After saying these words without blushing and heartbeat, Feng Qian was not ashamed of the lies that came out of her mouth at all, as if what she said was really the truth.

But the real truth is that, apart from those occasional dreams, her memory shows no signs of revival.

Feng Qian felt that if she really didn't recover her memory because she had a blood clot in her brain, then now, that blood clot must have been upgraded to a stone invisibly and could never be dissolved again.

Pinching her eyebrows and sighing softly speechlessly, she raised her head again, noticing the change in the expression on Concubine Qi's face.

"What do you want to ask?" Except for the fleeting surprise and panic, Concubine Qi's face did not rise or fall much.

Thinking of the things that Concubine Qi might have done to herself, Feng Qian raised her eyebrows, "You don't have to be afraid, the past is over, I don't care about you, as long as you don't come to trouble me in the future." I've come to you today simply to learn more about my past. ”

Concubine Qi pursed her lips before nodding "En": "You ask." ”

"Do you remember, when you first came to see me after I lost my memory, you once said to me that before coming to Dongqi, we studied art together in the palace in Xique for a while, and at night we would go to the river together to look at the stars and discuss what we learned during the day. Do you remember these? ”

Speaking of the past, Concubine Qi's eyes flickered unnaturally, "Remember." ”

Feng Qian didn't care either, and said directly: "Is that the truth or a lie?" ”

Or rather, half-truths.

Because she knew very well that the first half of the things about studying art during the day must be true—she had seen similar scenes in her dreams.

The main thing she wants to know is whether it is true or false to watch the stars and chat at night.

The discomfort on Concubine Qi's face became more and more obvious, "It's almost true." Although it is not as good as every night, it is still available once a few days. ”

Although every time she pulls Feng Qian out.

At that time, Feng Qian was still a little different from now, it was colder and quieter, and it was a little mysterious and profound, and he rarely took the initiative to deal with others, and he spent a whole day rehearsing various things, and he was always alone, as if he was preoccupied.

Faintly, there is always a cold and lonely atmosphere, and it rejects people thousands of miles away.

In the year before the amnesia, he was basically in this state, and he generally didn't speak, and it was so quiet that it seemed that he didn't have zài.

So Feng Qian couldn't see the emperor at the beginning, on the one hand, it was right that the Queen Mother deliberately blocked him, but there were also Feng Qian's own reasons in it. If a temperament like this is bouncing around the palace all day long, it will be difficult for the emperor not to notice such a person.

Concubine Qi couldn't help but feel that in fact, this is Feng Qian's original temperament.

It's just that it was covered up by something before.

Maybe it's because you don't want to stay away from your parents and marry into Dongqi?

She guessed like this, didn't wait for Feng Qian's answer for a long time, thought about it, and added: "At that time, the two of us were the best in all assessments, and the relationship was not bad. ”

Feng Qian didn't look like she was lying, and was surprised, it turned out that once upon a time, they really had a good relationship.

"In that case, have I ever told you about my family?"

"At home?" Concubine Qi was stunned for a moment, "Prime Minister's Mansion?" ”

Feng Qian's original intention was not to ask the Prime Minister's Mansion, but Concubine Qi said so, so she took it on casually, "What do you know about the Prime Minister's Mansion?" ”