Chapter 1085

Jiang Mi was forced to stay in the palace in northern Yunnan.

Ever since Zhou Heng showed her the DNA test report, she doubted her life every day.

There was no memory of Jiang Mi in her mind, it was all Shangguan Zhu's.

If she was Jiang Mi, what happened to Zhou Heng before?

She could tell that Zhou Heng loved and hated her.

Although he said harsh words before leaving that day, saying that he would no longer be a monk, he has not forcibly touched her these days.

After more than half a month like this, Jiang Mi wanted to remember some past memories every day, but every time her head hurt badly, she still couldn't remember anything.

This night, it was the night of the full moon, and when Jiang Mi thought about it again, her headache was splitting, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind.

【Zhou Heng is your bloody enemy, only by killing him can you be freed! 】

This voice kept lingering in my mind like a magic voice.

Jiang Mi's headache was so severe that the veins on her forehead stood out.

"what--"

Holding her head in her hands, she rolled off the bed and onto the floor.

Zhou Heng has been a little busy recently, so he came to see Jiang Mi when he was free tonight, and when he arrived at the gate of the palace where she lived, he heard her heart-piercing screams.

Zhou Heng hurriedly opened the door and strode in.

Seeing Jiang Mi rolling on the ground, his face changed drastically.

He walked up to her quickly and picked her up from the ground.

"Jiang Mi, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Mi raised her head to look at the man who was holding him, with a cold silhouette and handsome features, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhou Heng?

The magic voice in her mind kept urging her, only by killing Zhou Heng could she be freed.

Jiang Mi's eye sockets were full of scarlet, and a cold murderous look flashed across her eyes.

Zhou Heng put Jiang Mi on the bed, he noticed something was wrong with her, and was about to say something when he suddenly felt a pain in his head.

Jiang Mi grabbed the ashtray on the bedside table and knocked it hard on his head.

Obviously he could avoid it, but he didn't.

Warm, scarlet liquid dripped from the top of his head and slid onto his rough and handsome face.

Seeing such scarlet, Jiang Mi's sanity seemed to wake up a bit.

Her pupils constricted, she pushed Zhou Heng away forcefully, and ran out with a pale complexion.

Seeing Jiang Mi running out, the butler went into the room to take a look, and was shocked when he saw the injured Zhou Heng.

"Someone, catch Jiang Mi!"

Jiang Mi panicked and wanted to run away, but she was caught by several tall men in black before she ran very far.

The butler looked at Jiang Mi angrily, "How dare you hurt the Northern King, you have taken the courage to put her in the dungeon!"

Jiang Mi was about to be escorted away by the men in black when a deep and cold voice came, "Let her go."

The butler looked at Zhou Heng who came out, with panic in his eyes, "Bei Wang, she is a disaster if she stays by your side..."

Zhou Heng ignored the housekeeper, walked up to Jiang Mi, stretched out his long arms, and hugged her horizontally.

Jiang Mi looked at the man who held her in his arms, the blood on his forehead dripped down and hit her face.

Her heart constricted uncontrollably.

The long eyelashes trembled violently.

"I... injured you, you should lock me up."

Zhou Heng looked at Jiang Mi with a gloomy and complicated expression, "Tell me, why did you suddenly hit me with an ashtray?"

Jiang Mi frowned, she didn't hide from Zhou Heng.

"Suddenly there was a voice in my mind, saying that you are my enemy, let me kill you to be free!"

When Zhou Heng heard this, his face changed drastically.