Thinking of this, Shao Qi couldn't help but sneer, how ridiculous he should be in Si Bai's eyes when he wanted to hide the psychic book.

He pondered, then opened the book and saw a new line of printed words on it.

――"On the twelfth day of July, at one o'clock in the afternoon, on the shore of Changping Lake, Xu Yi fell into the lake. ”

Although he didn't write about drowning, looking at Xu Wen's expression, it shouldn't be much better, Shao Qi thought.

Shao Qi comforted Ye Lao and the others, and when he left the Ye family, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the posthumous photo of Ye Mengming. On the posthumous photo, the black and white Ye Mingming smiled quietly, Shao Qi closed his eyes, it doesn't matter, she is still alive, he thought.

Ye Lei chased out of the building, looked at Shao Qi with red eyes, and carried Ye Mengmeng's bag in his hand: "I just saw that you have been looking at this bag in the house, there must be something important in it, you can take it all, my sister and she can't use it." ”

Shao Qi took the bag, "Before Meng Meng was cremated, did you take a look at her?" ”

"Nope." Ye Lei shook his head, "I don't dare to watch it, my parents have been crying, and I haven't watched it." ”

Shao Qi nodded, and then got into the car.

The bag Ye Lei brought contained a psychic book, and Shao Qi looked at the exposed corner of the book, his eyes were slightly heavy.

――

"Yes, his car has already driven out of White City."

Gandhi listened to the calm voice on the phone and nodded with satisfaction: "Remember, you must not tell my brother about this." ”

Hanging up, he looked back at the doctor: "How's it going?" Aren't people awake yet? ”

The doctor shook his head: "I have to wait for a while, the road was bumpy when I was sent over, and I still had a brain injury, so it was not easy to wake up." Moreover, the patient now has a tendency to be conscious and does not seem to want to wake up subjectively. ”

Gandhi was puzzled, he walked to the window of the ward and looked through the glass, Ye Mingming was lying quietly on the hospital bed with a drip, her face was pale, and she looked like a sick doll. "Why don't you want to wake up? Could it be that she committed suicide? ”

Gandhi drove to Baicheng since he consulted Mr. Jia that day, and Mr. Jia said that Ye Mingming was worried about his life, so he placed people in every hospital in Baicheng, and even a small clinic, and waited for the rabbit, and a day later, he really stayed at Ye Mingming. He bought the doctor and then replaced Ye Mingming, although he knew that this was not a perfect plan, but as long as the person took away, everything else was not a problem.

Unexpectedly, things went smoothly beyond his imagination, and the Ye family quickly cremated her without even checking Ye Mengmeng or looking at her for the last time.

In this regard, perhaps God is really helping him.

But now that the beauty is in hand, he is told that the beauty is unwilling to wake up, what is going on?

In fact, Ye Mingming also wanted to know what was going on.

She clearly remembered that she fell into the lake and hit her head and fell into a coma, but why did she change the map as soon as she opened her eyes? Here it is

"This is Luojun in the three hundred and thirty-fifth years of the Cangqing calendar, where did the girl come from, and why did she dress so strangely?" The woman in front of her was the one who rescued her from the lake, Ye Mengming looked at her carefully, her clothes were not modern, so she asked, but what she got was such an answer, and she was stunned.

"Am I dreaming?" She muttered.

The woman obviously didn't hear it, and continued to smile and ask: "The girl hasn't answered my question yet, where did you come from, how did you come out of the lake in our Yi'an Palace?" "I think that the princess of Yi'an also came out of the lake and was lost.

"I'm dreaming, so I don't need to tell you about it, right?" Ye Mingming whispered.

When the woman heard this, she just wanted to say that you weren't dreaming, but she saw a person slowly walking behind Ye Mingming, and she immediately leaned over and saluted: "Slave and maid to meet the prince." ”

Rajah? Ye Mengming turned around, and a man in a splendid silver robe walked towards him, followed by two followers. This dream was so peculiar, she thought.

"Who is this man?" Su Anchen narrowed his eyes.

"Back to the prince, this person came out of the lake for no reason, serving strangely, the slave and maid are asking, but there is no result."

Su Anchen looked her up and down, and Ye Mingming only felt that his gaze was like a torch, as if he could see through her. Then the man who looked at Jin Gui and elegant smiled, and he looked at Ye Mingming: "You come with me." ”

Ye Meng was stunned, it stands to reason that the ancient prince would not react like this when he saw a stranger in his house, and it was normal to surround her and put her in the dungeon for torture and interrogation, right? She was dreaming, she thought.

Honestly followed the prince, walked through the garden-like place, and then arrived at a water pavilion, there were several people talking and laughing in the water pavilion, Ye Mingming heard the prince walking in front of him say: "Mother, there is someone here I think you should need to meet." ”

"Oh? Who? A woman's voice came from the pavilion, and she seemed excited.

Then a calm male voice said: "What are you going to do!" Stay honest! What do you want to do, you stinky boy? ”

Ye Mengming raised her head and looked past Su Anchen, a man in an ink robe walked slowly and looked at her, she couldn't help but feel a sharp jump in her heart, this person looked difficult to deal with.

"Who is she?" The man asked.

"Look at the clothes she wears, does it look like her mother painted it for us?" Su Anchen squinted and smiled.

Mo Huanli glanced at it: "Put it in prison first." ”

Su Anchen knew that his father was just having trouble with him, so he ignored it and shouted directly: "Mother, let's see if it's from your hometown!" ”

Then Ye Mingming was shocked to see a woman in Tsing Yi blowing like the wind.

It's really like the wind, because she's flying. Ye Mingming's mouth opened sluggishly, and she was even more sure that she was dreaming.

Su Chaoxi landed on the ground, looked at Ye Mingming carefully up and down, left and right, back and forth, and even reached out to take out his pocket, but was dodged away by Ye Mingming. Su Chaoxi asked with a smile: "Girl, where are you from?" ”

Ye Mingming pursed her lips and did not speak.

Su Chaoxi rolled his eyes, "Let's put it this way, where did you come from?" I see you're dressed like I was back then, but you're late, isn't it 2015 over there? ”

Ye Mingming was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "No, it's already 2016." ”

This time, Su Chaoxi was stunned, he thought he had guessed enough, but he didn't expect it to be a year less, "My name is Su Chaoxi, what's your name?" ”

"Ye Mingming."

"Oh, Miss Ye, come on, come on, don't be afraid, we are all good people, come and sit with us." Then Ye Mingming was happily pulled into the water pavilion by the good man Su Chaoxi.

Mo Huanli glanced back at Su Anchen, his gaze was not good, Su Anchen shrugged indifferently: "Anyway, you don't want to be the prince, now I am the prince, I have the final say." ”

Good boy, you have lost your temper, Mo Huanli sneered, see how I clean you up in the future. (To be continued.) )