Cui Nong went straight to the dustless room in a panic, and as soon as he pushed open the door, he smelled a smell of blood, and immediately twisted his eyebrows: "Gu Master, are your injuries better?" ”

"No problem!" Ye Wuchen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, got up from the bed, brushed the clothes on his body, walked towards the door, looked at Cuinong and asked, "Yue'er is awake?" ”

"Valley master, the young master has woken up, it's just ......"

Looking at Cui Nong's tightly locked eyebrows, his heart sank: "But Yue'er hasn't woken up yet?" ”

"No, it's the young master who seems to have lost his memory!"

"What?" Rao is dustless night, and he was not only stunned when he heard this, why did Yue'er lose her memory for no reason?

Thinking like this, Ye Wuchen didn't stop at his feet, opened the curtain and walked towards the door, Cui Nong followed closely.

Feng Beiyue was lying on the bed, her eyes wide, and she looked at the veiled roof depressedly.

"Haven't I been betrayed by my men? How can you wake up and cross over? ”

"Hmm...... What a headache! ”

"Squeak", suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened, Feng Beiyue, who was lying on the bed, looked at the door suspiciously, and was instantly hit by a touch of scenery at the door, and suddenly a ripple was stirred up in his heart.

The elegantly dressed man walked in anxiously from the door, his eyes were deep and charming, like a fairy who came out of a painting, the man was dressed in white, his long body was jade, his black hair fell down like a waterfall, and his handsome face was anxious without indifference, and his temperament was warm and elegant.

The face of the immortal, the temperament of the dust is transcendent, like an immortal who has fallen into the world, and Feng Beiyue feels that it is a blasphemy against him if he looks at it more.

Feng Beiyue's heart beat inexplicably, she had never seen such a dusty man, this was really not a dream?

"Yue'er ......"

Ye Wuchen hurriedly came to Feng Beiyue's bedside, leaned down, stretched out his hand and pasted a post on Feng Beiyue's forehead, Feng Beiyue opened her eyes, felt the cool temperature coming from her forehead, her little heart fluttered, and she thought, who is this man? is so elegant, it really makes her a little obsessed.

Feng Beiyue hurriedly shook her head, what are you thinking!

This can't be blamed on her, who made us known as the killer empress, she has never tasted the forbidden fruit.

Ye Wuchen looked at Feng Beiyue and shook his head, and asked in surprise, "Yue'er, are you still uncomfortable?" ”

Feng Beiyue twisted her eyebrows, didn't dare to look at him more, turned her head sideways to avoid his palm, her eyes rolled back and forth, what should she say, pretending to be amnesia? It seems that all romances will come to such a paragraph?

Well, Feng Beiyue admits that now she can only pretend to have amnesia!

"Well, I can't remember who you are!" Feng Beiyue pretended to cover her head in pain, and the corner of her eyes secretly glanced at the man to see what his reaction was.

When Ye Wuchen heard this, a trace of doubt appeared on his handsome face, and he didn't seem to understand why Feng Beiyue had amnesia, thought about it, and grabbed Feng Beiyue's little hand covering his head: "Yue'er, I am your master, Ye Wuchen, your name is Feng Beiyue!" ”

"My name is Feng Beiyue? Are you dustless at night? Feng Beiyue pointed to her nose and repeated, seeing that the other party nodded slowly, Feng Beiyue also nodded, Feng Beiyue? It was the same surname as himself.

"That, you are my master, so do you know why I have amnesia?" Feng Beiyue asked tentatively, in fact, what she wanted to know more was that the original owner would die for Mao!