All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

"No need." Lu Fu raised her lowered eyes, and she brushed against him silently like a puff of smoke, "It's better to go back and wait for the result." If Qiyin really can't wake up, the secret door, and tomorrow Can it be said...

This night was probably the most difficult night for everyone. Until dawn, Xiao Jingchen didn't close his eyes. He was afraid that what he saw after closing them and opening them again was just a cold corpse.

"It's moved, it's moved..." Huo Xin pointed at Qiyin's body excitedly, "Master, Madam's fingers moved."

Great, great!

Lufu and the others breathed a sigh of relief at the right time.

"A Yin." Xiao Jingchen fainted in an instant, and his hoarse voice called softly, "Wake up, A Yin, open your eyes." His tone was humble, so cautious, even with a hint of begging.

The person in her arms seemed to hear the constant calls from her ears, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her fanned eyelashes trembled and slowly opened, and she felt a white figure swaying in front of her eyes. It was blurry, so she rubbed her eyes with her hand, shook her head, and found that her vision became clearer and clearer, but the clear male voice kept calling her.

"Who... are you?" He was stunned for a moment, surprised to see such a strange and very beautiful man, and the loose white hair is unacceptable to ordinary people.

"A Yin!" Xiao Jingchen held her wrist tightly, looking at her strange eyes in disbelief, yes, her expression, her demeanor, or the doubt in her eyes all showed her strangeness to him, As if never seen before. "You won't forget my Ayin!"

"A Yin? Who is A Yin?" Shrinking his body in fear, he withdrew from his palm uncomfortably, retreated to the corner of the bed, looked at the strange people in the room with some unease, and exclaimed in surprise: "Where is this! Where is it!"

"Qiyin, think about it, don't you really remember us?" Lu Fu stepped forward and asked softly.

"Qiyin? Yan Qiyin..." She murmured the name over and over again, how could she not remember, the pain this name gave her, why did they all call her Yan Qiyin, why did she always Can't get rid of this name!

"It's Yan Qiyin, you remember correctly, Ah Yin, think again, who am I." Xiao Jingchen reached out to touch her, but was stunned by her panicked expression, so he could only withdraw his hand.

"Mirror, mirror, give me a mirror!"

"Mirror?" Lu Fu was a little confused, so seeing that she was so out of control, she went to hand the mirror to her.

Stretching out her hand to caress this face, she opened her eyes and murmured: "I am Zhuge Mingzhu, I am Zhuge Mingzhu..."

"A Yin, what's the matter with you, don't scare me." A Yin, Xiao Jingchen called this name one after another in his heart, as if his heart had been hollowed out.

"Why, why..." Why, God is playing tricks on people, Zhuge Mingzhu passed out after speaking sadly, and may not be able to accept this reality and shock for a while.

Huo Xin hurried forward to feel her pulse, retracted her hands and said, "Ma'am, she is helpless, but her body is a little weak."

"Why doesn't she remember me?" Xiao Jingchen still didn't want to believe that she would forget him!

"Probably suffering from amnesia."

"amnesia?"

Lufu suddenly remembered something, "Young master, do you still remember that Qiyin also suffered from amnesia before, and because of this, she was exiled and went to Luo Mansion to be a maidservant, could it be..." Did she relapse into that disease again?