Leng Qisu was slightly startled, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Do you know who this woman is?"
who is it
Linglong's face was frozen, as if she didn't understand what he meant, so she looked at him in confusion, waiting for him to continue.
Leng Qisu pursed his lips, looked back at the person on the bed, and said, "She is Mo Shuang!"
"Mo Shuang?" Linglong's eyes widened in shock, almost suspecting that she had heard wrongly. She was stunned for a while, then came to her senses and walked quickly to the bed.
The woman on the bed was in a prone position, with her little face facing inward and resting on her arm, motionless, as if she had fallen asleep.
Linglong leaned forward slightly and looked at the woman's face. She was stunned in shock.
"How is that possible?" She covered her mouth with her hand, suppressing an exclamation and looking back at Leng Qisu, "It's really her!"
Leng Qisu smiled but said nothing.
Linglong couldn't recover for a while, "Since it's Mo Zhaoyi, why didn't she tell her identity in Meiyuan? If she knew it was her, maybe all these disputes wouldn't have happened."
"She has lost her memory!"
"Amnesia?" Linglong was stunned and shocked again.
"Yeah!" Leng Qisu nodded and sighed softly, "She has forgotten who she is, everyone and everything."
"How could this happen?" Linglong shook her head slightly, feeling unbelievable, and finally sighed.
After a long silence, she suddenly remembered something and looked at Leng Qisu eagerly, "Since Mo Zhaoyi is alive, what about my brother? How is my brother?"
"There is no news about Feng Xiaochen." Leng Qisu said calmly, paused, and then asked, "Is there anything else that Linglong has to do?"
Linglong was startled for a moment, and then her face turned pale. She understood what the man meant, and then she smiled softly and said, "No more, I leave!"
The smile on his face was bitter and gloomy. I don't know whether it was because he was disappointed when he heard the news that Feng Xiaochen was no longer there, or because he was sad because of Leng Qisu's attitude. It was bleak as never before.
Leng Qisu quietly looked at her silently leaving figure, frowning slightly, and suddenly, he quickly chased her out.
The sun was setting outside, and the fiery red sunset filled the sky, shining like blood on the unmelted snow.
Linglong looked up at the distant sky and felt desolate, the desolation of "the sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk."
Lowering her eyes, smiling bitterly, she walked away.
Suddenly, a soft call came from behind, "Linglong!"
The voice was low and sweet, just like the man had called her countless times.
She paused in her steps, turned back in surprise, and looked at the figure standing at the entrance of Longyin Palace, dressed in bright yellow and with jade trees in the wind.
"Linglong is the head of the Sixth Palace. She will definitely not let anything hurt Mo Shuang happen again, right?"
Linglong's breath froze, her expression changed slightly, and she said nothing.
"In addition, Mo Shuang has lost her memory now. It is God's will that she can remember the past things. If she can't remember, it is not a blessing. I don't want to see anyone instilling some memories of the past into her, no matter it is Facts, fabrications, and fabrications are not allowed. Otherwise, I will not be lenient!"
Leng Qisu's tone was very calm, but the awe in his words was shocking.
So that’s what I wanted to say!
You really thought a lot about that woman!
Linglong swayed and chuckled, her lips trembling, a lot of resentment in her heart seemed to burst out, but it finally turned into a sentence, "I know!"
"Yes!" Leng Qisu nodded lightly, turned around and walked into the hall again, leaving her standing there alone, smiling bitterly to herself.
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Inner Temple
On the bed, Zizhuo slowly opened her eyes and thought to herself, fortunately, it was easier to pretend to sleep since she was lying on her side.
Just when she was about to turn around and see what was going on outside, she heard footsteps walking towards the bed again. She was stunned and quickly closed her eyes again.
A low chuckle came from above the head, "There is no one else, why are you still pretending?"
It's Lengqisu.
Zizhuo was embarrassed for a while, but he had to open his eyes, and he suddenly ran into a pair of deep dark pupils, so close!
Feeling panicked, she hurriedly looked away, but her face instantly turned red.
"How can you pretend?" she muttered.
The smile on Leng Qisu's lips grew a little thicker, but he remained silent.
Suddenly, his palms felt cold, and he put something in her hands.
She looked at the golden thing in astonishment and raised her eyes, "What is it?"
"My token! You can go wherever you want with it, no one will stop you, and no one dares to bully you!"
Zizhuo's heart was shocked.
Token! This emperor's token!
She really needs this!
Thinking about it, he treated her really well.
Thinking of this, she suddenly got up from the bed.
Leng Qisu's expression changed when he saw this, and he quickly stretched out his hand to support her, "It's just a token, you don't have to be so excited, right?"
Zizhuo ignored him and found the most comfortable position to sit, then faced him seriously.
Leng Qisu raised his eyebrows, not knowing why, so he looked at her leisurely, his eyes sparkling like stars.
"Your Majesty, did you banish Yun Zhaoyi to the cold palace? And cut off the hands of the guards?"
Leng Qisu's face condensed slightly, but he soon returned to normal, "Yes! I will never let go of anyone who has hurt you!"
His tone was extremely cold and firm, which made Zizhuo's heart tremble. She even saw the cold glint in his eyes.
Although she was really aggrieved and indignant about the cane incident, this man's behavior was too cruel, especially the guards who were just following orders.
"emperor….."
Seeing her face turn pale, Leng Qisu's eyes immediately softened, he gently held her cold hand and smiled slightly, "Shuang'er, you don't have to worry about these things! Just take care of your injuries and you'll be fine."
Zizhuo wanted to say something else, but finally felt powerless, so he said nothing and suddenly remembered another thing.
"Have you ever jumped off a cliff for me?"
Leng Qisu's smile froze. He didn't expect that she would ask this. After a moment of silence, he slowly raised the corners of his lips without commenting.
"Why?"
Zizhuo stared at him tightly, hoping to see the answer in his eyes.
Doesn’t he love the Concubine Ying the most
The woman he called Linglong.
Linglong is her nickname, right? Or a nickname between two people.
In this case, why would he jump off a cliff for her
How many women does he have in his heart
She couldn't describe what she felt in her heart. It was strange that she had not recovered Mo Shuang's memory, but for some reason, thinking of this, she felt infinite sorrow and even a little bit of pain in her heart.
"No reason!" Leng Qisu stretched out his hand, pulled her into his arms, put his chin on the top of her hair, and said softly, "Because of consciousness, it is you who live, I live, and you die, I will follow!"
Zizhuo was shocked, raised her head from his arms, and looked at him in astonishment.
"What about Concubine Shadow?"
It was rumored that Concubine Ying was his favorite, so what kind of existence did that woman have in his heart
This time it was Leng Qisu's turn to be stunned. After being stunned, he had to sigh that Zizhuo was indeed Zizhuo. No matter how bitter Mo Shuang felt, she had never asked him so straightforwardly.
He liked that she asked, though.
With a low smile, his long fingers brushed her face, "Are you jealous?"
"Where is it?"
Zizhuo tilted her head and avoided his hand.
How could she be jealous
Even though she was Mo Shuang, that was before, and now it was only the second time they met, and they could only spend a few hours together.
How could she be jealous
Leng Qisu's hand fell free, but he was not annoyed. The smile on his lips became a little thicker, "If you don't tell the truth, I won't tell you!"
Zizhuo was furious for a moment.
"If you don't tell, don't tell. I don't want to know yet!" She curled her lips, turned her head, and ignored the man in front of her.
Leng Qisu finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, reached out to hold her face, and gently turned her to face him, with bright black eyes, "Ying Guifei is a kindness to me, and you are a love to me. This The two are different, do you understand?"
Zizhuo was shocked.
kindness? Affection
Different.
so complicated!
In a daze, she felt a hot flash on her face. When she came back to her senses, she saw the man's enlarged handsome face. She was startled, thinking that he was going to kiss him again. She was about to avoid it, but the man only made a passing impression. He kissed the corner of her lips and quickly let go.
Then, he put her head on his shoulder and sighed.
This time, Zizhuo didn't resist, so she leaned on his shoulder obediently, but her heart was in chaos like never before.
She is in love with him.
He could actually live for her and die for her.
So what kind of relationship was there between them
Just now, Concubine Ying mentioned a man’s name, Feng Xiaochen!
It seems that this man also has something to do with him.
What kind of story has she experienced in the past
If memory is restored, is it good or bad
After all, Chu Xunmo was the only one in her heart now, and she only came here to help him get the beads.
Oh, what a mess!
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Zizhuo woke up again and found that it was already night.
In Longyin Palace, all the palace lanterns are lit up, the lights are bright, the incense is lingering in the incense burner, the charcoal fire in the furnace is also burning brightly, and the sound of peeling charcoal is heard from time to time.
There was no one in the hall.
She struggled to get up from the bed, and just as she was about to get out of bed, she saw Leng Qisu walking in.
"What are you doing?" Seeing her like this, he walked over quickly and held her down.
Zizhuo noticed that at this time, he had changed out of his dragon robe and was wearing a pure white gown. He was spotless, his black hair was hanging lightly, and his body was exuding the fragrance of just after bathing. He was less cold and more elegant. .
Her mind wandered.
"I...I'm going back to Feiyan Palace."
"No need!" Leng Qisufu moved her legs back to the bed, "From now on, you will live in Longyin Palace!"
Zizhuo was shocked.
live here? Living in the emperor's palace for a long time
"What about the Emperor?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt that it was unnecessary. He would not live in another palace.
Sure enough, a touching smile suddenly appeared on his thin lips, "Of course I will sleep on the same bed with you!"
ah! Sharing the same bed
Zizhuo was ashamed and annoyed. Didn't he say he wouldn't force her? Why is it like this now
"Why?"
She raised her face and asked him.
"Why?" Leng Qisu thought for a while and then said: "Because you said you wanted to get your memory back. If you don't stay with me, how can you find it?"
In fact, what he wanted to say was that he was afraid that as soon as she left his sight, this woman would bruise him all over again.
Seeing her biting her lip and looking bitter, he smiled softly and said, "What? Are you afraid that I will eat you? Don't worry, Jun Wuxi said that he will never do anything to force you. "
Zizhuo was helpless.
In the end, this man kept his promise. Although he shared the same bed, he did not share the quilt.
Unknowingly, a few days passed, and although the relationship between the two was a bit subtle, it was still harmonious.
Under Leng Qisu's careful care, Zizhuo's injury healed very quickly.
When Leng Qisu went to court or went out on official business, she would wander around the palace. Because her affairs were already known to the whole palace, and she held a token in her hand, she was greeted with respectful responses wherever she went.
But, where will the bead be placed
(End of chapter)