Wu Sheng Zhen Prison has hated Qing Li for a thousand years.
He hated her for lurking around him in the name of his spiritual pet, causing his brother's tragic death and the overthrow of the demon clan.
He hated that she looked at him with those clean eyes, which he could not forget to this day.
A thousand years later, the gods sent Di Ji for marriage.
She knelt before him, raised her head—
That face was exactly the same as the little Yuanbao in his memory.
But she doesn't remember him.
Wu Sheng Zhen Prison strangled her neck: "It should have been settled long ago."
Qingli didn't struggle, just looked at him with her wet eyes.
Like a wronged bird, terribly wronged but silent.
He let go.
Not soft-hearted.
It was because he discovered that she really didn't remember anything.
Later, she remembered everything.
After driving him out of the door, snow fell all over him.
He stood at the door all night.
She kept the door open all night.
📌Cultivated by the boss × soft and waxy little black bird × 1v1 sweet pet
📌The heroine has lost her memory｜The male protagonist is too immodest｜She runs away from him｜She can't fly without her wings
