Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 807 The Antidote
Hearing this, Wen Yanya's eyes became even darker, as if he was not satisfied with the answer.

"If I don't restore my memory, and I'm not the same as before, will you just like the old me?"

Wen Yanya's words were warm and cool, but there was a slight hint of tension and sour vinegar that he hadn't noticed.

"I never said such a thing."

Seeing this, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help but burst out laughing, then hugged Wen Yanya, raised his eyebrows slightly, "I like you, not others."

Afterwards, hearing Yan Wen Yanya's face brightened a little.

After Wen Yanya came back to his senses, he realized that he was too nervous, but afterwards, he felt helpless in his heart.

It seemed that as soon as the woman in front of him appeared, he had nowhere to put his originally indifferent mood in his heart.

"Better so."

Then, Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge meaningfully, and then unconsciously loosened his grip.

Just now, he also felt his reluctance.

Now, Wen Yanya has forgotten everything, but he only understands that even if he loses his memory, the woman in his arms is still the one he can't let go of.

"Yaya, why do you lose your memory, and the smell of vinegar doesn't decrease by half?"

Then, Fu Zhaoge joked on purpose, looking at Wen Yanya with phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and then curled his lips.

When Wen Yanya heard the words, his black eyes, which were as thick as ink, deepened even more, and then his cool and mellow voice was still pleasant to the ear, "It seems that there are definitely a lot of love debts from your Majesty, otherwise why the truth?" Will frequently get jealous for His Majesty."

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help raising his eyebrows, only then did he realize that he had been tricked by himself.

"Master Xiang is so strict. If the peach buds haven't grown, I'm afraid there will be nothing left."

Fu Zhaoge then chuckled, a gleam flashed across her phoenix eyes.

Seeing this, Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge, and then said nothing, but smiled helplessly.

The days of Fenghan Guan were leisurely, but, during this period of time, Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya were in Fenghan Guan all day long, without the love of others, but somewhere they unconsciously acted.

Early in the morning, Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya heard a Taoist priest frowning and talking about something.

Seeing this, Wen Yanya and Fu Zhaoge naturally noticed the strangeness afterwards, and it took a while before they knew the whole story.

It turned out that there was a woman in a black robe outside, with a mask on her face, who seemed to be disrupting the situation.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest who assisted in management saw it, and refused to let the woman in no matter what.

But when Fu Zhaoge heard the words, a deep look flashed in his eyes, he seemed to understand something, raised his eyes to the little Taoist priest and said, "I know that person, she is my subordinate, let her in."

"This……"

Afterwards, the little Taoist priest didn't know what to do when he heard the words, but then he saw Wen Yanya's deep and cool eyes slowly turning over, so he nodded, "Okay then."

There is nothing wrong with it, so there is really no need to take it too seriously.

Then, the little Taoist took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and walked towards Fenghan Temple.

Not long after, Fu Zhaoge saw Rao Cun being led over by the little Taoist priest.

Seeing this, Fu Zhaoge was not surprised.

"How did you come?"

Fu Zhaoge then asked methodically, with her phoenix eyes drooping, unable to see any emotion clearly.

"Master, I have made the antidote."

(End of this chapter)