My Little Mom Is The Richest Man

"It doesn't matter what the prince's fiefdom is, anyway, this palace will be his sooner or later..." As he said, Empress Dowager Zhao Yan looked at the sky with her hands in her arms, and smiled confidently.

A cold wind blew, Mingyue Jun couldn't help tightening his outer shirt, tilted his head to look out the window, and the snow began to fall again. So he turned his head and said condensedly: "It's snowing again. Go and help my sister hold an umbrella, beware of her cold, and see if there is anything you can do to help her as much as possible. If you finish it early, you will all rest. Come on! I've been tired for a day too."

"How can I do it! I have to accompany you!" Ning Ran hurriedly found the umbrella, retorting "When the work is over, I will come back to accompany you!" and walked out.

He shook his head helplessly, turned around and looked at Concubine Kui, who was still not awake, once again reached out to probe her pulse, calmly and calmly, it should be all right. Turning and stepping to the window, I was watching the snow flying outside the window, thinking carefully about the doubts in my heart. After a while, I found nothing, but my body was frozen stiff, so I stretched out my frozen hands and closed the window with tremors. When he turned around, he saw the bronze mirror of Zhaoyi opposite, reflecting his ordinary appearance. What is the secret hidden under this ordinary face? Why do I feel unfamiliar when I see myself like this.

Unconsciously, Mingyue Jun came to the bronze mirror and stretched out his hand to gently slide along his contour in the mirror. At this moment, I was like a reflection in this mirror, looking at the truth, but in fact I couldn't touch it at all, it was just a reflection. After thinking about it, his eyes gradually became blank, and he asked faintly in the mirror: "Who are you? Are you Lin Mingyue? Are you really her? If so, why are those so-called family members so strange? If so, Why don’t they know you at all? Don’t they? If not, who are you? Where are you from? What have you experienced? Why do the wounds heal automatically? Why do they... lie to you?"

"Aren't you the one you are! Maybe they are no stranger to you, but you forgot about them. Maybe they don't understand you, but don't understand you after amnesia. Is it important where you came from and what you have experienced? Since? If you can't find the past, you can cherish the present and plan for the future!" A female voice sounded from behind, gracefully and indifferently, revealing the deep warmth and kindness. I don’t know when, the reflection in the mirror shows an elegant woman in white clothes, she is elegant and indifferent, but she reveals a sacred light. I want to be close and dependent.

Suddenly stood up, turned around and blessed, "The slave maid has seen the Concubine Kui Empress!"

"Where are there so many rules?" Concubine Kui stretched out her hand to help Mingyue Jun "Between you and me, don't talk about these."

Hearing Concubine Kui’s methodical answer, and then carefully observing her expression, she was very sober. According to the previous pulse, Mingyue Jun carefully asked: "Manny! How are you?"

Nodded slightly, "Don't stand, let's sit down and talk!" Kui Fei smiled and pulled Mingyue Jun to sit down. "Thank you, you have been taking care of me during my insanity."

"Slaves dare not be!" Facing the normal concubine Kui, Mingyue Jun inevitably trembled. "The servants only come to see the empress occasionally. If you want to say that the greatest contribution, it should be Aunt Liu and Sister Gu. Mingyue doesn't dare to take credit."

"Since hearing what you said, she seems to have some doubts about her own life experience?" Concubine Kui no longer entangled with the question of "credit", but faded the topic.

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