursed angrily, and punched the table next to him, shattering it instantly.
Ji Wushang immediately stepped back.
Just then, several people rushed to the door of the room and shouted, "Master, has something happened!"
"No, investigate thoroughly. Once you capture her, bring her to me! I want her!" At this moment, he was a completely different person, his tone regaining its previous domineering and angry tone.
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, the men immediately withdrew.
Jamur's expression was extremely unstable. He looked at Ji Wushang and grabbed him, saying, "Come with me!"
"No, what did you say!" Ji Wushang shouted, "Your Highness, please speak properly!"
“You need to stay by my side until things are clear!” Jamur said firmly. “Don’t try anything funny!”
This is definitely not him! How could it be him?! The Western Region prince who once saved me, who once nervously told me that he had fallen in love with me?
Ji Wushang sighed inwardly, but he had already grabbed Ji Wushang's arm, saying, "What are you thinking about? Come with me!"
"No!" Ji Wushang insisted, "Yiyun Upper City would never force anyone like this!"
"What?" Jamur turned around and looked at her. "How is he?" His heart was filled with anxiety and panic. His head was throbbing, but he had to be clear-headed and take her away.
“He…” What was he like? He didn’t really know, but the next second Ji Wushang thought of the underground palace in the forest.
"I need you to help me regain my memories!" Jamur said earnestly. "I want to keep you by my side until I hate you!"
Ji Wushang was speechless upon hearing this. He said he wanted to imprison him? Until he hated himself?
"Where should we go? Where should we go?" Jamur suddenly muttered to himself, looking somewhat troubled.
"The underground palace!" Ji Wushang looked at him. "Come with me!"
Jamur looked at her immediately. "The underground palace? Where is it?"
“In the woods,” Ji Wushang said, looking at him. “I’ll draw a map.”
"good."
Ji Wushang went to the desk, picked up a wolf-hair brush, took out a sheet of Xuan paper, and roughly drew a map. Suddenly, he took it down and saw that the man was staring blankly. Ji Wushang didn't know how to address him—was he Zhamuer, or Yiyun Shangcheng?
At this moment, Jamur was mesmerized. He saw her holding the map and coughed a few times before she came back to her senses, her eyes drifting away.
Ji Wushang looked at him, unsure of what to say, but what he wanted to know was why he had become the supervisor of these people? Moreover, these people seemed to be from Japan, so how did he know them?
Ji Wushang saw him take the map and examine it for a long time before slowly remembering that there really was such a place, under a forest, and that he seemed to have saved her back then.
"Zhamuer, when did you become the supervisor of these people?" Ji Wushang asked, noticing his somewhat indifferent expression.
"When I was awakened, I was on an island. The island lord was a stern person, but she said I was her son, her Jamur, a child sent by heaven, and I became her supervisor," Jamur said solemnly.
But then she said, "Come with me, quick!" and grabbed Ji Wushang's hand.