The next moment, Ye Hirai only felt a sharp pain in her brain, and large chunks of memory surged in like a tidal wave.,Footsteps grew closer. Ye Hian's beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings sharply, grabbing a hairpin that lay abandoned on the side.,Ye Hisui returned to the ghost temple and skillfully loaded the two burly men onto a carriage, then drove the carriage towards the Ye manor according to memory.。