Nazha walked to Ziyi's side, her eyes were vicious, but there was a smile on her face: "Since the emperor likes this girl, the concubine will give this girl to the emperor——"

"Hehe, the concubine really has a heart." Duanmu Xun replied lightly, squinted at Ziyi, and walked out of Ziyao Hall with great strides.

"Dead girl, take care of me, or else—" Nazha looked at Purple Cloth, her deep voice shuddering. Ziyi pretended to be Nono, and then left with Duanmu Xun.

Bi'er and Cui'er looked at the purple clothes that came out of Mu Xun at the same end in surprise, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

"The concubine still has to talk to your master for a while, I think you should go back." Passing Bi'er and Cui'er, Duanmu Xun's "kind" reminder, the two little girls hesitated and nodded.

Ziyi followed Duanmu Xun all the way into the Heart Cultivation Palace, and dismissed everyone in the hall, Duanmu Xun turned around, with a playful look on his face: "I really don't know, Concubine Ling can also use this disguise technique." ”

"Huh." Seeing that she was pierced, Ziyi just chuckled lightly and said, "That concubine suddenly found a concubine, and the concubine did this as a last resort." The emperor must have seen that this concubine did not have any good intentions. ”

"I'm curious, what kind of means did the concubine use?" Duanmu Kaoru narrowed his eyes, deliberately not looking at the face of the woman in front of him. Compared to this ordinary face, he liked the way she wore a mask.

"If the emperor wants to know, it would be good if he went to see it himself." Ziyi pursed his lips and shook his somewhat stiff neck. It's really pampered, and now after standing in one posture for an hour, it's all sore.

"Hehe, since Concubine Ling has such a disguised ability, why don't you just restore her original appearance? Do you want to wear a mask for life? Duanmu Kaoru thought of the face he had just seen - that must be the burned face of the woman in front of him, right?

A touch of pity welled up in his heart, he stepped forward and unconsciously stroked the cheek of the purple cloth with his big hand: "It hurts." ”

It wasn't the first time that Duanmu Kaoru had been shocked by his brainless movement, his hand on Ziyi's cheek was a little stiff, and the expression on his face became unnatural for a moment.

Ziyi was in a trance for a moment, she twisted her brows slightly, then smiled slightly, naturally removed Duanmu Xun's hand from under her cheek, and said softly: "If the emperor has nothing else, Ziyi will retreat first." ”

Ziyi admitted that she was very useless at that moment.

She saw the embarrassment in Duanmu Kaoru's eyes, and she was afraid of Duanmu Kaoru's sudden estrangement. So she would rather choose to flee on her own.

Duanmu Kaoru nodded slightly, frowning.

At this moment, for the first time, he had the urge to regain his memories.

Looking at the back of the purple clothes leaving, the small figure gradually disappeared until it disappeared, and Duanmu Xun called the little Dezi standing outside the door.

"Your Majesty." Xiao Dezi stood respectfully under His Royal Highness.

"Go and pass the bluegrass."

"Yes."

As soon as the purple clothes returned to the hall with their front feet, Xiao Dezi followed with their back feet.

Watching Lan Cao leave with Xiao Dezi, Ziyi's heart suddenly felt a little worried.

"Mother."

In the evening, Ziyao Hall sent someone to send "Concubine Ling" back. Ziyi simply checked the wounds on the little girl's body, most of the wounds were in places where people could not be seen, red and swollen, and bruised, but they would not be fatal.

Cui'er stretched out her hand and handed the potion left by the blue grass to Ziyi, who washed the mask off the little girl's face and commanded in a low voice: "Send this girl to the Heart Cultivation Palace, what should the emperor do with the way of nature." ”

Cui'er nodded.

After dinner, Cui'er took advantage of the night to transport the person to the Heart Cultivation Hall and handed it over to Xiao Dezi. Xiao Dezi didn't ask much, but just brought the person to Duanmu Kaoru.

At this time, Blue Grass was carefully examining Duanmu Kaoru's body.

Duanmu Kaoru wants to restore his memory, which is what Bluegrass likes to see.

It's just a whole afternoon, Lan Cao has checked everything he can think of and can check, but he still can't find a reason, Duanmu Kaoru sighed slightly, and waved his hand at Lan Cao.

Maybe -- he shouldn't have forced it.

Looking at the people His Royal Highness was brought in by Xiao Dezi, Duanmu Kaoru got up.

This girl should be the little palace maid of Ziyao Palace, yes, just look at the clothes on her body, you can know that she is probably the unlucky woman who was dropped by herself.

The woman was unconscious at this time, her hair wet and covered with sweat.

The little pale faces were twisted together, as if they had endured great pain.

"What's wrong with her?" Kaoru Duanmu turned around and looked at the blue grass. Lan Cao stepped forward knowingly, and with just one glance, he said: "It's poisoned, but it's not in the way, it will only be painful for a while." ”

"Heh-" Duanmu Kaoru sneered in his mouth, looked up at Xiao Dezi, and his cold voice echoed in the Heart Cultivation Palace: "Deal with it, leave no trace." ”

Lan Cao's eyes widened in surprise, although she had already seen the killing and bloodshed in this palace, but now that she really saw it, she was still a little unacceptable.

"Yes." Xiao Dezi didn't say much, just responded respectfully, and immediately waved his hand outside, and when he landed, four guard-like people walked in and took the woman who was still unconscious.

"You go back first, don't mention the matter I found you today to anyone, not Concubine Ling." There was still a hint of indifference in Duanmu Kaoru's voice, which made Lan Cao shudder unconsciously.

When Lan Cao came back, he was very worried, Zi Yi asked casually, and seeing that Lan Cao was a little difficult to speak, he didn't say much. Although she wanted to know why Duanmu Kaoru suddenly asked Lancao to go to the Heart Cultivation Palace, she believed that Lancao would not betray her.

At night, as if he had long been accustomed to Duanmu Kaoru's arrival, Ziyi sat alone in the courtyard.

The weather has gradually warmed up, and now it is only half a month before Sisi's birthday.

Ziyi turned around and looked in the direction of her room, where there was a gift she had given to Sisi.

With a belief in her heart, she stood up.

"Wait?" Duanmu Kaoru's voice sounded above Ziyi's head, and Ziyi followed the sound and saw Duanmu Kaoru wearing a white dress at this time and standing on the roof. Behind him was a huge full moon, which shone softly on his white clothes.

The breeze blows, and the hair scattered on the back of the head is fluttering lightly.

The purple clothes hooked the corners of his lips, and the purple mask reflected the moonlight.

Duanmu Kaoru jumped in front of Ziyi. He held a flask in his hand, and there was a faint aroma of wine on his body.

In Ziyi's memory, no matter what happened to this emperor, he was not the kind of person who would choose to use wine to drown his sorrows.

"The emperor has something on his mind?" Ziyi pursed her lips and hesitated, but still spoke.

"I just feel that I don't seem to be like myself anymore—" Duanmu Kaoru chuckled, sat down on the stone bench opposite the purple clothes, raised the wine jug in his hand, and said, "Would you like to drink with me?" ”

Ziyi hesitated for a moment, but still sat down opposite Duanmu Kaoru, and in the silent night there was only the sound of the wind of "Sasha". Ziyi took the flask in Duanmu Kaoru's hand, took off the purple mask on his face, and a face full of scars still suffocated Duanmu Kaoru's breath.

I raised my head and took a sip of the wine in the pot, and the bitter and spicy sensation spread on the tip of my tongue.

Ziyi is not very good at drinking, so he choked and coughed violently for a while, and a mist rose in his eyes.

Duanmu Kaoru's gaze was tightly locked on Ziyi's miserable little face, which should have been disgusting, but at this time, with the soft moonlight and those faint purple eyes, it also lost its hideousness.

"Is there a way for Bluegrass to heal your face?" Duanmu Kaoru looked away, a hint of regret in his voice. He took the flask in Ziyi's hand, raised his head, and poured another large sip of liquor into his stomach.

Ziyi reached out to brush the wine from the corner of his mouth and touched his cheek, "Women are those who please themselves, and now Ziyi is no longer a pleasing person, so why should she seek a way to restore her appearance." It's good this way, at least it won't be a thorn in anyone's side anymore, and it won't become a thorn in the emperor's heart. ”

Ziyi raised his eyes and looked at this end of Mu Xun, the mist in those eyes was still there, but his eyes were faint.

"There is no one to please anymore—" Kaoru Duanmu lowered his head and muttered softly, repeating, and at the end, another sip of strong wine entered his stomach.

Did this woman give up?

Gave up and went back to him?

He should be happy-

In this way, he doesn't need to struggle in the bottom of his heart, and he doesn't need to deliberately retrieve the memories that he lost.

It's just that I am unwilling.

The dignity of the emperor makes it impossible for him to admit that he is now "abandoned" by a woman.

"You say—if I really loved you that much, why did I forget you?" Duanmu Kaoru looked at the purple clothes with a blur in his eyes, and in the confusion, there was a touch of bitterness and a trace of tenderness.

"I don't know." He lowered his head, pursed his lips lightly, and then raised his head, and looked at Duanmu Kaoru with big purple eyes without blinking: "Your Majesty, there is a problem with Ziyi." ”

"What?"

"If the purple clothes are restored, will the emperor return to the purple clothes?" The fingertips stroked her bumpy cheek again, it was the mask that Ziyi had asked Lancao to make for her, and not only on her face, at this time, her entire body was wrapped in such a mask.

"I—"

"The emperor doesn't need to answer." Ziyi suddenly stood up, turned his back to Duanmu Kaoru, and looked at the bright moon above his head.

I know—

I don't know.

What does it matter?

If she restores her appearance and Duanmu Kaoru returns to her side, is it still that pure love between them?

If she recovers her appearance, Duanmu Kaoru still won't return to her side, so will she be disillusioned for a while, and she won't even have the courage to continue struggling?

Shaking his head slightly, Ziyi suddenly felt that the question he had just asked was ridiculous.

"Please forget what the emperor said just now—"

A pair of warm hands went around her waist.

The faint medicinal fragrance on Duanmu Xun's body, mixed with the aroma of wine in his mouth, made Ziyi's heart sink in an instant.

"Why do I forget about you, but I still want to hug you?" Duanmu Kaoru propped his chin on Ziyi's shoulder, and his pointed chin made Ziyi's shoulder slightly painful. "Why do I forget you, but I still want to see you for some reason. Why do I know that I shouldn't remember you anymore, but I still can't help but want to see you? ”

Ziyi's body trembled slightly, and the mist in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

"I thought that if you were ruined, I would not care, and I even laughedly thought that in this way, I would naturally be closer to you—at least, I should not fall in love with an ugly bastard."

“……”

"But purple clothes—I can't help but miss you. Your voice will ring in your ears anytime, anywhere. In dreams there are your laughter, your tears. I will be sad to see your indifference, your scars, the hatred in your eyes—I have forgotten you, and I have no memory of you in my mind, but my heart, my limbs, it is as if I have already recorded everything I have written about you. What is not dominated by the mind will be good to you and will miss you. ”

“……”

"I miss your taste, I miss your smile, I miss your purple eyes, I miss—"

Duanmu Kaoru turned Ziyi's body over, lowered his head, and looked at Ziyi's misty eyes.

There were suspicious droplets of water on the shaky eyelashes, and the two slightly pale lips trembled slightly.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he just couldn't control it and wanted to kiss him.

Ziyi looked at the face that was constantly enlarging in front of her, closed her eyes gently, the familiar breath lingered on the tip of her nose, and the familiar temperature tossed on the side of her lips.

This night, she thought, they were all drunk.

If she wasn't drunk, how could Duanmu Kaoru carry her into the inner sanctum.

If she hadn't been drunk, how could she have been stripped of her robe so lightly.

If she hadn't been drunk, how could Duanmu Kaoru have kissed her wounds inch by inch.

If she hadn't been drunk, how could she have been so closely bound to him-

Early the next morning, when Ziyi woke up, the position on his side was empty. Before Bi'er came in, she quickly cleaned herself up.

"Niangniang, why did you get up so early today?"

Since Ziyi knew that Duanmu Xun would come to this hall every night, she lit incense in this hall every night to make Cui'er and Bi'er sleep more deeply.

Seeing Bi'er push the door in, Ziyi sorted out her feelings and smiled lightly: "If you think about it early, it will naturally be early." What's so special about today? ”

Bi'er looked at Ziyi, didn't understand the meaning of Ziyi's words for a while, just shook her head gently: "It's nothing special." ”

Ziyi was in a good mood today, changed into a light green gauze skirt, pulled up the hair that had just reached her chest, washed off the human skin [harmony] mask on her face, and smiled with a pair of purple eyes.

"Niangniang, you are in a good mood today." Bi'er hadn't seen Ziyi's smile like this for a long time, and looked at the person in the bronze mirror with a light smile, "Niangniang, you should smile more." ”