Chapter 827

When her highness ordered Mr. Tuoba to issue an order, and the whole country has been celebrating day and night since now, Gao Fei is looking at her in a daze: the emperor in law, is that the son-in-law she said is me?

Gao Fei knows the role of the emperor's son-in-law. To put it simply, he is the emperor's daughter-in-law, but he doesn't understand how he became the emperor's son-in-law.

I'm the son-in-law?

Whose son-in-law am I?

When he thought of this, Gao Fei suddenly thought of a very practical question: if I was the son-in-law, who am I?

When people wake up in a coma, the first thing they remember is the moment before the coma.

But when goofy woke up, he didn't know that he had been in a coma, and he couldn't even remember who he was.

After Mr. Tuoba was ordered to leave, his highness found that Gao Fei's eyes were dull. His heart sank suddenly. He knelt down slowly in front of the couch, picked up his right hand and asked in a soft voice, "what are you thinking of, son-in-law?"

Gao Fei opened his mouth. After a long time, he sent out some vague syllables: "who and who is the emperor's son-in-law?"

After listening to his question like this, the highness eyebrow stirs several times violently: "you, you are the son-in-law, my son-in-law."

"I am your son-in-law?"

After Gao Fei didn't speak for a long time, his vocal cords seemed to be rusty. He swallowed hard and spit for a while, then he slowly returned to normal: "who are you?"

"Who am I? I am moye Zhengdong. "

Mo Ye Zhengdong clenched Gao Fei's hand a little harder. When he was about to say something, he asked again, "who am I?"

With a bang, a thunderbolt passed through moye Zhengdong's mind, and his whole body trembled violently. Staring at Gao Fei's eyes, he said in a deep voice: "you are Gaofei, I am moye Zhengdong. Here is the ancient city of underground Loulan."

Gaofei's eyes were confused and his expression became more and more intense: "am I Gaofei? My name is goofy

Mo Ye Zhengdong put Gao Fei's right hand on his greasy cheek and said in a soft voice, "Gaofei, don't make fun of me, OK? I know that the shrapnel of the hand bud in the back of your brain may damage the brain nerve and affect your memory. But I've tried pulse for you, and your pulse is clear and clear without any blockage - I know you're joking with me, just trying to scare me, right? "

When I wipe the sun in the morning, of course, Gao Fei's eyes are full of fear and fear

Mo Ye Zheng was stunned, and then he gave a long sigh of relief: "I said you meant it. I just scared me. I thought you really lost my memory. But it doesn't matter if you really lose your memory. When you get well, I can help you recover at any time

Gao Fei wants to say something more, but Mo Ye Zhengdong's left hand covers his eyes. He says in a soft voice, "son-in-law, you just wake up. You're still weak. You need more rest. Go to sleep. I'll be there for you. Good, close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Moye Zhengdong's tone is filled with an irresistible softness, which makes Gao Fei feel like he is lying on the beach in summer. His sleepiness gradually comes up and he soon falls into sleep.

Feeling Gao Fei's smooth vein, moye Zhengdong released his hand and covered his blanket. He stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

At the gate of the palace, Tuoba Qianjun, the high priest in the temple of Tongtian in Loulan ancient city, stands in the corridor.

According to the genealogy of the royal family of Loulan and the temple of Tongtian, the king of Loulan and the high priest are not allowed to have such frequent contacts. Besides their differences in reputation, the king of Loulan is not qualified to order the high priest to do this or that.

However, since Mo Ye Zhengdong vowed to find the gene that changed the short-lived and close relatives' marriage of Loulan royal family, Tuoba Qianjun gave the greatest support: he did not want the tragic fate of the generations of Loulan kings to continue, especially after the birth of Angui Sutra more than 700 years later.

In more than 700 years, the ancient city of underground Loulan has experienced 70 generations of Loulan kings. Each generation of Loulan kings has been in power for only 10 years. Tuoba Qianjun, who is in his thirties, witnessed the early death of two Loulan kings.

He wanted to use his identity and ability as a high priest of Loulan to help this generation of Loulan kings and launch a challenge to their tragic fate. He died in vain without regret.

So Tuoba Qianjun gave up his status as a high priest after the king of Loulan returned to the underground Loulan with seriously injured Gao Fei. He was willing to be a servant at any time, hoping to help her.

"Your Highness, the order has been passed on."

After seeing moye Zhengdong walk out of the bedroom, Tuoba Qianjun slightly bows down to reveal the way.

"Mr. Tuoba took great pains. Please follow me. I have something to say to you

Loulan Wang put his hands on his left waist and made a squat ceremony similar to "Wanfu". Then he walked quickly to the stairs.

Before that, the king of Loulan called Tuoba Qianjun a high priest, but now he is called Mr. because moye Zhengdong helped her save Gao Fei after he rescued Gao Fei back to the underground Loulan.The high priest of the underground Loulan has the medical skills that are not inferior to the king of Loulan, and some witchcraft that cannot be explained by science.

Tuoba Qianjun followed moye to March East, and he quickly came to the hall.

King Loulan sat in the Dragon chair, raised his hand and asked the high priest to sit cross legged on the left carpet. He said anxiously, "Mr. Tuoba, first of all, thank you for helping me to rescue my son-in-law. Just as you said, he lost his memory."

Mo Ye Zhengdong explained the conversation with Gao Fei after Tuoba Qianjun left. At last, he said with a wry smile: "I can see that when I said his name and asked him not to frighten me, he admitted that he was joking with me. In fact, he was insincere - in fact, he really lost his memory. The reason why he said that was a kind of panic reaction to the loss of memory He's too strong. "

With a low sigh, moye Zhengdong looked out of the hall and said slowly, "he must be strong enough not to let people know that he has lost his memory. He is worthy of being the man I love."

In the distance outside the main hall, the sound of gongs and drums was faintly heard, which was the national celebration in Fengzhao.

Tuoba Qianjun didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed on the floor, and his face was expressionless.

After a long silence, the king of Loulan said softly, "Mr. Tuoba, you will help me to cure my son-in-law's amnesia, right? In the temple of Tongtian, there is Xianzhi grass that can nourish the brain. I think Mr. Tuoba should not be stingy and take it out? "

Tuo Qianjun then slowly raised his head and looked at the king of Loulan: "Your Highness, with the cooperation of xianzhicao and your superb medical skills, you can indeed restore the memory of your son-in-law. I just want to remind your highness, do you really want to restore the memory of his son-in-law? "

"Seriously, I don't want to."

Loulan king did not hesitate to answer: "Mr. Tuoba, I know you are considering for me, because once the son-in-law recovers his memory, he will think of his outside world, where he needs to go out to preside over the overall situation. He will never be willing to stay in the underground Loulan. But... "

After biting his lower lip, moye Zhengdong said in a dreamy voice: "since Gao Fei didn't care to sacrifice himself to save me, how could I be willing to deceive him? Maybe he doesn't belong to our world at all. "

Tuoba Qianjun again advised: "Your Highness, please consider carefully, which aspect is more beneficial to your highness than sober and sober husband."

The king of Loulan looked at the door of the hall, and his eyes were always soft: "he is not awake. He can accompany me to the day when I will become a Shura gall. Although our good days are only a few years, compared with the generation of Lou Lan Wang and Shen Ruo Xuan, the result is much better

"Yes."

Tuoba Qianjun said: "so I don't think the son-in-law should restore his memory. At least, he should stay in Loulan before the new king of Loulan comes into being. Your highness, I can swear in the temple that when he should go out, I will let him recover his memory and let him go. Maybe that's the way to get the best of both worlds. "

Tuoba Qianjun said that the day when Gao Fei should leave meant that after the death of moye Zhengdong: since moye Zhengdong had already incarnated as Shura, Gaofei did not need to stay in Loulan.

Loulan Wang looked at him and asked slowly, "Mr. Tuoba, do you have no confidence that I can find" an GUI Jing "and change the miserable fate of moye family

When she said that later, her tone was already heavy.

Tuoba Qianjun looked at Lou Lan Wang with calm eyes and no evasive meaning: "as far as I know, the black cover" an GUI Jing "has sunk in the ground and will never come back."

Since the complete set of "an GUI Jing" can't be assembled, there is no way to change the miserable fate of the moye family. What more need to be said?

This is the meaning of Tuoba Qianjun. Of course, moye Zhengdong understands.

Silence.

Keep silent, two people.

After a long time, it was broken by the king of Loulan with a sigh: "the son-in-law once told me that he would find the complete set of" an GUI Jing. "

Tuoba Qianjun's hard answer: "human calculation is always inferior to heaven's calculation. Perhaps, it is not the time for the moye family to change their fate. "

Loulan Wang's hand, which was hidden in his double sleeves, tightly clenched it and said in a deep voice, "if you don't say this problem, everything will be as the sky wishes. However, the fate of the son-in-law is in your and my hands. I don't want him to accompany me blindly, so I will feel guilty after I die. Mr. Tuoba, can you understand a woman's mood

Tuoba Qianjun suddenly became angry and drank: "go! Mo ye, March East, you have entered the magic barrier

Mo Ye Zheng Dong was very hard on Tuo Ba Qian Jun, but he took it calmly: "ha ha, I'm a woman. What's wrong with this? What's the magic barrier? When goofy was out there, he said that I was a poor woman. I think what he said is very reasonable

"Alas."

After listening to Loulan Wang's words, Tuoba Qianjun sighed helplessly, arched his hands and bent slightly: "Your Highness, since Tuoba Qianjun said that he wanted to help you change something, he would do it according to his promise, no matter what you asked me to do."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Tuoba."

Loulan Wang also slightly bowed over and asked, "according to Mr. Zhang's observation, how long does it take for Gao Fei to completely demobilize and regain his sanity?"After all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves in the sky are boundless blue, and the lotus flowers are so red in the sunshine. "

This poem is a Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli's "seeing linzifang out of Jingci temple at dawn", and the last sentence, "lotus flowers in the sun are different in color", is a famous poem for thousands of years.

At this time, he did not chant poetry, but told Loulan Wang when Gaofei would recover.

The king of orchid murmured to him for six months. Well, I hope he can wait. "

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