Feng Qian made up for two days before he made up for that night.

It is said that it takes a week to arrive overnight, and Feng Qian feels that this is not wrong at all. At that time, in the forbidden land, although she would squint for a while at night, even if she fell asleep, she could be woken up from freezing from time to time, and the quality of sleep was so poor that it was off the charts.

Now it's back.

It was the first time Feng Qian was so satisfied with Fengyang Palace.

She was lying on the bed, her eyes fell on the two wind chimes, they were all given to her by Jun Moying, they were all her favorite things in her previous life, and now they still look so beautiful.

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

But somehow, the tomb that came to mind at the same time was the tomb that I saw in the forbidden place.

Who is Fang Fei?

Since she came back, this question has been hovering in her heart and lingering for a long time.

She didn't know how to ask Jun Moying about it, not only that, but even when he asked her where she was wandering, she just pretended not to know anything, avoiding his question.

Intuition told her that Jun Moying also knew the existence of that tomb.

Moreover, he probably didn't want her to know about it.

That's why he was so strange when he first found her—unlike the first time she disappeared, his anger came entirely from his concern for her. This time, it seems that there is something else.

For example, he must have wanted the people who pursued her to die, because they "unintentionally" let her enter the forbidden land.

What will be the relationship between Jun Moying and Fang Fei?

"Mother, are you awake? Do you want a slave to wait for you to get up and wash and change your clothes? Dongyang's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Feng Qian's mind was suddenly pulled back.

"Then get up." Feng Qian sat up from the bed by himself, his eyebrows still slightly pressed together and not completely dispersed.

When Dongyang combed her bun, Feng Qian pondered and asked, "Dongyang, do you remember the question I asked you earlier?" She added, "It's about whether or not I liked animals before I lost my memory." ”

"Why did the mother remember this stubble again?" Dongyang smiled while holding her bun, "Didn't the emperor agree, when hunting this year, I will hunt a small animal for my mother to play." ”

“……”

Is she the kind of person who only wants to have fun?!

"It's nothing, I just want to know a little bit about my habits before I lost my memory, you can tell me about it."

Dongyang thought for a while: "Niangniang didn't show any preferences in this area before, but Niangniang has always been kind-hearted, and it's not surprising that she likes these kittens and dogs." ”

Feng Qian rubbed her eyebrows, knowing that she couldn't ask why she came to the blue bird.

"Okay, if you really bring back anything when the time comes, I'll leave it to you to raise." She pouted, "Remember when you entered the palace?" ”

"Back to Niangniang, the slave maid entered the palace at the age of twelve. Now, years have passed. ”

Feng Qian said lightly: "Then do you know that there was once a person named Fang Fei in the palace?" ”

"Fang Fei? The slave doesn't seem to have heard of this person. Dongyang combed her hair without the slightest pause, Feng Qian stared at the light of his eyes, observing the subtle changes in her expression from the bronze mirror, but did not catch any unnatural places on her face.

Dongyang entered the palace at the age of twelve, and after a few years, he had never heard of this person.

That is to say, before Dongyang entered the palace, this Fang Fei should have been gone.

Jun Moying Twenty-Seven......