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Chapter 527 The wind and the moon fall into the dust (2)

I tried hard to search for the memories in my mind to remember the lost part of the memories, but the huge pain came like a wave. Huangfu Lixue grabbed her hair tightly and knocked to the ground in pain.

He collapsed on the ground with his mouth and gasped heavily. After a while, he calmed down and stood up slowly while holding the table.

Looking at the woman in the painting, I felt an indescribable complex emotion in my heart.

"Who are you that makes me so uncomfortable?" The woman in the painting naturally would not answer him.

He stood alone at the table and looked at the person in the painting for a long time, then silently packed up his things and put the album on it.

As soon as he walked out of the house, he met Huangfu Lixi who was coming towards him. He couldn't dodge for a while and could only bite the bullet and greet him.

For some reason, he was always a little afraid of Huangfu Lixi.

"Brother," he smiled gently and walked towards Huangfu Lixue, "Brother is here to sort out the things from the past?"

Huangfu Lixi tilted his head slightly and looked at him with a smile. Huangfu Lixue nodded with courage, lowered her head and exposed a snow-white neck.

Huangfu Lixi calmly entered his eyes. After hesitating for a while, he raised his hand and gently stroked the broken hair on his forehead.

"It was originally something useless. Since the emperor liked it, it would be their blessing to keep it." He said meaningfully and then withdrew his finger.

Huangfu Lixi seemed to understand but didn't understand. He only felt that this younger brother had always been mysterious, so he couldn't see through it and touch it.

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It was unknown how long after Feng Che woke up slowly and found himself in his house in the palace.

Strangely, wasn't she drinking with Shi Wuci? But why did her neck hurt so much and what happened?

Just when Feng Che was hazy, he suddenly heard someone pushing the door and looking up, Youlan, who had been neglected by him for a long time.

"Prince, this is the sobering soup just cooked in the kitchen." He said weakly, lowering his head.

"Why are you here? Cang Zhuo and Yu Jue?" Feng Che's tone was slightly cool, and she had nothing to say about Youlan.

"The King's Husband accompanied the King's Husband to go up the mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha. Mr. Yujue took the little princess to the school."

Feng Che nodded slightly, without saying anything, got out of bed and put on his clothes.

"Prince, everything before is Youlan's fault. Please punish him!" Youlan knelt on the ground all of a sudden, bent her body almost humbled into the dust.

Feng Che couldn't help but sigh slightly, "Get up, it's good that you can think more about him as Xue Yue's brother."

Youlan looked up at Feng Che, opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

Feng Che looked at him and continued, "I owed you a lot in the past, and I will treat you well in the future. Of course, I will respect your choice."

If they want to stay, she will treat them with all their hearts and love them. If she does not have such intentions, she will not force them.

The obsessed love that she was young had long disappeared, and she no longer wanted to pursue someone so hard.

If he doesn't love her, he won't love her.

However, Youlan gently handed her hand to her palm: "Youlan is willing to stay with Xue Yue to stay by the prince's side."

He didn't just do his best to his younger brother, but he really liked Feng Che, but she used to treat herself too coldly, which made him feel cold.
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