526 Ximai--

Life flies, and it's the Mid-Autumn Festival in an instant.

Now Luo Wen'er's memory of the palace can only be a little brighter than the festival.

On this day, Qian Yumo was not in the palace as usual.

When she arranged for the little maid to work, Nie Ziyan came.

Since the injury, Luo Wen'er has seen her for the first time, but she doesn't understand that Qian Yumo went to Yong'an Palace? Why are you not around?

Slowly stepped into the palace gate, looked at it peacefully as if it had been a long separation, and nodded from time to time: "Luo Shangyi is really capable, and Bichi Palace is very good at taking care of it."

Luo Wener didn't know how to reply, but smiled faintly.

Enter the Huizhu Hall, screen the people from the palace, and continue to take a good looked.

He brushed the red sandalwood scroll and sighed: "In those years, Amo was here to review the memorial. I always said I wanted to accompany him, but I fell asleep with him. When I woke up, I was already hugged by him**..."

Luo Wener listened with her eyes down, and her face fluctuated without any fluctuation.

"This silver flat flower and bird screen, I only said that I like this phrot, but I didn't expect that he still held it. You know how much he likes the new and hates the old..."

Luo Wen'er still didn't move.

"And this bed..." Nie Ziyan suddenly blushed and his eyes flashed: "I still remember the night we got married. At that time, it was still in a small wooden house. He is very gentle and afraid of hurting me..."

Luo Wen'er's eyebrows trembled quietly. Suddenly, she heard her call herself. She unconsciously raised her eyes and saw her face full of concern: "I heard that you... Alas, in fact, women are very sad. It's good for you to be like this..."

What do you mean? Do you want to mention the fact that there is no redness?

However, Nie Ziyan didn't go on, but suddenly said excitedly, "I heard that you can beautify and make people beautiful. Can you..."

She touched half of the silver mask and said with some embarrassment, "You know, the female guard pleases her face. Every time he... I dare not take this thing off..."

What is "self-pleaser"? What is omitted after "every"?

Luo Wener only felt that there was wind passing through her heart, which instantly turned her heart into a cold plain.

At this moment, there was a sound of peace outside the door. She couldn't help looking over, but she heard Nie Ziyan exclaim and fall to the ground. She covered her stomach with her hands, bit her lips, and her face changed color.

And Qian Yumo also entered the door at this moment. Seeing this scene, his face changed greatly. He hurriedly lost the lotus in his hand and helped Nie Ziyan up.

Nie Ziyan curled up in pain and huddled in his arms like a cat.

"Purple smoke, purple smoke... pass on to the royal doctor!"

Nie Ziyan smiled weakly: "I'm fine, don't worry..."

But Qian Yumo's face obviously added a layer of worry after hearing this sentence, and he glanced at Luo Wener quickly...

Luo Wener received this cold stroke... Indeed, only the two of them in the hall, Nie Ziyan "falled" and had an inextricable relationship with her. At this moment, Nie Ziyan said with difficulty: "I just asked my sister about beauty, because I want to invite my sister..."

He stroked the mask and said urgently, "It has nothing to do with my sister, it's me..."

Isn't it "not self-trick"?

Luo Wener suddenly wanted to laugh. She didn't look at the dependence over there. She only looked at the lotus with water beads and the thousands of ink-soaked robe, and then hung down.

The Jingyue Lake in autumn is already very cool.

She still went to ask for a royal doctor. In this time, she heard Qian Yumo say extremely gently, "If you want to wait in the palace, why did you come here?"

"You said you wanted to pick lotus flowers for me, but you didn't allow me to follow. I'm bored alone, so I just want to come and see where you have been for so many years..."

The words are getting lower and lower, and I can't hear them clearly. Occasionally, I can hear Nie Ziyan laughing, like a small mosquito beating her heart with wings.

The royal doctor came and put his hand on the slender wrist covering Ropa. His eyebrows trembled and his fingers moved slightly, as if there was something uncertain. He put it on again.

After a while, she knelt on the ground: "Congratulations to the king, Hexi, the dream concubine is happy!"

What?

A huge thunder exploded in someone's heart.

Luo Wener looked up, and it was Qian Yumo's eyes.

What, is it unbelievable that what is written in those eyes?

"What's going on? Can you see it clearly?

"I can see it clearly. It's the happy pulse, the happy pulse! Congratulations to Wang Shang, congratulations to the Dream Concubine..."

Four times is already a series of joy, but the parties are still standing still.

The imperial doctor maintained a kneeling posture, and his heart was strange and inexplicable... Obviously, it was a great thing. For Wang Shang, it was once in a hundred years, but why did Wang Shang not look happy? Is it that you are so happy that you don't know what to do?

Qian Yumo looked at Luo Wener and looked at Mengfei again. His body shook almost unprehensiblely: "How could it be like this? How could it be like this? I'm clear..."

"Amo..." Nie Ziyan got up slightly from the lotus couch, with the joy of being a mother on her face, and a little shyness of first understanding people: "You forgot, the night of the Dragon Boat Festival..."

Dragon Boat Festival? What happened to the Dragon Boat Festival?

Qian Yumo tried to recall.

"You drank too much, and then..." She lowered her head and said, "You said, you remember that we got married that day. You hugged me and said that you would go to Zixiang Garden to see the wisteria on this day every year, saying that you have been thinking about me, and then... you are still very careful for fear of touching my injury..."

"Enough!"

Qian Yumo shouted angrily, which scared Nie Ziyan.

She raised her head with tears in her eyes.

But Qian Yumo didn't look at her, but quickly grabbed the figure who was about to grab the door: "Cloud, I didn't, I didn't..."

Luo Wener didn't know where such a strong force came from. She threw him away and ran away like flying.

Qian Yumo held the door frame and covered his forehead... How could this happen? How could this happen?

That night...that night...

How could it be...

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"What is this going to do?"

In the Lingyun Pavilion, Qian Yumo saw the sudden appearance of the big box that she had never left, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"I'm leaving."

What?

Qian Yumo stepped forward: "I won't let you go!"

Luo Wener easily avoided: "Give me the token to leave the palace."

Qian Yumo looked at her hatefully and suddenly punched her on the table: "Don't go!"

Luo Wener looked at him with some fun. That look made him panic. He tried to take a step closer: "Yun, I don't... I don't remember. I don't remember anything."

"This is really a good reason, but whatever happens, you can use the sentence 'I don't remember', so everything goes well..."

"Why don't you believe me?"

How can I trust you?

It is inevitable that you get along with the dream concubine day and night, not to mention that you have been treating her...

Wine is really a good thing!

Some things have already been expected, but you have to wait until the facts are in front of you to wake up like a dream. Luo Wener, you are really deceiving yourself!

"Cloud, you clearly said that you want to be with me forever..."

"I forgot too!"

Qian Yumo suddenly became angry, rushed to hug her and kissed her desperately: "I said I didn't. I really forgot. Why don't you believe me?"

What "no"? What "forget"? Do you know what you are talking about?

But she stopped talking and just struggled.

The two were fighting, and Hu Lun's voice sounded outside the door: "Mengfei is not feeling well. Please come over..."

The sound in the room suddenly stopped.

Hu Lun knew that Luo Wen'er was just a flash in the pan, and the master really spoiled Mengfei. Well, the children have all of them.

Alas, the master finally has a future...

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Luo Wener easily broke away from him.

"Forget to congratulate the king..." As soon as he said, the next sentence was sour: "Anyway, this is a good thing..."

Good thing? Is this a good thing?

Qian Yumo wanted to laugh, but saw her turn around and look out of the window. Her voice was as low as if to say to herself, "Actually, Wang Shang is too worried. The maidservant has nothing to complain about. Now the ending is just the retribution of stepping on two boats..."

Her body shook suddenly, and her gorgeous and elegant eyes were thrown over, locking her in an instant, and the corners of her lips were tight, like a straight line.

I don't know how long the stalemate has been, but Hu Lun's urging came from outside the door again.

Qian Yumo squeaked his fist, stared at her again, and brushed his sleeves away.

When walking out of the door, Luo Wener listened to his cool voice and said, "Be optimistic about Luo Shangyi. If there is any accident, you are the only one who asks!"

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Imprisoned?

Luo Wen'er looked at the empty room.

Once, she was willingly imprisoned here, but now...

It's not that she can't escape, but without Qian Yumo's token, she can only die. He will chase her and find her, making her restless, but stay here...

Out of the window, the fragrance of osmanthus floated, but every trace of fragrance was like a rope, tightly wrapped around her, binding her, and suffocating her.