drink wine?

Yan Huaishu looked up at her and said politely, "How much is your alcohol content and how good is the wine, do you still remember?"

"...Ahem." Jiang Jiang moved away from his gaze with guilt, "What do you want?"

"In the future, my father asked you to pray for blessings or whatever, don't agree." Yan Huaishu took the pen and dipped it ink. He didn't want his father to rely on such an illusory thing.

"Of course it's no problem!"

Seeing that she agreed very quickly, Yan Huaishu knew that she was also scared, and suddenly remembered something, "Where did the scars on your body come from? Do you still remember?"

Jiang Jiang frowned in confusion when she heard this, and hesitated. She really didn't know where Jiang Jiang's scar came from. She didn't have Jiang Jiang's memory, everything was found.

In the end, she said honestly, "...I don't know."

Yan Huaishu felt it was unreasonable and asked and guessed, "Have you lost any memory?"

"I..." Jiang Jiang wanted to deny it, but she had already thought subconsciously in her mind, and then she silenced and her brows tightly fists together.

She had only traveled for half a year, and her memory of the time before traveling was a little blurred.

In early spring, I was going back to my parents' house and shared the good news that my comics would be adapted into an anime.

No, it was just the beginning of early autumn that she went to school to find her senior sister and said that her anime was going to be online... No, she met the male god neighbor who had just moved upstairs. It was early winter at that time...

What was she doing before traveling through time?!

The memory in her head suddenly disappeared from the boundary line. The node she thought she could push forward every time, and anxiety enveloped Jiang Jiang, and her memory was wrong.

"Empress?" Yan Huaishu noticed that Jiang Jiang's face was not right, so he quickly stood up, looking at her suddenly pale little face, very worried, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Jiang grabbed his hand at a loss, "I'm so confused, I don't know what's going on."

"Your memory is really wrong?" Yan Huaishu was stunned. He was just a guess.

Seeing Jiang Jiang's face full of panic, he quickly squatted down and hugged her, patted her back and comforted her warmly, "It's okay, don't think about it anymore, you are Jiang Jiang, you are the queen."

"I am Jiang Jiang." Jiang Jiang hugged him tightly, absorbing a hint of warmth to bring him a sense of security, but his eyes that were smiling on weekdays were full of confusion.

She was sure she was Jiang Jiang, but what about this body?

Is it from Jiang Jiang or Jiang Jiang? What happened in her lost memory?

Jiang Jiang grabbed Yan Huaishu's sleeve and looked at him urgently, "Yan Huaishu, please check it for me, go to Jing'an and ask if Jiang Jiang has been injured."

"I have sent someone to check, so you can rest assured." Yan Huaishu held her cold hand and warmed her palms.

The little queen has always been cheerful and optimistic, full of energy every day. Even if she was poisoned, he had never seen her panic and uneasy.

It makes people feel distressed when you look at it.

Yan Huaishu raised his hand and pulled the broken hair behind her ears, and softly comforted her, "Don't panic, I will help you find your memory."

"My name is Jiang Jiang."

Jiang Jiang suddenly became stubborn. She took a pen and took out rice paper, wrote her name on it, and solemnly showed it to Yan Huaishu, "Look, it's this."

The loss of memory made her uncertain about her existence. She focused on Yan Huaishu, "Do you see clearly the difference?"

Yan Huaishu just thought she was a stress reaction and nodded to show herself to understand, "Do you want to take a rest?"

Jiang Jiang nodded hesitantly. She was about to get up, but Yan Huaishu grabbed him again. He signaled to the side hall of the study room, "There is a soft couch there, I'll look at you."

He was worried that the little queen would have random thoughts.

Jiang Jiang nodded obediently and went to the side hall to lie down. She originally thought that she would still want to travel through time when she closed her eyes, but Yan Huaishu lit an incense beside her, and in the blink of an eye she fell asleep.

The gauze curtains in the side hall were scattered and blocked the light, Yan Huaishu walked to the front of the hall door and opened half of the door, "Changling."

Changling hurried forward when he heard the sound, "What are your instructions?"

"Call the Crescent Moon."

Crescent was sent by his father to take care of the little queen, but now he thought about it, isn’t this the guard and supervisor of Jiang Jiang? Naturally, Crescent would be more clear about the little queen’s affairs.

When Yueya arrived after hearing the news, she was extremely puzzled. She went into the study and bowed respectfully to Yan Huaishu, who was reading the official documents. "I don't know what the hell is going to call my servants to come?"

"How much do you know about the queen?" Yan Huaishu put down the official documents, put down his pen, and looked at her quietly.

When Yueya heard this, she lowered her head, "Report to Your Highness, your subordinate is the Emperor's Guard, and I will only obey your orders."

The implication is that she cannot say anything about the little queen.

Yan Huaisu narrowed his eyes slightly when she heard this, and said in a low voice, "Do you know that the little queen has lost her memory?"

Yueya was stunned, a little incredible, "The Queen's memory was wrong?"

After she said that, she hesitated a little. The little queen trusted her very much. The day before yesterday, the queen was afraid to ask her for help, but she chose to cover her eyes. When she still remembered the little queen's eyes, Qianya felt very tight.

She whispered, "When my subordinates were sent to Fengqi Palace to be palace maids, I heard from the above that the little queen had been injured before entering the palace and slept for a long time."

"If you think about it, the empress should have entered the palace in early autumn, and no one knows what happened." After saying that, Yueya bowed her fists, "This is just a speculation from her subordinates."

"Sir, are you referring to the leader of the Emperor's Guard?" Yan Huaishu's eyes were slightly dark. It is very likely that the little queen's memory was lost at that time, so why was she injured?

Is it caused by accident or unwilling to enter the palace to escape?

"The Emperor's Guard's information should contain the life of the queen." The father ordered Jing'an to ban it. It was extremely difficult for him to investigate, but there was ready-made news in the Emperor's Guard.

The man's slender fingers gently knocked on the table, "Can you help me get it?"

When Yueya heard this, she gritted her teeth and made a decision, "If it is for the sake of the little queen, my subordinates are willing."

That night, stars flashed in the night sky, and the cold moonlight poured down.

In the fairy pavilion, a candlelight lit up in the night was lit. The woman on the couch supported her head, her fair white fingers lightly tapped Emperor Qiming, and her light eyes fell on his sleeping face.

In my mind, Concubine Chun called out indifferently, "System."

"The good-favor hypnosis system is serving you." The mechanical electronic sound started.

"Check the emperor's favorable value."

"The system energy has reached 90%. Currently, it can only detect excellent and poor values, and it is impossible to measure specific values."

Chunfei's eyes moved slightly, and it was OK. She did not hesitate to "test."

"The emperor's favorability: good."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Chun couldn't help but pick out a mark on Emperor Qiming's chin. She looked at the sleeping emperor with cold eyes.

He has been pampering her for so many years and holding her in his palm. The fairy pavilion has always been the most jealous existence of concubines in the harem.

How ridiculous, Your Majesty’s favor for her is just a good person!

A good or bad one.

Concubine Chun immediately said, "Can you check the emperor's favorable impression of the little queen?"

"Sorry, the host can only check other people's favorability for the host." Electronic Yin said Leng Bingbing.

Apart from hypnosis, what's the use of this system?

Concubine Chun's heart was filled with anger. She turned over and lie down and closed her eyes, calm down. So what if she likes good, she still has an enviable emperor favor. As long as she seizes the opportunity of the little queen and turns her into her own puppet...

No, she wants the emperor to obey her.
Chapter completed!