After using up breakfast, the imperial cultivator walked out of the imperial palace and strolled to the top of the mountain.

Qin Shang followed closely and walked for a while. He spoke curiously: "When did the master remember?"

Remember?

Emperor Xiu's voice was scattered: "What do you think of?"

Qin Shang was stunned and his heart tightened in an instant, "The master has not already remembered the past..."

The Emperor Xiu didn't say anything.

Well, maybe I remembered it.

"I went to the Secret Palace." Emperor Xiu said lightly, "You have a different temperament when you wake up. What I see and what Yun Qingyi reports to you are very different from before."

Qin Shang knew it.

So the master went to the Secret Palace.

He also came to his previous life and later learned that his master had some ability to predict the unknown, so he understood a little in his heart that the master might have used some method to learn something in advance.

"Well, from the moment you talk about having a nightmare and dreaming that I took you to death, I went to the Imperial Palace." The Emperor Xiu turned his head, "Although the play was so happy, I can still tell whether it was a nightmare or a true love."

Qin Shang lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "Master is wise."

Emperor Xiu refused to comment: "Later, he performed so happily several times, which also brought back some of my memories."

Qin Shang was silent for a moment and guessed secretly: "Actually, the master must have not forgotten the past, and the memory has not yet recovered for the time being, and it was slowly found back later?"

The Emperor Xiu didn't say anything.

There are many things like fate that cannot be explained, and he did not intend to explain anything to Qin Shang.

The two walked up the mountain road, and Qin Shang was half a step behind his master, his eyebrows and eyes slightly closed, and followed Emperor Xiu in a gentle and looking up attitude, presenting a kind of obedience and respect that was incompatible with his current handsome and dazzling appearance.

Emperor Xiu could see him with a slight tilt of his head, and he could see his consistent meekness and obedience.

The corners of the lips were slightly bent, and the voice was blowing through the skin like the spring breeze. "There is no one on the mountain, I will let you be rude for a while."

Qin Shang was stunned when he heard this. Before he could react, he saw his master handing him a hand, a slender and powerful hand, and a delicate and beautiful hand.

Qin Shang stared at the master's hand for a moment, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, and he reached out to hold it.

The two of them had their fingers intertwined, and Qin Shang's chest was filled with passive look and joy. He lowered his head and stared at the hands they were shaking, and made a timid request: "I still want to hug the master."

Since he is allowed to be arrogant, why not be arrogant completely?

After Qin Shang finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to wrap his waist without waiting for the Emperor Xiu to agree... Well, the master has a very good figure, a strong waist and smooth lines, which is perfect.

Silently commented in his heart, he couldn't help but tighten his hands, and his eyes began to feel warm: "For so many years, I haven't let go of my courage to hug my master."

He was so cowardly in his previous life that his master glanced at him and didn't even dare to let one of his farts.

Later, the relationship between the two finally made some progress, and he did not dare to be arrogant easily, for fear that the master would suspect that he had any bad intentions.

Later, the two became closer and braver. Although they had the courage, they both became older. With Jiuwei by their side, Qin Shang became much more steady. How could he have such a childish thought?

Emperor Xiu closed his eyes and really let Qin Shang be rude for a while.
Chapter completed!