"That'...... It's useless to keep you. He raised his white hand slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up in a cold arc.

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chose a sunny day, and Huangfu Lixue sorted out some things before entering the palace.

Huangfu Lixi was very relieved to put all his previous things in a large cabinet.

Huangfu Lixue is fake to organize things, mainly because he wants to find the part of his lost memory from the previous things, because whenever he tries to recall the past, he always has a headache, which is really unbearable.

"Is everything here?" He asked, the palace maid in charge of the Bixue Palace, who was standing on the side.

The palace maid in charge was very respectful, and she didn't dare to nod her head in the slightest: "Yes, His Highness Xi specially asked us to sort it out and put it away for His Highness Xue to check at any time." ”

Huangfu Lixue frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully: "Xi knows that I will come to see, so I specially asked you to prepare?" ”

Sensing the suspicion in his tone, the palace maid in charge lowered her head slightly: "His Royal Highness Xi ordered it like this, and the specific slaves and maids are not clear. ”

Huangfu Lixue, who didn't ask what she wanted to know, was slightly disappointed, and said to her: "There's nothing for you here, let's go down first." ”

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone." As soon as the palace maid left, Huangfu Lixue immediately began to rummage through the cabinets.

However, there was nothing of value in the cabinet, just some shabby clothes and books.

The small wooden lanterns and boats were a little delicately made, but looking at these things, he still couldn't remember them at all, and he didn't have the slightest memory of them.

Huangfu Lixue sat on the ground a little depressed, facing a whole cabinet of old things, a little at a loss, could it be that he really couldn't get back the memory he lost?

Why does he always feel that he has forgotten something important.

Flipping through the pages, he suddenly turned to a picture album pressed under a pile of debris, and Huangfu Lixue looked a little familiar.

He hurriedly pulled out the album from the lowest end, turning the pages one by one, the level of the paintings in it was not very high, it seemed to be a narrative, and the painting method was as light as water, simply outlining the encounter and acquaintance of a man and a woman.

For some reason, the woman sketched by the simple lines attracted all his attention, and the fingers turning the page trembled slightly.

Turning the pages down, the woman in the painting seemed to touch somewhere in his heart, and his heart was very uncomfortable for a moment.

The woman seems to like the man in the painting very much, and tries her best to please him, but the man does not like the woman very much.

Huangfu Lixue frowned and flipped one by one, and when she turned to the last two, the style of the painting suddenly changed, as if it was not painted by one person.

This is a scene of a man marrying a woman, and the artist's skill is obviously much higher, and the woman's face is vividly depicted.

The man was wearing a fiery red wedding dress and holding the woman, with a faint smile on his lips, happy and content.

The last one is a landscape painting, a valley like spring all year round, with gurgling water, morning bells and dusk drums, cooking smoke, men and women in their twilight years, surrounded by children and grandchildren.

"Who are you......" The fingertips touched the woman's face slightly, and all she could touch was the thin paper.

The woman's face is very delicate, the warmth between her eyebrows is like a warm breeze, and the fine brush outlines almost perfect lines.

Trying to search for the memories in his mind to remember the lost part of the memory, but the huge pain hit like a wave, and Huangfu Lixue clutched his head in pain and fell to the ground.

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