In the cold palace, the wind is blowing, and from time to time the crow cries come from the eaves, which makes people shudder. Chu Changting curled up in the corner of the wooden bed, and if he moved slightly, the simple wooden bed would make a squeaky sound, which made people feel bored.

Han Jiao Ji stuck to the root of the wall and quickly found Chu Changting's palace according to the instructions of the gatekeeper. She walked around to the back window and whispered to the window.

"Who?" Yan'er sat up vigilantly, picked up a piece of wood that had fallen from his chair, and carefully moved it to the back window.

"Yan'er! It's me! Han Yaoxi replied with a suppressed voice.

Hearing Han Miao's voice, Yan'er was a little happy at first, but then she was very embarrassed: "Girl, the cold palace is forbidden, don't come to contaminate it." ”

Han Miaoxi was stunned for a moment, and said: "Yan'er, I'm Miao'er, you just let me look at Jin'er, I'm relieved." ”

The sound of the two talking woke Chu Changting from his shallow sleep. Sleepy-eyed, she struggled to prop herself up and asked, "Yan'er, what's wrong?" ”

Hearing Chu Changting's voice, Han Miao's heart was overjoyed, and she hurriedly said, "Jin'er, it's me, Miao!" ”

My Aunt? Chu Changting frowned, she leaned on the side of the bed, thinking carefully about the name. A sense of familiarity came to her face, but she couldn't remember that she had known a person named Auntie. Maybe it's the old man - Chu Changting's eyes flashed, he ran to the window barefoot, ignored Yan'er's obstruction, and said, "I'm Su Jin, do you recognize me in the past?" ”

As soon as Yan'er saw that Chu Changting was thinly dressed, he ran out, and asked Han Miaoting about the past, and his heart was cold. She hurriedly hugged Chu Changting, and then said to the window: "My mother and I don't know anything at all, no matter who you are, if you mess around here again, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" ”

Yan Er said that, and said to Chu Changting again: "Niangniang, have you forgotten Your Majesty's will?" Although this cold palace is remote, it is full of eyes and ears, and if today's events drag on any longer, it will definitely bring disaster to everyone! ”

Han Miaoxi was stunned for a moment, and in her words, she could feel that Chu Changting had lost her memory, no longer remembered who she was, and even really regarded herself as Su Jin. If Chu Changting really lost all his memories, wouldn't there be no one to help him complete his plan?

Seeing that Chu Changting was about to be dragged back to the back compartment by Yan'er, Han Miaoting hurriedly amplified her voice slightly and shouted at her: "Ten miles east of Beishi, at the end of Ding'an Long Street!" ”

Ten miles east of Beishi, at the end of Ding'an Long Street. It's Shen Mansion.

Chu Changting's back shook, and he continued to leave without looking back, his back lonely and resolute.

Why? Han Miaoji covered her face in disbelief - why did Chu Changting lose all his memories? What did Yi Lun Hwan do to her! Hatred gradually appeared in the eyes of the delicate sleeping phoenix, and the dark pupils burned with anger.

Yi Lun Hwan - I don't share the sky with you.

The hour of a stick of incense soon came, and Han Miaoxi knew that she couldn't stay in the cold palace for long, so she quickly returned to Concubine Zhang's Cihe Palace. Along the way, she walked too fast, and her mind was too heavy, and she didn't notice that someone behind her had been watching her quietly.

In the Qiankun Palace, Yi Lunhuan depicted Danqing, dressed in white and smeared under the moonlight, filled with a deep atmosphere.

There was a sound of fine footsteps in the distance, fast and not floating, and when you heard it, you knew that it was a person with deep internal strength. Yi Lunhuan stopped the pen in his hand, he raised his eyes, and a note was handed to him.

"Ten miles east of Beishi, at the end of Ding'an Long Street."

It is Shen Liangchen's mansion. As soon as Yi Lunhuan saw this line of words, layers of murderous aura immediately rose from the bottom of the phoenix's eyes. He clutched the note in his hand, his breathing suddenly became rapid, his chest rose and fell violently with the violent breathing, he bent down slightly, took out the golden silk dragon handkerchief from his arms and quickly covered his mouth, and then coughed violently, his thin shoulders trembled and trembled, like a mountain in danger, wanting to destroy but still stand.

The blood-stained handkerchief was tossed aside, and Yi Lunhuan hurriedly called Mei Rong's name. Mei makeup appeared from the screen behind her, and when she saw the words on the crumpled paper next to the table, her indifferent eyes flashed slightly.

"Give me an investigation of Han Miao's background."

"After finding out, kill her!"

Yi Lunhuan picked up the note again, and then tore it into pieces and waved it towards the hall, and countless snow-white pieces of paper were scattered on the main hall, like the complicated and heavy snow on the night of his accession to the throne, and the blood that could not be washed away on the sun and moon hall.

Mei Xiang silently accepted the order, but her breathing was slightly rapid imperceptibly, her pupils narrowed in the paper rain, and a certain corner of her heart shrank, which made her shiver.

Han Miao. She silently recited the name.