"Remember me, remember..."

"Who are you... , and when did that jade pendant appear in my room?"

"Don't remember, really don't remember?"

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It's the same conversation again, the difference is that there is a large area of fog that appears in the dream, a gust of wind blows, and the fog slowly dissipates. "Silver!"

Lin Xiying woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, looked at the ceiling, and listened to the wind blowing by the window through the thing with wind chimes, which sounded crisply. Lin Xiying was stunned when he looked at it, the buildings here are so strange, so strange, only the ancient court has such a building in his memory...

"Hehe... Liar, how can it be ancient... Must be dreaming... Sleep... It's good to wake up... Haha..." Lin Xiying comforted herself, then closed her eyes, I don't know how long it took, she opened her eyes again, and suddenly there was an extra pair of eyes in front of her, "Ah..." Lin Xiying was taken aback, "You... Who are you?" After sorting out her thoughts, she looked at him, just staring at him, with a beautiful face, big eyes, long eyelashes, fair skin, and silver hair in a shawl, which set off his difference, which made Lin Xiying, who was a woman, ashamed of herself...

"Sister, you're awake, it's great... I'm going to inform my father!" Before Lin Xiying could react, the little guy had already left happily...

"Hmmm... My head hurts, what's going on... Where is this... It turned out that it was not a dream... It's really not a dream..."

Lin Xiying sat up from the bed and observed everything in the room, everything was so unfamiliar, this scene, even if she dreamed, she had never dreamed of it.

The furnishings of this room are very exquisite, the big bed, the bed is hung with small beads like glass balls, the bed curtains are neatly hung, in the huge room, the items are placed neatly, but in the neatness reveals elegance and dignity.

Lin Xiying got up and looked around, she recalled what happened, and muttered to herself, "I was walking in the park, and then I heard a cry for help, and then I jumped into the water to save people, and then I almost drowned, and finally... I seem to be unconscious..." Suddenly, Lin Xiying remembered that powerful force, "Could it be... I..." Lin Xiying couldn't accept her current situation and didn't dare to think about it.

After waking up for so long, she noticed what she was wearing for the first time, a white gauze dress, the clothes were a little transparent, and they fit so well that they wrapped Lin Xiying's body, but..." Why does it feel like this isn't my body?!" Lin Xiying looked at her hair, hanging down like a waterfall, very long, just like the young man just now, silver and white, hanging down on her shoulders, her body is exquisite, it can be described as graceful...

Lin Xiying panicked, she ran to the mirror, in the mirror, she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her face, and the self in the mirror was not her at all, but another person.

She looked at the person in the mirror, and thought of the ancients to describe the appearance of a woman sinking into a fish and a goose, and the appearance of a shy flower in the closed moon: "The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the two bends are like frowning and not frowning, a pair of eyes that seem to be happy and not happy, the sorrow of the two spirits, the illness of the delicate body, the graceful time is like a flower shining on the water, and the action is like a weak willow supporting the wind..."

Lin Xiying looked at herself in the mirror and was also fascinated, "Why is this happening... Then am I dead???" Lin Xiying sat in front of the mirror in a daze, she remembered the young man in the dream, the silver-haired young man, but she had never seen his appearance, she knew that he should be able to help her solve these doubts, in fact, she was not sure if he was a real person, but it was certain that the dreams she had before were inseparable from her now!

"Luo Jing..." Lin Xiying was called out and broke free from deep thought. Lin Xiying looked up at the somewhat old man, and when she heard him call her, she knew that he should be the father of this body.

"Father?"

"Sister, what's wrong with you, have you forgotten? This is my father, I'm Heng'er" The young man smiled sweetly, like the sunshine in spring...

Now Lin Xiying's heart is so confused, because she doesn't know if she should tell them the truth, but she is struggling again, will they believe it if she says it, what can she do, she can't go back...

"Luo Jing, what are you thinking?

"Hmmm... Father, I can't think of many things..." Lin Xiying decided not to tell them that she was not the owner of this body

"Sister..." The light in the young man's eyes slowly dimmed, for him, she was the favorite person among all his sisters, "Sister, I am Heng, your cutest brother... You can't forget me, you can't !!" As soon as the words fell, the boy ran away, perhaps, he needed time to accept the reality...

"Luo Jing, it's okay to forget, as long as you wake up, it's good to wake up, my father is already satisfied..." As he spoke, he brushed his sleeves away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of his eyes.

"Hello and happy..." Lin Xiying silently said to the owner of this body in her heart, with a little envy, a little jealousy, a little regret... Although she didn't know why she came to this world, why she was in this world.

"Come on, help the princess to the bed, and then make something to eat and send it to the princess's room"

The palace maids outside the door replied in unison when they heard it, "Yes..."

"Jing'er, you take a rest first, Yin, you protect the princess"

As soon as the words fell, she heard a crisp and neat answer "Yes!" A man appeared next to Lin Xiying with a whoosh after answering "yes", she froze, silently surprised in her heart, "What kind of world is this..." Lin Xiying turned to look at the appearance of the person who came, her heart seemed to stop beating at the moment she saw him, Lin Xiying looked at the man who was called Yin, he had the same silver hair as her, and his face looked like a person who came out of a painting, this is Lin Xiying's first impression of him, he has exquisite facial features, "Even if it is an "artificial person", it may not be so "ingenious"..." This is the only adjective Lin Xiying can come up with,

"Jing'er, this is Yin, do you remember?"

"Yin, you accompany Jing'er, talk about something, maybe, she will remember..."

"Jing'er, my father still has things to deal with, you have a good rest first"

"Yes, Father, go well"

Short words, without too much embellishment, Lin Xiying understood the father's heart, the daughter who finally woke up, but lost her memory, should she be happy or unlucky...