Chapter 632

Emperor Fu shook his brow tightly and curled up with his head in his arms. His face showed a painful struggle.

What a mess

Why is the memory in her head in a mess?

In her spiritual world, the only one who can feel clearly is the pain of despair?

The only thing she can remember clearly now is that she was betrayed in her previous life, and then she came through her soul and became the fourth miss of waste firewood in emperor nanxuan's family. She only remembered that she was born again in a pigsty, and was carried by a strong man to see emperor Fuling, and punished emperor Fuling and her friends. After that, all kinds of memories were broken and painful!

"Goddess, since you can't remember, don't think about it. Don't torture yourself." Su Zimo a face distressed way: "this is the Western Chu palace, is my sister Qinghuan saved you."

Emperor Fu Yao suddenly raised his head, and the sharp edge of his eyes immediately caught them, "saved me? What's wrong with me? "

"Have you forgotten? Two days ago, you fainted in the garden of yingyue palace... "Su Qing said happily," Miss emperor, have you been chased? Where have you been in the last two years? "

"Qinghuan!" Su Zimo was not happy, Ning Yin passed to her, "the goddess just woke up, memory may appear a temporary amnesia state, how do you still ask the bottom of the matter?"? It will only make her more miserable! "

"If you don't ask, don't ask. Why are you so fierce?" Su Qinghuan spat mischievously.

Emperor Fu lowered her head and bit her silver teeth on the delicate but bloodless lip. She would not let go of her teeth until a trace of blood came into her mouth.

"Thank you for saving me. Maybe I hit my head when I fainted. Now I can't remember many things."

Her eyebrows were tangled and she tried to touch the broken memory fragments in her mind. But once she touched them, the pain of despair would rush in like a torrent, making her head hurt like a tear.

She had no choice but to give up for a while and find out why she came to Xichu from nanxuan, and she was injured.

"Miss Su, it has been two years since you said that? Did we know each other before? "

As soon as Su Qinghuan was about to explain, he was locked and warned by Su Zimo's cold and secluded eyes.

"Cough! We met once, but miss Di, you are not well now. You'd better take care of your injury first. I'll explain it to you when you are well

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Emperor Fuyao said with a grateful smile: "thank you for your help."

She knew better than anyone how weak she was at the moment.

Miss Su is right. She can only recuperate first, and then pursue the broken memory.

But I don't know why, her heart will be extremely empty, the desperate pain has not disappeared, like a thorn, stabbing the softest piece of meat in her heart at any time, so that she can't say the dull pain.

Like, what's the most important thing she's lost, or people?

Emperor Fuyao doesn't know, because his body has reached the limit. After thanking Su Qinghuan for a wave, the sleepy darkness attacks her.

"Qinghuan, take good care of the goddess. I'll go home to make medicine first." After seeing the goddess fall asleep, Su Zimo said goodbye reluctantly.

The wound on the goddess can be raised slowly, but the face wound can't be lost!

It's not his appearance, it's that he doesn't want to see the goddess disappointed when she finds out she's disfigured.

Although Su Zimo didn't know that emperor Fuyao was naturally optimistic, her appearance was just a skin bag for her, and she would not care.

……

The world of dreams is full of fire.

Fire, all over the world is fire, Emperor Fuyao the whole person is standing in a raging fire.

She didn't feel the pain brought by the burning fire. These flames seemed to know her. Stepping on the flame, she felt like stepping on cotton, which made her feel very familiar.

"The familiar fire?" Emperor Fuyao's beautiful eyes looked around him, and all he saw was flames.

"What did I forget?"

She looks like a little bit of pain. The endless flame is raging in her nightmare world, bringing her endless pain.

"Emperor boss... Emperor boss..." a childish but light voice suddenly rang out.

"Who is it? Who is calling me Emperor Fuyao ran everywhere on the fire, trying to find someone, but he got nothing.

Just when she was agitated, she suddenly saw a flame coming towards her face, and immediately her face was pinched severely.

"Yiyiya..." different from the light voice just now, the soft voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

An excited spirit, Emperor Fuyao Mengdi opened his eyes, came into view is a white fat little face, at this time the white fat little guy is holding her cheek with those two small claws.

"Lying trough!" She awoke completely.

Before he had time to see the white and fat Tuanzi, Emperor Fuyao found that he didn't know when he was already in tears.

Fresh tears hung on her cheeks, moistening her eyes, as if announcing her dream of fire, which was the most important thing she had forgotten.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~

Emperor Fuyao was baffled by the enthusiasm of the little guy, but instinctively he didn't dislike it. On the contrary, he liked the little guy very much.

"Little fellow, are you pig spirit?" She mentioned xianlingbao pig and looked at it carefully.

This little guy is not big or small. He looks like a pet cat. He has a nose and eyes, and his limbs are sound. He is just too fat. His whole body is as white as a white radish. But because he is too fat, he looks more like a pig

Xianlingbao pig, known as pig essence, was not happy and made a protest!

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

How bad the master is!

When I first saw it, I said it was a pig. It was not a pig! It's a kind of fairy ginseng bred from Xianling mountain!!

"Are you Miss Su's pet pig?" Emperor Fuyao wiped away his tears and asked with a smile.

The little guy looks very cute and cute.

And I don't know why, seeing this "pig essence", she will have a sense of inexplicable familiarity.

But if this is Miss Su's pet pig, she has to give it back.

"Miss emperor, are you awake?" At this time, Su Qinghuan came in and saw her holding xianlingbao pig. She couldn't help laughing and said, "is this your pet pig?"

Emperor Fuyao immediately realized that this little guy was not Miss Su's pet pig.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Xianlingbao pig lives in the arms of emperor Fuyao. It's not a pig!

How can there be such a handsome, lovely and innocent pig in the world?!

"No, I don't know it. It's beside me as soon as I wake up. Is it the pet of a concubine in the palace?" Emperor Fuyao asked.

Su Qinghuan carefully looked at xianlingbao pig and shook his head with certainty: "the concubines' pets in the palace are about snow cats, ice dogs and so on. I haven't heard of anyone raising pigs yet."