"Emperor, how long will you continue to torture yourself like this?
You clearly know that Miss Luo is no longer here, why do you insist on what you think in your heart?"
Yun Feng looked at Jun Wuxie without any scruples and spoke word by word.
"As long as I don't see Qingyue's body, I will never believe that she has left this world, unless
"Unless what?" Yun Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.[
"Unless Qingyue has forgotten." Jun Wuxie's words were like ice beads, falling to the ground as cold as ice.
Yun Feng's face changed slightly, "Forgot
Yes, why didn't he think that excluding death is forgetting!
Emperor Zun believes that Miss Luo is not dead, so the second possibility is huge.
This possibility is much better than Miss Luo dying.
"Emperor, since this is possible, what should we do?
Look for it, can’t find it, don’t look for it, your time is running out, I’m worried
There was so much danger hidden in the unspoken words, how could Jun Wuxie not hear it.
Swinging her sleeves and robe slightly, Jun Wuxie turned around and continued to look at the picturesque scenery in the distance, "I believe in Qingyue!"
Yun Feng: "
The dividing line of "The Mad Concubine"
Elf Sea.
Luo Qingyue was alone in the Blue Sea Palace, lying on the crystal table, looking at a purple ring on her finger.
A beautiful purple ring with a heart-shaped ring inlaid in the middle, with beautiful waves flowing around it.
Looking at the ring in front of her, Luo Qingyue felt extremely fond of it for no reason.
There is a faint sense of sweetness and happiness lingering in my heart.
"Still can't remember who you are?"
Sighing, she fiddled with the purple heart glass ring, "This ring shouldn't be her original one, right?"
She was talking to herself, asking herself uncertainly.[
It has been three months, and she has been trying hard to recall what happened every day in the Elf Sea.
But no matter how hard she tried, her mind was blank.
Apart from knowing the current environment, she knew nothing else.
As time went by, my injuries gradually improved and even healed.
My own strength is Xuan Emperor's junior level. I heard from King Shui Lan that this is an absolutely high level of strength.
However, when she heard this sentence, she felt a little depressed.
It's like there is a hole in my heart, and I really want to remember something to fill my empty heart.
For three months, she tried her best to recover her memory and went to the Forgetful Flower Sea no less than twenty times. Each time, she looked at the purple flowers in the sea of flowers on the path and studied them deeply.
However, the special effects of the purple flower's stamens were formed thousands of years ago and cannot be broken by external forces.
Confused, she had no choice but to meditate every day, hoping to use her own power to break through the dusty memory.
However, it is all in vain.
It's been three months, and she doesn't know the outside world, and she doesn't know who the empty heart is for.
I don't even know what I want to do.
She was like a bird falling into the abyss of mist, unable to find her way back, and spent everything in confusion.
Holding the purple heart glass ring tightly, Luo Qingyue stood up and walked slowly outside.
There was an elf maid waiting in front of the palace door, but Luo Qingyue didn't want to say anything and left straight away.
The maids didn't dare to ask any more questions, let alone follow him.
They knew that this girl was the king's most valued guest.