Chapter 61: Amnesia's Amnesia

"What about my parcel?" Meng Haoqi said the first sentence, which made Sheng Jiayan's uncomfortable look a little colder.
"Go to the wall for you." He returned.
Meng Eqi was a little relieved, she looked up at Sheng Jiayan's beautiful jaw: "Don't be angry, I didn't break the rules in the garden, I got paid."
Sheng Jiayan sneered, and Meng Eqi knew that he was blaming himself for acting rashly, but she was too weak and her head was dizzy, so she could only shut up and shut her eyes.
The two of them were speechless for a moment. Sheng Jiayan picked up Meng Eqi's hand with the silver needle in it, and his eyes grew tighter.
Meng Wanqi knew that Liang Jiabao's poison needle was not easy to solve, she said weakly: "If I die--"
"You will not die." He interrupted her very decisively.
Sheng Jiayan lowered his head, his eyes brighter than the stars shone on the sky outside: "Sleep."
Sheng Jiayan touched her hair for a moment, and Meng Eqi was drowsy by him, and finally fell asleep.
Before going to bed, I heard Sheng Jiayan seemed to say: "Si Ming and Yue Lao, I will ask you to settle the account when I go back."
Meng Eqi regained consciousness again.
She was woken up by a subtle shock, opened her eyes in confusion, and found that she was held in the arms of Sheng Jiayan. I don't know how long I walked with Meng Haoqi, I wasn't tired.
Meng Haoqi turned around and looked around. Under the woods in the mountains, there were pine trees with ten thousand trees. The wind blew like waves, and the leaves and needles were stacked. I saw that Lingtou was like a cloud, and it was shocking and snowing.
Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng followed behind step by step. The four of them were speechless for a while. At the same time, they climbed into the distance and looked at the picturesque mountains and rivers.
Meng Haoqi was incompatible with the beautiful scenery, and his weak hands wrapped around Sheng Jiayan's neck.
"Why are we here?" she asked, her voice mosquitoing.
"The abbot of Lengshan Temple used to be a proud disciple of Liangjiabao, and later shaved into the temple, he knows how to detoxify you."
Sheng Jiayan held Meng Eqi at the top of the mountain and looked away, a thick cloud piled up on the top of the mountain.
"Why did you pick up someone's concubine's room and come back?" Meng Eqi couldn't help but asked.
Don't ask this question, it's really uncomfortable for her to hold back all her life.
Sheng Jiayan's narrow and long eyes drooped slightly, and the Meng Eqi looked awkward.
"If you don't like her, I won't let her stay in the house."
Meng Haoqi turned his head too far: "I asked, I thought it was a mistress, and I should ask clearly in advance to avoid offending."
Mo Chunfeng chuckled aside: "I'm so sick, I still have time to jealous."
Sheng Jiayan swept his eyes, Mo Chunfeng simply flicked his sleeves and ran to fight with Dingchen.
Sheng Jiayan vacated a hand to gather hair for Meng Yingli's temples, and his voice drifted into Meng Yili's ears along the mountain breeze: "I'll treat you better. I'll explain it to you again."
Meng Yuqi heard it ignorantly, but he let go of a thing in his heart and stopped worrying about the woman's identity. The toxin broke out again, and she was so painful that she fell asleep again.
Later, vaguely, it seemed to hear who Sheng Jiayan was talking to.
"You just cure her, don't you remember? It's okay. I can use it for another ten years to spoil a Mengqi."