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The Temple of Nourishing the Heart.

Yifeng walked in lightly with the tray.

Jun Mowen didn't sleep all night yesterday, and he didn't fall asleep until it was slightly bright, and he never left the maids and eunuchs in the palace by his side when he fell asleep, and only she could come and go here at will.

"Is it dust?"

Before he entered the inner room, Jun Mowen heard the sound outside.

Yifeng heard his voice and immediately walked a few quick steps to the inner room.

Sure enough, Jun Mowen had already collapsed, and at this time he was playing with a piece of jade pendant in his hand, with a hint of confusion in his expression.

"Your Majesty?"

Yifeng, who had already come to him, called softly.

Jun Mo was stunned for a moment and came back to his senses, and when he saw Yifeng's concerned look, he smiled and comforted; "I'm fine." Saying this, looking at Yu Pei's expression, he was still a little confused.

"It's just an ordinary jade pendant, how can Your Majesty be so fascinated." The demeanor is puzzled.

Jun Mowen sighed and carried the jade pendant in front of him; "yes, it's just a jade pendant, but for some reason I love it. I can't even remember the origin of this jade pendant, and I don't know where it came from. ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart, Yifeng's expression is slightly sideways, and the eyes that look at the jade pendant also begin to turn cold, and her tone does not change and whispers; "I don't think this jade pendant is a good jade, such a jade is really worthy of His Majesty to wear every day, so it's better to change it."

As she spoke, she reached over to take the piece to match, but was dodged by Jun Mowen, her hand froze in mid-air, and she raised her eyes to look at Jun Mowen.

At this time, Jun Mowen also looked at her, with disapproval in his eyes; "The quality of an object cannot be measured in this way, even if it is just a stone, as long as it has its meaning, it is also priceless. Until I remember where it came from, I'd better wear it like this. ”

A heart suddenly hurt, Yifeng pulled the corners of his lips and smiled; "It's my fault."

She touched the bowl of porridge from the table and brought it to Jun Mowen; "Your Majesty hasn't eaten yet, this is the porridge I made with my own hands, you can taste it."

At this moment, a little eunuch came in cautiously; "Your Majesty, the prime minister has arrived."

"Xu Baizhi? He is coming quickly today, let them in. Jun Mo said.

"Them?" Yifeng asked.

"The prime minister also knows that I have lost a memory, and now I have invited a good doctor to check my pulse today."

A hint of contempt flashed in Yifeng's eyes, and he looked in the direction of the door; "How can a private doctor ......?"

Suddenly, a plain white skirt came into her sight.

"Smack!" There was a crunch.

Yifeng's fingertips loosened, and the porridge she was holding in her hand had already fallen to the ground, and then looked at the woman who was covering her face with a white veil behind Xu Baizhi, she only felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Thinking about the dust, how could she not die, how could she ...... Appear here!

"What's wrong?" Jun Mowen looked at Yifeng and held her slightly trembling hands.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. Yifeng smiled reluctantly, and turned his eyes to look at Si Jichen.

Jun Mowen looked at her pale face, and her eyes were smeared with tenderness; "You're tired, go back and have a good rest."

"No!" Yifeng blurted out.

This time, not only Jun Mowen looked at her, but even Xu Baizhi and Si Jichen's eyes were also attracted.

Yifeng took a deep breath and shook his head; "I just learned that His Highness's memory might be restored, and my heart was too happy. I will watch them heal His Majesty right here, accompany His Highness, and go anywhere. ”

Seeing that Jun Mo still wanted to say something, Yifeng immediately spoke; "I'm really fine."

Yifeng insisted on this, and Jun Mowen couldn't stop him, he sighed helplessly, and his eyes fell on Si Jichen, who was masked in white veil; "You are the prime minister's doctor with superb Chinese medicine skills?"