One day, Hongday, who is floating in the red dust, will actually reprimand others for frivolity? What a joke! Yongshu Ying's lips hooked slightly, and she sneered:

"I didn't learn it from you, you taught me a lot of bad things on weekdays, if you talk about profligacy, who can compare to you?"

Hongtian didn't want to admit it, his chin was slightly raised, and he avoided the heavy, "Being young and frivolous is a thing of the past, and I will behave in a proper manner in the future, and I will never say anything more slippery." ”

His attitude towards this old cadre made Yongshu more and more suspicious, "How did your temperament change greatly after you lost your memory?" Completely opposite to the past, I wonder if you are Hongyang himself after all! ”

This is really strange, "Who else can I be if I'm not Hongyang?" ”

Yongshu herself is crossed, because her personality will be a little different from the original owner, Hongtian suddenly changed her personality, she can't help but wonder, could it be that Hongday was also changed by the person who crossed the soul?

But if there are really modern people who have crossed over to him, then this person should be accustomed to seeing her wearing a sundress, and should not be surprised!

It can be seen that he should not be a traverser, but how can his personality be so different?

Yongshu was puzzled, and his eyes staring at him were full of suspicion.

Hongtian didn't dare to look at her, just because she was dressed too coolly, he didn't want to mess up, so he retracted his gaze in a hurry.

Yongshu no longer bothered him, entered the account first, and the maid brought hot water to wash the fifth master.

Hot water wrapped his feet, the hot warmth gradually dispelled his fatigue, after washing, when lying in the tent, Hongtian only felt dizzy, he was a little thirsty, but he was weak, he could only speak,

"Pour me a cup of tea."

The people in the tent didn't move, she still had her back to him, and Hongtian said in her heart that she hadn't been lying down for a while, so she wouldn't have fallen asleep so quickly, right?

"Asleep?"

Yongshu didn't fall asleep, but he didn't bother to agree, he didn't say anything when the maid was there, and he began to call her before the maid left, obviously on purpose, "You won't fall by yourself?" ”

Hong Day's eyes were half-closed, and his voice was a little vague, "She poured me a lot of wine, I am a little dizzy, and it is inconvenient to get up, please help pour a glass." ”

His attitude was quite polite, Yongshu had no reason to refuse, so he had to get up and leave the account, pour a cup of tea, walk to the couch, and hand it to him.

Hongtian sat up strongly, took the teacup, and inadvertently raised his eyes, and saw that her black sundress was wrapped in two delicate touches, and the dim candle flame outlined a dark shadow, which made people reverie more and more. Just one glance made his mouth dry, and he immediately lowered his eyebrows and drank tea, barely suppressing the rising flames.

Then he placed the teacup on the small table beside him, took his robe from the couch, put it on her shoulder, and then wrapped her tightly!

Yongshu was inexplicable, "What are you doing here?" ”

If she is not dressed properly, it is estimated that she will quarrel again, in order to avoid disputes, Hongtian changed his words, "In the middle of the night, don't put on your robe when you get up, beware of catching a cold." ”

"Don't you tell me to pour tea, I don't have to get up, what kind of good person is this pretending?" Yongshu unbuttoned his robe in displeasure, threw it on the couch, and then turned around and walked towards the tent.

He's a Fujin, and his temper is really big! The dizzy Hongtian didn't bother to bother with her, so he lay down again.

He had been suffering from insomnia for a few days, and tonight he drank some wine, which helped him sleep, and soon he fell asleep, but in the middle of the night he was awakened by strange and confused dreams.

The dream was so clear, but when he thought about it again, it was a mess again, and he couldn't figure it out.

Hongday, who was in turmoil, sat up and sighed.

Yongshu felt shallow, the slightest movement could wake her up, and seeing his half-seated figure through the screen, she guessed that he might have had a nightmare and couldn't sleep.

So Yongshu got out of the tent, walked to the dressing table, opened a box, took out a small ball from the porcelain bottle, put it in the hollow sachet, locked the buckle, and then sent it to him.

Hongtian took the sachet with his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "What is this?" ”

"This is the fragrance of the feathers, it has the effect of calming the mind and sleeping peacefully, you put it next to the pillow to try."

The fragrance gradually emanated from the hollow sachet, Hongtian closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, and in an instant, it seemed that there was a wisp of memory with the fragrance and went straight to the heavenly spirit cover!

"This fragrance is so familiar!"

His expression was unusually solemn, and Yongshu was unconsciously curious, "What's the matter?" Didn't you think of something? ”

In a trance, a picture of a man and a woman embracing each other in the tent flashed in his mind, and the man's lips rubbed gently between the woman's swan neck, and he whispered softly, "It's so fragrant!" ”

This voice seems to be him, so who is the woman in his arms? It's a pity that the picture flashed, and he couldn't see the woman's face clearly, only her white neck.

The picture was too tempting for him to describe, so he said ambiguously: "I just felt that the fragrance was familiar, and I didn't think of anything." ”

"This incense pill is made of the petals of my feathers, and the feathers have their own myrrh fragrance, and you like it very much, so I often hang the sachet in the tent."

Myrrh? The fragrance is indeed very unique, and when you smell it gently, this fragrance is like a pair of gentle hands, soothing the restlessness in his heart.

Hongyang placed it next to his pillow, and the vague scent of myrrh lingered between his nose, and soon he forgot about the troubles and fell asleep again.

With this incense pill, Hongtian no longer wakes up with insomnia, and can finally dream until dawn.

After resting at home for five or six days, he felt that he was no different from ordinary people, so he took the initiative to ask his emperor Ama to continue to go to the court.

When he arrived at the Qianqing Palace, he saw the magnificent golden palace, and Hongday's heart was extremely shocked!

Sitting on the golden dragon chair in front of the main hall is his Emperor Ama, the current saint! The golden thread on the robe of the Ming Yellow Dragon is shining, and the emperor's aura of ruling the mountains and rivers and killing decisively can't help but yearn for Hongday!

At that moment, he suddenly felt that this royal bloodline also seemed to be beneficial, at least, he was very close to the dragon chair, but there was a fourth elder brother in the middle......

When he has a new thought, the memories of the past become unimportant. There are many political affairs in the DPRK and China every day, and he will no longer think about it when he is busy.

Hongtian seems to have gotten used to such days, and Yongshu is happy and faintly worried.

Now that Hongshu has lost his memory, he no longer remembers Hongxi's affairs, and he has no longer quarreled with her, and Yongshu seems to have no reason to settle old grudges with an amnesiac person.

If the grievance is sealed, it can be regarded as a good thing, but Yongshu is worried about what if Hongtian regains his memory? In that case, she really can't imagine, she can only take one step at a time.

On the morning of this day, the sky was high and the clouds were light, Yongshu was watering the flowers, and suddenly heard that someone came to report, saying that the fourth master and the fourth blessing were coming, and the people were in the front hall, and the fifth master invited her over.

Yongshu cleaned his hands and changed his clothes, changed into a blue cluster pattern clothes, and added a few pieces of jewelry, and then went to the front hall.

As soon as I went, I realized that it was the fourth master who was worried about the fifth child's illness, so he came to visit with Sifujin.

In Yongshu's impression, the relationship between the two brothers is very good, Hongli is Hongday's most admired brother, every time he sees his brother, Hongli is smiling, but since he lost his memory, his attitude towards Hongli has gradually become cold, and Hongli has been looking for a conversation during the banquet, and Hongli is perfunctory.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Yong Shu explained with a smile: "The fifth master has not remembered the past, and he is indeed a little less silent than before, he is like this to everyone, even me, and I hope the fourth master will forgive me." ”

Hongli's abnormality really made Hongli feel uneasy, just because many things were discussed by the two brothers before, and now Hongli kept his distance from him, and Hongli didn't even have anyone to discuss.

"Feelings are maintained by memory, if there is no memory, it will naturally be estranged, this is human nature, I understand, I only hope that the fifth child can recover his memory as soon as possible."

After the banquet, the two brothers drank tea and chatted, and Yongshu took the Fucha clan to Ningzhao Courtyard to sit down.

After tasting Biluochun, Fucha said with a smile: "I heard that the fifth brother has changed a lot recently, and when he went to the court in the past, he was silent, and he never expressed his opinion on the government and politics, and only went to the palace to fill the number.

But in recent days, when the courtiers talk about the government, the fifth brother will take the initiative to express his views, and even propose a solution, and the emperor has adopted it! This person has amnesia, and he still knows how to engage in politics, which is really strange! ”

Fucha suddenly talked about this, and Yongshu always felt that there was something in her words, as if she was hinting at something, and as if she was suspecting something.