Facing Mu Qingyan's pressing step by step, Xiaolu didn't dare to look at her. She staggered back a few steps.

She began to lose control of her emotions, and her delicate face was fearful and helpless, as if she was in trouble.

Fawn: "Ah! Tearing out. She held her head in her hands uncontrollably, bitterly unwilling to remember those cruel images.

The mouth kept murmuring: "I don't know, I don't know, miss!" I don't know, don't push me, I don't know anything! ”

Mu Qingyan saw her in such pain, as if the memories she had lost would make the deer miserable and desperate like a flood beast.

"Okay, okay, let's not think about it, let's all forget about that, okay?!" Finally she relented. She pulled the fawn into her arms and comforted her softly, she would not pursue it.

She patted the fawn's thin back, trying to use the tenderness of her palm to convey her concern.

She knew that her amnesia was related to that Xuan Gongzi, and she also knew that Xiaolu's fear was because of her father. Because she had just arrived, she had already been told the answer.

Mu Qingyan was holding the fawn, her body was still trembling, but it was much better than just now.

She compromised, and the fawn's emotions told her that it was a cruel and bloody past.

She led the fawn to the bedside, and the two of them sat down.

Mu Qingyan pinched her eyebrows, the fragments of her memories appeared in her mind little by little but were very vague, paragraph by paragraph, without any rules, the figure of a man kept appearing in her memory, but it was vague, she couldn't see the appearance clearly, she just felt that the figure was familiar.

It's just that she struggled to piece together those fragmented memories, but found that there was no way to reassemble and pick them up anyway.

I don't know how long it took, the little girl who leaned next to her was tired of crying, and she didn't make a fuss like just now.

Eventually, the room was calm again.

And she was a little tired. She hugged the fawn and gently comforted her like a big sister.

The palm of his hand was still gently pressed against her back, and he patted and stopped. It's like a big sister who coaxes a little sister to sleep, and she doesn't even notice it when she's gentle.

Xiaolu leaned on Mu Qingyan's arms and tilted his head, "Miss, let's forget about the past, okay?!" She had a nasal voice, a soft and glutinous tone, with a solicitation.

The eyes soaked in tears are as gentle as a clear spring. Watery, people can't help but refuse.

"Hmm......" Mu Qingyan agreed in a low voice. It's not going to force her, it's not going to learn about her past from her.

But she was only a temporary compromise, and she wanted an explanation for the lost part of her memories, whether it was for the original owner or for herself.

Because memory is the most precious thing in a person's life. For better and for worse.

The fawn's body squirmed, and its head rubbed into Mu Qingyan's arms. It seems to be looking for a comfortable place to lean.

The fawn bit her lip.

She felt guilty about hiding herself.

Miss, I'm sorry. Those things you want to know, forgive me for not telling you. Because forgetting is a relief for you.

……

She didn't tell Mu Qingyan the truth of the matter after all, because she didn't want to mention the slightest bit of news about Xuan Yingmo.

I don't want them to lick some troubles in the years that have been worse.

She couldn't tell her why she knew about the emperor's decree before it arrived. persuade her to agree to the marriage.

It's just that while she was in a coma, the negative person appeared in Qingranju and rescued her from the ghost gate.

Xuan Gongzi told her that the young lady would wake up in a few days, and when she woke up, she would not remember some things, including him as a person. Everything that has to do with him will be forgotten.

She was already looking forward to this Xuan Gongzi who broke their young lady's heart, and she couldn't help but ask: Why did Miss forget about it?

The man didn't explain, and told her: The holy decree of marriage will come down in a few days, and let her persuade the young lady to marry into the Qin Palace.

Hearing the news, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The dream lover of all the women in Bianjing.

Qin King Gu Fenglan! Such an unbeatable, noble, cruel, and extremely arrogant man, will Miss be happy when she marries?

She didn't dare to think about it.

I just feel that fate has played a joke on them again.