The man's pale face tilted slightly. If he wasn't floating directly above him, he would actually be quite cute.
But now Luo Liyan feels as if he is a delicious ration, and he is thinking about where to eat it.
"You are her." Yi Zehao said with certainty.
With that sincere Wu Tong, no one can doubt the authenticity of his words.
Especially Luo Liyan is even more powerful.
She had always kept a secret, but now that she was disturbed by these words, she began to wonder if the thousand-year-old rice dumpling in front of her was a romantic debt owed by her own world.
No, my men are all the same.
That should be when he returned to this physical body and restored the memory of a certain world.
Although this reason can be explained, there is no way to give a definite answer.
It's not easy for Luo Liyan to ask directly, that would be tantamount to indirectly admitting that he has memories from other worlds, and that the Rebirth Club is like a dog, so he will definitely judge him to have failed in this mission.
"That... Your Majesty..." Luo Liyan twitched the corners of her mouth, trying her best to ignore the fear in her heart, and smiled flatteringly.
"Yi Zehao." The man frowned slightly with a stiff expression, and emphasized again.
"Is it possible that you have misunderstood someone? I don't even have the slightest impression of you." Luo Liyan raised her hand and made a small gesture.
Yi Zehao's slender and dense eyelashes trembled, and then the corners of his mouth turned up.
Some white teeth were slightly exposed, looking gloomy under the moonlight.
If the fine hairs can be blown up, Luo Liyan feels that she should have blown up by now.
"No, Yanyan, I can't be mistaken. Your soul is still the familiar aroma, and it's the only one that makes me want to eat it, but I'm reluctant to eat it." Yi Zehao stretched out his hand, with his index finger slightly bent, Raised her jaw.
Like stroking a kitten, gently teasing.
Luo Liyan's scalp went numb for a while, and she felt that she couldn't understand what he said at all.
"Aren't you a thousand-year-old zongzi? Shouldn't zongzi eat meat?" She asked tremblingly.
If the self who was a thousand years ago was also called Luo Liyan, and he confirmed his identity through the smell of his soul, it means that the Empress Duanrong who was a thousand years ago should really be himself.
And whether it was in the tomb, seeing the funerary objects next to the coffin, or the things that appeared on my table in the past three days, they were all in line with my own preferences.
"Zongzi, what is that?" Yi Zehao was a little puzzled.
"It's like this kind of creature that has been lying in a coffin for thousands of years. It was already dead, but it came back to life in the end, but it's not a human being." Luo Liyan said earnestly, "But don't let the third person know your identity. , or you will definitely find a celestial master to catch you."
"No one can threaten me except you." Although Yi Zehao was satisfied that Luo Liyan cared about and worried about his appearance, he didn't want her to underestimate his ability.
But when Luo Liyan heard what he said, she just smiled faintly, obviously it was just because he had been lying in the cemetery for a long time, or the emperor had been sitting for a long time, and he was too used to the posture of such a superior.
But there is a great possibility that he is his own man, so Luo Liyan will not let him die.
Although there is no mission to conquer him in this world.
"The Celestial Masters are actually very powerful. You used to be the emperor, so you only thought they were great dancers, but if you became a zongzi, then if they hit you with any spell or magic weapon, you would be seriously injured. "Luo Liyan felt that she suddenly had the feeling of raising a cub.