The Destiny of Love in Ancient Times
Memory Fragmentation

THINKING if Qing Mao was still in a confused state, Gu Yihao immediately hugged her. He calmed the girl down for quite a long time. Not knowing what dream scared Qing Mao, Gu Yihao was worried that this was still related to him.

There was a lot of regret in the man's heart, anger and helplessness. Why did she used to be so stupid, taking Nu Qingge as a fiancee and getting rid of the girl that was destined for her? Perhaps both of his disabled legs back then were a punishment from the gods for a foolish man like him.

He stroked the girl's head and continued to calm her down with a few pleasant words.

"Who will leave you? The king is here. Behold, the King is before Mao'er's eyes. The king doesn't go anywhere."

The girl immediately looked at Gu Yihao with a somewhat blank look. "Hao Hao ..."

This was the first time for Qing Mao to call the man again intimately. Making Gu Yihao tremble with a hint of happiness. Although Qing Mao was in a daze, she was still happy. Yes, it had been a long time that the name had not been uttered from Qing Mao's mouth.

"The king is here" he murmured.

"I'm scared ...."

"OK, sleep. The king accompanied Mao'er tonight. Don't be afraid, the nightmare will go away," Gu Yihao said with a gentle smile.

The girl immediately curled up next to him like a ball. The man hugged her. Although tonight there is a little fantasy of being closer to this girl, she knows that tomorrow may be back to normal. It's okay, he's happy tonight.

Qing Mao was still somewhat dazed and her mind was filled with some dream fragmentation. He was like he was not himself at the moment and could only hug Gu Yihao. He missed the smell of this guy's sandalwood. Whatever the reason, he must know what really happened in the past.

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Next morning ....

Qing Mao was awakened by her biological clock and realized that she was currently hugging the man. His body immediately stiffened. He moved his head slightly and looked at Gu Yihao who was asleep quietly. How could this man be here? Her thought.

Out of surprise, he immediately distanced himself and widened his eyes. The man who was hugging him earlier frowned, having signs of waking up. The dazed Qing Mao was thinking about what happened last night and did not seem to remember much.

Yet Gu Yihao's existence here was definitely unusual. He was not sure if the man dared to go up to his bed and act insolent. Didn't he dream last night? Qing Mao thought hard at this moment until the man actually woke up.

"Are you okay?" asked the man after finding out if Qing Mao's expression had been chuckling back as usual.

"I ... I'm doing fine. Did I dream last night?" He asked back to make sure.

"Yes, you screamed in the middle of the night and woke up with a terrified expression. You also sweat. So ... This king calms you. You were acting spoiled like four years ago," Gu Yihao replied slightly carefully paying attention to the company of the expression on the girl's face.

Sure enough, the girl immediately showed a look of disbelief and daze again. Gu Yihao only asked her to just ask the maid if she didn't believe it. However Qing Mao immediately got off the bed and indeed if her body was sticky from sweating overnight. He threw the man out of his room and went to the bathroom.

Seeing if the bathroom was locked from the inside, Gu Yihao who had just gotten off the bed smiled helplessly. That night was his best day since the reunion with Qing Mao. He immediately left the room and asked the waiter to prepare breakfast.

In the bathroom ....

Qing Mao was a little limp. He stood in front of the sink and looked at himself in a fairly large mirror. Pay attention to yourself and what's wrong with last night's dreams. Why was he so spoiled for Gu Yihao? What has been hidden all along.

The drops of water from his face were slightly warm. Qing Mao squeezed the edge of the sink and bit her lower lip.

"Should the question of who Qing Mao is ...is who I am now?" muttered.

Although Qing Mao was certain that she had never come to this age, the dreams that always appeared during sleep made her suspicious the entire time. Plus Hyou's attitude was as if hiding something from her. What really happened and who was he? What does this have to do with Gu Yihao?

Qing Mao looked at herself again in the mirror and a strange reflection of light appeared. The reflection of the light seemed to dazzle his eyes until he took two steps back. After rubbing both eyes, he felt his heart thump.

When he looked in the mirror again, he looked like he was looking at a fragmentation of one's memory. In the reflection of the mirror, there was a tall, very handsome man, pairing a green jade necklace on him. Hugged him from behind.

"Mao'er ... In this life and the next, we will always be together. If we are separated, we will reunite and defeat Gu Wei. This is my oath," said the man very gently.

The mature Qing Mao-like woman turned around and touched the man's face. "Hao Hao ... I also swear in this life and the next, I just love you. Love you forever."

Then they both kissed.

That fragmentation of memory immediately broke before Qing Mao to the point of blinding her eyes. For a short time, Qing Mao did not realize that now she had been squatting with a foolish expression. What is this really? Who was he and could someone explain about that strange picture in the mirror?

He got up and looked at the mirror. But there is nothing but a shadow of himself. It's freaky. Although Qing Mao was so curious and wanted to find someone to ask, she harbored everything first and waited for Hyou to return.

The girl cleaned herself up and came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe. Her hair was wrapped in a small towel. He just finished shampooing. After getting dressed and drying her hair, she left the room. His mind is still a bit messy.

"Where is Gu Yihao?" ask one of the servants.

"The prince was in his room. Because last night the Young Miss screamed in fear from having a bad dream, the prince has left his job."

"..." - ".Gu Yihao is still working in the middle of the night? Qing Mao only knew that for those who were so busy, time did not become a measure to rest. But measured by when the work can be completed.

Maybe the work should be done overnight and today might have to relax. But he made the man leave his job at night.

"Young Miss, breakfast is ready. Should I call the prince to eat?" the young servant girl asked somewhat hesitantly. Her black and white maid dress was a little tangled up because it had been working since this blind morning.

"Bring breakfast to the guest room."

"Yes, Miss." The waiter immediately breezed to get breakfast for the two.

Qing Mao went to the guest room where Gu Yihao was. The door was tightly closed so he could open it without knocking. After all, this is his own house. He saw if Gu Yihao opened some scrolls and read them, then wrote something. After hesitating, the girl knocked on the door.

Gu Yihao raised his head slightly and looked towards the door. The girl stood there in confusion.

While Qing Mao was a bit awkward. "Breakfast is ready. Is it okay if breakfast is brought here?" tanyakanya.