[６９书吧-ＷＷＷ-ＷＷＷ.６９ＨＵ.ＣCOM] Nangong Lu looked at her and said: "I am your husband and the father of our child!" This will not change.
Qingyu didn't believe it. Since he could lie to her about living here for seven years, he could also lie to her about his true identity.
"How can I trust you?" Qingyu asked, really not knowing whether to trust him or not.
Although during the day, she saw the paintings in the study and the way he made the swing for her, she really believed that he was her husband, but now, she has some doubts.
Nangong Lu replied, "There is a red birthmark on your right leg, does that count?"
Qingyu lowered his head and looked at his right leg. There was indeed a birthmark on it, and it was such a private place that only the closest people could see it. However, this did not mean that what he said was true.
Qingyu asked him again, "Is there any more?"
Nangong Lu added, "You gave birth to our child on November 6, eight years ago. You also chose the name yourself, Nangong Lin!"
Qingyu had no impression of what he said at all, and could not prove whether what he said was true or false.
Nangong Lu knew that she had doubts in her heart, and said, "Actually, if you choose to believe me, everything I say is true. If you don't believe it, then everything is a lie!"
Qingyu also had her own concerns. She asked, "Then where did the injuries on my body come from?"
There was a layer of sadness in Nangong Lu's eyes. If possible, he would also like to remove all the scars on her body.
"It's all because of me that you got hurt." He said.
Qingyu didn't quite understand and asked, "What do you mean?"
Nangong Lu tightened the catkins in his palms and said, "Before you, I met a woman. All along, she thought I would marry her, but I don't have that kind of feeling for her. In my case
In my heart, you are the only one from beginning to end. When she found out that we were going to live in seclusion in the mountains, she kidnapped you and even hurt you!"
Qingyu frowned and looked at him, still questioning how much of what he said was true and how much was false.
Nangong Ryul also said, "I swear, I really have nothing to do with her."
Qingyu asked again, "So you brought me here to live in seclusion?"
Nangong Lu nodded and said, "You were seriously injured that day. I didn't want anyone to disturb us in the future, so I came here to live in seclusion." After that, he said seriously, "Qingyu, can you trust me?
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Qingyu was conflicted. Looking at his serious eyes, she seemed like she couldn't bear to doubt him anymore, but the lost memory made her have to be more vigilant.
She stared at him for a long time, took out the catkins and stood up, without saying anything in the end.
When Nangong Lu saw her walking into the room, he also stood up and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't accept me now, I will wait, no matter how long it takes!"
Qingyu pursed her lips, not knowing what to do.
Nangong Lu watched her enter the room, his eyes were dim, and his mood was just like the sky at this moment. Although it was dark, there were still a few stars shining on it that had not disappeared, and these were the hopes in his heart!
He will not give up. As long as he lives, he will protect her.
But now Qingyu is very confused. For a person without a past, the present is just like a piece of white paper with no color on it.
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For several days, although Qingyu and Nangong Lu lived under the same roof, they rarely talked to each other. Qingyu wanted to quickly remember the past, so she would go up the mountain alone to collect herbs these days.
Although she forgot everything, the medical skills she learned did not seem to be forgotten.
Naturally, Nangong Lu would not trust her to go to the mountains alone. Even if he didn't say anything, he would secretly follow her whenever she went out, just in case.
On the fifth day, people came to this quiet and beautiful place.
Nangong Lin received a letter from Nangong Lu and knew that she had woken up and that she was doubting his identity, so he rushed over from the imperial city overnight!
When Qingyu came back from the mountain, he saw a child sitting in the yard. Although he looked young, his back showed some maturity that was inconsistent with his age.
"Who are you?" Qingyu asked in a loud voice, glancing at the room, wondering why Nangong Lu wasn't at home?
When Nangong Lin saw that she was back, his calm eyes immediately burst into laughter, and he stepped forward and shouted, "Mom, you're back!"
Qingyu couldn't help but froze, and murmured in her heart: Mother?
Nangong Lin said again, "Mom, are you feeling better?"
Qingyu seemed a little unfamiliar with him and began to look at the child's appearance. It seemed that his facial features were indeed somewhat similar to Nangong Lin, so he must be the Nangong Lin he mentioned, right?
"Are you Lin'er?" Qingyu asked cautiously, fearing that she had said the wrong thing.
Nangong Lin felt happy when he heard her calling his name. He took her hand and said, "That's great. Mom still remembers me. Dad said you have forgotten the past, and even he doesn't remember it. Let's
I’m so worried!”
Qingyu's catkin felt warm when he held it, and looking at the child in front of her, her heartstrings were gently plucked.
"Mom, have you been collecting herbs in the mountains again? Are you tired? Come and sit down quickly." Nangong Lin said in a loud voice, holding her hand and walking under the shade of the tree. In front of her, he could not see any trace of her.
Instead, the emperor's shadow revealed a complete childlike appearance.
Qingyu was held by his hand, her movements and expressions were a little stiff, and compared to the child's enthusiasm, she looked much more reserved.
"Mom, are you still used to living here?" Nangong Lin asked again, staring at her with bright black eyes, but his heart was already rippling.
All this time, he thought that he would never see her again, but now, he can sit here with her and hold her catkins in his palms. It feels so good!
Nangong Lin also knows that this opportunity is hard-won, so he will cooperate with his father to weave a beautiful past for her. Even if this is a lie, it is also a white lie!
Nangong Lin hid his inner thoughts, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Mom, why don't you speak?"
Qingyu didn't know what to say, so she looked at the child and said, "I still didn't think of anything."
Hearing this, Nangong Lin's smile subsided slightly, and his voice became softer, not as excited as before.
He asked, "Mom, then you can't even remember me?"
Qingyu nodded.
Nangong Lin frowned, but quickly curled up his lips and said, "It doesn't matter, even if you really can't remember it, dad and I are your relatives, we are a family!"