Chapter 432 Confusion
Seeing the genuine worry on Nangongli's face, Feng Yunqing shook her head, trying to recall the past, but for some reason, her mind was in a mess, as if filled with clumps of mess, blocking all thoughts .

She glanced around and found that she was still in the Holy King's Palace. Why did she come here in the first place?It seems to be entrusted by someone... Who is it?
In an instant, Feng Yunqing felt as if she had grasped a clue, but before she could think about it, a sharp pain suddenly came from her mind, and she immediately gritted her teeth in pain so that she didn't yell out.

She covered her head unbearably, and felt as if countless small needles were pricking her, and the pain made it difficult for her to breathe smoothly.

Seeing her abnormal expression, Nangongli also panicked, and anxiously supported her shoulders, looking at a loss: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

"Hmm..." Feng Yunqing pushed him away unbearably, panting heavily while lying on the edge of the bed, bead-sized beads of sweat slid down his skinny cheeks to the ground, creating puddles one after another.

Feng Yunqing's hands tightly grasped the edge of the bed, as if grasping the last straw, because of excessive force, the fingernails turned an abnormal black color.

Her heart felt uncomfortable, as if something important had been suppressed deep down, but she couldn't remember it no matter how hard she thought about it.

Warm and generous palms gently covered her back, caressing her lightly once and for all, as if to comfort her: "Is it better?"

This kind of behavior was a bit too intimate for Feng Yunqing, she straightened up uncomfortably, shook off Nangongli's hand, and said, "No, I came to the palace with Xuanyuan Yelan, where is he?"

Nangongli tilted his head, showing a puzzled expression: "Why are you talking nonsense again? I clearly invited you to the Holy Kingdom as a guest, but Patriarch Xuanyuan didn't accompany you, don't you remember?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Feng Yunqing was agitated by the constant pain in her mind, her body was tense, her voice raised unconsciously, she didn't know whether she was trying to convince herself or Nangongli.

She said: "The Holy Kingdom has become a dead city, and everyone has been cursed and reduced to walking corpses. Yes, and... At night, people in the palace will regain their senses and gather together to dance around the bonfire. After that...after we..."

While she said these things, those broken memories became more and more blurred, and she had no memory at all of what happened afterwards.

Nangongli looked at her with pity, and said with pity: "You are having a nightmare. The capital of the country is not a dead city, and the people here are all well. You haven't fully woke up yet, so you can't tell the difference between dreams and reality. It's okay. , you rest well first, everything will be fine."

Feng Yunqing looked up at Nangongli, that handsome face was as gentle and soft as spring water, the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed both helpless and conniving, the smile didn't increase or decrease when he spoke, it was always in a proper arc, just like... ...a sculpted mask.

She didn't believe Nangongli's words, she clearly remembered that she and Xuanyuan Yelan came to the capital of the Holy Kingdom together, and found that...

"Girl, you are awake."

Just when Feng Yunqing was restless, a crisp greeting interrupted her thoughts.

The voice sounded very familiar, Feng Yun tilted his head to look over, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face, it was the little maid who had led them the way before.

But what was different from the memory was that this little court lady was smiling, her eyes were bright, she was holding porridge and side dishes in her hands, and her behavior was very in line with the rules of etiquette.

And it's daytime.

Feng Yunqing was stunned, and looked at the little maid in a daze as she put the food beside the bed, and respectfully offered a bottle of mouthwash and a face towel.

Seeing that Feng Yunqing didn't accept the things she handed over, the little maid blinked her eyes in doubt: "Is there something dirty on the servant's face? Why is the girl staring at the servant like this?"

"How do you know how to talk?" Feng Yunqing finally noticed something strange at this time, she looked at the little maid in front of her in disbelief, and the face of the little palace maid who was laughing and laughing under the light of the bonfire flashed in her mind .

"Ah?" The palace maid was also confused, and said, "The servant is not dumb, so she can speak naturally. Besides, the servant is in charge of the girl's daily life these days, why does the girl suddenly ask like this?"

Feng Yunqing felt her head hurt even more, she denied it with a pale face: "It's wrong...it's not..."

Nangongli smiled softly, and said in a helpless tone, "She was haunted by a nightmare and she hasn't woken up yet."

He knelt down, looked into Feng Yunqing's eyes, and said word by word: "You said that you want to appreciate the customs of the Holy Kingdom, so I invite you to be my guest, as a landlord, you also said that you want to go to the moon someday Do you remember the scenery of the Holy Kingdom from the top of the tower?"

Feng Yunqing looked at the little court lady with a confused expression, and then at Nangongli with firm eyes, the pain surging in her head gradually subsided.

She was silent for a long while, Nangongli's words kept echoing in her mind, she hesitated and said, "It seems that there is indeed such a thing, could it be that I just remembered it wrong?"

Nangong Li patted her hand and let her digest the information without saying anything.

The little palace lady devotedly served Feng Yunqing to wash and dress, and talked about what happened in the past few days from time to time. Feng Yunqing had no memory of those things, but vaguely felt that they were things she had experienced.

After Feng Yunqing finished washing, Nangongli stirred the porridge twice, scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Feng Yunqing's mouth, and said, "Come on, open your mouth."

Such familiar movements made Feng Yunqing frowned, she subconsciously turned her head to avoid the spoonful of hot porridge, feeling a little weird in her heart.

Nangongli didn't feel embarrassed at all, just retracted his hand naturally, put the porridge bowl in Feng Yunqing's hand, and said in a warm voice: "You have been sleeping all day, how can you not eat? You don't like me to feed you, Then eat it by yourself, okay?"

Nangongli's tone was too friendly, Feng Yunqing who was holding the bowl couldn't help but look sideways at him, not knowing what to say.

The eyes of the two met, Nangong Li smiled and patted her head, and said: "There are still matters in the palace that I need to deal with, so I can't stay here with you. If you feel bored, go out for a walk, maybe it will be very difficult for you." I'll soon forget that weird dream."

After Nangong Li left, Feng Yunqing still held the porridge bowl motionless, looking down at the white and soft porridge in the bowl, his expression fluctuated.

The little maid who was waiting at the side said inexplicably, "Girl, if you don't drink this porridge, it will be cold."

Feng Yunqing paused, she put the porridge on the bedside, shook her head lightly and said, "I'm not hungry, let's go."

(End of this chapter)

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