In the Qinghe Palace, Qing Ming closed his eyes and asked Shi Huan, "What you saw in your dream may be just the remnants of your previous life left behind by the bridge, drinking a sip of Meng Po soup?" Girl, if this is the past...... Is there really a way to get it back? ”

In the curling fragrance of black agarwood, Shi Huan was silent. She understands what Qing Ming means, but she walks by the bridge, one person and one bowl of Meng Po soup, comes naked, walks barely, and the past grievances and grievances are all put aside.

Can...... That being the case, why do we have to review the nightmare over and over again, like reminding ourselves that we should not let go of any way.

Master Qingming was not in a hurry, so he just waited.

The charcoal fire in the furnace gradually weakened, Shi Huan stared at the gap between the stove and the kettle, looked at the reddish charcoal fire in the stove, and his voice was deep, "Master." I still want to get it back. Since it was something that had to be left behind when I drank a sip of Meng Po soup by the bridge, I thought that I should do my best to find it back. ”

"But the past has dissipated like a cloud, and the Si people have come back from another life, and even if you have recovered those memories, they have forgotten all of them. As you say, you are alone with the memories that everyone has thrown into the Lethe River, you ...... Aren't you lonely? ”

Shi Huan was already reluctant to explain too much, "Please also ask the master to fulfill it." ”

"The memory of that year that the girl wants, I can help you get it back. As for those things in the dream, I can't guarantee how much I can remember and which ones I can remember...... Have you ever thought that if you find it, all you will find are sad and desperate memories, all things you desperately want to discard...... And how? ”

There was a lot of fog in the dream, and the young man behind the fog was holding a folding fan, and the blood on the fan could be vaguely seen. The smell of blood filled the wings of the nose...... Even if the truth is not known, it has long been understood that it is definitely not a good memory.

She has already prepared for such psychological preparations. Shi Huan nodded, looked directly at the other party, and reiterated, "Please also ask the master to fulfill it." ”

Qing Ming's hand holding the teacup did not tremble for half a minute. Half of the broad face was bathed in the warm sun, half was hidden in the shadows, and through the curling incense, it was a little distant. He drank all the tea in his cup before he said slowly, "That's it. Come with me. ”

……

Gu Ci's carriage went out of the city gate, and he couldn't wait to get off the carriage and change horses, and went straight to the Qinghe Palace.

At that time, the site of the Qinghe Palace was selected, and Qing Ming came to ask him, saying that His Majesty had given him a few choices, whether it was in the palace or in the suburbs or in the city. At that time, Gu Ci felt that it was not appropriate, so he pointed to the mountain, Dao, halfway up the mountain, very good, pure, and seemed to have a transcendent status. So later, the Qinghe Hall was completed, located on the mountainside of the back mountain, and the mountain road on the Qinghe Hall was specially built by His Majesty.

Now Gu Ci felt for the first time that there was really nothing good about the halfway up the mountain, at least the way to the Qinghe Hall was so far, like a moat, the reins were about to break, and the sweaty and bloody horses ran like old horses in the wind and candles.

Gu Ci was almost sure why Shi Huan went to find Qing Ming - Shi Huan had already mentioned her lost memories several times, and yesterday she asked him bluntly if he knew how to recover his memory. She always felt that what she was dreaming about was the part of her lost memory...... So much so that she always wanted to get it back.

It is true that the memory can be retrieved, and it is not false to accidentally destroy people's consciousness, but at that time, the imperial doctor also said that in fact, the possibility of the latter is not very large, but no matter how small the possibility is, he does not dare to bet! He dared to gamble on heaven and earth as a chess game, but he couldn't afford to take any risk in her affairs.

What's more, Shi Huan's situation is special, and Qing Ming also said that he can't guarantee that Shi Huan will not get lost in the dream and never get out of it again......

……

Kata Yu was in the smoking room, being pulled by the smoke to compare clothes of different colors one after another. Qing Ming looked a little lonely, but he was really good to this only female disciple.

In the treasury of the Qinghe Palace, there are all rare treasures rewarded by His Majesty on weekdays, as well as all kinds of colorful fabrics. Before, the Qinghe Hall was all men, so naturally they didn't need it, but now a little girl finally came, and naturally all of them were given to Hanyan.

So, in addition to practicing martial arts on weekdays, he is tinkering with these cloth clothes, but he has made several bodies, most of which are feathers. In addition to black, there is everything colorful.

Although Katayu is a little expressionless and a little loveless, in the end, he is patient and lets the smoke toss. The grinding degree of the smoke girl, Katayu has been taught, but whatever she wants to do, sometimes even the master can't stop it - too nagging. Or to some extent, this habit of the girl with smoke is spoiled by the master.

Kata Yu, who had no love, opened his arms and let the other party compare a peach-colored dress embroidered with a large flower peony, and suddenly looked back and looked out consciously, giving a particularly casual look. Then he withdrew his gaze and frowned.

Hanyan thought that Pian Yu didn't like this peach, and was about to explain that the little girl was more pleasing to wear this color, when he saw Pian Yu suddenly look up and look out again, this time, he didn't look back. So he looked up curiously, "What's wrong?" The place you're looking at is the direction of the antechamber......"

Kata Yu's expression was wooden, and he was still a little puzzled, and his explanation was a little vague, "Ma." ”

"What horse?"

Kata Yu's brows furrowed more and more, "In the Qinghe Palace...... Can I ride a horse? "The neighing, the sound of horses' hooves, is urgent.

Hanyan didn't hear any horses, she just shook her head, "No." Even when His Majesty the Emperor came, he had to dismount and walk as a sign of respect. There are no horses in the entire Qinghe Palace. ”

Katayu's brows frowned even tighter, and his heart trembled at the moment, and he blurted out, "It's not good!" Master! ”

"Huh?!" Hanyan was startled, lost his clothes, and ran out, "What's wrong with Miss?!" Kata Yu, Kata Yu, you wait for me! ”

Gu Ci caught up with the Qinghe Hall all the way, and the little boy hurriedly stepped forward to salute, but saw that Gu Gongzi, who had always been calm, directly lifted the reins and rode his horse through the door, and went straight towards the front hall. The strong wind set off by the speed was blowing on his face, and the little boy covered his face, and was about to catch up, only to see Lin Yuan's guards riding from behind, and when they arrived at the door, they turned over and dismounted and galloped away......

The little boy covered his face and was confused, what was going on?

Qing Ming came out of the front hall, and as soon as he closed the door, he heard a horse neighing, but before he could turn around, his collar had been pulled up, and the roar of splitting his head and covering his face came, "What about her?!" ”

Excuse me.

Gu Ci, who lost his demeanor, spat on Xingzi and sprayed himself in the face as he spoke.

Qing Ming turned his head and raised his chin behind him, stopped Gu Ci who was running in, and shook his head, "You...... It's late. ”

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