Only you: King's crazy concubine

But he looked cold and light in his eyes. He moved away indifferently after colliding with her eyes.

Forgetting Mo's heart seems to be pierced by a needle. Even if he knows that he is blaming himself for running around, he is still inexplicably wronged.

In their eyes, she is Gu Qingyan. Even if she is Gu Qingyan, she is just a stranger after amnesia. Every time she faces his gentle doting, her heart becomes more and more heavy and depressed. She always feels that she is a substitute and enjoying the happiness of others.

He thought he didn't want to suffer to recover his memory and protected her well under his wings, but he forgot to ask her for advice.

She lives in a muddle every day, and her mind is blank. For her, everyone in the remnant palace is a stranger. She can't accept their kindness.

This is a good thing for her.

Even if they treat themselves well, she still feels like an outsider.

The man looked at them. His eyes were meaningful and seemed to be clear, "people have been returned safely, so I'll leave first."

"Thank you." Xuanyuan Zimo nodded slightly.

The man shook his head with a smile and then disappeared into the dark night. It's true that love will make people blind. Disabled Wang is intelligent all his life. Why can't he see that Gu Qingyan is extremely insecure now? He's still so cold. Tut Tut, it's a long way to chase his wife.

"Qing Yan, are you all right?" Bai Feng doesn't know why his good friend is suddenly so cold. He was anxious to die just now. Now he has found someone who is thinking about it, but he looks like someone else owes him millions.

Forgetting Mo reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and forced himself not to see someone. "I'm fine. It's cold outside. Let's go in."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of warmth behind him. Forgetting Mo blinked, he looked at the tall and thin back in front of him and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

Baifeng took the opportunity to wash white for his good friend. "He's worried about you. He doesn't mean to blame you. Don't take it to heart. He'll regret dying later."

Forgetting Mo sipped at the corners of his mouth, "I know."

"Zi Mo, he loves you very much." Bai Feng didn't know why she left the house this time, but she could feel something on her mind and thought about it for a while.

Forget Mo slightly drooped his eyes, gathered his coat, and there was still someone's clear breath on it.

After they entered the house, they didn't see someone. Bai Feng frowned. What the hell is Zi Mo doing? Shouldn't we comfort Qin Yan first.

Forgetting Mo's eyes to cover up the loss in his eyes, "I'll have a rest first. I'm sorry, thank you."

Sorry, I lied to you today. Thank you for comforting me.

Bai Feng was stunned for a moment and looked at the back of forgetting mo. maybe the face after amnesia really went farther and farther away from them.

Baifeng finally found the dull Xuanyuan Zimo on the roof of the study. Seeing the wine jar in his hand, he sighed, "Zimo, what are you two doing?"

"We didn't make trouble." Xuanyuan Zimo held his back with one hand and looked up slightly. The wine drops from the corners of his mouth flowed into his skirt. He didn't care. His eyes were blurred and his voice was flat.

"Although you seem to love each other these days, you can still feel any discord between you."

"I'm already very happy when Yan'er comes back," how can I be willing to make trouble with her, and Xuanyuan Zi Mo hangs his head.

"Then you just"

Xuanyuan Zimo raised his head and poured wine fiercely, "Yan'er doesn't believe me."

Looking at him, Bai Feng frowned, pulled over his wine jar and put it on the other eaves, "she doesn't believe you. She doesn't remember anyone now. Only you can trust."

Xuanyuan Zimo seemed to laugh at himself, "don't you find that she is very alert to me now."

"Zi Mo, I want to be on guard because I have lost my memory and am a little uneasy." Bai Feng frowned.

Xuanyuan Zimo shook his head, "I don't know." he only knew that Yan'er wanted to escape from him, otherwise why did she leave quietly again and again.

"Did she fall in love with Xuanyuan maple in those days?" so she tried to leave me.

As soon as the voice fell, the corner of her mouth was punched. Bai Feng stood in front of him, disappointed and angry. "Zi Mo, how can you say that? We don't know what she did to you. Won't you know that she knew xuanyuanfeng was a stranger, and you should say that."

Xuanyuan Zimo touched the painful corner of his mouth, looked up at Bai Feng and said with a laugh: "then why did she leave secretly?" he never told him the reason.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound. They seemed to be surprised. Looking for prestige, they saw forget Mo standing in the yard outside the study and looking up at them. Her eyes were as plain as water. At her feet were full of jade flute fragments and a dark black coat.

It seems that she heard what had just been said.

Xuanyuan Zimo woke up in a moment, jumped in front of her almost without hesitation, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, was dodged by her, covered the tingling in her heart, and hurriedly explained, "Yan'er, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, Yan'er."

He would rather Yan'er make a big noise and beat him while questioning him, but he was afraid to see Yan'er's eyes like stagnant water.

"What do you mean? I'm sorry, I've soiled your clothes." forgetting Mo smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. A trace of pain flashed. He bent down to pick up his clothes and casually patted the dust.

Baifeng also fell in front of her. Looking at his friend's bewildered and regretful appearance, he sighed, "he's drunk. In addition, he's afraid that you'll leave quietly one day, so he's talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart."

After listening to these words, forget Mo, but it's still not cold and light. With a shallow smile, "if you're drunk, have a rest early. Baifeng, please cook him a bowl of sobering soup to avoid a headache tomorrow."

"Yan'er..." Xuanyuan Zimo approached her and looked at forgetting Mo's indifferent eyes. Suddenly, she didn't know how to explain before she believed, "I... I'm talking nonsense, Yan'er, you"

Forget foam smiled, "I know, drunk people can't control themselves. Put on your clothes. Don't catch cold. I'll go back to bed first."

When she first returned to the mansion, she didn't open the door when she arrived at the ink Pavilion. She thought about Xuanyuan Zimo's pretended indifference. She also knew that he was worried about himself this time. The more he wanted, the more guilty he was. She wanted to see him in the name of returning his clothes. By the way, she asked him if he had sent the Jade Flute, but she didn't expect to hear that.

Now the jade flute is broken, and the only guilt in my heart is scattered.

"Yan'er, don't go, will you listen to my explanation?" Xuanyuan Zimo grabbed the forgetful foam and begged in a low voice.

Forgetting Mo's heart seemed to be pulled, turned to face him and blinked, "I heard your explanation, I believe you."