Only you: King's crazy concubine

Xuanyuan Zimo looked unidentified and couldn't see what he was thinking. The only thing he knew was that he was in a bad mood now.

"Ling ye, take someone to destroy King Feng's house." the voice was full of coldness and showed an undisguised killing intention.

Xuanyuan Yi frowned. "Don't be impulsive, uncle Huang. Even killing Xuanyuan Maple won't help, but it will be criticized."

"Is the king afraid?" Xuanyuan Zimo coldly recalled the corners of his mouth.

Mo Mei sneered, "the dark night palace and the phantom Palace are afraid that they can't turn against a mere Maple palace? Even the Xuanyuan Dynasty turned against it."

"Sister Mei, pay attention to your words." bamboo son whispered. It's good to keep such treacherous words in mind.

Suddenly there was a sound of opening the door behind him. Xuanyuan Zimo's body stiffened and the cold air dissipated in an instant. He was afraid to turn around for the first time. He was afraid to see Yan'er's strange eyes, as if he was just an irrelevant stranger.

Xuanyuan Yi looked happily behind him, "Aunt Huang, you're awake."

Forgetting Mo's eyes stayed on the figure who dared not look back. I don't know why, his eyes were a little sour, "Xuanyuan Zimo?"

Xuanyuan Zimo's hand hidden under his sleeve trembled slightly. He couldn't help turning around. He hugged Gu Qingyan and put his chin on her shoulder. The familiar soft smell filled his nose, slightly closed his eyes and covered his wet eyes.

"Yan'er."

The whisper in her ear was full of deep thoughts. She forgot that Mo subconsciously wanted to push away his hand. She hesitated for a while and hung on her side. Even if his strength hooped her a little uncomfortable, her fingers curled up, her eyes drooped slightly, and a strange feeling passed through the bottom of her heart.

Zhu'er's eyes turned red when he looked at this scene. What happened to the Lord and miss? Why did God tease them.

"OK." forgetting Mo whispered. In fact, she was a little greedy for this warm embrace, but glancing at these people present, she always felt like a monkey for people to watch.

Forgetting that Mo didn't push Xuanyuan Zimo away, he was very happy. Now when he heard her words, he obediently released his hand, but he also took her hand. Seeing that she didn't struggle, the corners of her mouth raised, like a successful child.

Forgetting Mo saw his smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes bent inexplicably and passed in a flash. When he turned to face the crowd, his expression became cold, and the words "strangers should not be near" were written all over his body.

"Miss, do you remember me? I'm zhu'er." zhu'er's eyes were swollen like walnuts and looked at forgetting foam.

Xuanyuan Zimo kept in front of forgetting Mo without trace. Bai Feng said Yan'er couldn't be stimulated and said faintly, "wait until your eyes are swollen."

Zhu'er hit with a knowing blow, "..." ( ́︿•̀｡)。

Forgetting Mo couldn't help laughing, "I really can't see who it is."

After saying that, they found that they looked at themselves motionless, gathered a smile on their face, and stood behind Xuanyuan Zimo with their heads down.

Xiao Chen in the space covered her mouth and smiled secretly. Sure enough, she was still with her brother, and her sister would have a smile.

When zhu'er heard this, she didn't know whether to be happy or cry. She finally smiled. Unlike her cold face when she first met amnesia, she really forgot herself.

"Do you feel familiar here?"

Forgetting Mo blinked, "you ask me?"

"You are Gu Qingyan." Bai Feng nodded.

Forgetting Mo frowned slightly, "I always feel that I have seen you, but I can't remember who you are. As long as I think about it, my head will hurt."

"Then don't want to, don't remember, start over." Xuanyuan Zimo's eyes stopped on her, and his voice was low and soft.

Forgetting Mo was absent-minded for a moment and murmured, "but I think I have forgotten the most important people and memories."

"It doesn't matter, I" I can accompany you to do what you've done before again. The latter sentence didn't say after all. Xuanyuan Zimo knows it's not time to say this now.

If you say export, it will backfire.

"Qingyan feels familiar here, because we have known each other before, and there is still our shadow in your subconscious mind."

Forgetting Mo looked at him with a serious look, "how can I recover my memory?"

She believes in her intuition and feels very safe in the face of Xuanyuan Zimo.

When she was with xuanyuanfeng, she always wanted to send him away and didn't want to see him.

"Xuanyuan Maple should have an antidote." Bai Feng glanced at Xuanyuan Zimo.

"When he brought me to the capital, he talked to a woman in strange clothes," forgetting Mo frowned. "During the conversation, the woman always turned her head to look at me."

"You mean the antidote may be on that woman?"

"She may have made the poison that caused my memory loss."

Xuanyuan Zi Mo said coldly, "Lingye, check."

"Wait a minute," forgot Mo to call Ling ye, "I'll draw down her appearance. You may get the news faster by checking her strange clothes first."

"Yes, princess." Ling Ye hugged her fist.

Forgetting Mo didn't speak. After receiving this sentence, the princess was strangely calm, as if it should be.

"There are pen, ink, paper and inkstone in it." Xuanyuan Zimo led forgetful foam to the house and glanced at Xuanyuan Yi who wanted to keep up with him with a warning in his eyes.

Xuanyuan Yishan took back his feet and said, "Uncle Huang's damn possessiveness is back. Now he can't even get into his ink Pavilion."

When he was injured, his ink Pavilion didn't go in and out casually.

"You haven't been in." Bai Feng glanced at him and had to die.

Xuanyuan Yi snorted. He didn't want to see Aunt Huang's painting skills.

However, after a while, they saw Xuanyuan Zimo holding a painting in one hand and forgetting foam in the other. The tenderness in his eyes made them tremble. Sure enough, only the princess could enjoy this unique love.

Ling ye took the scroll and saluted Xuanyuan Zimo. After several leaps, he disappeared.

"Aren't you sleepy?" forgot Mo to look at them.

Xuanyuan Yi stretched himself, yawned and said, "sleepy, it's almost midnight."

"Then why don't you go to bed?"

Xuanyuanyi smiled, "Aunt Huang, where are you sleeping... Ah!"

Before he finished, Bai Feng took him off guard. Stupid pig, people ask you if you are sleepy, just to let you know yourself and leave. Now you still ask people where they sleep. Don't you see Zi Mo looking at you.

Mo Mei shook her head and dispersed. Anyway, now the master is back and the future is long.

After they left, forgetting Mo raised his eyes and looked at someone in front of him, blinking innocent and clear eyes, "where do I sleep?"

Xuanyuan Zimo looked away unnaturally, coughed and pointed to the house behind him. He didn't dare to see the face of forgetting mo.

Half a sound didn't hear the sound. Xuanyuan Zimo looked back in doubt. There was a shadow of forgetting foam behind him. Instead, the candles were flickering in the house. He flashed with joy and entered the house.