In the end, Jing Jian still left the inner hall, but he didn't go far, but on tiptoe, went up to the roof, stared at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and frowned more and more.

In his selfish heart, of course, he hoped that Su Chengxi could remember all the past between them.

But if you think about it from Su Chengxi's point of view, he doesn't want her to remember it, after all, in addition to beauty, it is also mixed with pain, which may not be something she can bear.

But he knew Su Chengxi's character.

Even if you hit your head and bleed, you have to live it for real.

He let out a long sigh of helplessness and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Su Chengxi was lying on the bed, hugging the quilt tightly, and her mind was complicated.

There is a voice in her heart that has been shouting, let her forget it, forget it, there is no need to dig deeper, after all, she now has a lovely son and has gained a sincere feeling, she should be content, and then tide over the difficulties with Xiao Jianjin and solve all the problems one by one.

But she felt that since the memories belonged to her.

She had experienced the past herself.

She doesn't know, now that she knows, there is no reason to avoid talking about it, she is not a coward, there is no reason to shrink into a turtle shell.

After thinking about it, she thought of the complicated and distressed look in Jingjian when she left just now, and let out a long sigh.

How did she not know that Jingjian was all for her good?

But she still has to make her own decisions.

Even if she made up her mind, she might not be able to remember.

It's all about luck.

For a few days, Su Chengxi's attitude towards Jingjian was lukewarm, and everyone felt it.

Jingjian also adhered to his duty and didn't bother Su Chengxi too much, just silently handled everything properly.

The people in the entire Fengwu Hall could see that the atmosphere between Su Chengxi and Jingjian was not right, all of them were extremely quiet, and no one dared to break this strange atmosphere.

Among them, the happiest person is Xiao Yuhuan.

He was happy to see his mother ignore Jingjian.

When eating, he was very active, smiling and giving Su Chengxi vegetables, and he would be obedient and coquettish, coaxing Su Chengxi, who was in a depressed mood, to smile, Xiao Yuhuan gave the queen mother a bowl of sweet soup, served it diligently, and said with a smile: "Mother, this is your favorite sweet soup, I haven't seen you drink it in the past few days, what's wrong?" Don't like it? Would you like to taste the difference today? ”

Su Chengxi smelled the sweet soup, and thought of the unhappy parting with Jingjian that night.

Her eyes flashed slightly, and she couldn't bear it anymore when she smiled at her son's earnest and bright smile, she smiled and took the sweet soup, gently stirred the soup spoon, and said with a smile: "No, the queen mother just has a poor appetite these days, so she didn't drink it." But today, Huan'er has a heart, but the queen mother can't help but drink. ”

"Queen Mother...... If you don't have an appetite, don't drink it, right? ”

Although I really want to show that no one can match my mother in front of Jingjian, I am still reluctant to force my mother.

"Not reluctantly."

The sweet taste came into her mouth, which made Su Chengxi's depressed mood a lot smoother in an instant, a faint smile appeared on her face, and her eyes praised her son softly: "Huan'er, you are so filial, the queen mother is very happy." ”

"The queen mother is better for her sons, and her sons are just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. When Erchen grows up, he must learn the best sweet soup in the world, as long as the queen mother wants to drink it, Erchen will personally cook it for the queen mother to drink. ”

In the matter of honoring his mother, Xiao Yuhuan has never been ambiguous.

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