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It was the cobblestone path they had walked when they met again.

It's not a bustling place, in this palace, there are probably not many people here, only she likes to walk backwards on such a road.

She said that it is good for the body. When he heard it for the first time in the house, he thought it was funny, but he didn't say much at that time. They had known each other since she was a child, and had been together for many years, and he knew that her mind was full of quirky things, and he had long been accustomed to it.

So on that day five years ago, even a back figure suddenly bumped into his eyes and tugged at his heartstrings. He knew it had to be her.

The reason why he stood still and didn't move at that time - in fact, as a person who practiced martial arts, even if he turned his back to her, how could he not hear the footsteps coming from behind him. What's more, she didn't deliberately hide it at all, but anything that a normal person could hear and avoid was, but because the connection between them had been broken for too long, and he had hardly ever touched her so closely after sending her to the palace, so he let himself stand there motionless, even if he risked being suspected, he wanted to get close to her and take a good look at her.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that after returning from the battlefield, the person he wanted to see the most was her, so he couldn't wait to wander in this imperial garden.

Maybe at that time, he had already realized something and regretted something, but some things were too late, so he deliberately forced himself not to think about it.

After all, it was missed.

Now that I think about it, in fact, if I gave her the antidote at that time, and immediately let her recover her memory and think of him, maybe it would be too late, right?

Even though she was pregnant at that time.

Stepping on the stumbling stone, through the thick soles, the angular touch is still clearly transmitted to the body senses.

I don't know which acupuncture point he touched, which made his heart suddenly ache, and Xuan Ang's sharp eyebrows twisted unconsciously.

Yun Luo paused, even his breathing was slightly constricted, and he stood in place and did not continue to move forward.

I don't know how long later, when he came back to his senses, there was a shadow in the depths of his mind in front of him, which made him think that he had a delusion.

After staring at her for about half a cup of tea, Yun Luo came back to his senses and was really sure that it was her. The thin lips lifted slightly, and he wanted to call her, but he didn't know what kind of title to use for a while.

Xiao Qi, Feng Qian, or the queen?

Feng Qian stood in front of him, her back straight, but it was not difficult to see her crampedness at this time from her dodging eyes.

"General Yun, what a coincidence."

What a coincidence.

After five years, when they saw each other again, the first thing they said turned out to be this.

There was a vague smile on the man's lips, not cold or cold, mixed with a hint of imperceptible self-deprecation, and said, "I thought you came to me on purpose." ”

It wasn't six years ago, and it didn't matter if she didn't remember being here, but now, if she didn't want to, it was so easy to avoid him, how could she be in his sight - in such a way alone, just the two of them, obviously trying to say something.

Feng Qian stroked the long hair in his ears and smiled far-fetchedly: "Since General Yun has said it all, I won't beat around the bush." ”