After dinner that day, Ling Xin'er took a bath and read on the soft couch, and fell asleep when she looked at her, she dreamed of when she was a child, dreamed of her father teaching her martial arts, dreamed of peach shortbread made by her mother, dreamed of flying a kite with her younger brother, and her younger brother came back triumphantly for the first time, and the family lived happily.... The corners of her mouth were full of smiles! Suddenly she dreamed of red again, red everywhere, blood everywhere...

"Ahh She sat up sharply. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Her clothes are already soaked with sweat and she feels cold! She suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when she looked up, she saw that the light had been lit in the room at some point, and Jing Zirong was sitting at the table looking at her. What is he here for? And it's still night? She pursed her lips and said nothing, slowly trying to calm her emotions.

He stared at her eyes tightly: "The seventh princess of the Lingguo, cowardly since she was a child, was bullied in the Lingguo Palace, once had a crush on the eldest prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and committed suicide by throwing herself into the lake because she wanted to be with the pro-Jin Kingdom, but since she woke up from falling into the water, her personality has changed mutated, and her martial arts are extraordinary." Isn't it time for Xin'er to explain? "He's been investigating her all this time, but he's found nothing, she's really a spiritual child, so what makes a person change so much?

Ling Xin'er's face remained silent, and she said calmly: "I also want to know why, but since the last time I fell into the water, I have lost all my previous memories. I even forgot who I was! That's all I can say, and it's up to you to believe it or not! She bowed her head slightly, her long eyelashes casting a dark shadow on her face, and her voice became sad: "If I had a choice, I would rather be an ordinary person." "Yes, but she really doesn't have a choice!

Jing Zirong's sharp eyes were still staring at her face, but he couldn't see any flaws, "Guess what, what can make an ordinary person suddenly become extraordinary in martial arts?" "Even if the personality mutation may be caused by amnesia, this martial art will not be practiced in a day.

Ling Xin'er suddenly laughed at herself, "If the prince can find out the reason, please tell Xin'er, and Xin'er also wants to live to understand." ”

Jing Zirong frowned slightly, "Then Xin'er should rest early!" With that, he turned and walked away. Ling Xin'er watched his figure disappear into the doorway, and she exhaled deeply! She looked down at her soaked clothes, shook her head slightly, and then took a clean set of clothes from the closet to change into.

Maybe tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night, and Lingxin'er was just about to lie down when another uninvited guest came. She looked at the man in front of her, and saw that he was wearing a cyan auspicious cloud brocade robe, with a dignified body, a dignified appearance, eyes like cold stars, eyebrows like ink paintings, and a condensation on his body. At this moment he was looking at her affectionately. She suddenly felt a little trance, and a deep sense of familiarity came to her heart, but she really didn't know him, what was going on? Could it be someone who was known to the soul before? She suddenly gasped, why did such strange things always happen?

The man suddenly stepped forward and hugged Lingxin'er into his arms, his body was trembling slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Xin'er, master, he has passed away, and you and I will be left to rely on each other in the future!" Lingxin'er didn't make any moves, just let him hug him so tightly, and strangely enough, she didn't seem to reject his embrace. Of course, she didn't respond at all, because she was still confused.

The man finally sensed that something was wrong, he slowly let go of her, and put his hands on her shoulders, "Xin'er, what's wrong with you?" "What's wrong with her? It seemed too unusual to hear the news of the master's death to be so calm.

Ling Xin'er's eyes flashed: "I have amnesia!" She didn't seem to think of anything else than that.