When he chased out, he only saw the back of his own lady who rode away from the dust, and the doorman with a confused face.

He sighed, looked at the ruined stone lion on the left, and said, "Prepare a horse for me." After a pause, he continued, "Let people clean up this place." ”

Fortunately, the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion avoided the downtown area, so there were not many passers-by, and no one should have seen the new lady of the National Teacher's Mansion wearing a wedding dress and smashed the stone lion angrily as soon as she went out.

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Luo Kui, who was on the horse, clutched the reins tightly, recalling that when he went to the house to propose, his father saw his expression...... I didn't take it to heart at the time, but now I realize that my father must be hiding something.

The National Teacher's Mansion is in the east of the Imperial City, but the Imperial History Mansion is in the west, and if you want to get to the Imperial Historian's Mansion, you must pass through the entire city.

When Luo Kui drove his horse to the Imperial History Mansion, the door of the mansion had already been closed.

Luo Kui didn't care about anything else, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Who's making a fuss?"

"It's me. ”

The guard guarding the door was stunned and muttered to himself, "Why does it sound like Miss's voice...... Didn't Miss just get married......"

"Open the door!" Luo Kui spoke again, and the door of her house was not easy to kick, so she was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

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The entire Imperial Mansion broke the previous tranquility and became noisy.

The Imperial Master Luo Yan and his wife didn't even have time to put on their clothes, so they hurriedly put on their coats and left the bedroom.

"I'm married to a wife, why don't I know the rules, this midnight ......" Luo Yan made a straight face, he wanted to teach his own girl a lesson, but seeing her anxious face, her voice softened again, "What's the matter, who bullied you......?"

"Dad!" Luo Kui interrupted the old father, "He, he's missing!"

"Who's missing?"

"......" Luo Kui opened his mouth, closed it again, and opened his mouth again, shocked that something was wrong.

No matter what she thought, she couldn't remember what he had told her, his name.

Obviously, that name has long been engraved in my heart, but with a mouth, those words can't come out.

This feeling of powerlessness crushed the last line of defense in Luo Kui's heart, and the tears that he had been holding back finally swarmed out at this moment.

I can't remember the name, how can I not think of it!

"Luo'er, speak!" Luo Kui's mother also got anxious, holding her daughter, the texture of the tentacles, only to find that she was still wearing the wedding dress......

"I ...... My husband ......"

"What?" Luo Yan shook his body, and while his wife comforted his daughter, he freed his hand and pulled himself so that he would not fall down.

Luo Kui raised his hand and wiped a handful of tears, "Dad, you must know where he went, you must know!"

Luo Yan's brows were about to twist into knots, and he said after a while: "I don't know ...... for my father."

"I don't believe it," Luo Kui pulled his father's sleeve and cried: "Daddy, you just tell me where he went, can I find it myself?"

"Luo'er, why do you think that your father knows the whereabouts of the national teacher?" Luo Kui's mother, looking at her daughter with a distressed face, raised her hand to straighten her hair that was scattered due to horseback riding, "There was no intersection between the Imperial History Mansion and the National Teacher before, and you were able to become an in-law family because you married into the National Teacher's Mansion." ”

Luo Kui frowned, held his mother's hand, and looked at his father, "Daddy, I ......" For a while, Luo Kui didn't know what to say. There were too many doubts in his heart, and as he disappeared, they all poured out. Even the things that used to be common for me to think that there were no problems, now that I think about it, I am full of doubts and puzzles.

"Daddy, when he went to the house that day to propose marriage, what was the name written on the letter of appointment?"

"National teacher, girl, you don't even know this, right?"

"Dad, I mean his name. ”

"The national teacher has always been called the national teacher, girl. ”

Listening to his father's words, Luo Kui was almost like being hit by five thunders, and a voice in his heart was shouting frantically: No! No, no, no, his name is not called National Teacher! National Teacher is just his position! But he ...... But what's his name?

"Girl?"

"Luo'er?"

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Luo Kui was in a trance, and his mind was a mess. The fear in her heart, like a howling tide, swallowed her in an instant.

What is it that can't be seen, can't be grasped, and is slowly disappearing?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Luo Kui grabbed his father's wrist, "Dad, the emperor, the emperor must know, can you take me into the palace, I ...... now"

"Nonsense!" Luo Yan said angrily, "How can the emperor be able to see him if you want to?" Looking at his daughter's instantly dim eyes, Luo Yan's anger slowly withered.

"For my father, tomorrow morning, ask Your Majesty ......"

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Luo Kui didn't know when he was in the boudoir when he was unmarried, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting on the edge of the bed and wandering.

The room was quiet, only the wick of the burning oil lamp, which made a slight "crackling" sound from time to time.

Everything has become so strange and weird since I woke up.

His name was ...... His name is ...... His eyes are beautiful, his nose is beautiful, and his mouth is beautiful......" As he spoke, Luo Kui choked up, obviously he just couldn't remember his name for a moment, but why, now he couldn't even remember his face......

Luo Kui tugged at the clothes at the mouth of her heart, the beating heart was so painful that it made it difficult for her to breathe.

Luo Kui's body went limp, slipped under the bed, and cried, "His eyes are beautiful...... He has long eyelashes...... The eyes are clear...... His ......" Luo Kui couldn't say any more, and the blurred face in her mind made her desperate.

"That's right!" Luo Kui stood up suddenly, rushed to the bookcase, grabbed the brush resting on the inkstone, and wrote the words "National Teacher".

She was afraid that after a while, she would even forget about the "national teacher".

Luo Kui was unwilling to give up and still wanted to draw his appearance, but as time went by, his originally firm heart fell apart in an instant. Even the hand hanging in mid-air couldn't stop trembling.

Luo Kui dropped the brush, squatted on the ground to hide his face and cried bitterly, "I just want to draw his appearance, I just want to draw it!

The dazedness, uneasiness, and despair in her heart engulfed her again......

Ji'er, who chased Luo Kui back to the Imperial History Mansion, was waiting outside the door at the moment, but the young lady didn't call her, and she didn't dare to rush in.

The room was sometimes silent, sometimes there was the sound of crying.

He was holding the brocade that had been torn up a long time ago, and he was anxious, but he didn't know what to do.

Until a "quack" sounded, and when he saw the comer, he was instantly surprised, and before he could speak, the comer opened his mouth first, "Why did you come back?"

"My uncle is missing, Miss she ......" and before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"I'll just say that man is not a good thing, isn't it just a little stronger, a little taller, a little more handsome......"

"Don't talk about it yet, go in and see Miss!" said him, trying to push open the door and let him in, but was stopped by the raised wings.

"I went in through the window. After that, flapping his wings, he was too fat to support his body full of oil. fluttered for a while, but still didn't fly on the windowsill.

And he watched from the sidelines, with a sad face and a little smile.

It's not that you can't concentrate on it, and anyone who sees a gray duck that is as fat as a blown air, fluttering its fat and short wings, can't help but laugh.

"And, carry me to the windowsill. Duck Duck panted, looked distressedly at the well-maintained feathers that fluttered and fell over, and wailed in his heart: Which tendon is wrong for me, do I have to go through the window or not the door?