After a moment of silence, he spoke, "I'm going to leave Beijing early tomorrow morning and go north, if you remember, feel free to contact me." ”

She didn't answer, but her breath was noticeably unsteady. Obviously, the mood is nervous again, maybe he is tense at the moment, and he is so scared that he wants to cry.

Seeing this, his expression was gloomy, he said to take care, and left the room without looking back, instructed Shen Tong to take good care of the girl, and led Shen Mo away.

He didn't know that not long after leaving, the person on the bed muttered to himself for a while with a crying voice, vaguely stating "Nan Nan is Rongrong, I want to go home to find my mother" and so on.

It's a pity that he didn't hear it, otherwise he would have realized that something was wrong.

And the person who should have been more aware of this was sitting in the carriage at the moment, and from time to time he was itching to raise the curtain and look out.

"But you miss Daddy?"

Although this behavior was inappropriate, Yun Xuan's clan did not stop his daughter.

Yan Shunhua smiled, neither admitting nor denying it, just quietly peeking out from the corner of the gap.

Now they were on the official road, the road was wide, but the houses were rarely visible, and they had obviously left the city and were marching in the wilderness.

At present, the terrain is not very undulating, and she guesses that it is in the plains. Because of the light snow floating in the sky, there are many white trees around, most of them are bare and covered with snow, and there are a few evergreen trees, and it can be seen that the leaves are mostly needle-shaped, and they are not like the broad-leaved forests that are common in the south.

She sighed silently.

When she woke up, she did have amnesia.

But when she left Beijing early yesterday morning, she suddenly remembered with a splitting headache. His name should be Yan Shunhua, from the 21st century, not what people around him think. It is Yun Yarong of the Daqing Dynasty, a somewhat naughty lady.

Unfortunately, all she could recall so far were fragmented images, and despite her efforts to smooth out the threads, it was still difficult to fully digest the trivial but enormous information, so much so that now whenever she recalled it with a little urgency, her head felt like a needle prick. A dull ache.

Sometimes, in the dead of night, there are even hallucinations, as if someone is calling her name. or anxious and worried, or angry and depressed, or sad and helpless, and finally they all return to entanglement and peace.

She remained silent. Every hallucination. She either turned sideways and stared at the wall with her eyes wide open, or she simply closed her eyes and let the voice whisper in her ears like a villain fighting.

Luckily, this familiar but annoying voice only came before she went to bed, along with the headaches she had when she was thinking about things, and slowly, it didn't make her feel too tormented.

Although she knew it was a hallucination, the male voice did distract her from the pain.

It's just weird. When she searched her memory, she didn't have that unique male voice, but she still felt strangely familiar.

She lowered the curtain. Instead of looking at those cookie-cutter landscapes, he pinched the bridge of his nose and yawned at the end.

"Sleepy, mother will sleep with you for a while?"

The space in the carriage was huge, completely enough for two adults to sleep with their hands and feet spread, but Yan Shunhua still shook his head and rejected Yun Xuan's proposal, just changed his position, still maintaining a distance not far away.

Seeing this, Yun Xuanshi frowned slightly, and wanted to take the initiative to lean over and hug her, but when his eyes touched the tiredness on her face and the faint rejection, he still withdrew his outstretched hand.

The person is still the same person, but inexplicably there is an obvious sense of estrangement from her, a mother. If it weren't for Shao Jun, who rescued her, who said it herself, there was still Banxia who was rescued at that time, I'm afraid she would have thought that her daughter had been secretly dropped.

She sighed silently, but she didn't know that Yan Shunhua was also stiffening at the moment, and she smiled bitterly in her heart.

inexplicably travels through time and space, even if she has always been adaptable, but now, her head is still as big as a fight.

At present, she only knows that this is the Daqing Dynasty, the name of this body is Yun Yarong, the face is Xiao's mother, the height is like her father, and she is twelve years old.

His father, Yun Ting, is a fourth-grade official, who has just taken office as the prefect of Hongcheng, and his mother Xuan Xuan is the eldest daughter of Shangshu Xuanxin of the second-grade rite department. In addition, there is a nine-year-old brother Yun Shangbin, and a pair of twin sisters Yun Yafen and Yun Yafang, who have just turned seven.

As for the other huge network of relatives and friends, although Banxia, the personal maid who had a good temperament, and the steady but nervous Mandong, they joined forces to say a lot, but she didn't listen much when she woke up and was dazed.

Later, when I saw Xuan Xuan, in the face of the unfamiliar environment, I also subconsciously chose to talk less, and when I returned to the capital to see the greetings of relatives from all walks of life, I also put on a blank look and perfunctory. When her memory turned back and she learned that she wasn't here at all, she didn't dare to speak nonsense.

So until now, she was so confused that she couldn't figure out what was going on, how these antique characters and ornaments came about, or rather, how she appeared out of thin air.

Not scientific at all!

She was scolding in her heart, but she slowly closed her eyes with her thoughts.

Although the doctor said that the trauma was not in the way, and the recovery was seven, seven, eight, eight, eight, but after all, the body was frightened, especially the head wrapped in gauze would sting from time to time, so it was still difficult to fight the sleepiness.

It wasn't until she breathed regularly and obviously fell asleep that Yun Xuanshi slowly moved to her daughter's side, gently helped her tidy up her messy hair, and tucked the quilt.

After waking up, the eldest daughter has a headache from time to time, does not like to be noisy, and does not like to touch, which is diametrically opposed to the appearance of loving to talk and laugh and be naughty and mischievous in the past.

If she knew that the pearl in her palm would have to go through the danger of nine deaths and a lifetime before she would become as dignified and demure as she is now, she would rather spoil her infinitely like a child, and even indulge her.

It's just the other way around, if she had been strict with her children when she was a child, I'm afraid that the eldest daughter would not have the audacity to escape while they were guests at the Shao family, so that she almost died in a boat collision later.

It's hard to buy.

Yun Xuanshi smiled bitterly, she now hardened her heart and took her eldest daughter who was unwilling to leave the capital to Hongcheng, I am afraid that she has already been complained by the child.

Even if she loses her memory, Yun Yarong, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, will still subconsciously know that she is afraid of her father, so she hesitates about the journey and rejects her as an incompetent mother. (To be continued......)