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When she woke up first, the scar on her face disappeared, and when she woke up again, there was an extra anklet on her foot.
Shi Yan lifted her leg, her movements were particularly indifferent. She fiddled with the silver anklet on her ankle. It was really good-looking. It was the kind of treasure with ânobleâ written all over her body.
She turned over and sat up, kicked a pillow, and looked around the anklet. It was two thin silver circles strung together with a thin chain. The complicated patterns on the top seemed to be peony. The hollow core was also embedded with a touch of transparent and refreshing blue pearl.
It had no weight on the feet, and it didnât get in the way. There was only a touch of coolness. Based on her experience in Hexian City for several years, Shi Yan affirmed that this thing was a magic tool. Itâs grade was high, she didnât know how high it was. After all, she didnât have the money to buy such a powerful magic weapon before. Although it looked like the material was silver and jade, it didnât feel like it when she touched it.
âWhat do you think of it?â Sima Jiaoâs voice sounded from behind.
Shi Yan was under the truth spell. She scratched her ears, âItâs good, but Iâm not used to wearing anklets, canât I wear it on my hand? And is this precious magic tool given to me?â It looked like an heirloom treasure. There was no gift ceremony or anything, he just put it on her feet directly.
Sima Jiao looked at her, smiled, reached out and touched the ankle bracelet on her ankle, âAfter I buckle it, you canât remove it. This defensive magic tool is the only one in the world, and no one can break it. It will be for your defense.â
No one? Shi Yan was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, âAh, canât you?â
Sima Jiao didnât move and just looked at her. There was a gentleness that Shi Yan didnât understand.
âYes, neither can I.â
Shi Yan listened to her heart secretly, was this a magic tool for domestic violence? If even Sima Jiao couldnât remove that thing, could she walk normally? Or would she have to walk sideways? Not only walking sideways, she could only walk lying down.
Ask the world, who could take it off?!
Sima Jiao carefully looked at her expression and held her chin, âDo you think something is wrong?â
Shi Yan: âWhatâs wrong?â She was dazed for a while, and finally realized what was wrong.
Why did she naturally put Sima Jiao into domestic violence?!
Sima Jiao didnât mean that.
He laughed. Shi Yan didnât know what he was laughing at. He left a kiss on her forehead. Sima Jiao seemed very happy, he rubbed her nose and asked her, âDo you think I want to imprison you??â
She didnât believe him, she didnât remember him because she had been raised by Shi Qianli for so many years. Why would she still believe him?
Shi Yan: I feel embarrassed because I canât keep up with this ancestorâs brain circuit, but seeing him so happy, I think itâs better to shut up.
When she woke up and found that she had beautiful jewelry, her first reaction was to receive a gift. Wasnât that normal? Why did she think of imprisonment? She also didnât understand.
Sima Jiao rubbed her chin and grabbed her wrist. Shi Yanâs whole body floated up, as if her body had lost weight. He pulled her wrist and led her to step on the ground.
Shi Yan didnât know what he was doing, so she walked out quickly.
The floor of the Forbidden Palace was smooth black, almost clearly reflecting the figure. Shi Yan stepped on it barefoot. Because of the rapid pace, the thin circle on her ankle collided and made a slight tinkling sound.
Sima Jiao was wearing a black robe, and he walked swiftly. It was the kind of âspark with lightningâ momentum, as if he strode out one meter and eight in a big step. Shi Yan was held by her wrist and almost dragged away, and two groups of shadows appeared on the dark ground.
Shi Yan didnât wear shoes, didnât tie her hair, and didnât wash her face when she got up. She felt like a female ghost, but she didnât know where Sima Jiao was taking her. He dragged her and didnât give her time to speak .
The two walked in the forbidden palace for a while, and there was no trace of anyone else in the empty palace. When they looked up, they saw large pillars supporting the dome.
In such an empty place, there were only the two of them. For a moment, Shi Yan felt that such a scene seemed a bit familiar.
To explain it with science, it should be called the secondary memory of the brain.
Shi Yan was led by Sima Jiao to the center of the Forbidden Palace. There was a high tower with golden tiles and red walls, which looked out of tune with the entire white Winter City. The color was so gorgeous that it was a bit abrupt.
She felt that it was vaguely familiar again.
Sima Jiao led her to the tower.
The road in the middle was covered with white stones, and the cold stones were embedded in the ground. It reminded Shi Yan of the path in the park in front of her house. It was also embedded with stones. There were always elderly people who exercised and stepped on it, saying that one could massage the acupoints on the soles of their feet.
Shi Yan was very skeptical. She once felt that the gangrenâs stone road could not massage acupoints, but could only kill. Of course, she didnât care about that kind of gravel road now. With her cultivation skills, she could walk even on the knife road without any change in her face. Generally, a knife couldnât pierce a cultivator.
She lost her mind for a moment, and Sima Jiao turned to look at her. He first gave her a questioning look, and then he saw her barefoot. Then he picked her up naturally, and walked onto the path embedded with cold stones.
Shi Yan: âŠI really didnât mean that.
However, she was too lazy to struggle after she was hugged.
But she felt that this big man must seldom hug a woman. How could he hug an adult woman in a child position? She was sitting on Sima Jiaoâs arm with her hand on his shoulder, thinking she was seven years old. Thereafter, she stopped sitting on her dadâs arm like this.
Comrade Shi Qianli, her suspected fake father, never hugged her so intimately. This boss who claimed to be a boyfriend was very skilled at being a father.
Her bodyâs reaction was quite proficient, and she subconsciously put her hands down. This may be the power of love, her physical sequelae were quite serious.
After walking through that cold stone road, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, Sima Jiao opened the door, put her down, and changed to holding her wrist.
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