The admiration in Hong Min's eyes naturally couldn't escape Xiao Haotian's eyes, and when he saw Hong Min shaking his head at him helplessly, his whole person calmed down, and the tight string on his body seemed to be broken, slowly leaning back in the chair, watching Ling Dongwu's gaze become unfathomable again.

Ling Dongwu felt the atmosphere around her, of course she knew how shocked Xiao Haotian and Zhou Ze would be by the appearance of her embroidery, so she got up and said goodbye in their trance: "Sister, can I lend this embroidery to my sister for a few days, I will send it back to my sister when I go back to trace it." ”

"Absolutely. There are many similar tricks at home, and you can always stop by and see them if you have time. Hong Min agreed heartily and enthusiastically.

"I'm afraid my father-in-law has eaten now, so I won't bother you, go to the front to find the father-in-law, lest he drink too much again and make trouble when he comes home." Whenever Ling Dongwu talked about her father-in-law, her eyes would reveal that sweet and dense look.

When Xiao Haotian saw her look like this, hearing her say this, his heart throbbed, and everything around him seemed to have lost its color.

Zhou Ze subconsciously looked at Xiao Haotian, and when he saw that he nodded without a trace, he sent Ling Dongwu away with Hong Min. When Ling Dongwu left, he was still very skilled in saluting Xiao Haotian.

Xiao Haotian saw it, but he was inexplicably sad, even Zhou Ze darkened his face on the side, you must know that Ling Yatou, who was very arrogant before, had never been able to do this action well.

Xiao Haotian suddenly said bitterly: "Girl, can you believe that no matter how time and distance change, even if there is no memory, as long as two people love each other, they can still recognize each other and find each other's lost hearts?" ”

Ling Dongwu paused slightly, looked at Xiao Haotian and smiled slightly, "I believe it." ”

Xiao Haotian's heart couldn't help jumping, and who knew that Ling Dongwu then said: "Because I have recognized the person I love the most in this life." ”

Xiao Haotian was so angry by Ling Dongwu's words that he could barely breathe, full of affection, and instantly turned into ashes. He looked at Ling Dongwu, who was leaving him step by step, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness and insignificance that he had never felt before. Because no matter whether Ling Dongwu really forgot herself or faked herself, she and she are separated from each other in two worlds, she already has a husband and children, as if she has never crossed paths with herself again.

However, he had no way to do that nothing had happened, no way to pretend that this person had never appeared, because he was not reconciled, because she was the best and sweetest thing in his life.

Whether she remembered herself or not, she was her own Ling girl, and he wanted to hear that familiar voice and look at those smart and wise eyes.

"Zhou Ze, you immediately start investigating all the circumstances that Ling Yatou and this Xiao Yifei have realized from now." He wants to take her back, and he wants to take his Ling girl back.

Ling Dongwu sat in the carriage home, almost paralyzed into a puddle of mud, and stayed with Xiao Haotian and Zhou Ze for a while, she was like fighting a hard battle.

Some people, no matter how long they have been separated, no matter how deep the memory is, but once you see him, everything will lose its luster, and all the past will rush out.

For Ling Dongwu, this person is Xiao Haotian.

At this time, she felt that everything around her seemed to lose its voice and fade its color, only the heroic man like a god smiled at her and called her softly, Ling girl!

When she came back this time, she thought that she would see the high-spirited Xiao Haotian, and the emperor who was heroic and high, looking down on the world.

But what he didn't expect to see was Xiao Haotian, who was full of silver hair and sad and haggard.

Xiao Haotian, Xiao Haotian, I have so many things to say to you, so many hardships to tell you, and so many tears to shed in front of you, but no matter which one it is, it is impossible now.

She just wants to live her life well now, and she won't get involved in such a complicated palace again.

In order to be able to live the current life smoothly, she has been in this world for nine years, and she has been so active in integrating herself into the women of this society, learning from them to lower her eyebrows, learning them to be small, and even learning to embroider.

When Ling Dongwu first learned embroidery, he really didn't expect to play such a big role here today. At first, she was just afraid that Xiao Yifei would suspect her, and she also wanted to find something for herself to do.

It is necessary to know that Zhang Fei embroidered, changed his anger, grew patience, and became a famous general with both wisdom and courage.

Who knew that once I went to school, it was like learning cross-stitch in modern times, I was a little addicted, thinking about embroidering small clothes and quilts for my children in the future, the more I embroidered, the better I embroidered, the more refined I embroidered, and until today I have passed the test in front of Xiao Haotian.

Xiao Haotian stood in Fengyi Palace, looking at the bright moon outside the window, and was sad in the wind. He knew in his heart that this woman was Ling Dongwu. That kind of look, that kind of breath, that kind of feeling, can't be wrong, it must be her!!

On that day, he could see the fake Ling Dongwu that Zhou Ze carefully selected for himself, and today he could also recognize her at a glance as the real Ling Dongwu.

Maybe she changed her surname and changed her style of acting, but her own noble and sparse bearing can't change, the smart and wise in her eyes can't change, the coquettish wit in her words and deeds can't change, and even the light fragrance that belongs to her in the air can't change.

It's just that Xiao Haotian can't be sure at this time, whether she really doesn't remember him, or pretends not to know him.

Thinking of Ling Dongwu's tenderness and affection when she talked about her husband. His heart was like a hole in the cold awl.

He now finally understood why Mo Li had tried everything to stop Zhou Ze from telling him the news. He can endure her speaking ill of him, he can endure her being rude and willful with himself, he can even bear her empathy, but he can't bear her to completely forget herself, he can't bear her to completely become her stranger.

Eight years have passed, so many bits and pieces, how can she say forget it?

How can you forget the sweet love of Wukou City; how can we forget the joy and sorrow of meeting again; How can we forget the snow in the Jingshan tomb; how can we forget the gains and losses of the two of them starting over; how to forget about fighting side by side on the battlefield; How can you forget the tenderness of your wedding night......

More than eight years have flown by since I realized it.

It's like a dream.

And now, everything had turned to dust before her eyes, and she had forgotten herself completely.

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