Chapter 965: Lotus Without Heart: Demon Without Roots (25)
She smiled and poured the medicine down with all her strength.
Then he wiped the corners of his lips and said weakly: "This is a bowl of lotus stems, not medicine?" These lotus seeds are so sweet......"
She shuddered, trying to savor the taste between her lips and teeth, but she couldn't remember it no matter how much she recalled.
When Lian Jue was leaving, he once said to Feng Jiu: 'If she is still alive, should she be happy if she is not here?' ’
Her pampering father wouldn't do the same to her one day.
Therefore, Lian Jue hoped that Shen Hongxian would forget all this, and this medicine was naturally as he wished.
Shen Hongxian held the enamel bowl, and countless emotions were mixed: "No, it's bitter, this lotus seed's heart is bitter...... It's bitter, it's bitter to the heart......"
Like a child, she searched hard, groping for possible memories, and those things were like lotus flowers on a lotus pond, and when she passed by the boat, the sides of the lotus had moved away, and she could not touch them.
"I seem to have forgotten something...... But what is that? ”
And the fragrance of the lotus flower and the bitterness of the lotus heart made her eager to pour the decoction into her throat and drink it all.
Seeing that Shen Hongxian drank the medicine, Feng Jiu didn't need to stay here anymore, turned around, stepped on the door and left.
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"Why do you want her to forget about you?" The phoenix dove couldn't figure it out.
Lian Jue shook his head slightly: "Do you know that the biggest pain is to remember too much, if you can forget all the past, it will be a new beginning." ”
If she still thinks about him, then every day is a torture.
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After the phoenix dove left, Shen Hongxian recovered like a miracle, which surprised the entire mansion. Immediately, rumors spread that Shen Hongxian had all fallen for witchcraft before......
There are not many rumors about Shen Hongxian, and there are also many rumors about Shen Hongxian.
As the first talented woman in the imperial city, she won the admiration of famous sons.
A few days before she got married, she finally got free.
According to the maid, she walked with the young lady all the way, I don't know where to walk behind the acacia forest there is a strange courtyard, the door of the house is full of large lotus flowers, it is clear that it is about to enter the winter and autumn, only the bright lotus flowers are as clear as promised, with the wind swaying branches and incense full of the court, it is really a beautiful scenery.
She couldn't help but look at these lotus flowers twice, but when she turned back, the young lady had already walked into the depths of the courtyard, and did not listen to her persuasion at all.
The young lady approached the lotus flower, silently looking at the lotus pond for a long time, and the sunset on the lotus flower that day was gilded with a golden halo, which made the lotus petals more bright. The young lady showed a rare smile in the face of the lotus, and just when the maid was surprised, Shen Hongxian had already jumped down.
The clear water color is sparkling, refracting the glass-like luster on the surface of the lake, the white lotus is like jade porcelain, the breeze is slow, and the water at the bottom of the lake has overflowed the head.
No one knows what she saw at the bottom of the lake......
No one.
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Flowers are buried in the first sight time
Think back to the moonlight with tears
Who explains that this life is crazy, greedy, and hopeful
Ken insisted on falling into this love network together
Cause and effect can be forgotten
The grass and trees are desolate
The red line leads to the face of this life
Disasters can be forgotten
Different paths are impermanent
Lianxin thought hard about it
Lovesickness can forget who remembers your appearance
Legend has it that I don't know how to be amorous and easy to provoke
Gathering and scattering can be forgotten and ruined
The lotus heart is hidden deep in the wind
The lotus blossom tells the floating past
The old Nantang is soaked in jade-colored autumn frost
Tracing the moon in the water, a petal of drunken incense
Quietly falling into the dark night like wine...... Cool.