Song Qingyuan also sensed the confusion in the other party's eyes, and coughed lightly in a slightly embarrassed way to explain.

"I don't know if the prince is here, the prince may not remember me, I am the eldest son of the prefect of Yuzhou, and I have seen the prince a few times."

Song Qingyuan said this, and saluted in a proper manner, Yun Xiaoshuang listened to him say this, and gradually understood the identity of the person in front of him. Everything is really strange today, Yun Xiaoshuang was suddenly a little scared in her heart, and looked at the person in front of her vigilantly.

The eighth prince chuckled and waved his hand, exempting Song Qingyuan from saluting, but Song Qingyuan's expression was not relaxed at all. On the other hand, looking at the current situation, the eighth prince also found that except for himself, the expressions of everyone else were very solemn, and he could only shake his head slightly helplessly.

"Since Song Gongzi has already told my identity, then this girl should know, as a prince, I will not embarrass you, and please listen to me explain the current situation first, how about it?"

The eighth prince shook the folding fan in his hand and seemed to say this leisurely.

Zhao Mocheng is now upset, I don't know why the prince is still so calm, he is even more depressed. But he just pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Yun Xiaoshuang looked at Zhao Mocheng's reaction, she didn't know what he was angry about, obviously the most anxious person should be herself, and then nodded to the eighth prince.

But what Zhao Mocheng didn't expect was that what the Eighth Prince said was not what he thought.

The girl looked worried, maybe she was in trouble? My brother's wife does look very similar to the girl. He and his wife were very affectionate, and there was a reason why he was so eager now, and the girl must not blame him for his faux pas. ”

The words of the Eighth Prince were clearly telling Yun Xiaoshuang that Zhao Mocheng was in a daze for a while, so he was so rude. Zhao Mocheng was immediately angry when he heard this, and he opened his mouth to explain, but the eighth prince gently blocked it with a folding fan, signaling him not to speak yet.

When Yun Xiaoshuang heard this, she immediately felt a little sympathy for the man in front of her, so she could only nod silently.

However, Song Qingyuan didn't buy the words of the eighth prince, although he didn't dare to go against the other party, he snorted coldly, and squinted at Zhao Mocheng in front of him, who looked stronger than him.

"The Eighth Prince's friend encountered such a thing, which is indeed sympathetic, but you can't do anything to my friend like this, right? What's more, if he comes up and says that he is his wife, in this case, he is simply playing hooligan! ”

Zhao Mocheng's eyes suddenly showed murderous aura, Song Qingyuan shrunk his neck in fright, but he was hiding behind the eighth prince, looking like he had the support of the eighth prince, Zhao Mocheng would definitely not treat him like a.

The eighth prince naturally won't let Zhao Mocheng go on like this anymore, Zhao Mocheng is a straight man of steel, no matter how anxious he is now, no matter how much he wants to snatch Yun Xiaoshuang away directly, he can't force himself to come.

Therefore, the eighth prince can only persuade Zhao Mocheng in turn at this stage, hoping that he can cooperate with him first, and he will naturally help him, and it is impossible to still stand on the other party's side.

"Okay, Mocheng, what happened now is just a misunderstanding. The girl should also have encountered difficulties, since they are all fate, we should help her. You're scaring people like this, so don't apologize quickly. ”

Zhao Mocheng didn't expect that the Eighth Prince would actually want to apologize, so wouldn't he admit it, just said that Yun Xiaoshuang was his wife, was he talking nonsense? He was reluctant to take a step back, frowning and looking at the Eighth Prince incomprehensibly.

At this point, the Eighth Prince could only sigh first, pulled him to his side, and explained a few words in Zhao Mocheng's ear in a low voice.

I saw Zhao Mocheng's expression, which changed from unhappy at the beginning to shock, and finally revealed distress. When he looked back at Yun Xiaoshuang again, his expression became cautious, and he no longer insisted on taking people away as he did just now.

"It's okay, I'll help you remember what happened before, I won't force you, I'll wait for you to get better."

In the end, Zhao Mocheng threw down such a sentence in a daze and left suddenly, Yun Xiaoshuang was still in a confused state, but she could clearly feel that when Zhao Mocheng left just now, her eyes were indeed very sad.

Seeing Zhao Mocheng leave, the eighth prince could only sigh with a headache, he knew that Zhao Mocheng was such a temper, it was impossible to force him to do anything, and Zhao Mocheng had helped himself so much on the road, the eighth prince should help him with this now.

The Eighth Prince turned his head to look at Yun Xiaoshuang and smiled gently, "Miss Yun, don't be afraid, my righteous brother is not bad-hearted, although I disturbed you today, but my righteous brother said that he would help you get back your former memories, and he will definitely do what he says." Please also ask Miss Yun to give him a chance, don't turn him away, he will be sad in this way. ”

The distress in the Eighth Prince's words now was too obvious, and Yun Xiaoshuang didn't know how to answer for a while. Although he didn't know what his righteous brother had gone through and whether it had anything to do with him, he really couldn't say anything to blame him at this time.

"I know, don't worry, lord. He didn't actually do anything today, and my friend was too impulsive, so he did it first, and asked you to accompany him on my behalf. ”

Yun Xiaoshuang had already come back to her senses and walked out of the dazed state just now, so she naturally had to say a few polite words. What's more, he is telling the truth, Song Qingyuan's impulsive temperament should indeed be changed, and he should apologize for him.

Song Qingyuan pouted a little unwillingly on the side, Yun Xiaoshuang was not ready to pay attention to him, the eighth prince just nodded politely with a smile after hearing this, and then left directly.

And the prefect of Suzhou and the others who followed him all the way behind him had been staring at each other with big eyes just now, and they didn't dare to come out, but now that they saw that the eighth prince was gone, they hurriedly followed.

"Xiaoshuang, you also saw the prefect of Suzhou, I said that he is not a good person! Today's play must have been played by him, in order to deceive a simple and ignorant girl like you. Don't fall for them, Xiaoshuang, Yun Xiaoshuang, are you listening to me? ”

As soon as these people in front of him left, Song Qingyuan kept babbling like this. And Yun Xiaoshuang was looking ahead, the direction they left was distracted, as if they thought of something very important, and tried to think about it, but it was blank.

It wasn't until Song Qingyuan reached out and poked Yun Xiaoshuang's shoulder that Yun Xiaoshuang came back to her senses, and she didn't want to care about what Song Qingyuan just said, so she casually threw down a perfunctory answer, turned around and packed up the things on the stall, and planned to go back to the inn first.

"Listen, I know what you said, and I'll pay attention. I'm tired today, so I'll go back and rest first. ”

Yun Xiaoshuang's attitude was obviously perfunctory, and Song Qingyuan also noticed it and hurriedly followed, but no matter what he said along the way, Yun Xiaoshuang was in no mood to listen to it more.

There was suddenly a very fresh medicinal food stall on Moliu Street in Suzhou City, but this news became a household name in the bustling city of Suzhou in only two days.

Even if there is a crowd of people in front of this medicinal food stall, there is another wonton stall next door to the dinner stall. Although the wontons don't taste very good, the little brother who bought the wontons looks better than Pan An, even if he has a cold face from beginning to end, there is never a shortage of customers in front of his wonton stall.

In this way, there are more people with red eyes on the left and right, such as the accusation sent by a man surnamed Song at this time: "Phew! Are these women blind, master, I haven't seen them so enthusiastic in front of this medicinal food stall every day, and I don't think she looks very good! ”

Yun Xiaoshuang looked up when she heard this, and just met Zhao Mocheng's eyes, this kind of staring has happened countless times in the past two days. Yun Xiaoshuang even had to wonder if this Zhao Mocheng was staring at him all the time.

Although she didn't feel uncomfortable, Yun Xiaoshuang still avoided it in a panic, and Song Qingyuan also noticed that the two of them were secretly sending Qiu Bo again, deliberately lying between the two.

"Childish."

Glancing at Song Qingyuan, Yun Xiaoshuang continued to work on the medicinal food in her hands, and the guests she recruited from the medicinal food stall were not like the ones next door, just to have fun and watch the handsome guys.

Yun Xiaoshuang still has to speak with strength, so she will not take any medicinal diet lightly.

After listening to Yun Xiaoshuang's evaluation of himself, Song Qingyuan snorted twice with satisfaction, he has just been protecting Yun Xiaoshuang in the past few days, to put it bluntly, he is constantly making trouble. There were many times when Zhao Mocheng really wanted to beat him away, but in the end he held back.

In the final analysis, it was because the Eighth Prince gave Zhao Mocheng advice, and Zhao Mocheng also listened to it.

Judging from all the signs now, Yun Xiaoshuang is indeed amnesiac. It's not like she hasn't looked for a doctor along the way, and if it was a minor injury, she would have recovered a long time ago. Since she can't remember anything, it's a serious injury, and you can't irritate her anymore. ”

Thinking of what the Eighth Prince said, Zhao Mocheng was even more worried, and his melancholy appearance now, in the eyes of the group of little sisters in front of his stall, was even more charming, which inevitably caused a small commotion and discussion.

Finally waited until all these people who were in the way were gone, Zhao Mocheng directly came to Yun Xiaoshuang's booth with a bowl of chaos, and didn't care about Song Qingyuan who was blowing his beard and glaring at him, but sat down directly in front of Yun Xiaoshuang.

"The ravioli I make are not tasty."

Listening to the other party's endless sentence, Yun Xiaoshuang looked dazed, and when she looked up at Zhao Mocheng, the other party was staring at the wontons in the bowl.

Although Yun Xiaoshuang has never tasted the wontons made by Zhao Mocheng, to tell the truth, it doesn't even look very good. Occasionally, Zhao Mocheng can be seen clumsily making wontons, which is also very different from his handsome appearance, which makes people laugh.

"Then why would you want to sell ravioli?"

Because of the curiosity in her heart, Yun Xiaoshuang couldn't help but ask like this.