So the three of them returned in the same car, and they were safe all the way.

Jun Yu got out of the car with Qing'er in his arms, and immediately a little maid greeted her, and followed her into the room with tears in her eyes: "Miss Song, you are finally back!" You've been gone for six or seven days, and we all thought ......"

"Get out!" Jun Yu scolded coldly and closed the door.

The little girl was stunned outside the door.

Jun Yu lightly put Qing'er on the bed, set the pillow, and turned back to help her take off her shoes.

Qing'er let him fiddle with him like a puppet, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Jun Yu helped her cover the quilt and grabbed her hand expressionlessly: "Does it still hurt?" ”

Qing'er hurriedly shook her head.

Jun Yu frowned and looked at her: "The fourth lady of the Song family is famous all over the world, but no one has ever said that she is a mute. ”

"I'm not!" Qing'er hurriedly denied it, barely squeezing out a trace of sound in her throat, hoarse and hoarse.

Jun Yu understood the shape of her mouth, but her brows furrowed even tighter: "What are you?" Not dumb? Not Song Qiongzhang? ”

"Neither." Qing'er looked away and said silently.

Jun Yu stared at her for a while, then suddenly hooked the corners of his lips and smiled.

Qing'er suddenly felt creepy.

Fortunately, Jun Yu did not continue to ask. He gently tucked the corners of the quilt for her, put down the tent, and then got up and walked out.

The room was quiet, but Qing'er's heart became more and more anxious. The body was already sleepy, but it was like a thorn on his back, and he couldn't lie down.

After mentally counting to a hundred, she suddenly lifted the quilt and got up and got out of bed.

When I looked up, I saw a picture of a lady hanging on the side wall, depicting a girl in white with a scroll in her hand, with big eyes and a pointed chin.

She looked at it twice, and only felt bored in her heart: what is so good about this beauty lamp that is crooked and seems to be about to die? Only the most unpromising man will love this one!

When she was slandering, she suddenly noticed the inscription on the right side of the painting scroll, which was titled "Bingchen Yuheng portrays Song Nuqiongzhang at the end of summer".

So, the girl on this painting is Song Qiongzhang?

She stared at the line several times in a daze, and then suddenly turned around and threw herself in front of the rhombic mirror.

What is reflected in the mirror is an unfamiliar face: a small nose, a small mouth, a pointed chin, only a pair of almond eyes that are surprisingly large, and an ignorant and easy to bully - it is clearly the appearance of the girl in the painting!

Qing'er was shocked, and subconsciously raised her hand and pinched it around her neck and sideburns.

- No traces of disappearance were found.

The facts were already in front of her, but her heart was still beating suddenly, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

Her face doesn't seem to be like this.

But if you want to ask her what she should be like, she can't say.

My head started hurting again. She rubbed her sideburns vigorously, trying to extract some useful information from the chaos of her mind.

But nothing was found.

The place is horribly quiet. Jun Yu didn't come back all day, and Li Heng's people didn't even come to disturb him.

Qing'er sat for almost a whole day, finally gave up remembering her origins, and picked up the yellowed scroll on the dressing table.

I was going to flip through the two pages to pass the time, but I didn't know that I was fascinated by it.

In the middle of the night, Jun Yu suddenly came back silently.

Qing'er shivered in fright, and subconsciously hid the scroll in her sleeve.

Jun Yu saw it and let out a low sneer: "You don't have to hide. I know that you were Li Heng's person before, and it is human nature to have any love tokens that you can't give up. ”

"Not really!" Qing'er panicked in her heart, and was so anxious that she shouted out in a hoarse voice.

Jun Yu picked her up casually and hugged her into the tent: "But you'd better remember clearly, in the future, you are my ......"