She was the last dose of "medicine" Zhang Qiling had forgotten through the years.
She had slept for countless years in the Zhang Family's Ancient Tower. Chosen by the previous generation's Zhang Qiling as their Holy Maiden, she was also the childhood friend of that taciturn boy who forgot everything every few years: Zhang Qiling.
Her duty was to guard the tower and protect his roots. Then one day, she discovered that the life plaque he had left her was broken.
He had forgotten again.
He had forgotten the way home, and that someone in the tower was waiting for him.
When Wang Pangzi, the irreverent member of the "Iron Triangle," shouted into the depths of the ancient tower, "Isn't anyone going to keep your little brother in line?" the bronze bells began to ring without a breeze.
She stepped out of the Zhang Family's Ancient Tower.
At Wang Pangzi's horrified, "Holy crap, there's another Zhang family member who slipped through the net?" and Wu Xie's wary gaze, she simply watched the familiar figure who, even with his memories gone, instinctively shielded his teammates. She raised a hand and brushed the dust off his shoulder.
"This time, you've forgotten quite thoroughly."
She gave the dazed Zhang Qiling a faintly amused look, then turned to Wu Xie. "Don't be nervous. I just came to bring him his medicine."
And, while she was at it, clear out the trash that had tried to tamper with him while he was suffering from amnesia.
What should they do if the little brother loses his memory? No problem. No matter how much he has forgotten, she'll walk the road with him all over again.
The deep mountains of Yunnan, the seabed off Xisha, the Heavenly Palace in the Clouds... Along the way, she'll make sure her name is engraved in his memories all over again.
And the demons lurking in the shadows? With a casual lift of her hand, the thousand-year-old malice of the Zhang Family's Ancient Tower will make the perfect welcome gift.
