At this time, the cell boss also came here with Su Ju and Miao Yue, and when he saw Feng Che returning safely, Su Ju excitedly threw herself into Feng Che's arms.

"It's okay, I'm back." She comforted softly.

Su Ju nestled in Feng Che's arms, clinging to her like a frightened little beast. Raised his hand to rub his soft hair slightly,

"I will not leave you and Miaoyue again, nothing can separate us again." Su Ju in her arms raised her head, and her bright eyes reflected Feng Che's figure.

Feng Che held his hand, and with the other hand, he held Miaoyue, and a shallow smile spread on his lips.

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It seems that he has slept for a long, long time, and his consciousness has gradually awakened from his stupor.

When you open your eyes, you will see a splendid palace, decorated with carved beams and painted columns.

He lay on the soft bed, but he didn't know where it was, and his memory was like a drained pond, and he could only look around blankly.

A young man came from the door, with a slender figure, dressed in a splendid dress, the ice blue cuffs and neckline were delicately embroidered with silver silk edges, and a moon-white wide-brimmed brocade belt was tied around his waist, and only a piece of mutton fat white jade as transparent as custard hung around his body.

The green silk was meticulously tied in the jade crown, and his long hair was black and shiny.

The whole person is elegant and light, like a clean ink splash landscape painting, one point is too heavy, and one point less is too light.

He looked faintly at this handsome young man who seemed to have walked out of a painting.

"I ...... You are ......"

"It seems that I really don't remember." He lowered his head and muttered for a moment, his black and white eyes shining with a little light.

"You are the eldest son of the noble emperor of this Lan Le country, your name is Huangfu Lixue, and you are my imperial brother."

"Why don't I get up anything?" He shook his drowsy head slightly, desperately trying to think of something in vain.

Huangfu Lixi sat next to Huangfu Lixue, and gently stroked his forehead with his hand: "Nothing was important before. ”

Huangfu Lixue looked at him in confusion, is everything really not important? Why did he always feel that something important was missing in his heart?

Huangfu Lixi lifted him up from the bed and stood in front of a large bronze mirror with his shoulders on his shoulders.

The bronze mirror reflects the figures of two people, one blue and one white, the same delicate and elegant, like the elegant figures in ink paintings.

Huangfu Lixue looked at the two people standing side by side in the mirror, and a touch of sorrow crept up her brows.

"Come, I'll take the royal brother around the palace." Holding his hand, strolling out of the house, Huangfu Lixue, who had not seen the sun for a long time, frowned slightly.

In winter, the scenery is bleak, and if it snows, it is still a little fun.

Lan Leguo has always been barren, even the palace does not have a very good view, and after walking for a while, he has no interest.

"Lixi," he called out, "what's wrong?" He looked back at him.

"Did I grow up here?" He asked.

He was silent, the cold wind of winter was a little bleak, and the cold under his eyes was even worse.

"Let's go see the Mother." As he spoke, he walked forward without saying a word.

Huangfu Lixue followed closely behind, faintly uneasy in her heart, and couldn't understand what the uncertain Huangfu Lixi was thinking.

After walking for about a cup of tea, I came to the empress's residence, and walked in without a gift.

"Mother Emperor, the retainer is here with the royal brother." Huangfu Lixue slowly walked in after him, the empress's residence was very simple, and there were no superfluous decorations.

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