Chu Lian was forced to retreat.

How could she not know why he was like this? It was because she had tampered with his memory. Now that he realized that his life was not real, he should have thought of some memories, some of which had been tampered with by her.

Xiao Xiaoliu pressed step by step, looking at Chu Lian's charming eyes.

However, this time, no matter how confused the light was shining in his eyes, his eyes were still as plain as water, without waves.

"I always feel that she is not only a guest of my family, but something must have happened between me and her..."

"I saved her life. If she didn't have a deep friendship with me, how could I go to Penglai Island and almost exchange one life for another..."

"How did I get to know her? Why didn't I remember how I got to know her..."

"Why, why..."

Xiao Xiaoliu thought more and more that there was a burst of pain in his head. The pain made him hold his head with both hands. He knelt down on the ground, holding his hair and yelling in pain.

Chu Lian clenched her teeth, and her fierce hatred grew from her eyes.

He wants to recall those things, he even wants to remember the little things with Shen Xiaohua?

"I'm afraid Wang Ye has been busy with his official business recently, so tired that he began to think wildly?" Realizing that pretending to be pitiful can't win men's sympathy, Chulian returns to her gentle and virtuous position again.

Xiao Xiaoliu held his head and was silent.

The night is more and more deep, the six princes' mansion under the moonlight seems to be a black hole, the man's low depression is coming out, just like a poor man swallowed by the devil.

……

The next morning, the prime minister's office breathed a sigh of relief, because Shen Xiaohua woke up safely. Except that she lost too much blood and looked pale and weak, there was nothing wrong with her.

Qiao Mei is feeding Shen Xiaohua porridge.

After Fuduo enters the room, he sits at the table without saying a word. His eyes sometimes aim at Shen Xiaohua who is being fed porridge by Qiao Mei.

Shen Xiaohua was shocked by her dignified eyes.

Qiao Mei also saw the smell of gunpowder in the atmosphere. After feeding the porridge, she hurried away with a bowl. When she left, she helped Fuduo close the door.

As soon as sister Qiao left with the bowl in her hand, there was no sound to ease the atmosphere.

"Shen Xiaohua, tell me if your wings are hard!" Fuduo turns his head and stares at Shen Xiaohua, but he doesn't want to see her. He is stunned.

In the bed, the girl was uneasily holding the quilt. Her already morbid white face was even more pale. Her eyes were wandering and flustered, just like a stray dog who was forced to a corner by a stranger.

This is the expression Shen Xiaohua never had.

In the past, she was always brilliant or indifferent, but in any case, she was confident and radiant. Never like now, she was full of panic and could not see a trace of facial expression. It seemed that she was a beautiful painting and suddenly lost its color.

Seeing her like this, fuduoduo felt sad and distressed. He held back his words.

I can't bear it.

He spoke again, and his voice softened. Fuduo said truthfully: "the child has not been exiled. After your second brother and I have discussed with you, let you decide whether the child will stay or not. If you still want to leave it, you will, but you are very weak. You will not survive without it."