The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 324 The Mirror of Truth
Su Xiyue's stomach was empty, visibly flattened, her face was pale, the sweat on her forehead was still wet, and she was weak and powerless.

She never expected that even though she and Xuanyuan Ming had separated and even severed their partner's mark, she would give birth to his dragon egg at this very moment.

What exactly is going on here? It's a tangled mess.

When I broke ties with Xuanyuan Ming, I thought I would give the dragon egg to him to raise after it was laid, but now I'm really reluctant to part with it.

This is the child she gave birth to with her life; how could she bear to part with him?

But she couldn't get over the mental hurdle of pretending nothing had happened and getting back together with Xuan Yuanming.

Ye Ling's gentle wiping of Su Xiyue's forehead with cold sweat stopped abruptly, her sharp silver eyes shooting towards Xuan Yuanming.

Mo Lin was cleaning her up after childbirth. Although he didn't speak, a chill emanated from him.

Bai Qi held the fiery red little fox in his arms, his eyes filled with tenderness. He looked up at Xuan Yuanming, his narrow fox eyes slightly narrowed, and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.

Qingzhu, feeling frustrated and with nowhere to vent, scoffed coldly and said with extreme venom, "What, you think you've gotten a good deal by having a child, and now you want to take the opportunity to get back together? You're dreaming!"

Xuanyuan Ming seemed not to hear Qingzhu's sarcasm. His golden eyes were fixed on Su Xiyue, full of affection. "Yue'er, I know I did some terrible things before and hurt you. But it was out of anger at being deceived and impulsive actions. I know I was wrong and I regret it terribly. Please give me a chance, okay?"

Su Xiyue looked at him weakly, her expression complicated, and said in a muffled voice, "I remember you looked at me with disgust and called me an imposter, a wandering ghost possessing your beloved? You even wanted to extract my soul and kill me."

Thinking about those things still causes her heartache, shame, and anger.

Even though time has passed, the wounds in my heart will never heal.

"Moon, I was wrong. Just think of me as being bewitched and crazy at the time, okay? Hit me, scold me, whatever you want, just please give me a chance."

Xuan Yuanming's voice choked with emotion, his golden eyes glistening with tears as he gripped her hand tightly.

Although he doesn't remember the past, he can clearly feel that he loves the female in front of him, the female who has survived countless near-death experiences and endured immense pain to give birth to his dragon egg.

As for why he did those things and said those hurtful things before losing his memory, he didn't know, only that it was because he suddenly went crazy.

Su Xiyue was amused by his words. "I don't want to hit you, and I'm too lazy to scold you. I'll just ask you one question: who do you love, the original owner or me?"

Even though Xuan Yuanming had broken her heart, she was still determined to get an answer.

She quietly took out the Mirror of Truth from her system backpack, and using her clothes as cover, aimed the mirror at Xuan Yuanming.

The cave suddenly fell silent.

Ye Ling paused in wiping her forehead, her silver eyes narrowing dangerously.

Mo Lin's hands tightened slightly as she cleaned the postpartum pads, her gaze involuntarily turning to the two of them.

The little fox in Bai Qi's arms squirmed restlessly.

Qingzhu, Xuanming, and Feng Su all looked at Xuanyuan Ming, eager to know the answer as well.

The main problem is that Crazy Dragon (the cousin) is too obsessed with the original owner, to the point of being crazy and perverted.

Xuanyuan Ming was stunned.

His lost memories were shrouded in mist, but his mind was unusually clear at this moment, and his golden eyes were more serious than ever before. "It's you."

Su Xiyue gripped the Mirror of Sincerity tightly, and the mirror surface suddenly became hot, revealing several lines of small golden characters.

[Regarding the original owner: 100% obsession, not love, but gratitude for being saved, and childhood nostalgia.]

[Regarding the host: Affection level 95, soul attraction, deep love.]

I caught a glimpse of the small words on the mirror, and I couldn't quite describe the feeling in my heart.

It wasn't the original owner; the person he loved deep down was her, Su Xiyue, who had taken over this body, the imposter he called a wandering ghost.

That 95 points of affection was burning hot, almost scalding her senses.

That obsession with the original owner is more like an inescapable mark than love.

The immense shock made her fingertips tremble, and she quietly put the Mirror of Truth back into her system inventory.

So that's how it is. His crazy acts of violence stemmed from his anger at being deceived and his hatred for imposters.

After losing his memory, his instinctive physical memories and his silent devotion to her were the true projections of his inner feelings.

Tears welled up in my eyes without warning, mixed with grievance, relief, and a deep sense of bitterness.

Her sudden tears left the men at a loss, momentarily panicked, and they were about to offer words of comfort.

Sudden.

"Prove it to me."

Su Xiyue suddenly took out the Time Reversal Mirror from her system backpack and threw it into the air. "Look at it, and then we'll talk about whether you love me or not."

The mirror surface expanded into a curtain of light, which flowed and suddenly became clear.

Twelve years ago, in the Lower Realm, at the former site of the Wolf Tribe, in the back mountain.

Seven-year-old Xuanyuan Ming was covered in blood. In his black dragon form, he huddled in a pile of damp, withered leaves. His scales were dull and lifeless, and his small body was covered in wounds, some so deep that the bone was visible. Blood was gushing out.

The loyal servant who had been protecting his master had already died during the pursuit.

He fled all the way here, and now he has no strength left, not even able to transform into human form.

It could only utter weak, fearful sobs.

"Huh? There's an ugly snake here that's about to die."

A clear, childlike voice, tinged with curiosity and disdain, rang out.

In the video, a young female, about five years old, dressed in an exquisite and beautiful animal skin dress, pushes aside the bushes and crawls inside.

She was as lovely as jade, with a pair of strikingly bright eyes; she was none other than Su Xiyue in her childhood.

That is, the original owner. The original owner was not dirty when she was a child; on the contrary, she was quite clean and very beautiful.

She squatted down next to the dying baby dragon and poked his cold scales with her little hand. "Hey, ugly snake, you've bled so much, you're so dirty."

The young original owner pouted in disdain.

However, he still took out a handful of corrosive grass from the animal skin bag he carried with him and clumsily applied it to the young dragon's wound.

"Ow—!"

The young dragon let out a shrill, distorted scream, its tiny body convulsing violently.

When the sap of the bone-corroding herb came into contact with the wound, it made a hissing sound and instantly produced white smoke. The skin and flesh around the wound visibly turned black and rolled up, making it even more terrifying than the original knife wound.

"Hey, don't move."

The original owner angrily pressed him down, tears suddenly streaming down her face. "Mother clearly said this herb could heal wounds, and that it was incredibly effective!"

The excruciating pain nearly caused young Xuanyuan Ming to faint, his dark golden vertical pupils becoming blurred due to the extreme agony.

The original owner seemed frightened, and cried even harder and louder, "Waaah... Why are you screaming so loudly... It looks like it hurts... I didn't mean to... Waaah..."

She cried even more bitterly than the wounded dragon, her face covered in tears and snot, as if she were the one who was injured and in pain.

In his agony and dizziness, young Xuanyuan Ming could only see the little female who had covered him in "poison" and was causing him excruciating pain.

Right now, she's squatting down nearby, crying her heart out, as if she's suffered a tremendous injustice.

The anger inside me inexplicably couldn't be vented, nor did I have the energy to do so; instead, I found it absurd and laughable.

The screen turned,
The original owner chased after the "little black snake" while holding a red poisonous fruit, saying, "Don't run away! I've tasted it, it's very sweet."

Young Xuanyuan Ming stopped in his tracks, turned his head and swallowed the red fruit in one gulp, but the pain made his whole body convulse, and then he fainted.

The original owner was so frightened that she cried loudly, tears and snot streaming down her face, and hurriedly took the "little black snake" to find a witch doctor.

Looking at the scene on the screen, Ye Ling, Mo Lin, Bai Qi, Qing Zhu, Xuan Ming, Feng Su and the others had very strange expressions.

I really don't know what Xuanyuan Ming (cousin) liked about the original owner.
Isn't this just a petty liar with a terrible personality?
Could it be that Xuan Yuanming has masochistic tendencies, enjoys being deceived, and enjoys being abused?

The scenes reflected in the mirror continue as time rewinds.

Most of the stories are the original owner's various pranks on Xuan Yuanming, but strangely, no matter how much the original owner teases and torments him, he silently endures it and even develops a perverse liking for him.

He even secretly dealt with the females in the tribe who bullied and envied the original owner.

Xuanyuan Ming was as if he had been struck by the most violent lightning, and he froze on the spot.

He stared intently at the image of the little devil crying even more pitifully than he, the victim, his mind completely blank.

This is the one deep in his memory, the one who gave him warmth and hope in his despair.

That little female whom he was willing to turn into a mad beast, even to the point of breaking the Phoenix Clan's marriage contract and causing chaos throughout the entire Dragon Clan, whom he had idealized for twelve years.
Perhaps because I have no memory of it, I can see things very clearly.

What he perceived as warmth, hope, and unforgettable memories were nothing but malicious pranks and farcical farces.

The separation of the two places, the long period of not seeing each other, the marriage agreement with the Phoenix Clan, the father's forceful coercion, and his inherent stubbornness all contributed to the romanticization of their relationship.

It gradually evolved into what he thought was deep love, leading him to do those crazy things.

The scene in the time-rewinding mirror suddenly shifted.

The scene depicts Su Xiyue becoming ugly after giving birth, stumbling and running around, and then encountering the mad dragon for the first time in the cave.

Then Ye Ling, Mo Lin, Bai Qi and others appeared one after another, and the scene of the battle between the several people unfolded.

Ye Ling and the others knew what happened next without even watching.

Only the amnesiac Xuanyuan Ming watched with exceptional focus.

When they first met in the cave, he was a mad beast, frantically grabbing her by the neck, overjoyed at the thought that she was that little female.

Furthermore, the words spoken by the witch before her death aroused his doubts and led to various tests.

With his doubts dispelled, he officially became her sixth husband. They were deeply in love, their affection sweet and tender, entwined under the moon.

Qingyan Mountain's eavesdropping reveals his true identity and enraged him.

That line: "Imitation, a wandering ghost, using my beloved's body to enjoy my love, going crazy trying to extract her soul."
Every frame felt like a knife slicing through Xuanyuan Ming's heart.

"I see."

His golden eyes trembled as lost memories flooded back like a tide.

Suddenly, he knelt down on one knee and covered his head, which was throbbing with pain.

Those severed memories, distorted emotions, and truths tear at my mind.

The final image is of Su Xiyue biting his arm during childbirth, her pale face frozen in time.

"I get it now?"

Su Xiyue lay on the pile of straw, looking at him with a complicated and weak expression, "What you're clinging to has always been the illusion of your childhood."

She gently stroked the two dragon eggs, "After the babies hatch, you can take them back to the dragon clan."

Although she was reluctant to let go, she could never forget the hurt she had suffered.

"Moon, I'm sorry."

Xuan Yuanming suddenly grabbed her wrist, his eyes bloodshot. "I was blinded by my obsession before, and I didn't understand what love was at all. But after losing my memory, I realized that the person I love is you, not her."

His voice grew hoarseer and hoarse. "I'm telling the truth. If you're still not satisfied, you can take my soul too. Take it however you want, okay?"