Aman moved to the military camp to facilitate the handling of military matters. Yu Junning was very pleased with this. Aman was finally willing to accept it. She was also planning to put Aman on the throne.
Yingluo moved into the military camp with her. Four or five days had passed, and the wedding day was approaching. Her memory had not yet been restored, and Aman was pressing closer. Yingluo had no reason to avoid sleeping with her.
Yingluo set her sights on two maids, Mona and Gina. Mona was young and cunning, while Gina was relatively stable and scheming. There was no maid who wanted to be a slave for the rest of her life, and Gina looked at Aman. Unusual.
Early in the morning, Aman took his people out for inspection, and Yingluo sent Mona away to wash her clothes. Only Gina was left in the camp to wait on Yingluo.
Yingluo was dressing up in front of the bronze mirror, her eyebrows were filled with sorrow, and she was sighing to herself, looking worried. Gina asked according to common sense: "What's wrong with the princess? Do you want to go to the medical officer?"
"No, I'm heart-broken." You raised your head and looked at Gina with a resentful look. A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in your eyes, and you hurriedly grabbed Gina's hand.
"Gina, can you do me a favor? I will never treat you badly."
Yingluo's behavior made her a little flustered. She didn't know what the princess wanted to do. She said cautiously: "If you have anything to do with the princess, just ask her."
Yingluo looked sad and her eyes were red. She looked at her breasts and hesitated to say: "I...I want to use my womb to give birth to a child!"
Gina took a step back in shock. Could it be that the princess saw that she had a crush on the prince and was deliberately testing her?
He hurriedly knelt down and said: "Princess, Gina definitely has no wrong thoughts about the prince. Royal blood cannot be confused, and slaves do not have that blessing."
Yingluo stretched out her hand and grabbed her hand and said: "How can this kind of thing be a joke? No woman is willing to share her husband with other women. It's really hard to explain. A few days ago, the medical officer said that my body may be damaged for the rest of my life. It is impossible to give birth to an heir. Your Majesty is deeply affectionate and refuses to divorce me. I am grateful for your kindness and want to secretly facilitate this. When the time comes, you will be pregnant with the blood of your Majesty and then adopt the child to me. , as long as you are willing, I will not treat you badly."
As if in a dream, Gina remembered that the tonic the princess took every day turned out to be a decoction to treat infertility, and she had no doubts in her heart. It can be said that Gina was still secretly happy. The prince was extremely noble, and as a slave, she could have sex with the prince. *Linging together is naturally a joy. If you really give birth to an heir, it will be a glorious event.
"Gina is completely at the mercy of the princess."
Yingluo wiped the tears from her eyes and said with relief: "Then you just listen to my instructions. I will find an opportunity to facilitate this matter. Just remember not to let the prince find out, otherwise you will die."
"Yes, Gina knows."
Yingluo changed into plain and elegant clothes and leaned against the desk in silence, wondering what she was thinking about?
Aman came in from outside and said, "Ayin, the weather is nice outside. I've been here for a few days and I haven't seen you walking around the military camp."
Yingluo raised her eyes and saw her walking in her direction. Seeing that he was in a good mood, she agreed to his suggestion.
"Okay! It's too boring in this tent. It's good to go out for a walk."
After passing through the rows of tents and arriving at the playground, she watched the soldiers practicing on the drill ground shouting loudly. It was so overwhelming that she had experienced such an environment before.
Amai stood far away, waiting for a few days until Aman finally walked out of the military camp with Yingluo, and Amai walked towards the other end of the playground.
Scenes of scenes in the military camp appeared in Yingluo's mind, "Aman, have I been here before?"
"This is your first time here."
Yingluo followed Aman towards the side of the military camp. Aman asked about Amai's whereabouts, "Ayin, I will take you to meet a good brother."
"Um!"
From a distance, I saw Amai riding a horse, with a quiver on his waist and a full string in his hand, heading towards the distant target, and the arrow hit the red heart.
Yingluo looked confused and looked at the familiar figure in the distance. He was the person who appeared in the dream.
Yingluo lifted up her skirt and ran towards Amai, standing in front of Amai, her eyes filled with tears, "Tell me, who are you?"
Amai did not answer her question directly, but handed over the arrow, took out a silver heart bell from his arms and handed it over, "Princess, if you can shoot through this silver heart bell, tell the princess my name."
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Aman frowned. No matter how you look at it, the relationship between the two of them is extraordinary. "Feibai, Ayin doesn't know how to shoot!"
Amai pursed her thin lips lightly and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm just rejecting the Princess politely." He took back the bell in his hand and passed by Yingluo.
Yingluo's trembling hand touched his. Everything felt so familiar, the bells and arrows were all familiar, "Why don't you tell me your name? Why?"
Amai pulled away the hand he held tightly, and the silver heart bell in his hand fell to the ground, "The princess may have recognized the wrong person."
Seeing Amai's retreating back, Yingluo picked up the silver heart bell on the ground and held it in her hand. She had seen it in her memory. She had a severe headache and her body was shaky.
Yingluo not only had a headache but also felt heartache. Her heart was as cold as ice, "What happened? No one told me who I was. Am I a heinous person?"
Aman hugged her directly, fearing that he would think of the past, "Ayin, don't think about it anymore. Don't think about it anymore!"
Yingluo passed out because she couldn't bear the pain, and Aman called the doctor. It was just that her pulse was very chaotic, and as long as she controlled her emotions, it would be fine.
Yingluo was fine, and Aman felt much more at ease. Seeing her tortured by confused memories every time, he would feel heartbroken. If he revealed her identity, she would leave him immediately.
** She put her hand on her cheek, "Ayin, forgive me for being selfish! I will never let go."
Aman ordered Gina and Mona to take care of Yingluo. He was going to find Amai. He wanted to ask clearly, what is the relationship between Yingluo and Amai?
Amai is waiting for Aman to arrive in the camp. The reason why he has not met Yingluo for a long time is because he is afraid of the situation just now.
Now that the time is right, after experiencing great joy and great sorrow, I believe she will think of some buried memories.
Aman broke in from outside the tent angrily, "Amai, what is your relationship with Ayin?"
Amai lowered her eyes deeply and said in a calm voice, "She is Murong Yingluo, not Ayin."
"You already knew her identity, why didn't you tell her?"
Amai raised his head to meet Aman's hateful eyes, "You should know that I failed my mission and was punished by my aunt and locked up in the dungeon. I just wanted to save her."
Aman clenched his fists angrily, as if he were protecting his prey, full of hostility, "You like him. That silver heart bell is your token of love."
"That's right! I like him, but it has nothing to do with love between men and women. She is Murong Xuan's daughter, and we are childhood sweethearts. She once called me brother, but I can't ignore death. When I know that she has become you
I have been avoiding the princess, and I didn’t even recognize her in the martial arts arena just now.”
"That being the case, I hope you won't see her again in the future."
Amai looked at Aman with wandering eyes, the anger still lingering on his face, he really cared about Yingluo.
"Aman! You kept her by your side like this and relied on lies to maintain the marriage. If one day she thinks of everything, all she will be left with is hatred. Why not try to let go and maybe leave a good memory."
Aman laughed hoarsely and said: "It's too late. Her child died because of me. She should have hated me in the first place. In this case, let her hate me more! Even if she hates me deeply in the end, she still has something in her heart.