Hua Zheng felt some swelling pain in the back of her head, she held her temples and turned her head to look at Yun Zhiyuan, not falling on the clothes stand, but on the hard ground.

It hurts to jump down from such a high place......

"Yun Gongzi...... That one...... You okay? "Looking at the ground, there is no blood, but there is no guarantee that Yun Zhiyuan has no internal injuries if he falls.

Yun Zhiyuan groaned in a low voice before he could slow down to speak, and the aunt next to him frowned and walked over and helped him to sit, "Young man, where did you fall?" ”

Yun Zhiyuan smiled reluctantly, "It's okay." "It's just a fall that hurts all over the body.

Fortunately, he has practiced martial arts for a few years, and his foundation is not too bad.

The middle-aged aunt glanced at Yun Zhiyuan a few times and sighed: "Today's young people really don't cherish themselves, why do they want to jump off the building to find a short view?" ”

Yun Zhiyuan: "......" This aunt said who is looking for a short view?

Zheng: "......" certainly doesn't mean her.

Yun Zhiyuan barely stood up with his palms on the ground, "Painting Zheng girl, before they find us, let's leave quickly." ”

He leaned on his temple and nodded, "Okay." ”

She hadn't taken two steps when suddenly her eyes went black and she fell to the ground.

"Girl! How do you ...... Ahh......h Why is there so much blood on her body......"

The middle-aged aunt hurriedly walked to the side of the painting kite and squatted down, but she didn't dare to help her.

"What's going on?" Yun Zhiyuan swept around and found that there was a slight trace of blood on the iron bracket on the side. "It must have been the girl who painted the kite when she came down that the back of her head touched this iron frame."

Could it be that the dizziness made her not notice her wounds, and her pain was so low?

As soon as the middle-aged aunt reacted to call the doctor, Yun Zhiyuan had already picked up the painting zither first, and before leaving, he did not forget to thank the aunt.

When she woke up, it was already noon the next day, and to be precise, she was awakened by a wound on her head.

Opening her sour eyes, which were light blue tents, she subconsciously moved her dry lips, "Where is this?" ”

A voice as clear as a spring flowing through it sounded, "You are in the City Lord's Mansion, and you have been asleep all day. ”

Hearing the sound, the painting zither had a sense of déjà vu, and she turned her eyes to look at the man who spoke, stunned.

Then she felt a wall in her heart, is there any mistake, there is such a good-looking man in the world, his facial features are perfect like a work of art, and she can't help but envy, jealousy and hatred in her heart.

She has lived two lives, read countless people, and read countless beauties, just this man is the best-looking.

It would be even more perfect if I could remove the coldness in his eyes.

"What are you thinking?"

Seeing that she did not speak, the man spoke again.

Painting Zheng was puzzled, and his voice was a little weak, "How do you know that my name is Painting Zheng, you know me?" ”

The man's eyes moved, looked at her carefully for a few seconds, and asked, "You really don't remember me?" ”

“……？” Not impressed.

Could it be that she lost her memory after suffering a head injury?

But she still remembered that she had no regrets, remembered Chu Yun, and remembered that Yun Zhiyuan pushed her downstairs before in order to avoid the search of the Xiling soldiers.

"It's been fifteen years, we've all grown up, and it's normal for you not to remember me." The man lowered his eyes and spoke in a light tone.

They met fifteen years ago?

The painting kite blinked, that was the time when the three-year-old miniature version was in the mortal realm.

"I'm sorry, I really can't remember, you tell me your name." It stands to reason that such a good-looking person must remember it if he has seen it.