Chapter 803 She Has Forgotten

The woman put down her hands and looked at her light-white hands. These fingers are very beautiful, and they don't know what they can be used for. They are used for food, clothing and clothing as a normal woman, or they can be used. Do something else?

Anan's voice came from time to time in her ears, and Anan also stuffed all the things she had forgotten back into her mind, but the memory that was forcibly stuffed into her, as far as she was concerned, was As if listening to someone else's story, she was completely unfamiliar with it.

"You said, I am the concubine of Ningkang Hou Qiyuan?"

The woman narrowed her eyes.

Anan opened his mouth, and then clicked lightly again, but it seemed that he felt wrong again, and he said quickly, "Madam, although your status is not as noble as Madam Hou, you are always the same as Mr. Hou. Normal."

You are the only one by your side, Lord Hou.

"What's my name?"

The woman lay down again and pulled the quilt over her head, even her eyes were blocked.

"Qingqing."

Anan said a name, but the woman didn't notice it. At this moment, the relaxation in Anan's strange face, and the movement of her sighing softly.

"Qingqing?"

The woman pulled back the quilt again and repeated her name, which could be said to be her own, but she still didn't have the slightest memory.

The door outside was closed, and that voice of concern also separated the two worlds. The person who was lying on the collapsed side sat up again, with a pair of blurry eyes, and he didn't know where he fell. ?

The door outside was opened again, and the sudden breath made the people inside frown unconsciously.

When she turned around, she saw a man walking in. The fancy clothes he was wearing were of great value, and the jade crown on his head also carried wealth and honor. Every word, deed, and every move carried the good upbringing of an aristocratic family.

And she can guess that this is the so-called Hou Ye, and she is his concubine.

But not right.

Her brows furrowed a little deeper.

Although she has no memory, it is impossible to forget because of the things in her bones.

She should not be a concubine, and she doesn't like the person in front of her, and she even hates the aura on him.

By the way, what is this person's name, Ning Kanghou, Qi Yuan.

And she, Qingqing.

"Are you awake?" Qi Yuan strode over, also lifted up his clothes and sat down. When he saw her awake, he was inexplicably happy and tight in his heart. This feeling was very special, and it wasn't annoying at all.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the ice-like face of the woman in front of him, but the woman turned her face slightly to the side, which also left his hand empty.

"clear……"

"Qingqing."

"What’s wrong with you?"

Qi Yuan put down his hand, but no one saw how tightly he held the hand behind him.

However, the Qingqing in his mouth had a look of vigilance, disliking his touch, and even disgusting his breath.

Some things are stored in the soul. Even if she forgets all her memories, she also forgets who she is, but his likes and dislikes are clear, and she will never forget it.

"I heard the doctor say it."

Qi Yuan raised his face again, the smile on his face did not fall, but when he saw the alert face of the woman in front of him, he could only put his hand down.

"You just fell on your head, so you forget everything in the past. Don't be afraid, you will remember it. I will find the best doctor to treat you."

But Qingqing was holding the quilt, leaning her body against the corner, and repelling any touch from him, even his breath.

"You rest first, and I'll come to see you later."

Qi Yuan stood up, put his fingers behind him, tightened it again, and left here with a sullen face.

The door outside is closed again, and the woman inside is relieved, but she still maintains that kind of movement, only a pair of godless eyes are always looking forward, but they do not put anything. Put it in your eyes.

"What's wrong with her?"

Qi Yuan held up a cup of tea and asked Anan who was standing on the side with a sullen face, and the tyranny in his eyes also made Anan break into a cold sweat.

"Master Hou, she didn't say anything. As soon as she woke up, she didn't remember anything."

Anan hurriedly replied, her trembling voice added her fear at this time.

"Can not remember."

Qi Yuan knew that she didn't remember, but why did she feel so repulsive toward him, which was completely different from what he imagined. He wanted her to become the one she was before, and the one who was wholehearted before was only him. the one person.

Not now, even if he loses his memory, he still doesn't like his Shen Qingci.

"What did she say?"

Qi Yuan asked Anan again, he dismissed everything, not because he came to see such a result that he didn't like.

"No," Anan shook his head, "she didn't say anything, she didn't ask anything."

"Go down," Qi Yuan waved his hand and asked Anan to go down, and he had to think about it.

Anan bowed and was about to go out, but when she walked to the door, she heard Qi Yuan's icy and cold voice, which was almost frostbite.

"Anan, if you say something you shouldn't say, and make her realize something she shouldn't know, you should think, what will happen to you?"

Anan's back froze, and when she came out, there was a cold sweat in the clenched hands.

She couldn't help but touched her forehead again, and for some reason, she was sweating profusely.

In the house, at this time, there was already a person dressed in an alien costume, standing in front of Qi Yuan.

"You didn't say she would forget everything?"

Qi Yuan's gloomy voice was a bit cold as hell.

"Master Hou, she has forgotten."

The alien man bowed to Qi Yuan, he had already done everything he asked him to do.

"Forgot, why can this king still feel resistance from her instead of accepting it?"

"Master Hou said he wanted people, not puppets." The alien man looked at Qi Yuan and said, "If it's not a puppet, it always has something in its nature. There's no way to destroy it."

A person is a person. The reason why a person is called a person is not because of anything else, but because there are thousands of apertures in the human heart, and there are thousands of changes in the human heart. Nothing could change his heart.

Qi Yuan pursed his thin lips, and with a click, he held the cup in his hand and crushed it, and the residue was also poked into the palm of his hand.

Anan walked into the house with a food box, and then put the meals he brought on the table. The meals on the table were carefully prepared by the kitchen, and they were all neglected .