Listening to her question, Jun Yichen's phoenix eyes flashed, and he teleported to the top of the pavilion and stood opposite her.

Looking at the man in white who was only five steps away from her, the woman upstairs seemed a little frightened, she took two steps back slightly, and stared at Jun Yichen with some wariness in her eyes.

The person who was standing downstairs just now, but in the blink of an eye, he came to him, who is he?

Seeing that the man in white in front of him was standing in place and did not move, there was no joy or anger on his handsome face, and his expression was also very cold.

She looked at him carefully, and suddenly, several vague images flashed in her mind, and when she was about to think about it, a childish face carved in jade was clearly reflected in her mind, and before she could catch it, it disappeared from her mind.

Her eyes were full of surprise and puzzlement, why there was a picture of this child in her mind, why there was no before, and now, seeing him appear without warning, why...

She covered her heart with her left hand, and once again kept asking herself in her heart, who is she? Who the hell is it? I can't remember anything.

In my memory, there was only the dark cage, and everything else was blank, leaving nothing.

At this time, a tingling pain hit her head, she covered her head with both hands, her cheeks that were still rosy just now instantly turned white, her eyes were tightly closed, and her eyebrows were about to wrinkle into a hemp rope.

Seeing that she was short of breath, her hands and feet were trembling, and there was a faint sweat on her forehead, Jun Yichen's phoenix eyes flashed a trace of doubt again, his face was impermanent, but he had some recognition in his heart, but he didn't speak, he still stood quietly.

Only when the stinging pain in her head slowly subsided did she slowly open her eyes, and she breathed heavily, trying to let the fresh air cover the heaviness and pain in her brain.

She didn't dare to look at the face of the man in white, turned her head to look at the rockery downstairs, and after a while, she asked again, "Have we met somewhere?" ”

"You drew this?" Jun Yichen answered the question.

I saw him take out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve, on which was drawn a child about four or five years old, his small body was standing on a grass, holding a dragonfly in his hand, his childish little face was full of joy, a book was placed on the grass behind him, the writing was wet with dew, and it seemed that he had forgotten it for a long time.

She turned her head to look at the painting in Jun Yichen's hand, her heart suddenly ached, and a thin mist gushed out of her eyes for some reason, "Yes." ”

"You know him?" Jun Yichen raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know." She shook her head, looked at the child on the painting for a long time, and said in a trembling voice, "He will only appear in my dreams, and he will wake up... And he was gone. ”

Two tears, sliding down his cheeks.

Through the mist, she mustered up the courage to look directly at Jun Yichen's phoenix eyes, and asked excitedly, "Do you know him?" ”

Looking at the glimmer of hope in her eyes, Jun Yichen nodded: "Yes." ”

After hearing this, the woman's body was stunned, as if she couldn't believe it, she walked quickly to Jun Yichen, her steps were a little messy, raised her left hand, trembled and took the drawing paper in Jun Yichen's hand, looking at the child on the painting, the tears in her eyes couldn't stop.

I don't know him, but he often appears in his dreams.

I don't know, but I can watch him cry, heartache and unknown self-blame.

I don't know, but I believe from the bottom of my heart that I have an inextricable relationship with the child.

"What's his name?" Her voice was choked.

"Jun Yuyang." Jun Yichen's phoenix eyes looked directly into her eyes, not letting go of the slightest change in her eyes.

"Jun, Yu, Yang." She gently stroked the child in the painting, her face unconsciously revealing a touch of softness, and her tearful eyes were full of love.

"How old is he now?" She reluctantly took her eyes off the painting.

"One out of twenty."

"Then he... Now、Where is it? Her heart jumped with joy.

"The Imperial Palace." It seems that, as he expected, she had amnesia.

"Then can you tell me what my relationship is with him?"

After finishing speaking, she stared straight at Jun Yichen, her red lips were pursed, she didn't dare to breathe, she was so nervous that her heart almost jumped to her throat, and her right hand was tightly held in her sleeve.

"You're his mother." Jun Yichen said word by word.

Her beautiful eyes widened, her pupils shrunk, and the expression on her face was surprised, joyful, questioning, and self-blame.

The nail of her right hand was pinched into the flesh by her force, but she didn't feel the slightest pain.

After a long time, she bowed her head and said, "He's my child... My child, why don't I remember him? ”

"What do you remember?" Jun Yichen's expression was still as plain as ever, but his heart was a little fluctuating, and he suddenly felt a little sympathy for his black-bellied and cunning imperial brother.

"Dark prison, cold cage." She looked at Jun Yichen with a wry smile.

"What about the others?"

"I don't remember." She shook her head in confusion.

It turns out that the saddest thing about a person is that she has no memory, such as her, she doesn't even remember her own children, isn't it sad what ...

Life is so mutilated, so incomplete, that people live like a puppet.

Seeing her sad face, Jun Yichen's thin lips opened lightly: "You go into the room to rest, and a maidservant will come to serve you later, just tell her what you want." ”

As soon as the words fell, he dodged, and the person had already arrived downstairs.

"Wait, can you tell me who you are?" By the time she came back to her senses, the white figure was already far away.

"Jun Yichen." Just when she felt that he could not hear her question, a voice came from afar, as if close to her ears, and her voice was evil and low.

Her body was stunned again.

Looking at the direction in which the figure disappeared, she whispered softly: "Jun Yichen... What is the relationship between him and my child? Why are they all surnamed 'Jun'? ”

At this time, on a quiet path leading to Shuiyue Pavilion, Lei Xin was carrying a food box and walking slowly and absentmindedly.

In just half a year, her round cheeks have become a little thin, and her beautiful eyes, which were always radiant, have become dull and dull.

The long hair was tied high in a ponytail, a white and moist pearl hairpin loomed in the bun, as she walked, the pearl earrings on the ear traces mischievously circled, and on the goose-yellow belt, a jade jade pendant was very conspicuous.

These three ornaments were all put on by Xiao Ling herself, and now, Xiao Ling has disappeared for half a year, and she has been wearing them for half a year, and she is reluctant to take them off even when she sleeps.

She slowly lowered her head, reached out and touched the jade pendant, "Ling girl, the slave misses you so much." ”

Thoughts involuntarily drifted into the distance, recalling the scenes with Xiao Ling, the more she thought about it, the redder her eyes became.

She and Lei Xiang secretly cried several times in private, complaining about them, if the two of them weren't too careless, how could they be taken advantage of.

Now they are living in self-blame all the time, and their hearts are tormented every day.

Whenever they saw the appearance of the prince missing Miss Ling, they wanted to take a knife and directly cut them to apologize.

However, the prince said lightly, "You two are good sisters of Ling'er, and this king will not hurt you in the slightest." ’

Thinking of this, her eyes were already a little moist, and there was a turn in front of her, but she still walked with her head down, not looking at the road at all.

"Ahh Around the corner, her lowered head slammed into a person's chest, and because of inertia, she fell backwards, and the food box swayed.

However, the man in black who was hit was as steady as Mount Tai, and his body didn't shake for a moment, only to see him step forward quickly, holding Lei Xin's slender waist with one hand, and quickly holding the food box that was about to fall to the ground with the other hand, just like that, Lei Xin did not have a close contact with the earth.

In an instant, the two looked at each other, and the ink hair was intertwined with you and me.

"Wind, wind." Lei Xin looked at the man in black who was holding her, so nervous that her tongue was trembling.

"Yes." Feng Xuan helped her to stand up slowly, but the hand around her waist did not leave.

"Thank you." Lei Xin's cheeks were slightly red, and the distance between the two of them was only a finger away, and she could feel Feng Xuan's warm breath lingering on her cheeks.

It was the first time she had been so close to him.

"Watch the road carefully." Feng Xuan stiffly withdrew his hand from Lei Xin's waist at this time, and seeing the tears in her eyes that had not yet fallen, her expressionless face showed a slight concern.

However, Lei Xin, who didn't dare to look up at him, missed the expression he had longed for for a long time.

While her heart was still pounding, Feng Xuan spoke again: "Go ahead." ”

"Yes." Lei Xin silently took two steps back, then looked up at Feng Xuan, seeing that his complexion had not changed, her heart was a little depressed in an instant, she took the food box, passed by him, and walked forward slowly.

"Remember to watch the road." Feng Xuan turned his head to look at Lei Xiang's slender back, and the words blurted out without his brain.

Lei Xin paused, she didn't look back, just nodded and left quickly, and the figure disappeared around the corner.

Feng Xuan raised the palm that had just grabbed Lei Xin's waist, and for the first time there was a look in his eyes other than indifference, that is-softness.