Jian Heng and Mo Mingxuan were guarding outside the palace, but what they were waiting for was the news of Princess Qianyun's insult to the Eighth Prince, and they only felt black lines on their heads for a moment.

Jian Heng immediately entered the palace and saw the clouds that were already asleep in the side hall, at that moment he only felt that he wanted to cry without tears, and it was really a wrong decision to let the clouds roll in.

In another room, Liu Xinzi felt a hot pain in her throat, she turned left and right uncomfortably, and in the fog, she saw a man in black beside her, who stood in front of her, squatting down and gently touching her cheek.

Who is it, Qu Ninghao? She frowned.

This kind of touch is not right, he is not Qu Ninghao.

The man in black took out a jade bottle, picked her up, and brought the bottle to her lips, Liu Xinzi turned his face away, and he whispered: "Good, drink this." ”

Liu Xinzi pushed him away and refused. He was silent for a moment, took the liquid from the jade bottle in his mouth, then lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

A burst of cool liquid flowed into her throat, and Liu Xinzi felt that her throat didn't hurt so much for a moment. She smacked her lips, a sweet scent. The man stroked her long hair tenderly and stared at her.

"Jing Shuo!" As soon as Jian Heng entered the door, he saw the back figure and blurted out: "You are really alive!" ”

With a bang, Jian Heng was slapped in the chest, and he staggered back, looking at the man in front of him in disbelief.

"Take a good look at your woman, next time you do this, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." When the man saw him, he walked out without looking back.

"Bai Jingxuan, you are a psychopath! I deserve to spend so much effort looking for you, losing my wife and losing my soldiers! Jian Heng scolded angrily behind him.

He looked back at Liu Xinzi and thought about his wife, and for a while he only felt that one head and two were big.

Liu Xinzi woke up the next day and found that she was already in the princess's mansion, she touched her head, remembering what seemed to happen last night, and she didn't remember it very really, suddenly she remembered something, turned over and got up, didn't even have time to put on her shoes, and ran out barefoot.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Qianyun and Jian Heng sitting in the garden. She ran over: "Jing Shuo is not dead......

"Yes, he's not dead." Jian Heng smiled bitterly: "It's just that he has amnesia......"

He pointed to his head: "He's broken here, so he can't remember us, and he can't remember you." ”

The sunlight sprinkled down through the gaps in the leaves and shone on their bodies, but Liu Xinzi felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Qian Yun watched Liu Xinzi walk back to the house stiffly, a little unbearable.

"Jian Heng, you said he really had amnesia?"

"Impossible." Jian Heng pondered: "I watched him kiss Liu Xinzi with my own eyes, if he really lost his memory, he couldn't have that kind of eyes." ”

"That'...... Is he forced to suffer? ”

"Whether it's a forced abutment or not." Jian Heng hugged his fierce wife and said seriously: "I won't let you step on this troubled water, otherwise the top of my head will be green." ”

Bah! Qianyun's face turned red, "Don't mention it again after drinking too much yesterday, I just took him for you." ”

Jian Heng squinted at her: "Everyone has heard it, Princess Qianyun said that the eighth prince is really good-looking." ”

Qianyun was embarrassed, if the hard one didn't work, the soft one would come, she sat on Jian Heng, looked at each other, and hugged his neck: "Xianggong forgive me, the little girl really drank too much yesterday, and she won't dare to do it again, I swear." ”

Jian Heng looked at her delicate appearance, and just wanted to rub her into her body at the moment. I heard the clouds murmuring in my ears again: "You say, will Xinzi believe that the fifth brother has lost his memory?" ”

"The game of pretending to be amnesia depends on whether someone can bear it." He kissed Qianyun's lips: "As for Xiao Wu's next move, we'll wait and see, but I guess - he can't endure it for three days." ”