Blame The Villain For Being Too Beautiful

In order to make it easier for the maidservants to live very close to the prince's bedroom, the two of them arrived in front of the prince's bedroom after a while.

The prince's bedroom is extremely quiet, the vermilion lacquer gate is closed and there is no one there The person who is doing it will seem to come alive suddenly and make various preset actions.

Strangely, the pictures of ladies on both lanterns have no faces...

Song Xuyi took a look at the lantern and always felt that the figure of the lady on the lantern was somewhat familiar. Just as he was about to take a closer look, the wind stopped suddenly, and Nanny Hu in front of her also stopped.

"Go in by yourself!" Hu Momo stopped at the door of the bedroom: "The prince doesn't like the excitement. During the day, the prince is surrounded by female officials, but after nightfall, no one can enter the prince's bedroom without the prince's permission."

this habit...

Song Xuyi was even more confused for a moment: If Nie Qianyu deliberately pretended not to know him, why did he keep the same habit as himself?

"Thanks to your care today." Song Xuyi suppressed the doubts in his heart, and bowed to Nanny Hu. Even though Nanny Hu didn't show it clearly, Song Xuyi understood that Nanny Hu was helping her all day.

Mother Hu didn't expect Song Xuyi to thank her.

Song Xuyi thought of the scene he saw through the crack of the door during the day, and felt nauseated. He took Humama's opinion seriously: Even though Nie Qianyu didn't know why she became like this, at least the two of them had some intersection before, Song Xuyi Not afraid of Nie Qianyu, Song Xuyi would rather choose to fail the mission than to go to that licentious emperor's side.

Song Xuyi once again thanked Nanny Hu.

Mother Hu couldn't stay long before the prince's bedroom, so she turned around and left the bedroom soon.

For a moment, Song Xuyi was the only one left in the empty courtyard.

Song Xuyi looked at the door in front of him and took a deep breath, feeling inexplicably uneasy: If it was still the taciturn Nie Qianyu he knew before, Song Xuyi would naturally not panic, but after the reunion, Nie Qianyu carried too much unknown…

Does she still remember herself?

Combined with Nie Qianyu's performance after the reunion, Song Xuyi had some kind of speculation in his heart, but that guess still needed further verification.

Thinking of Nie Qianyu's dangerous appearance when she was playing with bow and arrow during the day, Song Xuyi clenched her lower lip, and decided to be careful, and first cooperated with Nie Qianyu to pretend not to recognize her, and then took a closer look at what was going on.

With a "squeak", Song Xuyi pushed the door open.

Song Xuyi squinted his eyes, unexpectedly meeting the gaze of Nie Qianyu who was wearing pajamas and sitting at the table.

"See Your Highness."

Song Xuyi never thought that meeting Nie Qianyu again would be like this, and he was filled with emotion, but on the face he pretended not to know Nie Qianyu, bowing his head and saluting.

Song Xuyi could feel Nie Qianyu's sizing eyes on him. After a long while, Song Xuyi heard the cold voice of "Excuse me, close the door." from ahead.

Nie Qianyu closed the door as she said, and stood beside Nie Qianyu respectfully, recalling the behavior of the maidservants in her memory.

Nie Qianyu was drinking.

The red plum wine was poured into the white jade wine cup, the color contrast was extremely sharp, and the sweet aroma of the wine lingered in the bedroom, making people move their index fingers.

Nie Qianyu's capacity for alcohol was excellent, she sat at the table and drank one after another, her face was expressionless the whole time, her whole body was like a jade sculpture. It wasn't until a strong wind blew outside the window that Nie Qianyu's movements changed, and he turned to look out the window.

Following her gaze, Song Xuyi saw the lady's lamp hanging at the door.

At this moment, the ladies' lights rolled up, and Song Xuyi realized that the ladies on one lamp were planting rice seedlings in the field, and the ladies on the other lamp were cooking beside the stove...

What a messy picture is this!

It’s okay for a lady to have no face, and the scene is also weird—

"I drew it, does it look good?" Nie Qianyu, who was drinking in silence, suddenly asked.

Can you give another answer?

Song Xuyi didn't dare to reveal his true impressions, so he could only rack his brains and praise against his will: "It's beautiful! Your Highness has a wonderful idea, don't have a lot of fun..."

Song Xuyi didn't expect Nie Qianyu to be pleased by his official-sounding flattery, the expression on Nie Qianyu's face obviously slowed down, and she turned to look at Song Xuyi: "I didn't expect that you, a little maid To have such insights. Gu’s favorite is these two paintings, and every time Gu sees these two pictures, he feels happy in his heart..."

"Little maid, what's your name?"

Song Xuyi didn't know why, the more he looked at these two paintings, the more familiar they became, but he was interrupted by Nie Qianyu, who had just formed a clue in his mind, and had to answer: "I call Song Xuyi."

"Xu Yi-"

Nie Qianyu whispered Song Xuyi's name, and suddenly frowned slightly: "Song is the surname of the royal family of Lishui Kingdom, do you still have a relationship with the royal family?"

Maybe there was no voice-changing drug at night, Nie Qianyu's voice was softer and hoarse than ordinary women's, in short it sounded inexplicably nice.

"Your Highness is joking." Song Xuyi dutifully played the role of the little dancing girl, but couldn't help but look up at Nie Qianyu.

Nie Qianyu turned her face sideways and let down her hair. The soft light from the Ye Mingzhu eased the coldness of Nie Qianyu's face. Looking at the beauty in the light, she looked even more beautiful with a beautiful nose and red lips, and picturesque eyebrows and eyes...

Song Xuyi's eyes widened: On Nie Qianyu's cheek, that red mole appeared again in the corner of Nie Qianyu's eye!

If the Nie Qianyu of the past few years was a budding flower, the current Nie Qianyu is obviously brighter and more beautiful, but she looks at her with a touch of inquiry, but there is no trace of playfulness, as if she really a stranger...

"I think His Highness also thinks he has a good face," Song Xuyi squeezed out a smile, and couldn't help probing: "Many years ago, I saw the missing prince Nie Qianyu from afar. Your Highness looks very much like him. ..."

"Probably, after all, he is the brother of the same mother." Nie Qianyu's reaction was extremely cold: "I don't remember."

"Gu was bitten by a snake once before, and after waking up, he lost his past memory..."

…

Sure enough, Nie Qianyu lost her memory!

Song Xuyi confirmed his guess, almost unable to maintain the forced smile on his face:

No wonder she hasn't come back to find herself for so long, no wonder she doesn't seem to remember herself...

Song Xuyi didn't know why Nie Qianyu had turned back into the prince of the Ukrainian kingdom, but he was astonished but heaved a sigh of relief: Nie Qianyu didn't seem to have suffered in the past few years, and even captured the Ukrainian kingdom as written in the original plot summary. power.

It's just that she doesn't remember herself now, and the little friendship she has with her can't be counted, and the progress of all tasks has to start again.

The current situation is extremely bad, and now the Wu Kingdom is attacking the Lishui Kingdom aggressively, and it is too late for me to pass the formula of the gunpowder to the royal family. I have not stopped it myself, and the Wu Kingdom’s capture of the Lishui Kingdom is just around the corner, and the hero and heroine are the prince and princess. The day when the country is broken is the time of their death.

Now that he saw Nie Qianyu intact, he had to find a way to escape from the palace as soon as possible...

"Again," Nie Qianyu at the other end was still talking, she glanced at Song Xuyi, her eyes were more probing: "I think you also feel good-natured, have we met somewhere—"

"No." With the thought of running away, Song Xuyi didn't dare to reveal the fact that he and Nie Qianyu were acquainted at this time, and immediately shook his head like a rattle: "The appearance of a slave, the appearance of the public, His Highness should be a record wrong!"

"yes?"

Nie Qianyu snorted softly, his eyes turned cold, and suddenly he stretched out his hand to pinch Song Xuyi's chin, and leaned in front of Song Xuyi to carefully examine Song Xuyi's cheek—

In front of him is Nie Qianyu's magnified face that is so powerful that it seems to be able to smell the sweet fragrance of plum wine in his breath...

Song Xuyi's body froze: For a moment, she seemed to see a little fire burning in Nie Qianyu's beautiful eyes—

But then Nie Qianyu let go of Song Xuyi, sat back on the chair, and lowered his eyes: "It's probably because I have identified the wrong person!"

Nie Qianyu looked out the window again.

She didn't drink anymore, just stared at the two lamps in a daze...

Did Nie Qianyu come here in the same way in the past few years?

Seeing Nie Qianyu like this, Song Xuyi suddenly felt distressed.

…

Time passed bit by bit, the drums outside were beating a few times, and it was midnight, but Nie Qianyu had no intention of going to bed at all.

Song Xuyi didn't even bother to think about the two lamps that gave her a sense of familiarity. Nie Qianyu in front of her eyes frowned slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking about. It was obvious that Nie Qianyu had won successive victories recently, and it should be a time of prosperity, but at this moment, Nie Qianyu didn't seem to be happy at all.

"Your Highness," Song Xuyi couldn't help calling softly, "Tomorrow is early morning, you should go to bed earlier."

Nie Qianyu didn't answer, but glanced at Song Xuyi, stood up silently and lit a burner of incense in the room.

Song Xuyi smelled the sleeping ingredients in the incense.

Originally, I thought that Nie Qianyu would fall asleep soon after smelling the sleeping incense, but Nie Qianyu's eyes were still clear, but it was Song Xuyi, probably because he had endured too many shocks this day and was exhausted physically and mentally. Unknowingly, Song Xuyi's eyelids Just start fighting.

Song Xuyi didn't know when he fell asleep.

At any rate, she still remembered that servants could not sleep on the bed, so she spontaneously lay down on the small couch next to the sleeping hall, and then fell asleep in peace.

Song Xuyi seemed to have had a dream in a hazy state. In the dream, someone painted his eyebrows and eyes, gritted his teeth and called him "little liar", but his movements were extremely gentle, carefully hugging himself onto the bed...

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This chapter is also known as: The Mutual Routine of the Two Vest Kings.

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