It's just that she is very familiar with this one, but she has to be on guard from time to time, for Long Chen, whose memory is still fragmentary.

She couldn't guess what was going on in his mind.

"Jinruo, can you give me a chance to chat with Long Chen alone?" Chu Li's eyes were watery, and he looked at Situ Jinruo with a pulse.

She just had a lot of unclear fragments of her memory, and wanted to ask Long Chen in person.

Situ Jinruo was reluctant and a little unwilling, looking at Long Chen nodding at him, he turned around and left the study and walked out of the door.

"Now if you have anything to say, you can tell me in person." Long Chen said.

Chu Li turned around and stared at the man. "It is said that smart people are easy to talk, I believe that you are a smart person, and you will no longer play dumb riddles. Straight to the point, I'm your wife, am I? ”

Long Chen sat silently on the stool, lifted the roselle tea and tasted it alone.

"No, you're the King of Luyang, and I should be your Fujin, right?" Chu Li asked again.

Chu Li's clear eyes were as clear as plum blossoms, but at this time, he had a little scruples.

Hearing Long Chen's ears, the man who was silently sipping tea at this time sprayed a sip of Roselle tea on Chu Li's face.

Chu Li was frightened on the spot, she knew that her face must be full of rosy now.

"We don't speak darkly, my lord. Do you want me? "Chu Li only values this the most now." Chu Li is the Lian family, this is what the prince knows, and the prince also has eight rooms of Fujin. Although the prince has not remarried in the past five years, Chu Li thinks that there are enough eight rooms of Fujin. ”

Her face is graceful and dignified, enchanting and pure, and she is as bright and radiant as a white jasmine.

In the past five years, compared with her five years ago, she has more gentleness and peace between her eyebrows.

Nothing can shake her again, right? Unless she really cares, nothing can shake her lightly.

Long Chen held a brocade handkerchief in his hand and gently wiped it on her face, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow smile, naturally with a bit of evil charm.

"Lord Wang, do you want Chu Li?" Chu Li asked again. "What kind of woman does King Luyang want, Chu Li thought, the current Lian family must no longer exist in the heart of the prince."

The handkerchief in his hand stopped on her cheek, a drop of rose-red tea slid down the white and flawless cheek, Long Chen stared at Chu Li and said:

"How do you know that you no longer exist in the heart of this king?" He chuckled, in the same unshakable tone. "Who gave you the confidence?"

It's not self-confidence, it's hope.

Chu Li shook his head, "No, the village woman doesn't dare to ask that Chu Li is still in the heart of the prince." It's only been five years, and the prince should understand the truth that things are not people. ”

She is now a woman with a broken memory and an ordinary identity, she remembers that scene when she got married in a red dress in Luyang Palace.

That was his Fu Jin, the Ninth Fu Jin, and other than that, she didn't remember anything else about her and Long Chen.

"I don't understand, since you still remember that you are the blessing of this king. Then it's time for the thing to be returned to its rightful owner. Long Chen said with a face full of arrogance.

Chu Li sat beside Long Chen, holding the roselle tea he had made for her.

"Lord Wang, don't you think the taste of Roselle tea is a little weird?" She couldn't be more aware of the refreshing and appetizing effects of roselle tea.

However, in the same way, hawthorn and roselle tea, which have appetizing properties, have the same sour taste.

Long Chen's dark eyes were a little puzzled, "This king doesn't think there's anything weird about Roselle tea, and he is used to drinking a cup after dinner every day." ”

Hearing Long Chen say this, Chu Li smiled.

"It seems that the prince's habits have changed, and his tastes have also changed. Could it be that the prince forgot jì, the former prince didn't like to eat sour? Chu Li almost blurted out.

The next second ushered in Long Chen's even more surprised face. "You didn't lose your memory, how could you remember it so clearly? Unless ......"

"Don't worry, Chu Li really forgot about it, but some fragments are still remembered." Chu Lidao. "Lord Wang, don't say this again, it's a joke."

Long Chen still smiled.

He pushed the door open, but ushered in Situ Jinruo into the door.

Chu Li's eyes widened, she was not angry that Situ Jinruo was eavesdropping outside the door. What she was afraid of was that Long Chen actually knew that Situ Jinruo was snuggling up outside the door and eavesdropping.

"King Luyang, aren't you bent on retrieving Jiufujin? This time, since you got your wish and got back Jiufujin, why don't you just pick an auspicious day for the zodiac to get married again? Situ Jin pretended that nothing had happened outside the door just now, and said cheekily.

This was the first time that Situ Jin thought about Long Chen and spoke.

"The weather is not early, Chu Li is a little sleepy, so he should go to bed early. The prince arranged for Chu Li to live in the backyard, right? Chu Li bypassed the flower box, and just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong.

Behind him, Long Chen pushed open the door for Chu Li, "Go back to sleep, don't pay attention to his words." ”

It was as if Long Chen had no intention of taking her back to the palace again.

The next day, Long Chen entered the palace early.

He was afraid that Chu Li would be bored, so he sent a maid to take Chu Li to the streets of the imperial city to watch the excitement.

"It's lively here, come and see." As soon as the cuckoo drove the carriage to the front of the inn, I couldn't wait to get out of the carriage to see the excitement.

"Look, what is this?" Looking at the scene in front of me, I want to say that this is the street market that people often talk about.

"Well, clay man. Jiufujin, if you like..."

"Cough..."When I heard the word Jiufujin, my throat turned dry. Don't call me that, unless you never want to be in front of me again. ”

Hearing this, the cuckoo immediately changed his words. "Miss, if you like it. You can just think of a character that can be pinched by the master, don't you say, master? ”

The cuckoo was quite clever, and when he saw my face change, he immediately changed his name to Miss.

"Yes, girl. What do you want to make? ”

The skillful old man kept pinching the clay figure in his hand, raised his head and said kindly.

"What are the forms? Is it possible to pinch a character? I asked, but it was Long Chen's face that subconsciously flashed in my mind.

The old man had a kind and kind face, stretched out his hand to me and pointed to the pinched patterns and said, "There are Bodhisattvas, God of Wealth, and Zhu Bajie, I don't know what style the girl wants?" ”

"Then, can you pinch it for me... It's like this one you have at hand...", I whispered to the clay figure master.

Suddenly, the crowd rioted in a cheerful and crowded atmosphere.

"Girl, your clay figurine is ready." As he spoke, the old master held the clay figurine in one hand and handed it to me.

I only felt a cold air behind me...

Before I could turn to see what was happening, my lithe body was instantly picked up by a man and spun in the air.

My eyes were already veiled by him, and I couldn't see anything. Before I could react to what was going on, instinctively, I kicked him with both feet.

He didn't do anything out of bounds, but I lay on the man's solid back, very secure.

Suddenly, there was a dull groan in my ears, and my heart suddenly tugged.

"Who the hell are you?" I was about to pull out my hand to remove the gauze that was covering my eyes.

But as soon as the gauze was lifted, the man had already let me go and fled alone.

When I lowered my head, I was amazed to see the puddle of blood blurring beneath my feet.

The crowd was full of panic, panic, uneasiness...

I, on the other hand, stood still, watching the panicked crowd run back and forth in front of my eyes.

Turning around, the clay kneading figure of the kind and kind clay man was still there, and the person was gone.

I looked around and noticed that the cuckoo around me was gone, and I began to look for the cuckoo, but I could not see the shadow of the girl. I had no choice but to go back to the inn first, and I thought to myself: What happened to this girl, I ran away regardless of it.

"Chu Li," a sturdy man stood in front of him, and a familiar baritone sounded in his ears.

He, call me Chu Li.

Could it be that Long Chen has seen the emperor come back, but he won't run into me so coincidentally, right?

I looked up in amazement at the familiar man in front of me. "Hulu Fanguang?"

How did he end up here?

He stood in front of me with a very indifferent face at the moment, and his thin lips were not bloody.

"How could you... I'm sorry," I was unlucky to be caught by him here, and now I can only say sorry to him when I meet an enemy.

"Go back," he said coldly without waiting for me to finish.

His sharpened cheeks were chilly, but they were full of slaughter at the moment.

I could read the gloom in his eyes, the disappointment...

"Are you still mad at me? But I want to say, whether you believe me or not. I've lost my memory, I know you're the Buddha, I'm your enemy, I've stolen your Blood and Blood Reishi, but I really don't know what I've used them for. ”

"No, I'm not angry." He was still indifferent to his words.

Hearing such words, the heart suddenly felt an inexplicable pain ...

"Let's go back," his right hand hung in mid-air, and slowly fell in a clear arc.

He turned around and left me with a quiet, calm side face.

But where do you go back?

I turned my back to him and carefully followed his steps.

Looking at his blurring back, I couldn't help but apologize to him anymore.

Three or two steps to his right.

"I'm homeless now, enemy. I am now boarding in Luyang Wang Longchen ......"

Before the words fell, I watched as his cold and ethereal face slowly slipped and fell to the ground in my ears.