Nangong Nuo's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked away, "Naturally." ”

"Really?" Xiao Luo's eyes were also slightly cold, with an imperceptible meaning, "I think that if I like her, I shouldn't test her in this way several times, let alone use her in the way I am now."

Nangong Nuo's face suddenly changed greatly.

It didn't seem that Xiao Luo could openly say such revealing words, so he got up and took a deep breath, "Minister, retire." ”

Seeing King Zhao rush away angrily, Gonggong Li said worriedly, "This His Royal Highness King Zhao is afraid that he will go to the Queen Mother to complain."

Xiao Luo picked up the fold on the table again, his brows furrowed, "Let him see what else he can do to Miss Mei Lin for those things."

Subconsciously, the word "Meishuang" on the lips was replaced by "Miss Lin", but what appeared in my mind was all kinds of encounters with the fake Meishuang:

Her Chu Chu was pitiful in the prison, and her tactful scheming in the cold palace was able to wrap the queen in, until she met her in Miaochun Tower, she fell into her arms, obviously scared to death but looked righteous and awe-inspiring

Even if she had to return to the palace and live alone, she did not complain, she concentrated on the Buddhist scriptures every day, sang to her heart's content, and lived a leisurely life.

Especially thinking about the scene where she carefully dressed up red bumps did not hesitate to be disfigured in front of her and appeared with a mask, it is even more strange

Gonggong Li poured water for the emperor, and inadvertently raised his eyes, and suddenly found that the corners of the emperor's lips were slightly upturned, his eyes were soft, and he was obviously immersed in good memories.

Gonggong Li was a little frightened, since Chu Xiruo disappeared, when did the emperor have such an expression?

I can only seek some comfort in my memories. Gonggong Li thought sympathetically.

--Nangong Nuo, who came out of the Qinzheng Palace, went straight to Meishuang's residence in a rage, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly remembered Xiao Luo's words, and immediately changed his mind, turned around and walked in another direction.

I have to say that he was really disgusted by Xiao Luo's words, and at the same time, he also had a feeling of annoyance and anger that Huo Ran's privacy was revealed.

It was true that he liked Meishuang, and he didn't feel that he didn't like her, except that her sometimes quick temper made him occasionally unhappy, but it didn't affect his liking for her.

In the self-debate of "liking" and "disliking" and the argument of the reasons why N likes a lot, Nangong Nuo returned to the palace and belonged to his own long-lost palace.

As soon as he entered the door, the palace people who were scrubbing the plaque on the ladder were startled, and when he saw that His Royal Highness King Zhao, who was elusive, suddenly returned to the palace, he hurriedly said, "The prince is back?" ”

While he was busy coming down and preparing to enter the palace to report, he didn't expect Nangong Nuo to look up with a gloomy face and say to him, "Take off the plaque!" ”

The palace people didn't understand for a while, and looked up at the plaque in confusion.

Clean, tidy, heavy and bright, in the middle, the word "Nangong", surrounded by cold plums, without a little damage.

He was just about to open his mouth to ask what was wrong, but he saw that Nangong Nuo had already entered the door.

Thinking of King Zhao's terrible face, the palace people were so frightened that they hurriedly got down the ladder, slipped into the door, let go of their throats and shouted, "The prince is back"

In an instant, it alarmed the whole palace, and people from all walks of life quickly came out to greet them.

But no matter whether it was the smiling beauty or the respectful palace people, they were all waved by Nangong Nuo impatiently, and they entered the house and closed the door and began to face the wall in a daze.

Several graceful beauties stood outside with handkerchiefs in their hands, and they hadn't seen King Zhao for a long time, and they were all eager. It's just that they were jealous of each other and ignored each other, but now they look at each other, confused and at a loss, and finally turn around and leave after each other.

Nangong Nuo sat alone in the palace, and Xiao Luo's words were still ringing in his ears. Meishuang's words last night came to an abrupt end at a critical moment, and he was upset for a while, even though he was only a small step away from the answer, but it was like an insurmountable gap.

After sitting quietly for a while, he tried his best to calm himself down, came to a painting wall, raised his hand and secretly clicked the button in the bookcase next to him, only to hear a slight sound, and a gap opened in the painting wall, just enough for one person to pass through.

After he dodged in, the gap slowly closed, and there was no trace.

Stepping inside is like a different world.

In the huge space, the candles are bright, and there are rows of long tables neatly placed against the wall, on which are all kinds of strangely shaped clay pots and bottles. From time to time, all kinds of strange sounds came from inside.

Many sounds converge and echo in the huge space, making people feel creepy.

Perhaps accustomed to such a voice, Nangong Nuo stood with his hands in his hands and coldly glanced at the qi in front of him.

Not long after, a man in black appeared behind him like a ghost, and said respectfully, "His Royal Highness King Zhao"

Nangong Nuo didn't look back, but said coldly, "Are you fooling this king?" ”

The man in black looked stunned for a moment, and soon understood, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, and hurriedly said, "My subordinates don't dare to deceive King Zhao, this medicine is already the highest level, and it has been tried and tested repeatedly."

Nangong Nuo said coldly, "Do you know what happened to deceiving this king? ”

The man in black suddenly sweated like pulp, and hurriedly knelt down, "My subordinates don't dare!" Can the subordinates know what happened? ”

Nangong Nuo's nose "snorted", and after saying the original version of Meishuang's night appearance, Huo Ran turned around, his face sinking like water, "You said that with the help of that secret medicine, you can use the same situation to restore her memory, last night should be a good time, not to mention that this king has worked hard for so long, why can't he get to that point?" ”

The man in black was silent for a while, and then replied, "Rong subordinates dare to say a word, could it be that she has recovered her memory but is still pretending to be confused?" ”

Nangong Nuo's pupils shrank suddenly.

- In the early morning, hearing Nangong Nuo's footsteps gradually disappearing into the distance, Meishuang slowly opened her eyes.

Last night's terrifying dream made her feel like returning to the night of horror in the Jokhang Temple, how similar the two scenes were. No matter what happened before, she just went back to where she was.

The first time in the night of the Jokhang Temple, when she bent down to pick up the Buddhist scriptures on the ground, the strange "living Buddha" came down from above and called her to stop, she always had a clear consciousness. So she can be sure that the conversation experience between her and the living Buddha is not a dream. Even if the footsteps came to an end and she returned to her original bent state, she could still be sure.

However, why she got up from the ground like a puppet and returned to her place was still a mystery to her.

However, the qiē that happened last night is still vivid, and when I open my eyes, it is still in the same place. If it is a dream, the dream is so clear that the immersive feeling is like happening in front of you. Could it be that she sleepwalked?

Even if she was not conscious due to the fright, she still clearly felt that Nangong Nuo seemed to care about what she had experienced, especially when he asked "where, what is there", and the sudden nervous reaction of her body made her very vigilant at that time, as if he knew her dream.

Retracting her thoughts from last night's terrifying memories, Mei Shuang sighed softly, and a sudden intuition told her what secret should be hidden in her body, or it can be said that there should be an unknown secret between the living Buddha and her, and this secret should be of great interest to some people, especially Nangong Nuo.

It's just that, how could she have such a dream? What do the words in the dream mean?

Meishuang turned over slightly, looking out intently.

Outside the window, the sunlight shines through the dense canopy of a large tree in the yard, which is enough to dazzle the eyes of flower people after a long time.

Mei "Frost raised her arm to block the harsh light, and inadvertently saw a few drops of candle oil on her forearm. It was like a drop of water on his arm, and it had long since dried up.

Meishuang was taken aback, and suddenly rolled over from the bed, ignoring the splash of golden flowers in front of her, and hurriedly stretched out her arms in front of her eyes to look carefully at the light outside.

Last night, she was so frightened by the burst of laughter that she accidentally knocked over the candle. At that time, my arm hurt, and I thought that the candle oil was dripping on my arm, and I had no time to take care of the situation at that time. I didn't expect it to be on my arm. Is it possible to think that last night was not a dream?

Meishuang was stunned by her own conclusions and froze in place.

If it wasn't a dream, it was someone who smuggled himself somewhere in the middle of the night, and then he saw the Buddha statue there, and the scene between himself and him should be true.

Such a conclusion even frightened Meishuang even more than the dream just now.

Last night, Nangong Nuo slept next to him, if he didn't have it, with his superb martial arts, he wouldn't know? Or was he drugged? However, his appearance was distinctly sober, and while trying to reassure himself, he was quite interested in his own nonsense.

Then, there is only one possibility.

Thinking of this, Mei Shuang's face turned pale suddenly, a cold air began to rise from the soles of her feet, and her limbs and bones instantly showed a bone-chilling coldness, which made her tremble unconsciously.

If it weren't for the candle oil, she would still have thought that last night's experience was nothing more than a terrible dream. So who has the power to make her think it's just a dream after a real experience? To put it bluntly, it is absolutely high-tech, which is enough to interfere with her cranial nerves and make her dreamlike.

Meishuang bit her lower lip and was stunned for a long time, and suddenly remembered that it was time to wipe the marks on her arm.

Obviously, the other party didn't intend to let her know too much, so in a way that all her actions turned into a dream in her consciousness. Such a dream should be intended to evoke her memory. Because, at least, she already had something vaguely in her mind

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