章 153: Her Memories (I)

Everyone's mind reset on its own, 

The memories faded away in a tiny, shrouded mist, 

She did it by herself, 

This situation never got so confused at first sight. 

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THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time. 

Qing Long went inside the hall without a struggle. He slipped the fiber glass etched with the landlord's name. Qing Long felt the authoritative air around him. He must find the chamber where Althea confined in. Qing Long stopped in the middle of the square, observing the court ladies doing some errands. 

"She must be around there. Waiting for me to show up," Qing Long breathed. He turned on the other side, sneaking in so that he could show up his real physique to Althea. He sighed. 

Why did he even expect that Althea can call him out in his subconscious? She doesn't remember him after she woke up, probably.