Jun Mowen's eyes had been falling on Yifeng's face, and seeing her expression change slightly, he looked at her and asked; "What's wrong?"

Yifeng quickly concealed his emotions, smiled and walked to the desk, and picked up the scroll; "Your Majesty, this is?"

"What, don't you like it?"

Yifeng looked at the person on the painting, with ice muscles and jade bones, cold and elegant, and was stabbed in the heart by the plain white clothes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course she didn't like it, the painting was of Si Jichen, not her.

Seeing Jun Mo Wen looking at her steadily, Yifeng smiled faintly and said something against his will; "How could you not like it."

After being affirmed, Jun Mo's eyebrows stretched when he heard it, and the fatigue of many days seemed to be dispelled; "These days, I can dream of you as long as I dream, there is always a vast white snow in my dreams, you are standing in front of me in plain clothes, the white clothes fluttering in the wind, it is really amazing."

Jun Mowen turned around and held her hand; "I will think of the past, how can I be willing to forget you like that?"

Yifeng subconsciously looked at Jun Mowen holding her hand, knowing that the one in his mouth was not her, but there was still a watery tenderness in his eyes, but when she remembered his words, the corners of her mouth hooked, half sweet, half bitter; "Yes, Your Majesty will always remember...... Our past. ”

Jun Mowen smiled and brushed her long hair, her face full of gentleness; "Then the painting will be given to you."

The hand holding the scroll tightened, and the wind surface remained unchanged; "Thank you, Your Majesty."

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Knowing that there were still many matters to deal with, Jun Mowen still found time to gossip with Yifeng.

It wasn't until the sun set in the west that Yifeng came out of the imperial study.

She once asked to wait for pen and ink in the imperial study, but for some reason, Jun Mowen, who has always been very good at talking to her, did not agree.

After a few times, the style of Yifeng was already used to it, so he didn't mention it.

Watching the plain white figure leave from a distance, Jun Mowen had a deep doubt in his eyes.

Although he has lost a memory and forgotten his past with the dust, he ...... He always felt that she was different from the past.

Some scattered pictures flashed in his mind very quickly, and the girl in white looked at him with a light smile, her eyes as deep as a pool......

Severe pain suddenly began in his head, and Jun Mowen reached out to help him by the door.

What are some of those chaotic fragments in the mind? How much had he forgotten?

Why do you think of those fragments every time...... It all made him panic.

As if her dust ......

Hasn't come to him yet......

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Meanwhile.

City Gate......

The carriage entered the city gate and swayed with the carriage.

She reached out and lifted the curtain to look in the direction of the palace.

The sun still emitted afterglow, reflecting the clouds in the sky as red as blood.

Ah San and Ah Si also followed Si Jichen's gaze and looked at the sky.

"At this time, the palace gate should have been closed." Ah Sandao.

"Girl, then we ...... now," Ah Si asked with some hesitation.

Si Jichen in the carriage lowered his eyes.

At this time, they walked on the bluestone paved path in front of the city gate.

It reminded her of that person.

"We ...... Go to a place first. ”