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There was the sound of light footsteps.

Yifeng tilted his head slightly, and saw his palace maid Yu'er walking towards the hall.

Glancing at the things in Yu'er's hand, Yifeng's tone was mixed with a little displeasure: "Why did you come back so late, Yu'er, you have been in Yuhua Palace for a long time, and your temperament has been ......."

Before he finished reproaching, Yifeng's words suddenly stopped.

Recently, in the Yuhua Palace, she has always only used spices made by herself, but today in this familiar taste, I don't know when it is mixed with a cold medicinal fragrance.

The fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose.

This medicinal fragrance ......

This medicinal fragrance!

Yifeng's sitting body stood up suddenly, her eyes were firmly fixed on Yu'er who was slowly coming, and her voice could not hide her sternness: "What did you bring back?" No...... Who did you go to meet?! ”

How could Yu'er smell of her on her body?!

Si Jichen was also slightly stunned, and before she could speak, Yifeng had already noticed that something was wrong.

But what if you are recognized.

Si Jichen slowly raised her head, and she saw her own appearance reflected in Yifeng's eyes, still Yu'er's face, but those eyes ...... But it was a deep calm.

"You're not Yu'er, who are you?"

Seeing Yifeng's shocked and uncertain look, Si Jichen just smiled faintly, and her voice was soft and calm: "Yifeng, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

……

The hall was silent and could be heard all of a sudden.

Seeing that Yifeng didn't react for a long time, Si Jichen asked in a soft voice, "You, can you still recognize me." ”

On the table in front of the wind is the incense on the square burn, the shade is appropriate, and the taste is elegant and calming.

But at this time, the tip of her nose only lingered with the cold medicinal fragrance, and every breath of air she inhaled seemed to be mixed with such a smell, which was her nightmare, and she thought about it...... It's the nightmare of her demeanor.

Why didn't she die?

How could she still be alive?

What is she coming to her palace for?

..............

Yifeng suddenly raised her eyes coldly, looking at Si Jichen who was standing indifferently in front of her, even if her face was different and her outfit was different, how could she not recognize her with such a demeanor and tone!

"Si Jichen, you're not dead!" This sentence is affirmative.

This is already recognizing yourself.

Si Jichen nodded as if he was very serious, and replied calmly in his tone: "Yes, I'm not dead." The fire in the prison was nothing but an illusion. ”

It's just an illusion she created for Sun Qi, but unexpectedly, Yifeng is also deeply trapped in it.

Illusion?

The hand in Yifeng's sleeve was clenched, only to hear a slight shattering sound, and the broken nail was embedded in the soft palm, and the stinging pain made Yifeng gradually calm down.

"Si Jichen, you took a lot of trouble to pretend to be Yu'er to come to my Yuhua Palace, you ...... What to do? ”

Si Jizhi, who had been on the beam of the house, looked at the two people below, and couldn't help but speak: "Naturally, I want to see who it is, with the same face as my junior sister, who is powerful in this palace." ”

The sudden voice was startled, and she didn't care about her anger, she looked up when she heard the sound, and saw the young man in white looking down at her.

Yifeng raised his head, and Si Jizhi naturally saw her face clearly, and she was really carved out of the same mold as the little junior sister.

According to normal times, seeing such an interesting thing, Sijizhi must be the happiest one, but he learned about this style from Xu Baizhi's mouth......

The young man's expression gradually became cold, and he jumped in front of Yifeng, and the usual merry smile still disappeared.

His tone was still soft and pleasant: "You...... Is that the style? ”

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