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"Not really, it's just a woman, it's not worth wasting the king's mood, now I just want to find what I once lost." If he recovers his memory, he will be able to remember many things, such as the princess he forgot.

Soon, it was already the Mid-Autumn Festival, and after Feng Huayin's body improved a little, he also moved back to live in the palace.

"Your Highness, are you going to incense today?" Zhang Wei couldn't help but ask.

Feng Huayin snorted lightly, and he didn't know why, he always felt that there was such a voice in his heart, reminding him to do this.

The carriage stopped slowly at the gate of Hanshan Temple, and the person who walked down was Zheng Zelan, and after changing into a folk woman's long skirt, she was still beautiful and moving. Over the years, life in the deep palace has worn out the simplicity and kindness of her ordinary woman.

"Master, where is the life outside the palace as comfortable as in the palace, look at this sparse road, all of which are dirty with the master's embroidered shoes." As she spoke, there was a hint of displeasure in Peach's expression.

"Really? But the palace feels that the days outside the palace are very comfortable, and if it can, the palace hopes to never enter the palace. She said in a light tone.

After hearing this, Tao'er had an unclear expression on her face and asked, "Master, what are you thinking?" ”

Sometimes Ning Xiyue didn't know what she was thinking, and she said slowly in a deep groan: "The heart of this palace is very chaotic, many things are not as simple as you think, the life of fine clothes and food in this palace is indeed the envy of countless people, but it is not what this palace wants." ”

But how does Tao'er think that Zheng Zelan's relationship with the emperor is very good, how many people can't ask for it, but it's a pity that as a slave, she still didn't dare to say these words.

"Female donor, please!" The little monk said softly.

As soon as she walked in, she saw Feng Huayin's figure from a distance, and a smile suddenly flashed at the corner of her lips, and she slowly opened her lips and said, "Should this palace say that this is fate or coincidence?" ”

"Master, how can it be the Eighth Prince?" Peach's eyes lit up.

Of course, Zheng Zelan didn't expect that this was Feng Huayin, thinking about it, he walked slowly to Feng Huayin's side, and saw that he was seriously worshipping the Buddha, so he also knelt on the mat and put on incense.

After Feng Huayin smelled a familiar aroma, some pictures gradually appeared in his mind, and he secretly said in his heart: Why is the smell of incense so familiar, it seems that where has it been smelled?

Looking sideways at the woman beside him, Feng Huayin retracted his expression, stood up and gave the abbot some incense money before leaving.

"Oops!" When Zheng Zelan got up, he fell.

After seeing this, Feng Huayin wanted to speak and stopped, so he walked over and helped the person up, and said with a faint gaze: "What are you doing here?" ”

After hearing this, Zheng Zelan said softly: "I just came to Shangxiang, I didn't expect to meet you here, Hua Yin, why is your attitude towards me always so cold, did I do something wrong and make you unhappy?" ”

These words made Feng Huayin's expression change a little, and after pondering for a long time, he couldn't help but say: "You think too much, there are no such things." ”

"No, you weren't like that to me before." Zheng Zelan's words, every sentence seems to be a trap.

Feng Huayin was not interested in listening to her wasting time here, and after pulling Zheng Zelan's arm away, he lowered his voice and said, "Just say what you want to do!" ”

Zheng Zelan's expression was a little more questioning, so she said with an unhappy face: "I want to know, do you really not remember me in your heart?" Hua Yin, what did I do to you, can't you really forget? ”

"Niangniang, my lord's body has not recovered yet, and he has to go back to the house first." Zhang Wei hurriedly walked over.

After hearing this, Zheng Zelan's displeased eyes swept at Zhang Wei beside him, and then he couldn't help but say: "This palace is talking to His Royal Highness, what are you talking to as a guard, and you still don't retreat?" ”

Seeing that Feng Huayin didn't speak, Zhang Wei stood aside sullenly.

"Hua Yin, can we take a step to speak?" She asked softly.

The two walked in the grove behind the temple, looking at Feng Huayin with a worried look, Zheng Zelan lowered her voice and said, "What is it that makes you so depressed, the last time I saw you, it was the same?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just trying to remember the past." Feng Huayin replied in a quiet tone.

Blowing a cool breeze, Zheng Zelan raised her hand to brush her hair, raised her eyes to look at Feng Huayin and said, "Aren't all things in the past in the past, why do you still hold on to the past?" ”

"This king still remembers that there is a princess, and he will think of her no matter what......" said, Feng Huayin's gaze became more and more firm.

However, his words made the face of the woman next to him change greatly, Zheng Zelan tightened her fingers, and after a while, she slowly took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "Also, what do you remember?" ”

What Zheng Zelan didn't expect was that he had already lost his memory, Feng Huayin actually remembered Ning Xiyue, how important was this woman in his heart, so that he would never forget Feng Huayin's amnesia?

Feng Huayin thought about it seriously before saying, "I don't remember a lot of things anymore, Niangniang, what do you want to know?" ”

"So you've forgotten what happened between us?" As she spoke, Zheng Zelan raised her hand and put her hand on Feng Huayin's shoulder, looked at the man in front of her with silky eyes, and whispered, "Do you remember our ...... before?"

"You!" Before Zheng Zelan could finish the words on his lips, he was pushed away by Feng Huayin, and he crashed into the tree behind him in embarrassment, and suddenly looked at the person in front of him in pain.

After seeing this, Feng Huayin couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. ”

"How could you do this to me?" As she spoke, Zheng Zelan slowly squatted down with a sad look.

Looking at Zheng Zelan like this, a small figure suddenly appeared in Feng Huayin's mind, although she couldn't see who this woman was, but her laughter kept lingering in her mind, could this be the person she had been looking for?

"Hua Yin, Hua Yin, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Zelan hurriedly supported the people around him.

Feng Huayin relieved himself before pushing away the woman in front of him, holding his body and saying, "This king is fine, please respect yourself." ”

Dead weight? Zheng Zelan was a little funny in her heart, she originally wanted to tempt Feng Huayin, but she didn't expect that what she said Feng Huayin really didn't believe anything, she had already lost her memory and her will was still so firm, but he was a good man, and he was cheaper than Ning Xiyue's slut.

"You're not in good health, it's getting dark, let's stay in the temple first, I'm worried about what impact it will have on you if you go back." Zheng Zelan had already planned that as long as Feng Huayin stayed here tonight, then she would definitely find a way to get this man.

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