Chapter 307

When Su Moyun didn't notice, he inserted it into her hair.

As soon as they turned around, Yuanchang, who was looking for someone not far away, could only see Beisheng's back.

I don't know whether it was Beisheng's intention or intention. Yuanchang looked again and didn't see their figure.

"Wait a minute."

Tuobajing came from a distance with sharp eyes. He pressed Su Moyun's shoulder with his big palm. This figure is really very similar.

Tuobajing's heart trembled and called out, "yun'er?"

Su Moyun turned around. The sound surprised her, but she couldn't remember anything when she looked at tuobajing's face.

Tuobajing untied Su Moyun's veil and saw that it was su Moyun. Suddenly his hands were shaking and wanted to hold Su Moyun.

Su Moyun was tightly held in his arms and frowned badly.

The next moment.

In the crowd, Beisheng suddenly opened Su Moyun and said, "who are you?"

Tuobajing took Su Moyun's hand and said, "this is my wife."

Su Moyun broke away from his palm and stepped back, wife?

"I don't remember you."

Su Moyun shook his head and carefully searched his mind for the person's memory, but found that his head was still painful.

As soon as I recall the past, I have such a headache.

Tuoba Jing's hand was frozen in the air. He was suddenly embarrassed. He stared: "don't you remember me?"

Su Moyun nodded and said again, "I really don't remember you. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Like a bolt from the blue, tuobajin couldn't believe looking at the person in front of her: "it's impossible. You're yun'er. You go with me."

Beisheng seriously blocked Su Moyun and said displeased.

"She said she didn't know you. Of course she didn't know you. You must have recognized the wrong person. Look again. She's not the person you're looking for."

The next second, Beisheng took Su Moyun's hand and left directly.

Leaving tuobajing standing in place, he looked at the front calmly.

Just now Su Moyun looked into his eyes. He really didn't know him. He was so strange and alert himself.

"Maybe it's really wrong?"

Tuobajing clenched his fist. His cloud wouldn't look at him like that.

"Lord, Lord! Isn't that the princess?"

When Yuanchang just saw it, he already thought it was the princess, which made him feel that Su Moyun was too lucky.

Unfortunately, it seems that he is wrong at this time. That man is not su Moyun.

"Stare at them."

Tuobajing didn't answer, but simply left a sentence.

"Yes."

……

Su Moyun was confused all the way back to Beifu. The man didn't have the slightest memory, but she really felt it when she called yun'er.

The cloud sounds familiar.

As if someone had called her before.

"Yun'er?" Bei Sheng turned and gathered her cloak. Snow fell on her hair, which was black and white.

Su Moyun had some intimate behavior towards Beisheng. He subconsciously avoided, and the cloak he had gathered was scattered. She caught it and tied it in her hand.

Su Moyun remembered that Beisheng said to himself that he saved himself, and he didn't know his identity.

Seeing that she was a little distant, Beisheng bowed his head, smiled, shook open the folding fan and walked towards the house.

There is heavy snow all year round in this western Xinjiang, and only in summer can there be a short time of colorful.

Otherwise, it will be lonely at other times. There will be a lot of white snow and a lot of desolation.

When Su Moyun lost his memory, he often wondered who he was, but when he thought about it, his head hurt and burst open.

Caihong brought her a cup of tea. Su Moyun held his head, but suddenly fell to the ground and whispered painfully, "take it away! I don't want it! My head hurts!"

Hearing the sound, Beisheng came from the study and grabbed her wrist that kept hammering her head.

"If you can't remember who you are, don't think about it. Live your life now and you'll remember it one day."

Su Moyun raised his head, a pair of tearful eyes, full of countless suffering, looked at him faintly.

Seeing this, Bei Sheng became serious.

Su Moyun fell into his arms, was picked up by Beisheng and put in the house.

When Su Moyun woke up again, it was already late at night. The cold hit, causing her to cover her lips and cough.

After hearing the news, Caihong came in and lit the light. After a while, after the creaking sound.

Someone pushed the door and entered, followed by a faint smell of medicine.

It was Bei Sheng who brought in the medicine and sat by her bed.

The big palm covered her forehead, blew warm medicine and fed it to her mouth.

"It's a little hot. Maybe it's cold. Take some medicine first."

Su Moyun was very uncomfortable with Beisheng's meticulous care. He felt that some people had done these things before.

"Drink."

Beisheng was really helpless for her to be so restrained. He touched her head and fed her gently.

Su Moyun reluctantly drank a few mouthfuls. Although he was infected with the wind and cold, he still had some morbid beauty. He was pitiful when he raised his hands and feet.

The window is half closed, with a light rustle, not like the sound of rain or the wind.

When Su Moyun looked out of the window, he didn't know when it was getting angry. There was heavy snow. It was the sound of snow.

Just after drinking the medicine, she couldn't help getting out of bed. She just put on a thin coat and stood at the door.

Looking at the huge bright moon, it was bright and bright. Under the moon, countless snow fell, and some places had been piled into a small mound.

"Cloud son?"

Someone called her.

Su Moyun frowned. The word "yun'er" always reminded her of the man she saw in the street this afternoon.

"Come on in. It's not cold outside. You've lost your memory. You haven't recovered from the injury after falling off the cliff. Coupled with the wind and cold, why don't you cherish your body so much?"

Beisheng asked eagerly.

Su Moyun didn't return to him. He stretched out his hand, took a few pieces of snow in the palm, and fell on his hand. It was cold and cold, and he turned into a beach of clear water.

"I have lived in you for so long, and I have nothing to give you. I only have a hairpin."

Su Moyun buried himself in his sleeve looking for something.

Beisheng smiled: "I don't charge you. You can live at ease for as long as you want... You don't have to give it to..."

Before Beisheng finished his words, he saw that the hairpin taken out by Su Moyun looked like a peony, and the carving was lifelike. He even engraved two small characters of Moyun.

The peony hairpin is made of excellent emerald and white jade. Even the carved outline is very realistic. It looks like something from the imperial palace.

It is said that before the seventh prince married, the queen gave the seventh Princess an unparalleled hairpin, which is a peony emerald hairpin.

So

"Here you are. I don't have anything valuable on me. Here you are. It should be worth some money."