Thinking of this, Yuan Changhuan shrank back.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes are full of vigilance and defensiveness.

Xie Ci frowned slightly, how did Long Quyuan do it, didn't he erase the memory of Youxi, how did the lady seem to have forgotten everything.

Seeing that he was silent, the suspicion in Yuan Changhuan's heart was even worse.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you taking me captive here? ”

Seeing that her familiar red lips were still delicate, Xie Ci rubbed her sore eyebrows.

Quite annoying.

This amnesia, everything he had worried about before, but there is no need to worry.

The trouble is that the lady forgot to marry her to him.

Xie Shizi coaxed patiently, "Don't be afraid, Yuanyuan, this is your home, and I am your husband." ”

"I didn't kidnap you for my husband, but you married in yourself."

"You're amnesiac now, you've forgotten everything."

As soon as Yuan Changhuan heard this, he knew that this beautiful man was lying to her, and snorted lightly, "It's nonsense, I have a good memory since I was a child, and I haven't forgotten anything at all." ”

"I have a husband, not you, my husband is a big hero, not a little white face like you."

The more Yuan Changhuan looked at the thanks, the more unpleasant he became, well, it was more pleasing to his fiancé.

The abundant god is handsome, and the dragon and the tiger are walking.

The good-looking man in front of him claimed to be her husband, and Yuan Changhuan was furious.

Hearing Yuan Changhuan's words, Xie Ci's head hurt even more.

In his heart, he had already scolded Long Quyuan to death.

Did he implant other inexplicable memories into her mother.

Why did a big hero husband pop up in her memory.

And, little white face?

This sounds familiar.

Xie Ci remembered her miscarriage and amnesia, and wanted to coax her, but she was very angry.

However, the distress overcame the anger, Xie Ci walked over and wanted to hug her, "You said you didn't have amnesia, so why don't you know your husband?" ”

Yuan Changhuan subconsciously wanted to push away the thanks.

When he stretched out his hand, he found that there was no scar on the back of his hand.

Wrong.

Before she died, she was obviously trampled on by the fifth princess and broke her finger bones, how could there be no trace?

Yuan Changhuan moved his fingers, there was nothing wrong.

Not even a scar.

"What's going on?"

Yuan Changhuan looked at his fingers and muttered to himself.

Xie Ci looked at her strange movements, and his expression was repeated.

The phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, and he just wanted to speak.

The placket was grabbed by Yuan Changhuan's jade hands, and then the peach blossom eyes that seemed to be burning with fire looked at him burningly.

"Am I dead, am I dead, am I dead?"

Gently brushing away Yuan Changhuan's hand, Xie Ci frowned slightly, "What is not dead, you are just angry and fainted." ”

Xie Ci comforted her, gently held her tight fingers, and stroked it a little bit, "Yuanyuan, you wanted to have a child before, and then the house doctor said that you were happy, you were very happy, but I didn't expect that there was a joy because the house doctor made a mistake, in fact, you are not pregnant, you are happy and worried, you can't accept this reality, and your spirit collapses, and you have amnesia." ”

"Impossible, how could this little thing make me collapse?"

Yuan Changhuan looked at Xie Ci with a distrustful expression, "And I'm still a yellow flower girl, don't you want to tarnish Miss Ben's reputation." ”

Embraced by Xie Ci's warm body.

Yuan Changhuan was already sure in her heart that she was not dead, she should have borrowed the corpse to return her soul.

So she was tempted by the man who claimed to be her husband.

Really.

The man in front of him with picturesque eyebrows was full of determination, and his thin lips were slightly open......