"Hehe, of course, I'll just say, the mistress of Black Swan Castle must be Mrs. You."

「……」

Lin Nuanxi just smiled lightly, but didn't say anything more. Since the thunderstorm night when she stepped into the Black Swan Castle, all the trajectories of her Lin Nuanxi's life have changed because of the bright sun in Beitang.

So many things happened, I went to Tibet to learn about the unknown things in the past of the Beitang Yaori, and those things that happened in the Potala Palace.

The death of Yuan Mian, the death of Murong Rose, and even ...... Jiang Bo's death.

These are the eternal pain in Lin Nuanxi's heart.

and the life in India later, Lin Nuanxi never thought that she would be a Chinese-Indian mixed-race, and even the daughter of the Indian Prime Minister.

There are too many incredible, which makes Lin Nuanxi very confused.

"What's wrong with you, ma'am?"

And even her, Lin Nuanxi, didn't know how she got the wound on her stomach.

"I always feel ...... I seem to have forgotten something very important."

"Forgot something important?"

Su Ruirui was stunned for a moment, and then patted Lin Nuanxi's shoulder without hindrance: "Madam, you had a period of amnesia before, don't you remember it now?"

"Well, I do remember everything, but ...... It seems that there is something else I have forgotten, or rather...... I don't know what to do."

"I don't know what to do?"

"I'm confused, what happened to me after what happened in Tibet? And how did you go to India? I can't remember what happened in between, no matter how much I think about it."

The most important thing is that Lin Nuanxi really wants to know how this scar on her stomach came about.

"No matter how many times I asked Samar in India before, Samar just said that the scar on my stomach was accidentally injured during my illness, but I don't think it's that simple."

"Mrs. ......"

"I always feel like I've forgotten something important, but I can't remember it no matter how much I think about it...... Uhhh

As soon as she thought of this, Lin Nuanxi's head hurt, which was the sequelae left by her stimulation in Tibet.

"Madam, don't think about it if you can't think of it, isn't it good now? The emperor is also by your side, the little master is also by your side, you still have a baby in your belly, you just want to have a happy life in the future, everything else has passed, isn't it?"

「……」

In the end, what have you forgotten?

It seems to be very, very important, but no matter how Lin Nuanxi thinks about it, he can't remember it.

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Lin Yechen took a sip of coffee, and Lin Yeqian sat on the sofa and played with the silver lighter in his hand.

"Lin Ao and Lin Jue, who were pregnant and gave birth to my sister during the period of amnesia and unconsciousness, she will not remember this incident at all."

"I'm not worried about this, Lin Ao and Lin Jue have already learned about their backgrounds, and it's time for them to go back to Beitang Yaosun."

"Brother, have the two children decided?" Lin Yeqian's eyes were slightly sharp, and when he thought that his sons were going back to Black Swan Castle, Lin Yeqian was always a little uncomfortable in his heart: "They haven't decided yet!"

"Ye Qian, whether it is decided or not, it is a fact that Lin Ao and Lin Jue are the sons of Beitang Yaori."

"It's indeed a fact, but I'm not willing to let Beitang Yaori take these two children away so easily!"

From the time they were still infants, Lin Yeqian brought them up little by little, but the hard work and love they paid had to be given to others, and Lin Yeqian was very reluctant in his heart.