Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 909
Lin Xian'er's eyes lit up for a moment, but soon dimmed again, and she said in a low voice, sadly: "The prince is merciless to me, this good voice is fine."

Seeing Lin Xianer's changes, Xinmeng squinted her eyes, did not expose it, but pulled out an arm, gently brushed the messy hair on Lin Xianer's face behind her ears, took the handkerchief and lightly Gently wiped the tears from her face.

"The prince is just confused for a while, he will eventually see your kindness, you..." Xinmeng stopped and looked at Lin Xian'er seriously.

"Don't look, it's so ugly!" Lin Xian'er quickly covered her face with her hands.This face, which she was most proud of, was completely changed, and she couldn't see the beauty of the past.

Her eyes flickered, Xin Meng gently pulled Lin Xian'er's hand, and said: "When a man looks at a woman, the first thing he looks at is this face. If you hide it, he won't see your beauty. How can I be attracted to you?"

Lin Xian'er stared at Xinmeng in a daze, seeing that Xinmeng looked serious and concerned, she didn't seem to be trying to provoke her with irony: "It's so ugly, the prince will only despise me even more if he sees it, how could he be attracted to me? "

"You can't give up on yourself, you must get better as soon as possible, restore your beauty, and regain the prince's favor for you, come on!" Xin Meng lightly clenched her fist and encouraged Lin Xian'er.

Hearing this, Lin Xian'er lowered her head thoughtfully, and after a while, raised her head to look at Xinmeng again: "Can you help me?"

"How does Xian'er want me to help?" Xin Meng squinted her eyes, staring at Lin Xian'er without blinking.

Perhaps it was because Xinmeng's eyes were too sharp, Lin Xianer's heart trembled, she subconsciously turned her eyes away to avoid her gaze, but soon realized that it was a sign of guilty conscience, and turned back, showing a soft and weak look. , looking overwhelmed.

"I want your help to make things difficult for you, or forget it..."

Xinmeng raised her eyebrows: "Before Xian'er asks me for help, are you sure that I will refuse?"

"No, it's not." Lin Xian'er shook her head in fear, "I'm just worried... the Eighth Prince won't let you help me."

"Why do I need his consent to do things, he is not someone to me. Even if he is the prince, he has no right to meddle in my affairs." Xinmeng replied without thinking.

Hearing this, Lin Xian'er showed surprise on her face, and after a while she asked tentatively, "Xinmeng, I heard that you lost your memory, and thought someone deliberately spread rumors, so could it be that the memory loss is true?"

If it wasn't true that she had lost her memory, how could Xinmeng say such words without hesitation to disregard her relationship with the Eighth Prince.

So she already knew it!
Xinmeng nodded and admitted, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "I'm fine, the amnesia is only temporary. My uncle is a ghost doctor with excellent medical skills. He must have a way to cure my amnesia. Xian'er don't worry about me."

When Xinmeng looked over, Lin Xian'er lowered her eyes quickly, and instantly retracted the gleam in her eyes, stretched out her hand and gently grabbed Xinmeng's catkin, with an expression of incomparable heartache on her face.

"How did such a thing happen to you? I have heard people say that this amnesia is easy to cure but not easy to cure. Some people get amnesia, but it will be better in a few days or months There are also some people who suddenly remembered it after several years or even more than ten years. Others... all their lives..." Lin Xian'er stopped talking, and quickly glanced at Xinmeng, showing an unbearable expression on her face. color.

"I can't be in a hurry, the most urgent thing is to solve your plight, Xian'er."

(End of this chapter)