Yingluo didn't know what Amai had done. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She heard the footsteps outside the door and fell asleep on the couch.
Aman walked into the room and saw that Yingluo was already asleep behind the gauze curtain. He stretched out his hand to pull off her clothes and lay down against her. He could feel that Yingluo's breath was not stable, so she must have been asleep.
There were a lot of things she wanted to say to him in her heart, so she stood up slightly and carefully pulled the curtain aside, but Yingluo felt extremely nervous.
Aman didn't act rashly, he just looked at her silently. He always idealized the relationship. The two of them had no basis for relationship in the first place. It would be very difficult for them to form a couple.
Even so, he doesn't want to give up easily. He can solve any puzzle no matter how hard it is. He can also decipher feelings. He won't give up without trying hard. Even if the overlord forces him in the end, he will keep her.
By your side, he will never give up.
"Ayin, since we can't go back to the past, let's start over." He gazed with affectionate eyes, smiled slightly, and placed a kiss on her forehead. Without doing anything too much, he gently lowered the curtain.
, lie down and sleep.
Yingluo heard Aman's gradually calmer breathing, and the tight string in her heart finally relaxed. Fortunately, he didn't do anything excessive.
After a long time, I turned around and saw his silhouette through the curtains. They were husband and wife, and it seemed like he really liked me, otherwise he wouldn't have tolerated her request.
But I am becoming more and more confused. What kind of person is Aman? Who is he? He seems to have a very complicated identity.
Aman slowly opened his eyes, but did not move. He had already thought of a way to make Yingluo happy.
Early in the morning, Aman saw that Yingluo was not looking well, so he lit the soothing incense. Then he went to his arsenal. He wanted to make fireworks with words himself, and planned to surprise Yingluo in the evening.
The housekeeper Tana came to report Amai to the palace. Aman ordered Tana to bring Amai into the front hall. After a busy morning, the fireworks have been roughly arranged.
My body smelled like sex, so I changed my clothes and ran directly to the front hall. At this time, Amai had been waiting in the front hall for a long time.
Amai saw Aman coming quickly and put down the tea cup in his hand, "What has the prince been busy with this morning? He looks so hurried."
Aman didn't hide it from him. He was a little thirsty after working all morning. He took a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and then found a place to do it.
There was a hint of melancholy on his face, "It's not Man'er's fault. Yesterday I took the princess to the palace for a banquet, and the girl took a ** and targeted A Yin everywhere. As a result, the husband and wife were at odds and are still having trouble. I plan to
Make some small things to make her happy."
Amai's eyes were full of surprise, and he smiled without restraint: "Your Majesty is good at studying ordnance, but it is really difficult for Your Majesty to coax women."
Aman seemed to be enjoying it and did not find it hard. "Actually, it's not embarrassing at all. When you find the woman who is willing to make your heart beat, you won't say so."
Amai said nonchalantly: "Women are very troublesome, but I still have a way to deal with Man'er. Do you want to give it a try?"
Aman sighed unconsciously, how could Man'er and Yingluo be the same? Man'er loved Amai, and as long as Amai said a kind word, he would be happy all day long. Yingluo was neither cold nor warm to him at all.
"No need, I've already thought of a way."
Amai wanted to stay with A Man. After all, Ying Luo was a family member and it was not convenient to meet him. He was not sure that Ying Luo had met him. He was afraid that Ying Luo would forget him too, so he could only approach her step by step.
Amai took out a red square box that had been prepared for a long time. It contained ten candied fruits. It was Yingluo's favorite when she was a child. She once mistakenly thought that it was given to her by Gongyichu.
Aman took the red wooden box handed over by Amai and was curious about what could make Maner compromise. He stretched out his hand to open the box and saw candied fruits neatly arranged inside.
"Medi! You think Man'er is a child." However, this object used by Mizu to coax children seems very familiar.
Amai explained: "This used to be a specialty of Lan Country, a taste of my childhood."
Aman suddenly realized that this was the taste that his mother liked. He remembered that before he was three or four years old, if he did something right, his mother would take this kind of candied fruit as a reward.
Amai saw Aman's confused look. If Yingluo saw the candied fruit, there would only be two possibilities. One is that Yingluo turned a blind eye to it, and the other was to stimulate her memory. If it was the latter, she would definitely react, "How about we
Let’s make a bet, you don’t need to send it directly, the prince just needs to put this small box on the princess’s head, I guarantee that the princess’s attitude towards the prince will change.”
Asking Yingluo to change the temperature is exactly what Aman expected. The fireworks show will have to wait until the evening. It is better to just follow what Amai said. It is just a piece of cake. Even if it is useless, it doesn't matter.
"Then what are we betting on?"
"I don't have anything I want yet. I'll talk about it later when I think about it."
Although A Man thought it was childish to send preserves, seeing how determined A Mai was, he gave it a try and returned to the bedroom with his breath hidden. At this time, Ying Luo had not yet woken up.
Aman extinguished the soothing incense, placed the vermilion box on her head, and quietly retreated to hide in the dark.
The soothing fragrance slowly faded away, and Yingluo woke up from her sleep. She didn't know when she fell asleep last night, but she felt that she had slept extremely peacefully.
I pulled off my clothes and put them on my body, and saw a red wooden box coming into view. This feeling was very familiar, as if I had seen this small red box before.
He hurriedly took the box in his hands and opened it to find ten candied fruits.
My mind was tingling, and strange images flashed through my mind. A little girl of six or seven years old was hiding in a corner and crying very sadly. Then she took out a candied fruit from her body and put it into her mouth. "No matter how bitter it is, as long as you eat it, you will be healed."
I feel miserable."
Is that little girl herself? Why is he crying? Yingluo followed the little girl's example and stretched out her hand to take a candied fruit and put it in her mouth. The familiar sweet taste lingered between her lips and teeth. It was so familiar that she could definitely identify the taste.
She had eaten it before.
Time and space alternated randomly, and the picture suddenly changed. A blurry figure loomed and could not be seen clearly. A young woman hugged a strange man and cried sadly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that this candied fruit was not sent by you? Maybe everything will be the same."
Different." The man didn't say anything but hugged him tightly and stretched out his hand to tidy up her black hair. Such a hug was warm and practical.
"Who is that man? What is his relationship with me? This candied fruit was given by Aman, could it be him in the memory? Yingluo's memory is a bit confusing, and every time she captures the memory image so clearly.
I had a severe headache and accidentally knocked the candied fruit to the ground.
Gong**zi picked up the scattered candied fruits. She was really useless. She just couldn't remember the memory she had finally grasped. Her eyes were very confused. All the negative emotions were overwhelming her, just like she used to be.
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Aman saw Yingluo looking very sad outside the door, and walked in directly, "Ayin!"
When Yingluo saw Aman coming, she hugged him directly, "Aman, tell me who I am?"
Such a fragile Yingluo was something Aman had never seen before. He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, "You are Ayin, my princess."
Amai had been hiding outside the door. Seeing the pained Yingluo, she felt sad and more than happy. It could be seen from her expression that she did not reject everything in the past.
It should be said that Yingluo has peeked into the doorway to memory, otherwise it would not be so painful. As long as it is properly guided, the memory can be retrieved.