Canghuan Seven Palaces

Look at this person.

"Ah Qing," Mo Qingjue's voice became very small, he begged in a low voice, "I can't breathe because of you..."

Hearing this, Si Cangqing paused, then let go of his hand, turned his gaze away, and roughly scanned the surrounding environment, only to feel that this place is unusually strange.

Mo Qingjue staggered and put one hand on the head of the bed so as not to fall.He hurriedly stood up, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, picked some powder with his fingers, and touched his face a few times.

Looking at the pale and delicate face in front of him, Si Cangqing was in a trance for a moment.The appearance of this person did give him a sense of familiarity, which was much more reliable than the memory in his brain.

Really, are they lovers?

Lover... He vaguely knew the meaning of this term, and a warm and soft emotion surged in his heart.Looking at Mo Qingjue again, Si Cangqing was completely confused.

Mo Qingjue didn't seem to notice the strangeness of the other party, just smiled softly, tentatively trying to get closer, but was overwhelmed by the sudden burst of cold air from the other party.He immediately stood there and sighed, "The doctor said, you may have some sequelae... It seems that you forgot about me..."

Look, dim.

Si Cangqing pursed his lips. On the one hand, he didn't feel the sadness of this person; on the other hand, the memories in his mind kept reminding him that this person should be the closest person around him.

Therefore, he intuitively repelled this person from approaching, and rationally, he couldn't do anything to him.

Mo Qingjue quickly recovered his indifference, "I'll let you remember." He took a few steps back and stared at Si Cangqing seriously, "You're just fine, you'd better lie down and rest."

"I'll get you some porridge. After sleeping for so long, you must be hungry?"

Regardless of Si Cangqing's reaction, he turned and left the room.After closing the door casually, Mo Qingjue stopped, the blinding white light on the snow made people's eyes hurt.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled silently.

After that person left, Si Cangqing did not respond to the other person's words and continued to lie down to rest, but got up and started walking while propping up his limp body.He stood in front of the window, and what he saw was indeed a large bamboo forest.

When the wind blows from time to time, you can see the swaying flakes dancing like flying flowers.

He slept for a long time.Si Cangqing had such a conclusion in his mind that he couldn't even distinguish reality from fiction.In his memory, he and the man named Mo Qingjue came to this bamboo forest together, and then lived there. However, within a few days, the plague was rampant, and he himself fell ill, and the subsequent events were unknown.

However, regarding these memories, Si Cangqing always had an unreal feeling, just like the bamboo forest in front of him, he knew it existed, but he didn't have an intuitive impression.

What happened?Is it really what Mo Qingjue said, a sequela of the plague?

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I just got stuck in a crucial place yesterday, so I won't be V in this chapter, and I will explain Qing's whereabouts, so as not to whet your appetite, hehe, the next chapter will officially enter V.

Volume [-]: The Sage Emperor of the Era Dominating the World Mistakenly Obtained the King Qi Nai Dynasty ([-])

The footsteps gradually approached, and then he heard the doors behind him being opened.Si Cangqing didn't move, just stared at the bamboo forest in silence, his thoughts were racing, trying to sort out the chaotic memories.

"Why did you get up?" Mo Qingjue was slightly surprised, then walked towards the side and stopped a few feet away from Si Cangqing, with a worried tone, "Your illness will be cured, you should blow less wind."

What answered him was the indifferent back of the other party.

Mo Qingjue didn't care. He put the bowls and dishes on the dinner plate one by one on the table and set them up. He said with concern: "Ah Qing, you haven't eaten for a long time, you should eat something." Smiling to himself, "There used to be servants at home, but now there are only two of us left. I have to learn how to cook with the neighbors these days. Do you want to try my cooking?"

These words caught Si Cangqing's attention.He really felt a little hungry, so he turned around and glanced at the man with a warm smile on his face, walked to the table and sat down, looked at the porridge bowl in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, paused his hands, and then stopped hesitating. eat up.

Mo Qingjue sat across from him, with anticipation on his face, seeing the other party taking a mouthful of porridge, he asked eagerly, "How?"

Si Cangqing paused for a moment, pursed his lower lip, but didn't speak, just buried his head in his mouth and began to eat hard again.

A look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but when he saw that the other party was eating very carefully, Mo Qingjue immediately beamed with joy. Seeing Si Cangqing's appearance, at least the food he cooked was still edible, right?

Feeling slightly annoyed, he didn't remember to learn cooking until last night when he was preparing meals.There is always a shadow guard by his side, so he never has to do it himself.It's just that Si Cangqing is so perceptive, Mo Qingjue had no choice but to send the shadow guard away before the other party woke up.

So, he had a hard time and spent the whole night, even almost burning the whole kitchen, to manage to prepare this table of good-looking dishes.

Judging by Si Cangqing's appearance now, the result is not bad!Thinking of this, Mo Qingjue couldn't wait to eat - he wanted that person to be the first to try his handicraft, so even he had never eaten a meal made by himself.

Mo Qingjue's expression turned ugly, he neither swallowed nor vomited the food in his mouth, staring awkwardly at the person who was eating without haste.After hesitating for a moment, he finally spit it out, wiped his mouth with a towel, then reached out to stop the other party from asking for more food, and said in embarrassment, "Don't eat!"

That smell is really disgusting.

Si Cangqing looked at the embarrassing face of the other party indifferently, the faint blush made the original sickly white look much more pleasing to the eye, ignored Mo Qingjue, moved his chopsticks, and picked up another piece of cabbage.

Chewing the cabbage root, there was an earthy smell in his mouth, Si Cangqing frowned involuntarily, and even wondered if this person hadn't washed the vegetables.But... out of the corner of his eye, seeing that person's frustrated expression, an inexplicable emotion flashed across his heart.

Slightly closing his eyes, Si Cangqing drank another bowl of porridge, finally filling his stomach.This meal was the most difficult to swallow in his life...

Slightly in a daze, a vague image appeared in his mind, a docile man sitting beside him, carefully picking fishbone for him, and then shyly sent it to his bowl.

"Ah Qing? Ah Qing!"

That scene passed by in a flash, and Si Cangqing looked back at the other party, only to see Mo Qing smiling with embarrassment, saying something like sorry.Si Cangqing just frowned, looking at the patterns on the table, wondering in his heart, just now... did he remember anything?I always feel like I've forgotten something very important.

There was a sad sigh in his ear, and Mo Qingjue whispered: "You... completely forgot about me..." Immediately, the other party seemed to cheer up again, "I... go learn from my neighbors again. Let's cook! Today, it's really bad."

Si Cangqing silently watched the other party clean up the dishes, and then walked out of the room with a listless expression.

Leaning weakly on the back of the chair, Si Cangqing raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.He clearly remembered some things, but seemed to have forgotten many things.Thinking of the eclipse of that person just now, even though he didn't feel much psychologically, but...

In his consciousness, he loves Mo Qingjue very much.He even clearly remembered Mo Qingjue's various habits, such as his fondness to play the flute to himself, such as taking a nap in his arms...

So... love, what does it feel like?Why, he would forget it completely, even facing his lover, he had no feeling at all.

The doubts are getting bigger and bigger.

Si Cangqing's brows gradually became tighter and tighter, as if some suppressed memories were about to burst out, but he still couldn't grasp the fleeting feeling.

The head hurt suddenly, as if it was about to burst.

Sliding down from the chair weakly, Si Cangqing finally passed out!

With a creak, the door was pushed open from the outside.Standing at the door, Mo Qingjue looked at Si Cangqing who was unconscious on the ground with unsteady eyes, his face was indifferent. After a long time, he walked slowly to the table and bent down to pick up the unconscious person.

Carefully placed the other party on the bed, tucked up the quilt for him, and Mo Qingjue sat by the bed in a daze.

"Why do you have to resist?" Caressing Si Cangqing's stern face, Mo Qingjue sighed quietly, "It's only... just three months."

Why, after your memory was erased, you still remember them?Why, you can't accept your fate and obey the facts, and spend these three months happily with us.

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On a warm day, warmly sprinkled with light golden light.

The snow flakes on the bamboo branches melted little by little.Pointy leaf heads.The water droplets are crystal clear, reflecting the dazzling light. Occasionally, when the breeze comes, they will fall to the ground in fear.

Si Cangqing stood in the middle of the bamboo forest, raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the light blue sky divided by the fine branches and leaves.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and worked slowly, and the true energy in his body flowed away.After waking up that day, he forgot a lot of things. At the beginning, he always pursued it repeatedly, but the result was that he got more and more severe headaches every time.Later, Si Cangqing simply gave up and tidied up all the messy emotions in her heart.

Haste makes waste, this point, he still understands.If it is really an important memory, he will slowly get it back.Thinking of this, Si Cangqing was content with the status quo.

In the next few days, he lived comfortably, maintaining his body and practicing martial arts.It seems that everything is back to normal.

In this bamboo forest, the air is fresh and refreshing.After Si Cangqing recovered her physical strength, she would definitely come here to practice martial arts every day.Mo Qingjue would obstruct him at first, but later, seeing that he couldn't beat the other party, he let him go.