The memory of the original body is like a tree with countless branches, as long as Shangguan Li wants to, he can check the memories on those branches at any time.

Not just the one you look at, but everything related to it will be recalled.

But if Shangguan Li didn't deliberately look at it, some memories would not have it.

So she hadn't remembered the memory of this before.

The reason why she suddenly remembered it was because she remembered the big bookshelf she had seen last time in the house in this courtyard.

The shelves are filled with knick-knacks made of stone and iron, from left to right, from bottom to top, which have become more and more refined with time.

densely, quietly recording the slow and difficult growth of the two girls.

But what Shangguan Yan didn't know was that her sister was actually still dead, and she didn't wait for the day she came back.

The current Shangguan Li is not her sister, but, but, Shangguan Li thought in her heart.

If the feelings brought to her by the memories were so real, how different was the self with all her memories from the original body?

This question is destined to have no answer, just like she doesn't quite understand her mood now.

"Ah Li saw it?"

Shangguan Yan raised her head, her expression was a little embarrassed for the time being, she smiled faintly and added.

"I'm on the battlefield, different from the scenery of the capital, there are large areas of desert in the west, where there are shiny things on the stones, I pick one up and play with it when I see something very good-looking, now it's a little hobby of mine, you don't have to have any psychological burden."

The breath hanging in Shangguan Li's chest finally fluttered and fell, turning into a sigh as light as a breeze.

"What's the psychological burden, it's almost a psychological burden, sister."

People have experienced wind, frost, rain and snow, cold eyes and dark arrows, and they are still alone after all.

Shangguan Yan was stunned for a while, Shangguan Li saw that her originally slightly cold and hard eyebrows seemed to have been washed with warm water layer by layer, and the indescribable light smoothed her external edges and corners inch by inch, revealing a clean and hot heart as gentle as a breeze.

She laughs.

"Then there's nothing I can do."

When Su Qiubai woke up from the indescribable dizziness, he found the three children gathered around the silver charcoal burning kang, talking and laughing about something.

For a moment she thought she was still dreaming.

That child, always pushing herself, Su Qiubai can't remember how many times she tensed her thin lips, and looked at this person in the Xiangfu with a gaze that can be called hatred, Zhang Yuanniang, and even Xiangye.

It's been a long time since she's smiled like that in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Ah, Aunt Su, you're awake."

Shangguan Li's eyes were the sharpest, and they were right on the bed, so he was the first to discover.

She got off the kang and helped Su Qiubai up from the bed.

It wasn't until he came into contact with Shangguan Li's slightly cold hand that Su Qiubai realized that this was not a dream.

"You, you ......"

Her gaze lingered several times between Shangguan Li and Shangguan Yan, who also came over, and then showed a relieved smile.

"It's good to say it's open, it's good to say it's open. But, Ah Yan, how did you come up with the idea of telling Li'er this? ”

Shangguan Bu, who had not had much chance to speak, interjected.

"Because the third sister has stiff wings now, I am also weak and bullied, why didn't I see the eldest sister treat me like this?"

They all knew that they were joking, but Shangguan Yan thought about it seriously, and then said a reason that almost made Shangguan Bu vomit blood.

"Ah Li is a younger sister, of course my sister is more expensive than you."

Shangguan Li was a little embarrassed on the side, she had put a ball in her heart for two lifetimes, and it was really uncomfortable to suddenly encounter this kind of warm drama.

Fortunately, Shangguan Yan quickly got down to business.

"Mother, do you remember how you got to Lingshui Pavilion?"

As soon as he heard this, even Shangguan Bu's expression became serious.

Su Qiubai pinched the fingers along the quilt tightly, it seemed that her head hurt a little, and she wanted to reach out to probe.

But before that, Shangguan Li had already taken the first step, holding Su Qiubai's head with both hands, kneading it slowly, and whispering at the same time.

"I've seen it, Aunt Su has been hit by the incense, although there is a wound on the back of her head, but it is not serious. You drink a bowl of refreshing tea first, and then I will massage the acupoints to soothe your qi and blood. ”

As he spoke, Shangguan Bu brought a porcelain bowl.

Su Qiubai drank it according to his words, and suddenly felt that his dizzy head was much clearer.

"Now that I think about it, do you see anything?"

With the movement of Shangguan Li's hand, Su Qiubai's originally vague memory gradually became clear, and she said slowly.

"I was doing embroidery in the house, and then a guy walked in, and I don't remember after that."

"Mother, is the person you saw a man or a woman, and how is he dressed?"

Su Qiubai closed her eyes and tried her best to recall them again, but it was like an unbreakable fog that wrapped the memories of that time, and she couldn't remember them no matter how she thought about them.

"All I remember is that it seems to be ...... Black. I can't think of anything else. ”

This answer did not surprise Shangguan Li.

What she didn't say was that the incense wasn't as simple as making people unconscious, and there was another thing called "Dream Weaver" in it.

The Dream Weaver is extremely precious, on the one hand, it is extremely difficult to find, and the roots of exotic flowers and plants can only survive in a dark and damp place where there is no sunlight for at least ten years.

On the other hand, because of its effect, the drug developed by the Dream Weaver can act on memory. As long as it is used well, it can even reach the point of tampering with memories and manipulating people's hearts.

The weight of the Dream Weaver in Su Qiubai's incense was so light that she couldn't confirm it at the first time, or when Su Qiubai couldn't remember the past anyway, she was completely sure.

Although hidden, thanks to this, Su Qiubai only lost a memory, and did not have more serious consequences.

Memory is a thing that no one cares about in ordinary times, but people are made up of these memories, and if a large piece is lost, it will change its temperament greatly, and it will directly become dementia.

What Shangguan Li didn't expect was that the other party had to use this kind of thing against Su Qiubai, a powerless person, how much he didn't want his identity to be exposed.

Dream weavers, ear picking Gu, there are really a lot of strange things in this world, I don't know what the relationship between the person who did it this time and the "master" last time.

"Alas, just remember the color of the clothes, isn't this looking for a needle in a haystack?"

Shangguan Bu sighed.

Shangguan Li was stunned for a moment, wait, the color of the clothes?

She suddenly asked Su Qiubai.

"Aunt Su, did you see him come in at that time?"