Ye Qing looked at him in disbelief, and his thoughts turned a thousand times.

But even if this man had been following him, how could he know such a secret thing, could he have seen something?

Mo Ce's eyes looked at Ye Qing silently for a while, and then he said heavily: "Huh...... Qingqing, you really forgot completely.

The six-star iris was given to you by me, have you forgotten its flower language? Have you forgotten the conditions for flowering? ”

Ye Qing was stunned, and the six-star iris ...... Six-star iris ......

"You, not Moche? You're from the same place as me, aren't you, and you're attached to him with the same soul as me? ”

"I'm Mo Ce, you remember my surname is Mo, not the Fifth Mo Che you know.

Ye Qing, can't you really remember?

In the Butterfly Valley of the Forgotten Planet, the white six-star irises have turned purple because of your arrival, and they are all over the mountains and valleys.

Have you really forgotten how we met? ”

When Ye Qing heard this, he was petrified.

Him and her?

Iris......

When many people first see irises, they are attracted by its beautiful figure that resembles a butterfly.

Originally, Iris was the name of a girl, and she was originally the daughter of a landlord's family.

She was beautiful and smart, she was very, very fond of dancing, and then she fell in love with a young man from a poor family.

However, Iris's father does not agree with them being together.

So the two of them wanted to elope, but the guy was worried that Iris was a daughter, and he fell in love with him on impulse, and if he really went with him, he wouldn't be able to endure hardship;

How can the wheelless iris be guaranteed, however, the guy still rejected the iris, and from then on the iris is no longer happy and no longer dancing.

In the end, she committed suicide in the unknown sea of white flowers she liked, and from then on, this sea of white flowers was no longer white.

It slowly turned into a lot of colors, and every time the flowers bloomed, it was like there were thousands of butterflies flying there.

From a distance, it looks like an iris dancing, and later, people called this unknown flower irises.

Six-star irises are even rarer, only found in a valley on the planet "Forgetfulness".

And the flowers there, it has always retained its original white.

Legend has it that the flower language of a single six-star iris is "desperate love", because of its delicate beauty, but fragile and fleeting.

But if someone can make the six-star iris change color and bloom all over the valley, then its flower language will become eternal and love!

Ye Qing slowly fell into contemplation, but no matter what she thought, she didn't remember who had given her the six-star irises.

She was sure that she didn't remember who she had fallen in love with or who she had abandoned.

But what's going on with Moze?

The more she thought about it, the more she had a headache, the more she thought about it, the more her head was a mess, and there was a faint white iris dancing in her mind, Ye Qing couldn't help but cover her head with her hands......

After a stick of incense, the two of them fell quickly. Mo Ce escorted her body around, and the two of them landed firmly on the ground, and he slowly put Ye Qing down.

Ye Qing also came back to his senses from his contemplation, and his vision turned around, and it was outside the gate of Chong'an's post station.

Ye Qing's feet landed on the ground, and finally pushed him away, and she took a deep look at him.

"You...... Thank you for saving me, I have taken note of your great kindness, and I will take my leave. With that, she turned and left.

"Believe it or not, as long as you take one step, Qian Junbao will die!" Mo Ce's eyes fell expressionlessly.

"If he dies, I'll go with him." Ye Qing just paused for a moment, she raised her head again, looked at him with a firm gaze, and said coldly.

"Are you really that fond of a man who doesn't love you?" Moze snorted.

Ye Qing turned his back to him and said, "The deceased is gone, it's all gone."

No matter how you know that I am Ye Qing, and no matter how you know Ye Leek Bud.

At this moment, the person Ye Qing likes is only Qian Junbao.

You can call me selfish, or forget your old self.

In short, Qian Junbao is now my husband, and that's enough. And the previous Ye Qing, you just treat her as if she was dead! ”

As soon as the words fell, at this moment, the sound of horses neighing sounded in the post station.

Inside, Xiao Yuyan hugged Hao Lian Zhai Yang and got into the carriage, and Chu Muyao followed behind.

Mo Ce first turned his head to look inside, and then glanced at Ye Qing with a complicated look in his eyes, and didn't say anything more.

He stretched out his hand to grab her and turned around, and soon the two of them were standing in the corner outside the post house, and Ye Qing pushed his hand hard.

"Let me go, when I beg you!" Ye Qing saw that he couldn't push his hand away, so he looked at him coldly and whispered.

"Don't let go." As the words fell, a rooster crowed in the distance, and a moment later the sound of roosters crowed one after another.

The sky slightly revealed a hint of fish belly white, Mo Ce only felt an instant tingling in his heart, and after a while, he suddenly let go of Ye Qing.

Ye Qing was stunned, and when he saw him pause there, he opened his lips and stopped, then closed and closed, and was speechless.

So she tried to take a step, but saw that he did not come to stop him.

She bit her lip and didn't look back at him, but strode in the opposite direction of the inn.

Although she didn't know why a trace of emptiness suddenly appeared in her heart, she hoped to be a passerby with him from now on.

And "Mo Ce", who was standing alone in the corner, kept staring at Ye Qing's disappearing figure, and didn't look away for a long time.

Until the carriage in the post house came out, until the carriage also disappeared in front of his eyes, until Chu Muyao suddenly found him, poked his head out, and opened his mouth to call him.

He didn't respond to Chu Muyao, but walked straight into the post house, and after half an hour, Mo Ce, who had changed his clothes, rode a horse and left the post house.

When the sky was about to dawn, Ye Qing returned to the Qian Mansion, and when someone in the Qian Mansion came out of the small back door to pour night incense, she quietly slipped in.

When she returned to Qingzhu Courtyard, she found that "Qian Junbao" was still lying motionless on the bed, and Qian Duoduo seemed to have eaten a bowl of red date porridge, and was still lying on the table unconscious.

She tried Qian Duoduo's snort, checked his pulse again, and saw that he was fine, so she decided to let him wake up naturally.

Ye Qing stared at the porridge bowl on the table with deep eyes, gritted his teeth, and muttered, "Lan Xin, our accounts will be calculated later!" ”

She walked to the bed and checked Qian Junbao's pulse first.

After knowing that he was fine, a heart finally let go, she gently stroked Qian Junbao's forehead, and then lowered her head and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "Fortunately, you're fine!" ”

Ye Qing raised his head, tucked a thin quilt for Qian Junbao, gently covered it under his neck, and then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him quietly.

When she was quiet, she suddenly remembered that Mo Ce again.

Who the hell is he?