Feng Yueli didn't speak, and leaned quietly on his shoulder.

Her three thousand ink-black green silk uses a seven-trick exquisite hairpin to rise shallowly.

On weekdays, his silver ink-colored eyes were a little cold, but now they have closed their eyes.

The skin is fair, almost transparent.

Wearing a light blue palace dress, there are no gorgeous embellishments on it.

A flower is embroidered on the back, looming.

Rong Jingchen lowered his eyes, although there was no expression on his face.

But a trace of tenderness flashed under his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.

He picked her up and walked into the Yikun Palace.

In the Yikun Palace, Xia Yue saw Rong Jingchen coming in with her own young lady.

She clenched her fingers, frowned, and was very worried: "Your Majesty, Miss she...... What's going on? ”

Rong Jingchen put Feng Yueli on the collapse, and he slowly straightened Feng Yueli's clothes: "It's okay."

Xia Yue's eyes were full of worry: "Your Majesty, now the slave is quite unaccustomed to calling Miss Zhou, when will Miss recover her memory, the slave is really worried."

Rong Jingchen's slender fingers raised slightly: "You don't need to say more, I have my own plans, and when the time comes, I will naturally help restore her memory."

How could he not have worried about her?

It's a pity that he has to deal with the people of the Zhou family, and he has to let her slowly know how Si Xueyi runs the entire chess game.

Let Yueli understand that she, the savior, will destroy him through the things of the savior.

Wait for her to slowly understand, and then let her regain her memory.

As for whether she believes it or not, it's all up to her.

He was also betting, betting on whether she would choose him or Si Xueyi.

The people of the Zhou family have not made any movement in the past few days, and Si Xueyi has not made any movement.

He must be looking for an opportunity to make a move.

Xia Yue stopped talking and fell silent.

Rong Jingchen got up and asked Yue Ke to fold the music through the Yikun Hall to give him a review.

Yue Ke is doing things quickly, but he will bring the music over after a while.

One night, Rong Jingchen didn't sleep.

When Feng Yueli woke up, the sky was already bright.

She got up, her head aching slightly.

The whole body is very heavy.

Xia Yue saw Yueli wake up: "Miss Zhou, are you awake?" The emperor has been waiting for you to get up for a long time outside, and today the emperor will take you out of the palace. ”

When Feng Yueli heard the word "out of the palace", her mind suddenly cleared up a lot.

She got up quickly: "Xia Yue, help me make up."

Xia Yue moved quickly, helped her get out of bed, and helped Feng Yueli make up and wash her face.

As soon as Feng Yueli arrived in the hall of the hall, Rong Jingchen was sitting at the sandalwood table.

Glancing at her, "What?" Know to get up? ”

Feng Yueli bit her lip: "Of course I know, why did the emperor think of leaving the palace today?"

Rong Jingchen looked indifferent, and put down the pen in his hand: "Go to the teahouse to meet an important friend."

It turned out that it was to meet a friend.

If you are going to see a friend, why do you want to take her there?

Feng Yueli dared to think, but she didn't dare to ask, so she had to follow Rong Jingchen out of the palace in the carriage.

The two soon arrived at Fengyue Tower in the capital.

Feng Yueli followed Rong Jingchen upstairs while looking around.

It wasn't until he reached the fourth floor that Rong Jingchen sat down at a table.

Yue Ke came over and said, "Your Majesty, the night boy will come over soon, you wait."

Rong Jingchen nodded, and his slender fingers picked up the teapot and poured it into the teacup and took a sip.

The corners of Feng Yueli's mouth swept over and sighed: "Your Majesty, your friend's shelf is very tight."

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