Two maidservants, dressed in pink clothes and with delicate faces, left the young master's house with food.

When the two of them walked out of the courtyard behind them, they dared to speak.

"Have you noticed that something is wrong with the young master coming out of retreat this time." One of them, the tall maidservant, said softly.

"Shhhh Be careful of being punished. The round-faced maid reminded in a low voice.

The tall maid playfully stuck out her tongue, "Isn't this no one?" ”

"You, you, have you forgotten that you can't talk about the young master. How can we guess the thoughts of the young master? ”

"I looked at the young master and seemed to have some thoughts. Do you think it has something to do with the woman in the painting? The tall maid was obviously very curious about this matter, "Sister, you have been serving in this courtyard longer than me, and you must know the young master better than me, who do you say is the woman in the painting in the young master's house?" ”

Speaking of that painting, the round-faced maid couldn't help but speak, "I don't know, since I entered this courtyard for five years, I have never seen the young master have an intimate relationship with any woman. ”

"You don't even know my sister, the woman in the painting is really mysterious. Although she doesn't have the woman's face, just looking at the back, she is definitely a beauty. The tall woman guessed with great interest.

"Don't guess."

The round-faced woman was actually very curious.

This was the first time she had seen the young master take an interest in a woman. Looking at the food delivered to him in the past two days, I saw that his eyes were staring at the woman in the painting for a moment.

She didn't understand why there was only a vague back, but not the woman's face.

At this time, the object of the two maids' mouths was sitting upright behind the desk, their eyes fixed on one place, where only one painting hung with the back of a woman.

His deep eyes stared at the painting tightly, as if he wanted to peel back the layers of fog to pursue the woman, and seemed to be recalling something.

Who are you?

Why did it appear in his chaotic memories?

For so many years, when he fell into a deep sleep, his memory went blank when he woke up, as if he had just slept for a while. However, since when did he feel that something was wrong, as if he had forgotten something.

He tried hard to pursue it, and the final result remained the same.

He thought it was just a delusion of his own, until he woke up from his slumber that day, and a vague figure appeared in his mind. Looking at the figure, his heart tightened for no reason, and there was a throbbing in bursts.

He was afraid of forgetting, so he drew her for the first time, but when he woke up this time, when he looked at her back again, why did his heart hurt.

This strange emotion was the first time he encountered it in his life.

Before he knew it, his man walked up to the portrait, and his slender fingers brushed the back.

"Who the hell are you? Why is it in my memory? A low, mellow voice sounded, and a look of confusion appeared on his grim face.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Young Master, Young Master Lei asks to see you." A handsome man dressed as a small servant stood straight outside the door and said respectfully towards the house.

"Ask him to come in."

"Yes."

A quarter of an hour later, a handsome boy with a jade tree in the wind and a good demeanor walked into the house with a feather fan in his hand.

"I heard that as soon as you got out, you came." Lei Yuting said lightly shaking the feather fan.