Chapter 1070

Rather fold Yan light picked the next lip angle, in the heart has seemed shocked: "how do you know?"

"I asked the emperor to go to the peony island to find you the snow peony." Irene turned to be alone and said very simply. The words, actions and eyes were very smart and decisive. They were totally different from the gentle and elegant Queen's posture that she saw in the daytime.

Rather fold the face in a change, but still set off the red lips: "why?"

"Because I owe you this, I want to give it back to you. You don't know me, but I know you. You think today is the first time we met, but it's not." Irene flirted with her eyebrows: "so, young master Ning, don't think Mujin has some special feelings for you. He just takes you as a friend and wants to give you some warmth at the last moment of your life. It doesn't mean anything else. "

"What do you mean?" Irene just said a few words, but each one stabbed Ning zheyan's heart.

Rather the face of the face is full of surprise and cruel.

"When has my son met you? When did I save you? " Just for a moment, Ning Fuyan's memory has been drawn to the year when he was born. It's the people in front of him that really make him have a very familiar feeling. It's like they used to be a couple. He knows him as well as she knows him.

But he really can't remember when he met her, and when he had such deep feelings with her.

"Young master Ning, when you saw me today, didn't you really feel that I was familiar with it?" At that time, it was better to hide his face, but his eyes still exposed him.

"Yes, I think you are familiar with me, but I can't remember at all, and I'm sure I haven't lost my memory." Ning Fuyan's eyes looked at Irene's face carefully.

It's true that the more you look at it, the more familiar you become, and that familiarity seems to come out of your mouth, but you don't know what to say when you open your mouth.

Irene nodded and Ning's reaction showed that time had really turned back.

Once met people again, will produce a sense of inexplicable familiarity, but do not know where that familiarity is from.

"That's just what you think, and that memory is not very good for you, so it's better not to think about it. I didn't plan to let you know me from the beginning, but now I think it's necessary for me to tell you that I owe you from the beginning. Mujin just pays for it." Irene's eyes looked at Ning Fuyan sincerely.

Ningzheyan is the white lotus blooming on the top of the snow mountain. It's used to the cold and never felt the warmth of the sun. But one day, there was such a light shining on ningzheyan. He felt very warm and slowly relied on that light.

He thought that this light was born for him, but he didn't know that this light was only a small part of the sun, which was just cast in by the sun when it was illuminating the earth.

And Irene is responsible for telling Ning that.

Tell him: you don't like the light, you just like the warmth it brings you.

"I still don't understand, or I can't remember, what do you owe me?" Ning Fuyan's eyes became more and more confused. The harder he tried to recall, the more he felt more and more sadness gathering in his chest.

"Young master Ning, if one day you have a very sad dream, then that dream is what you want to know." Irene pauses, "but I hope you never do that dream."

Ning breaks Yan to narrow the eyes of the enchantment, struggled for a long time to say: "we once loved each other?"

When Ning Fuyan said this, his heart was more painful.

For a second, he thought he was right.

Irene shivered her lashes, took a deep breath, and felt a little sour in her nose: "we didn't love each other, but you did do a lot for me, and now everything is just I'm paying you back."

"Tell me, what happened between us?" Rather fold Yan to go up to grasp Irene's arm, some excited said, tone is very urgent.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?" It took a long time for Erin to say that.

But rather breaks Yan to listen to this sentence also slowly loosened Irene's arm, the expression is a surprise.

"It's all in my last life, but I still remember it, but you can't remember it." Irene can only use this to deceive Ning zheyan, otherwise Ning zheyan will ask after all.

"What did you say? Samsara? " Ning Fuyan obviously didn't believe it, but his heart believed it, because he was really familiar with Irene.

"You were very kind to me in the last life, but I already have a husband. At last, you died because of me, so I will let mujin repay you in this life." Irene thought for a long time, then said slowly.

"Is that true?" Ning Fuyan began to believe: "then tell me what I did wrong in my last life, why do I have such a body in my life? Why should I live like death? "

Irene is in a dilemma. The more she talks now, the more she will ask.

Didn't she say that she had nothing to do with Ning Fuyan in her life?

Irene shook her head severely, threw all the thoughts behind her, opened her eyes, and the tea that Yinsheng and Fengyin had drunk was already cold, while several palace maids were carrying out the cold tea.

She can't go to see Ning Fuyan like this, and she can't say a word to Ning Fuyan.

But how can she make Ning Fuyan understand?

Or did she misunderstand rather break her face?

Forget it. Let's wait until mujin comes back.

After having a daughter, mujin is even busier. As long as she has a little time, she runs from the front to the back to see the little princess. She doesn't want to go.

Every night, the memorials are not approved until very late.

As if an hour does not see the little princess, the whole body is uncomfortable.

This is not true. At the middle of the dinner party, mujin sneaks back to the cradle of the little princess. She looks left and right, for fear that she will not see her for an hour or two, and her body is like a piece of meat.

And the palace people have a very tacit understanding not to mention a little princess almost fell to the ground.

"Look, you are not afraid to show your daughter." As soon as Irene walked into the little princess's room, she saw mujin in front of the little princess's cradle. The tall body in front of the little princess was like a huge piece of sugar, which was about to melt.

Mujin then raised her head with a smile: "I can't see it. When su'er is older, I can hold the memorial in my arms."