Ling Shaochen Yue Beiyi

"Come here, quickly go to the palace and invite the imperial physician!"

The anxiety and panic in Ling Shaochen's heart suddenly expanded, and the blood Yue Bei spat out also hit his heart, making blood holes one after another, making him tremble uncontrollably.

Yue Bei lay dying in Zhai Chuan's arms, curled up tightly, and cried, "I want to go home..."

"Okay, my brother will take you home, I'll be right back..."

"Have you ever been to Mocheng? There are mountains full of epiphyllum. When they bloom together, they are so beautiful."

Seeing a dreamy smile appearing in Yue Bei's empty eyes, Zhai Chuan couldn't bear it anymore, hugged her and started crying.

"My brother promised you that he will take you back to Mocheng and leave immediately, okay?"

"I can't go back, I can't go back again, Mocheng is so far away..."

Ling Shaochen stared blankly at Zhai Chuan crying bitterly, his mind was in a state of confusion, what was going on?

Ever since he was shocked by Yue Beiyi's grief that day, it's not like he hasn't thought about it carefully.

But every time there is a picture that wants to break through the confinement, something seems to be tearing at my heart, and then in a trance, those fragmented pictures that finally came out seem to be erased by both hands...

As soon as Yue Bei fell asleep slowly, her hands were still holding the pillow tightly. When Zhai Chuan tried to pull it out, she frowned.

Gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth for her, picked her up and put her on the bed, fluttering like a feather, his tears came out again.

I used to joke that she ate a lot and was as strong as a calf. You know what a blessing that is.

Now that it is broken like this, how can it be raised back?

Zhai Chuan's first thought was to find a baby to coax.

No, first of all, you should leave Ling Shaochen, a goddamn bastard!

Walking out of Jun Lan Xuan, far enough away, Zhai Chuan exhaled heavily, and said coldly, "Tell me the whole thing."

Ling Shaochen's mouth was bitter, and his eyes were astringent. Those things, in retrospect, frightened him more and more, and some mistakes would be irreversible throughout his life.

After listening to Ling Shaochen's low-pitched narration, the veins on Zhai Chuan's forehead twitched. He dared not imagine how desperate Xiao Wan must have been in the past six months.

"It seems that someone deliberately prevented me from coming back."

"I just find it ridiculous. I never have this memory. How can you tell me to believe it?"

"Then you shouldn't treat her like that! Are you still the Ling Shaochen I know? Do you know what Xiaowan said about you? Guangfeng Jiyue, hehe, are you worthy of these four words?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Zhai Chuan raised his fist and slammed it hard!

Ling Shaochen didn't fight back, and let Zhai Chuan beat and scold him.

Yue Beiyi's collapsed and desperate face appeared in front of his eyes. The pain of the body can drive away the chaos and regret in the brain, and he will give everything he has to make up for Yue Beiyi.

Panting, Zhai Chuan stopped, he had never defeated Ling Shaochen, this time Ling Shaochen couldn't fight back, but he couldn't be happy at all.

Even if you beat this bastard to death, Xiao Wan won't be able to go back to the past.

More importantly, to retrieve Ling Shaochen's lost memory, and find out the person behind the scenes who led all this.

The biggest suspect at present is undoubtedly Yue Zhitong.

Ling Shaochen stroked his sore chest, narrowed his eyes slightly, and ordered the hidden guards to investigate.

Ever since Zhai Chuan appeared, Yue Zhitong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, knowing that Ling Shaochen must have become suspicious.

She walked back and forth in the house, anxious, thinking over and over what the expert said, as long as Yue Bei was alive, Ling Shaochen would never be able to recover his memory.

Hearing that an imperial doctor had gone to Junlanxuan, Yue Zhitong couldn't sit still any longer, changed into the white shirt that Ling Shaochen loved to see her wearing most, and rushed over.

"My lord."

A white gauze skirt with exquisite dark patterns made her weak and slender, and men couldn't help caring for her.

Beautiful in appearance, but with a heart of snakes and scorpions.

Zhai Chuan's bloodthirsty gaze stared at Yue Zhitong fiercely, like a ferocious beast.