Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 257
After a pause, Murong Fengyuan decided to be honest: "Actually, later that day, I already had the idea of ​​going out of the palace to find the person who gave me this cloth, but I didn't expect to be stopped by the guards at the gate of the palace." .”

"Stopped?"

"Well, if you want to go out, you must tell Lian Muer first and get her permission."

While speaking, the man smiled lightly, but it was not difficult to see that there was a distinct displeasure in the depths of those pitch-black phoenix eyes that were connected with the night.

"..."

Jun Chuyue raised her brows when she heard the words, and subconsciously said, "Isn't this the same as being under house arrest in disguise? In that case, the little princess is still very wary of you. It seems that she herself is very concerned about the medicine that makes you lose your memory. I'm not very confident..."

Her mind was spinning fast, and it was such a race against time, so she kept talking without waiting for Murong Fengyuan, and deliberated while talking: "So what we can know is that either this medicine came from her own. hand, and the effect of the medicine is indeed unstable, she knows it herself; or...it means she doesn't trust the person who gave her the medicine..."

The girl pondered here, and raised her eyes to meet the man's gaze: "In short, I need a drop of your blood, and take it back to study the antidote."

"Is there any container for it?"

"Have."

Jun Chuyue took out a small bottle the size of a thumb, Murong Fengyuan stood up and took it, pulled a hairpin from her head, and stabbed her fingertips, and the dark red blood dripped into the bottle one after another. Jun Chuyue shouted, "Enough is enough, one drop is enough!"

Only then did he hand the bottle back to her: "If it's not enough, I'll have more."

Jun Chuyue: "..."

Why does this sound so awkward?

She put the lid on and put it away in a funny way, while reaching for the hairpin that he took away: "I know you still have it. I want your blood because the drug toxins will melt into the blood, so it's easy to prescribe the right medicine after the test. You I don't think there's too much blood, and I'm not afraid that people will worry about you...give me back the hairpin."

But Murong Feng Yuan raised his hand to avoid her movement, and then walked behind her: "I'll put the hairpin on for you."

The low and soft voice quietly blew past her ears from behind like a warm current flowing through the girl's heart. Jun Chuyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly, obediently stopped motionless, and let the man Holding her shoulder with one hand, holding the hairpin in the other hand and gently stabbing it into the bun on the back of her head...

"All right?"

Jun Chuyue felt that the hairpin had returned to its original position, but the people behind did not take the next step, so she couldn't help asking strangely.

On the one hand, Murong Fengyuan confirmed his feelings even more at this time——

Sure enough it was her.

After all, apart from her, he has not found this kind of desire to be close, protect, or even possess in others; on the other hand...

The man frowned, feeling that the shoulders held by him were extremely thin, so slender that it made people feel distressed, and he couldn't help but start to think about all the things she had suffered all the way.

I was in a trance for a while, and it wasn't until Jun Chuyue opened his mouth that his thoughts flew back. He suddenly realized that the distance between the two was extremely close, and the girl's body seemed to be embedded in his arms. He coughed lightly as if to cover up.

"cough……"

But in the next second, he was a little annoyed again, and he said that he was going to retreat gracefully, which made him feel guilty, obviously he himself wanted to marry this girl...

Thinking of this, Murong Fengyuan also thought of another question at the same time, that is, regardless of the true or false reasons, he is now a consort of the Xiling Kingdom, in other words, a married man...

Damn!

Rao's temper became much milder after losing his memory, and Murong Fengyuan's mood was unavoidably gloomy at this time, his clear face was like a frozen glacier, cooling down instantly.

At this moment, Jun Chuyue had turned around and faced him face to face. Seeing that the man's expression was a little off, she called out again: "Murong Fengyuan?"

"I'm here."

Murong Fengyuan hurriedly responded, Jun Chuyue's face was reflected in his phoenix pupils, and he realized that although the girl in front of him was mediocre in appearance, her pupils were exceptionally clear, and she looked at him intently at this moment, as if she could speak ...

The man's ears were involuntarily covered with a faint red again.

Of course, this small change was perfectly captured by Jun Chuyue. Resisting the urge to laugh, she waved her hand: "Sit down first, my neck is a little sore looking up at you like this."

When he returned to the stone bench and sat down again as he said, she also regained her composure and continued to relay to Murong Fengyuan what Lian Muqiu had said to her.

For example, Lian Muer's changes before and after, and she didn't know him at all in the past... etc. At the end, she said lightly: "I think this little princess has actually changed, at least she knows you, and she definitely knows you. What kind of bargaining chip is in hand, so that the emperor of the Ming Luo Empire would rather choose to abandon a general like you."

She couldn't help but talk about his past contributions to the Ming Luo Empire.

Murong Fengyuan: "..."

Because he lost his memory, he didn't really feel much about the experience of cooking a rabbit and a dog. It was as if he was listening to someone else's story. Jun Chuyue couldn't help but look at him with that plain expression. After several glances, he finally asked, "You...are you not angry?"

"Why are you angry?" The man asked back, and paused: "Should I be angry? I mean, if I were the old me, would I be angry when I encountered such a thing?"

"Maybe……"

Jun Chuyue herself was a little unsure, but she thought that based on Murong Fengyuan's violent temper in the past, it should be unacceptable.

After hearing her answer, the man's low laughter swayed in the night wind: "It seems that my temper before amnesia was not very good..."

More than bad!
It's like raging fire and thunder, those who can do it will never move their mouths...

Jun Chuyue slandered silently in her heart, then shook her head: "No, it's pretty good."

What she said was not wrong, except for the period when she first married into the General's Mansion, and "that time", he has always been very kind to her, and he can even be said to be extremely gentle...

Murong Fengyuan was a little surprised by the answer he heard from her mouth, but after looking at her expression carefully, he vaguely understood something: "I said I am not angry, one is because I have no impression of the past, and the other is I don't think that's necessary."

While the man was talking, he suddenly reached out and rubbed her head lightly: "Actually, those things are not important, what matters is you. After being stopped at the gate of the palace, I have been thinking about how to get out of the palace. But Lian Mu My son follows me too closely, and the palace walls are too high, even finding a ladder is a problem..."

Palace walls are too high?

Looking for a ladder?
Jun Chuyue suddenly realized the problem in his speech, and hurriedly interrupted: "Wait!"

(End of this chapter)