At this time, it was already twilight, and the golden sunset shone in on the carved and hollowed out window sashes, and the sound of insects could no longer be heard at some point, and it was about to enter September.

Ambergris was still burning slowly in the incense burner in the hall, the smell of Duan Jingyan was everywhere, and there was a begonia hairpin next to the incense burner, which stung Jiang Yao's eyes and made her eyes red.

Her hand was on Duan Jingyan's chest, and she looked at his sun-illuminated face with charming eyes.

"A-Yao, do you know how long I've been waiting for you to accept yourself?"

He stroked Jiang Yao's cheek, but the words he said were inserted into Jiang Yao's chest like a knife, and she still had to smile, to face it with a charming smile.

The reddish eyes were facing the deep eyes of the upper section of Jingyan, and no matter how much they tried to hide them, they still fogged in pain.

"Ah Yao doesn't know, why don't the emperor tell me."

Her hand slowly climbed up Duan Jingyan's neck, and there was already spring water in her eyes, and a lowered eye suddenly fell, which made him feel a pain in his heart.

"Why are you still crying? Did I scare you? I love Ah Yao so much, how can I let you be hurt half a point......"

He wiped the tears on Jiang Yao's face, looked at the red lips, and longed in his heart but couldn't take a step forward, as if he was afraid of Jiang Yao's rejection, afraid of her indifference, as if he was going to disembowel him.

"The Emperor's ......"

Jiang Yao muttered, tiptoe along Duan Jingyan's chest, delicate and soft hands, slowly going up, caressing his cheeks. Those eyes were full of tears that made him feel distressed, and they flickered with light, making his heart beat faster......

"Ah Yao, have you recovered your memory?"

He rubbed her soft waist and looked at Jiang Yao with a longing and inquisitive look, how he hoped that she could remember everything and remember their past.

So that he doesn't have to go to great lengths to explain his heart, let alone worry about those harem concubines, he doesn't even pamper them, how can he talk about love.

Jiang Yao smiled when she heard this, and she panicked in her heart.

Amnesia...... If it was before the age of twelve, then she would have counted it, after all, she couldn't remember anything.

knows that now, she has never remembered that it was before the age of twelve, but Duan Jingyan always said that she was the emperor, but even if she remembered the things before the age of twelve, she would not be the emperor.

She once asked Liu Shangyi, Liu Shangyi said that the past is in the past, why worry about it anymore, isn't it good now?

It's good, he really thinks it's good.

also asked Murong Chen, he always touched her head with worry, and said: Yao'er, with me, the past will never happen again.

She learned a lot of pharmacology by Murong Chen's side, Jiang Yao still remembered that when she was flipping through Murong Chen's book, she found a recipe for Remembrance Pill, she glanced at it hastily, pointed to the book Jane and asked, "Brother Murong, what is Remembrance Pill cured?" ”

Murong Chen's face immediately changed greatly, he reached out and took the book, looked at her with a panicked expression, and covered it up hesitantly: "It's nothing, it's not a good thing." ”

Jiang Yao was still smiling at that time, with an innocent and flawless face, a pair of eyes squinted slightly, and she asked him in a childish voice, Brother Murong, are you worried that the apprentice of the church will starve to death of the master?

She remembered Murong Chen's gentle smile at that time, hugged her tightly in her arms, and said in a low voice: "Of course, I will bring this recipe into the tomb, and I can't pass it on to you in this life." ”

"Brother Murong, you're really stingy."

He taught Jiang Yao everything he had, he said, people always have something to save their lives.

In the end, Murong Chen was the only one who did not teach her that recipe, and after that, Jiang Yao only saw traces of the fragments of the book in the burned fire.

"Not really, but I can be your A-Yao."

Her raised face was full of smiles, full of flattery, Duan Jingyan's body suddenly stiffened, the hand holding her waist, trembled slightly, and the loss in her expression was difficult to hide.

For him, Jiang Yao in front of him is both familiar and unfamiliar, he is familiar with her body, but he is also so strange that it seems to be facing another person, as if he wants to make him fall in love with someone again.

Just when he hesitated, Jiang Yao's arm had already hooked up, and the soft lip flap took the initiative to stick up, with a faint fragrance that made him miss it, and she was cautious at first.

Duan Jingyan pressed her into his arms and hugged her as if he cherished it very much, Jiang Yao's lightly pecked lips suddenly made his heart burn like a raging fire, and the qi and blood on his body rushed up, his heart tightened, and he tightened his arms.

Responding domineeringly, Jiang Yao's soft voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and his body fell on top of him.

"Ah Yao, I want you ......"

Duan Jingyan picked her up and walked towards the bedroom in the apse, while Jiang Yao leaned on his shoulder and looked at Duan Jingyan with a side face. The resolute look, Junyi's very face, and the ambergris on her body that made her stable.

"Hmmm......"

Jiang Yao responded softly, listening to Duan Jingyan's ears, it made his heart throb, he held Jiang Yao's hand, and couldn't help but clench, such Jiang Yao made him not know what to do.

I was afraid that she would hurt, and I was relieved that she would not be able to perceive his love.

He walked into the dormitory with Jiang Yao in his arms, the candle flame in the hall moved slightly, the cool wind at night hung down the curtains hanging around, slightly elegant, and the incense burner in the hall was burning with the incense in the goose pear tent that Jiang Yao liked.

"The emperor knows I'll be coming tonight?"

He still remembered the smell that Jiang Yao liked, and when he saw it from the tomb, he could distinguish the smell of incense on her body, and the emperor in the past liked it colorless and tasteless.

"I don't know if you'll come back, but the smell is in my dormitory every day."

Duan Jingyan's words were very simple, he gently put Jiang Yao's on the bed, looking at the incense burner in the hall, he didn't know what to start with compromising for Jiang Yao's preferences.

"I love it."

Jiang Yao sat up from the bed, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was very pure, still with that fair face, she was still the most beautiful and incomprehensible thing.

The beautiful mole between the eyebrows is red.

Duan Jingyan, who was standing beside the bed, smiled warmly, his hand gently stroked it, stared at Jiang Yao's eyes, and said in a low voice: "How can you let me do this?" Little fox, I'm afraid I really can't let you go. ”

"What is the emperor talking about?"

Jiang Yao pretended not to understand, knelt on the edge of the bed, her slender hand raised through Duan Jingyan's waist, untied the imperial belt for him from behind, and her arms went up again, untying the handicap on the dragon robe one by one from low to high.

"I ask you, what am I in your heart? Can you tell me? ”

Duan Jingyan looked down, Jiang Yao, who was low and a little charming, was widening his clothes for him, and these emperors had never done it for him, but Jiang Yao was kneeling for her at this time.

His heart was full of mixed feelings.

"Your Majesty, it's everything in A-Yao's heart."

Her voice was still unfazed, and when her hand reached the neckline, she was grabbed by Duan Jingyan, and Duan Jingyan asked: "Is it everything from the emperor, or everything from you?" ”

He didn't understand why he hadn't wanted to separate them all along, but now he was the one who wanted to tell them apart.