Her cognition was biased, which made her think she had traveled through time recently. But in fact, she came to Dazhou more than ten years ago.

The little princess Zhou Huaixuan once said that Emperor Yong Yin had lost his memory when he ascended the throne and was assassinated. She thought that the loss of memory was probably true.

To sum up, it is probably - she, more than ten years ago, the baby (fetal) Dazhou grew up again in Dazhou. She was assassinated by the throne ceremony four years ago. She lost her memory due to injury and lost her memory in the years she grew up in Dazhou. Only one lifetime has traces left, and the memory has been broken.

...

The heavy rain was still falling, and the cold rainstorm wet the whole body. The muddy forest was very difficult to walk on. Ji Feixiu carried her on her back.

"Second Master, there is a temple in front of you, so we can take shelter from the rain first."

Ji Fei has been repaired.

After the group rushed into the abandoned temple, the guards walked around the place, as if checking whether it was safe and whether there was any danger. Then they gathered the dry straw in the temple and lit a fire.

Ji Feixiu let down Zhou Yanqing, and he found something was wrong with the puppy and looked dazed.

She was particularly fair and her pale skin was almost pale. She fell off her horse and hurt her head. The purple bruise was sealed on her forehead. The injury was shocking.

He thought to himself that he wouldn't have hit his head.

"How are you?"

Zhou Yanqing shook his head: "It's okay."

She pressed her eyebrows and suddenly looked at Ji Feixiu: "Thank you."

"cough!"

Ji Feixiu turned her face away in a embarrassing manner, feeling a little guilty at this moment: "...No need."

Zhou Yanqing looked at him twice, and finally slowly withdrew his gaze.

Ji Feixiu took out an exquisite small wine pot from his arms: "I have a restaurant here, so you can drink some to warm up your body."

Zhou Yanqing took it.

She sucked her nose, which was slightly blocked. She had been wet before. She was in poor health and was just recovering from a serious illness. She felt like she was about to be sick again.

She took a sip of the wine, and the spicy spirits were a little overwhelmed.

Ji Feixiu looked at her, and she seemed to be in a daze, speechless for a while.

After a long time, she wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her face in her arms.

Ji Feixiu looked at her like this and suddenly felt a little nervous. He didn't know why she looked like this, but he felt so distressed in his heart. He couldn't tell whether this was because of the impact of Liang Wenqi on him or himself, and he really felt sorry for this person?

After a while, Ji Feixiu took off his red clothes and hung them beside the fire to bake. He was shirtless and only had a pair of dark red pants left. He wanted Zhou Yanqing to take off his wet clothes, but Zhou Yanqing shook his head.

"fine."

Ji Feixiu: "..."

It felt strange. Her words were fine, as if she was comforting herself, "It's fine", as if she was saying that no matter how many she encountered, whether it was dangerous or crisis, whether it was sad or sad, she was fine, she was fine, she was fine.

It seems that I can't stand it anymore, but I'm still struggling.

Ji Feixiu straightened his lips. At this moment, he felt a sense of regret.

...

The rain fell all night and they also repaired the temple all night. When it was dawn the next day, Ji Feixiu walked towards Zhou Yanqing in a neat dress and saw the little emperor curled up on the ground, and she closed her eyes tightly.

The thick and curly long eyelashes look like two small fans.

He called out twice, but she didn't respond. He pushed her, but she still didn't respond.

Ji Feixiu touched her forehead, then looked stunned and hurriedly carried the person on his back.

"Jichun, Jixia, go, go back to Beijing quickly!!"
Chapter completed!