The people living in the war-torn regions had peaceful days, thanks to him. He also promoted trade and business, causing the once declining economy of Qi Tian Kingdom to flourish again and again. The Wicked King was considered a deity by the borderland citizens, and they respected and revered him.
When the news reached the capital, the civil and military officials were shocked, and the emperor was stunned for a while. He immediately issued a decree to grant the third prince as a second-grade prince and gave him the title of Wicked King. The only reason was that his transformation was too miraculous and sudden, and only this "wicked" character could match his war-god title.
"I... don't know you." It took Lin Huijin a long time to finally speak. She was Lin Huijin, a modern-day doctor, not the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, so she did not know him, and had no relation to him whatsoever!
A cold smile spread across his thin lips, like the onset of winter, seemingly freezing everything. He opened his pale lips lightly and said, "My name is Nangong Lie."
His words were still light, but they were as heavy as a mountain in Lin Huijin's ears. "I... I can't remember anything. I... I don't know who you are." Lin Huijin decided to feign amnesia. Although this method was commonly used, it was effective.
"Miss, do you really not remember who I am?" Nangong Lie hooked his lips evilly and slowly walked towards Lin Huijin. His domineering and cold aura engulfed her like a tidal wave.
This caused Lin Huijin to grip the blanket subconsciously. She slowly raised her eyes to meet his deep, dark pupils, repeating, "I don't remember. I don't remember anything."
The corner of Nangong Lie's mouth deepened, revealing a deadly danger. Lin Huijin, did you really forget him?
But even if she had forgotten, did that mean that what happened in the past did not occur?
"Buli." Nangong Lie suddenly called out to the outside of the tent.
In a short while, a eunuch dressed in blue-green robe walked in, bringing a bowl of sticky medicine to Lin Huijin.
Was he trying to poison her this quickly? However, being poisoned was better than being tortured to death.
The original host had left a mess too big for her to handle. But she... she didn't want to die yet!
"This is a contraceptive." Nangong Lie said indifferently, his voice flat and without fluctuations.
His deep voice, however, always brought an invisible pressure. Lin Huijin took the bowl of black, thick medicine and drank it all in one go. After all, she was a doctor and could endure the bitterness of traditional medicine.
After finishing the drink, Lin Huijin once again lifted her gaze, looking at Nangong Lie somewhat naively, "Can I leave now?"
She kept telling herself that she was the modern Lin Huijin, not the ancient one. Therefore, their past grievances had nothing to do with her, she was just passing by.
But Nangong Lie hooked his lips and asked, "Where will you go?"
"I... I don't know, but I feel I shouldn't stay here." Lin Huijin looked at Nangong Lie and spoke honestly.
"You shouldn't be here," Nangong Lie replied indifferently. As he moved, his black robe with silver edges bloomed like black lotuses on the ground, "But since you're here, I won't let you leave easily."
"Why? Did we know each other before?" Lin Huijin slightly frowned and asked carefully and curiously.
Yes, that's right. She just had to consider herself as herself.