Junior sister, she is cute and sweet

Chapter 30 Son
This day passed very quickly, and soon came the time that Qing Jue was looking forward to, that is, to go to the inn that I went to the night before, to wait for someone, that person is likely to be Qing Jue's concubine mother, and I have to wait until She, asking clearly, firmly grasped this one clue.

Before going out, Qing Jue tidied up carefully and changed his clothes. For some reason, he felt a little nervous in his heart. He had a premonition, a premonition that he was about to see him, a strong premonition.

He went out in a hurry and took the portrait that Gong Mingge gave him earlier. He was afraid of missing it, so he came to the inn soon, walked in, and saw a table in the corner next to the door. One person is Gong Mingge.

Qing Jue walked over and sat next to Gong Mingge, "You..." He didn't say the rest of the words, what Qing Jue actually wanted to say was that you worked hard, but he swallowed the words again.

"You're here, don't worry, I've been waiting here, and no one has come yet." Gong Mingge said slowly while leaning on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed.

"En." Qing Jue agreed, then stopped talking, and looked in the direction of the door, with a pair of dark eyes, calm and unwavering.

After waiting for a long time, there is almost no hope of coming, and the inn has also started to clean up. It seems that it is going to close. Qing Jue withdrew his gaze from the beginning, which has been staring at the direction of the door, and slowly got up, ready to leave .

Just as he got up to leave, a pink shadow broke into his sight.

Qing Jue looked closely at the person who came, and stared closely, it was her, it was her, exactly the same, exactly, but she was still so young, as if she was almost the same age as Qing Jue.

The visitor came to the front desk in a hurry and said, "Man, are you ready for my wine? I want to take it away. I'm a little late for something."

"Well, sir, your wine has been prepared for you a long time ago, go slowly." The man handed the wine, took the money, and said cheerfully.

The visitor left with two bottles of wine, feeling in a hurry.

"Wait a minute." Qing Jue got up, and shouted behind the visitor, his eyes were full of excitement, joy, and inconceivable.

"Are you calling me?" The visitor turned around, looked at Qing Jue, and asked.

"Exactly, can we talk about it?" Qing Jue replied.

"What's the matter?" The visitor asked while carrying the wine and putting it on the table next to him.

Qing Jue's heart was beating wildly, when had he been so nervous, he couldn't restrain his excitement at this moment.

"Can you recognize me?" Qing Jue didn't know what to say or what tone to use, so he asked softly.

"I don't know, who are you? I still have something to do, so I'll leave when I have nothing to do." The visitor looked anxious.

Qing Jue's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know him anymore, or maybe he didn't recognize him, he took out the painting he brought before, "Look at this, do you have any impression?"

"Why do you have my portrait? This is me, but the clothes look like this. It's so ugly. This person must not be me. I don't have this kind of clothes." What is the relationship between the people in the painting and yourself?Bi Luo couldn't figure it out, she just came here to buy a drink, and she encountered such a strange thing.

"Okay, I have nothing to do, I'll leave first." Bi Luo glanced at the portrait, with a puzzled expression on his face, he picked up two bottles of wine and was about to leave.

"Mother Concubine, do you really not remember me? I am Qingjue." Ye Qingjue's eyes changed, and his ink pupils instantly became turbulent, stirring up thousands of waves. Looking at Bi Luo's back who was about to leave, he shouted .

Bi Luo was shocked, and suddenly a strange feeling came to her heart, Qing Jue, how could this name be so familiar, Qing Jue, Qing Jue, Bi Luo repeated it twice, but she couldn't remember who this person was. .

Bi Luo turned her head, took a look at Qing Jue, and said, "I'm sorry, you mistook me for the wrong person, haha, how could I have given birth to a son as old as you, please leave." After speaking, he left without looking back.

Qing Jue's hands trembled slightly, it wasn't the concubine mother, she was exactly the same, she closed her eyes lightly, and opened them in a split second, the calm and unwavering black eyes, without any signs of turbulence, returned to calm.

"It seems that it is not, or..." Gong Mingge said.

"What?" Qing Jue picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of the tea, looking careless.

"Maybe she has lost her memory." Gong Mingge said, there is no identical person in the world, let alone identical people appearing again and again.

After finishing speaking, Gong Mingge disappeared in his original position, he chased after Bi Luo, and found out who she was.

As soon as Gong Mingge left, Qing Jue's face immediately changed, with a look of loss, amnesia, why amnesia?Really amnesia?Or coincidence.

Gong Mingge followed closely behind Bi Luo, and had already noticed it with Bi Luo's cultivation, "Come out, why are you following my old lady? Do you have something to talk about?" Bi Luo moved towards the empty dark place, where there were no people. After shouting, Gong Mingge appeared.

"How do you know I'm following you?" Gong Mingge said.

"Who is my old lady? How can I not notice your existence? Say, what are you going to do with me?"

"You may have lost your memory." Gong Mingge said this out of nowhere.

"You boy, how can I not know if I have amnesia or amnesia? You know a fart." Bi Luo glanced at Gong Mingge and said dismissively.

"Amnesia, it's not surprising that you don't know, maybe it's memory loss, then of course you don't know, I can only help you here, and leave." Gong Mingge turned his head and left after speaking.

"Amnesia." The nervous Biluo suddenly became speechless. Is it possible to have amnesia?Bi Luo remembered the previous name, it was so familiar and strange, could it be?Absolutely impossible.

On the way back, Biluo kept struggling with the name, who is it?As if a little bit familiar, Bi Luo had an idea in his mind.

"Bi Luo, I'm back, look what I brought." Bi Luo raised the wine in her hand to Bi Sha.

"Well, you're finally back, I thought you were gone." Bisha put down the book in her hand and said, these days she has been staying in the temple, it is relatively quiet, and Bisha just reads when she has nothing to do.

"Come on, let's have a drink. We'll go home tomorrow after drinking." Bi Luo brought two small bowls, opened the wine jar, poured two bowls, and handed one to Bi Sha.

"Good wine." Bisha took a sip, feeling pretty good, relieved her worries when drunk.

Soon both of them were a little drunk, and Bi Luo said, "Sister, I...do I have a son."

Bisha's face was red, she was already drunk, she giggled and said, "Sister, how could my sister have a son, you are drunk, haha." Bisha picked up the bowl and took another big gulp of wine.

"Today, a young man called me Concubine Mu, and said he was Qingjue. You said it was strange. I thought the person in the portrait was me, but it wasn't me. I was sure about the clothes I wore. I don’t know how to wear it.” Biluo is still sober, just want to know if Bisha knows about her, maybe it’s really memory loss.

"Haha, Qingjue, who is Qingjue? By the way, I remembered that Qingjue is my sister's son born here with the emperor." Bisha was completely drunk, crying and laughing at the same time , feeling crazy.

Bi Luo woke up instantly. She really had a son, but why couldn't she remember it?Memory loss?No, she had to go back and find out.

Glancing at Bi Sha, who had already been drunk, Bi Luo sighed, "I'm sorry, sister, you're in a bad mood, I shouldn't let you drink." He picked up Bi Sha and went back to the bed.

The night passed quickly, and Bi Luo didn't close her eyes all night. As soon as the day dawned, she packed up and saluted, and prepared to go back with Bi Sha to find out the truth and retrieve her memory.

(End of this chapter)