"You..." Liu Ruoxi's eyes were red.

"Shut up if you don't want to be left behind!" Nangong Mochen seemed to know what she was thinking, and blocked her with a word.

"What's your name?" Nangong Mochen's indifferent voice came from above her head.

Liu Ruoxi's eyes rolled, she only had a little memory of the original body, not so much no, now she can only use a modern name.

"Liu Ruoxi, I have amnesia, I only remember my name." Liu Ruoxi disagreed and said lightly.

Nangong Mochen's brows furrowed when he heard this, Liu? The intriguing Liu family? But how come you've never seen her?

"My name is Nangong Mochen. Wait a minute, what I said, you have to keep it in mind, there can be no deviation. Nangong Mochen pondered for a while and spoke.

Liu Ruoxi looked up at him, the perfect side face, the golden sunlight sprinkled on him, creating a warm feeling.

Suddenly, my head hurt violently, and memories kept coming back.

"Mother, your side face is so good-looking! Especially when the sun is shining on you! A fair-skinned, well-behaved and lovely girl said to a beautiful woman. The woman smiled, "Our family Xi'er is the best-looking!" ”

The picture changed, in the candlelight, the little girl stroked the piano and held it for a long time, but the woman did not make a sound, and listened quietly. Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, and the little girl burst into tears, watching her hands gradually oozing blood, "Mother, Xi'er doesn't want to play the piano anymore." The woman's expression was serious, "Take back the tears!" If you want to be the focus of others, it is impossible to succeed without paying, only if you work hard yourself, everything can change, only crying and making trouble, it is useless! Do you understand? Looking at the firmness in her mother's eyes, the little girl nodded, held back her tears, and practiced over and over again, her hand was already broken, and there was bright red blood on the strings. The woman drugged the little girl, her eyes were gentle, "In such a big family, you are a concubine, you must make yourself stronger, let yourself be better than anyone else, even if your mother is not by your side, you must be strong......" The little girl gradually fell asleep in the woman's advice.

The picture is beautiful, but Liu Ruoxi at this time is in pain, as if she is in dire straits, there is a situation last time, her face is pale, her whole body is weak, and at the moment when the picture ends, she faints.

"Liu Ruoxi! Liu Ruoxi! Nangong Mochen looked at the person in his arms and frowned, and called her a few times in a hurry.

But Liu Ruoxi fainted and didn't react at all.

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Liu Ruoxi opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was a simple and luxurious room, and there was a faint fragrance in the room, which was ...... Nangong Mochen's? Come closer, and sure enough, it's his! It was clean and refreshing, but the thought that he had taken care of himself overnight made me feel a little upset.

Quietly looking at his sleeping face, he has a pair of eyelashes that are more beautiful than a woman, long, like two small brushes, the thin lips are very pink, a tall nose, slender eyebrows, but everything is so perfect, but the only drawback is that he frowned, Liu Ruoxi quietly reached out to help him smooth it, she suddenly thought, why help him smooth his brows? Quietly, he withdrew his hand again.

"Squeak-" A door opening sound that was so subtle that it was inaudible was easily captured by Liu Ruoxi.

A beautiful sister of about thirty walked in, holding a set of dresses in her hand, Liu Ruoxi wanted to signal her to whisper with her hand not to wake him up, but Nangong Mochen had already woken up.

Because Liu Ruoxi's black hair had completely blocked her face before she returned home, Aunt Lan didn't see her face, and then went to the old prince, that is, Nangong Mochen's grandfather, Nangong Sedum. When I saw her at this time, her skin was as beautiful as porcelain, her face was amazing, and she couldn't help but tremble.

"You ...... yesterday," Nangong Mochen regained his indifferent expression.

"I seemed to be stimulated by something yesterday and remembered some images." Liu Ruoxi looked up and looked at him.

When Nangong Mochen heard this, his eyes flashed, "What picture?" ”

"There is a little girl and a woman in the picture, the little girl called the woman is her mother, she is very good and strict with the little girl, when she strokes the piano, tell her, it is impossible to succeed without paying, only if you work hard yourself, everything can be changed, only crying and making trouble, useless, it is gone, this memory is a paragraph, as if only through stimulation can remember. Also, I seem to have heard the word concubine. Liu Ruoxi recalled carefully and said.