Chapter 679: Recovering Memory

"Okay, I'll go back first." Aunt Su left.

Little Shushu drank milk and fell asleep sweetly in Mommy's arms. At this time, Little Lemon climbed onto the bed and said, "Mommy, I want to sleep with my brother."

Little Lemon likes Little Shushu.

Lin Shiyu nodded, "Okay, then we will sleep together."

Little Lemon quickly lay down next to Little Shushu. She closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.

It was already nightfall, and her ears were quiet. Lin Shiyu looked at Little Shushu and Little Lemon in her arms, with a soft smile on her lips.

At this time, she felt that the bed beside her collapsed. When she looked back, she saw that Fu Qinglun was already lying on it.

This is a VIP ward. The bed is a little bigger, but not big enough for a family of four to sleep on it.

"Mr. Smithson, what are you doing? Get down quickly and sleep on the sofa!"

Fu Qinglun wrapped one of his strong arms around her slender waist, pulled her back, and hugged her into his arms, "Squeeze her."

“…”

Lin Shiyu struggled a few times, not wanting to sleep with him, "Go away!"

Fu Qinglun let go of her and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Finally drove him away.

Lin Shiyu turned around and hugged Little Shushu and Little Lemon.

tomorrow…

Tomorrow is the third day and she can get the DNA paternity test.

Lin Shiyu closed her eyes.

Fu Qinglun came out after taking a shower. Lin Shiyu was already asleep on the bed, she was really heartless.

He lay on the bed, eager to wake this woman up.

But looking at her peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, his heart felt soft and he was reluctant to part with her.

He held her in his arms and closed his eyes.

…

In the ward, a family of four was asleep, and a pair of eyes peered in through the glass window on the door.

Soon, the figure turned and left.

In the corridor, a nurse on duty saw the person and quickly said, "Hello, Miss Lin."

"Hello."

A cold and melodious voice sounded, and the figure entered the elevator and disappeared.

The little nurse took two steps and suddenly felt confused. Hey, wasn't Miss Lin burnt? How could she get out of bed and walk?

Did she see the wrong person?

No, it was Miss Lin just now.

Miss Lin's face and temperament are one of a kind and cannot be imitated by others.

The little nurse shook her head, feeling that she was overthinking.

…

Tang Moer walked out of the hospital lobby, and there was already a special car waiting outside.

"Madam, please get in the car." The driver opened the rear door respectfully.

Tang Mo'er just raised his feet when a stretched-version Rolls-Royce business car sped over from the front.

She raised her eyes and saw that the rear window of the business car slid down, revealing a handsome and noble face.

It's Gu Mohan.

His handsome body was leaning lazily on the back seat, wearing a black shirt. The neon lights of the city illuminated his face, making him look handsome.

There was someone beside him, a woman.

Tang Mo'er took a look and saw that even though she was a woman and the Shiyu and An An around her were all stunningly beautiful, her breath froze when she saw this woman.

This woman is a cold beauty, with no smile at all on her face, but her skin is crystal clear and every inch of her body is jade. She is a stunning beauty.

She wanted to look again, but the Rolls-Royce business car had already sped away.

During this time, everyone told her that he was with another woman, but she never believed it.

But now, she saw it with her own eyes.

If there was a very beautiful and vulgar woman sitting next to him, she might not believe it, but now there is a cold and charming woman sitting next to him, and she knows...his eyes have always been good.

Tang Moer gently closed her eyes.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in my ears, "Little Momo."

Yu Jie, who was like a cattail leaf fan, trembled. She slowly opened her eyes and looked sideways at the person coming.

Soon, she raised her red lips, walked over, stretched out her two small hands and hugged the man's slender waist.

She pressed her little face against the man's chest and whispered, "Mr. Gu, are you back? I've been waiting for you to come home..."

She had been waiting for him to come home.

Waited for a long time.

Feng Lihen lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms, and kissed her hair gently, "Well, little Momo, I'm back."

Tang Moer hugged him tightly.

Feng Lihen held her little hand and said, "Little Momo, let's go home now."

Tang Mo'er looked at the handsome face in front of her. Her vision was a little blurry, but it soon became clear that it was the handsome and noble face she missed, Gu Mohan.

She gently raised her red lips and said, "Yes."

Feng Lihen took her little hand and left.

…

On the roadside, a Rolls-Royce business car stopped. Gu Mohan looked ahead through the bright window. Tang Moer's soft little hand was held in Feng Lihen's palm, and she followed him.

She thought Feng Lihen was him.

"Mr. Gu, it's obvious that those medicines have started to take effect. Mrs. Gu has already regarded my brother as you. My brother will soon take Mrs. Gu back to country A to get married. When my brother gets on the North King's , Mrs. Gu is the concubine, I promise to join forces with you, so you must also cooperate with me and divorce Mrs. Gu first. "

Gu Mohan glanced sideways at the woman beside him, Feng Lingxue.

The luxury carriage was very quiet. Gu Mohan's handsome and noble face was reflected in the dim light. In half darkness, he lightly curled his thin lips and said, "Miss Feng, this time the North King sent Feng Lihen and you here. Feng Lihen wants to marry Xi Wangjue, Lu Yeming’s biological sister, who is also my Mrs. Gu, and you should be my new Mrs. Gu after my divorce. Mr. Feng is scheming, while thinking about marrying Xi Wangjue. Marriage, and at the same time, he wants to use my empire’s wealth for him, am I right?”

Feng Lingxue nodded, "That's right."

"Then how can I completely trust you that you will abandon your father and brother and choose to side with me?"

Feng Lingxue looked at Gu Mohan. The man's deep narrow eyes were as cold and sharp as an eagle, as if they were about to pierce her through X-rays.

Feng Lingxue had no expression. She met the man's gaze calmly, "Mr. Gu, do you know who I am?"

Gu Mohan raised his eyebrows, "The illegitimate daughter of the Feng family was sold into Gillian's house, known as the cave where men sell gold, since she was a child. You also know how to climb up and become the number one there, a charmer." How many dignitaries and dignitaries will spend money on you and smile for you?"

"Then did I charm Mr. Gu?" Feng Lingxue asked.

A low laugh rolled from Gu Mohan's throat, "I'm sorry, Gu only loves my wife in his life."

"Look, I didn't charm Mr. Gu, and I'm destined to fail to complete the mission," Feng Lingxue said as she looked at the dark night outside through the bright car window, "I'm not as lucky as Mrs. Gu. Although I'm the North King, Father, he was young and romantic, and he had many illegitimate children and illegitimate children, and Feng Lihen and I were just one of them."

"My biological mother was thrown into the military camp by Lady Bei Wang as soon as she gave birth to me. She died not long after, and I was sold into Gillian's room. I have no father, and Feng Lihen is not my biological brother."

Feng Lingxue's cold eyes overflowed with a bit of sharpness, "I have been thinking about how to survive and live a better life since I was a child. You see, I have not fascinated Mr. Gu. For Bei Wang Jue is just a useless chess piece. He doesn't know how to kill me in the future. I really don't like the feeling of waiting to be killed. I want to change my passiveness into activeness. I believe that I won't lose if I join forces with Mr. Gu. "

Gu Mohan curled his thin lips. From the first moment he looked at Feng Lingxue, he knew that this woman had a strong desire to survive.

"Are you sure you can get the antidote?"

"Don't worry, as long as Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu divorce and my brother takes Mrs. Gu back to Country A, I will be recalled and re-enter the North King's palace. I will have a way to get the antidote then. "

Gu Mohan nodded.

"Mr. Gu, when will you divorce?"

Gu Mohan's phoenix eyes became unfathomable. After a long time, he pursed his lips and said, "Tomorrow."

…

The next morning.

Tang Mo'er slowly opened her eyes. She glanced at the crystal chandelier above her head. After a few seconds, she turned around and found that she was in the room of the Gu family villa.

She couldn't remember anything about what happened last night.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the servant said outside the door, "Madam, a guest has arrived."

Who is the guest so early?

"I know, I'll be right away."

Tang Mo'er quickly got up and got out of bed, went into the shower room to wash up, then changed her clothes and went out.

A tall and handsome figure stood in the living room, looking extremely familiar.

Tang Mo'er's eyes lit up, and joy and softness quickly appeared on her charming little face, "Ye Ming, why are you back?"

It's her brother Lu Yeming.

Since their parents passed away, the siblings haven't seen each other for almost a year.

Lu Yeming turned around and looked at Tang Mo'er who was coming down the stairs.

Time flies, and Tang Chenyi, a young man from the Qing Dynasty, has transformed into the current Xi Wangjue Lu Yeming. His facial features are as three-dimensional as a cutaway sculpture drawn by a painter, with 360-degree perfection and no dead ends.

The sword-shaped eyebrows on the temples, the cold phoenix eyes, and the fact that he has been in the field of power for so many years have made his whole person exude a kind of indifference to the extreme sharpness, and a strong aura that a superior person should have.

"Sister." Lu Yeming called.

Only when facing his sister would his handsome face show a little warmth.

Tang Moer ran over and hugged Lu Yeming.

The younger brother has grown so tall now, with a height of 1.87 meters, and his aura, it's like she is a younger sister and he is an older brother.

Lu Yeming stretched out his arms to hug Tang Mo'er and rubbed Tang Mo'er's hair, "What, did Gu Mohan bully you?"

Tang Moer's eyes turned red and she quickly shook her head, "No, don't talk nonsense."

Lu Yeming's cold eyes overflowed with a hint of gloom, "There are many men in this world. If Gu Mohan treats you badly, just kick him. I will support you for the rest of my life."

Oops, I didn’t expect such a cold brother to say such heartwarming words.

Tang Moer felt warm in her heart, and she quickly pushed Lu Yeming away, "You should support your wife. By the way, Yeming, have you met any girl you like? Although we don't have parents anymore, you still have Sister, sister will help you chase your wife."

Lu Yeming's handsome features were very indifferent. He turned sideways and said, "Sister, I would like to introduce you to a friend, Xuan Ying, the son of Nan Wangjue."

Only then did Tang Moer notice that there was someone standing behind Lu Yeming. She raised her eyes and narrowed her eyes.

Xuan Ying wore a silver mask on half of his face, only the left half of his face was exposed, but the left half of his face was so handsome that women wanted to scream when they saw it.

A country's war between powerful factions, the daughter of the Eastern King, Ye Ruge, the son of the Southern King, Xuanying, the son of the Western King, Lu Yeming, and the son of the Northern King, Feng Lihen, all have the appearance of dragons and phoenixes, standing on four legs.

At this time, with a "bang", the door of the villa was pushed open, and a cold air invaded in.

Tang Moer looked up and saw a tall and handsome figure walking in. It was Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan is back.

But there was a woman with him, Feng Lingxue.

Tang Moer froze. He actually brought this woman home?

Lu Yeming's cold phoenix eyes glanced at Feng Lingxue lightly, and then fell on Gu Mohan. He wanted to go forward.

But a soft little hand grabbed him in time. Tang Moer shook her head, then turned and went upstairs, "Gu Mohan, come with me, let's have a good talk."

What needs to be solved must be solved.

There were too many people in the living room, so she waited for Gu Mohan in the study.

Gu Mohan glanced at Lu Yeming, then spread his long legs and went upstairs.

Feng Lingxue stood there in a black dress. Her cold and charming eyes first glanced at Lu Yeming, and then fell on Xuanying...

Feng Lingxue looked at Xuanying, and her charming eyes suddenly shrank. It was him, Brother Ying.

Her two small hands hanging by her side slowly clenched into fists.

"King." At this time, Fanmen came over and whispered a few words in Lu Yeming's ear.

Lu Yeming had no expression, and he left with Fanmen.

Only Xuanying and Feng Lingxue were left in the living room.

Xuanying was wearing a black suit, revealing half of his face, handsome and unparalleled. He had a pair of ink-colored glass eyes, which were like stained ink, and the dark color was hidden in them.

Xuanying, the son of the Southern King, returned to the Xuan family three years ago. It took him only three years to become as famous as Lu Yeming. It is said that his methods are quite iron-blooded.

Xuanying also raised a tiger. It is said that he would feed his opponents directly to the tiger, eating people without leaving any bones.

Xuanying narrowed his dark glass eyes, looked up and down at Feng Lingxue, and a sarcastic arc appeared on his thin lips, "You are not in A Jiao's room, and you ran out to seduce a married woman? Feng Lingxue, I haven't seen you for three years, you are really getting more and more cheap."

Feng Lingxue's beautiful little face turned pale, but she quickly stretched out her little hand to lift the hair on her cheek, then raised her legs and walked forward.

Today she wore a black long skirt with a slit. Every step she took, the slit swayed, seductive and charming.

The high heels stopped, stopped in front of Xuanying, Feng Lingxue stretched out her little hand and slowly touched half of his handsome face.

"Brother Ying, long time no see, you are getting more handsome, but what are you angry about? Are you angry that you were dumped by a lowly woman like me three years ago?"

Xuan Ying's handsome eyebrows slowly exuded a coldness, and his big hand reached out like lightning and grabbed her slender wrist.

Feng Lingxue frowned quickly, she felt that her wrist was about to be crushed.

But she didn't cry out in pain, the more pain she felt, the quieter she was, "Brother Ying, that night you said you would take me away, but I thought about it, what right do you have to take me away?"

"I am used to a life of luxury and debauchery, and you, a tenant living in A Jiao Palace, have no money, no identity, and no status, but you also want to eat swan meat?"

Xuan Ying was not a good person to begin with, and now the coldness on his body became more and more severe. He stretched out his hand and threw Feng Lingxue out directly.

Feng Lingxue didn't stand firmly, and her slender waist hit the counter directly, and she felt a sharp pain.

She knew that this man hated her.

Hated her to death.

Xuanying sneered, with a dull look, "Oh, it's really dirty."

He turned and left.

...

He left.

Feng Lingxue kept watching his figure disappear from her sight. After three years of not seeing each other, he deliberately restrained his overly dark aura, but he had changed a lot.

He was wearing a valuable shirt and trousers, which looked expensive. He went out with his confidant, and his aura was indifferent and calm like an emperor.

That confidant even called him... Young Master.

It seems that he has lived a good life in the past three years.

What about her?

How has she lived herself?

Feng Lingxue's eyes turned red, and a layer of mist covered her charming ice eyes, revealing a little weakness and helplessness.

Soon, she smiled with her lips curled.

How many men spent a lot of money to buy Feng Lingxue's charming smile in Gillian's room, but she never smiled.

The less she smiled, the higher the price outside.

In fact, she is worth the high price. When she smiles, it is like a blooming flower in the moonlight, which is fascinating.

…

In the study room.

Gu Mohan pushed the door open and entered. His deep narrow eyes swept inside, and finally saw the delicate figure in front of the French window.

Tang Moer stood there, wearing a long dress and long hair, as charming as she was many years ago.

He walked over and put a piece of paper on the desk.

"What is this?"

Tang Moer looked up and saw five big words on the paper - divorce agreement.

Gu Mohan's handsome face was unfathomable, and no one could see through his true thoughts. He put down a pen and whispered, "Moer, you see it, come and sign it."

Tang Moer's palm-sized face was very pale. She tried not to be excited or hysterical. If love has reached the last stop, she should also make herself decent.

She walked over and slowly picked up the pen.

The tip of the pen came to the last signature, and she signed her name stroke by stroke.

Suddenly it felt ridiculous. She was not asked to sign when she got married, but she was asked to sign when she got divorced.

At this time, there was a "pop" sound and the pen tip broke.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man, her eyes were hot, and big tears fell down, but she curled her lips and smiled through her tears, "I didn't mean it, I broke the deal myself."

"It doesn't matter. I agree to the divorce. Just ask someone to get the divorce certificate directly. By the way, who will raise the cow?"

She was calm, but her calm tears overflowed with silent sadness and sadness. Gu Mohan stretched out his strong arm and pulled her into his arms.

He wanted to rub her into his own bones and blood, "Mo'er, now I need your cooperation. Believe me, I will solve all this soon."

Tang Moer was held by him, her tear-filled face pressed into his warm and broad embrace, "I...what's wrong?"

Gu Mohan frowned slightly, "It's nothing, don't worry, I'm here."

Tang Moer slowly raised her little hand and grabbed the shirt on his body, "I have thought a lot about how many ups and downs we have experienced along the way. I believe in you. I believe that you are as consistent as me. Now... you want me to sign. Divorce must be something difficult, is it...that bottle of birth control pills? "

Her mind was clear and intelligent, and even though many people told her during this period, and voices all over the world said that he was with another woman, she still believed in him.

She thought about many possibilities, and finally decided on the bottle of birth control pills.

Gu Mohan hugged her delicate body, wanting to rub her into his own bones and blood. His low and hoarse voice whispered in her ear, "Mo'er, we are now involved in the power struggle in country A. This... The whirlpool will affect many people, including the fate of the entire Jun family in country Z. No one can escape. However, no matter how big the waves of fate will be, I will hold your hand tightly and never let go. "

Tang Mo'er had already guessed it, because his younger brother Ye Ming came back and brought with him Xuan Ying, the son of the South King, Feng Lihen, the son of the North King, and the only thing missing was Ye Ruge, the daughter of the East King. The four major figures in this peak era would be... Gather together.

Since Jun Mosheng's death, the position of president of country Z has fallen into the hands of others.

However, the military power of Country Z is still firmly in the hands of the Jun family. Jun Chulin, his former love rival, has changed from the first diplomat to the dominating commander.

Outside, the storm was raging.

As Lu Yeming's biological sister, Tang Moer couldn't avoid it at all.

Tang Moer loosened his shirt and slowly hugged his slender waist. Her delicate voice was choked with tears, "Husband, I don't want to... divorce, I really don't want to... divorce..."

Don’t want a divorce…

Listening to her soft pleading voice, Gu Mohan felt that his heart was being grasped by a big hand. He held her little face, kissed her tears away bit by bit, and finally kissed her. Her eyes said, "Mo'er is good and obedient."

"Don't you always want to have a wedding? I promise you, when everything is over, we will have a grand wedding."

Tang Mo'er lowered his head, and his crystal tears kept falling down, "Then you are not allowed to cheat then. If you cheat, I won't...!"

Gu Mohan hugged her all of a sudden...

…

Gu Mohan left, and Tang Moer locked herself in the room.

Lu Yeming pushed the door open and walked in. Tang Moer was sitting on the bed, with her knees curled up and her two slim arms wrapped around her knees, in a daze, much like a little girl.

Lu Yeming walked over and touched her hair, "Sister."

Tang Mo'er raised her little head. Her soft little face was dry and there were no tears anymore. "Ye Ming, don't worry about me. I'm just a little sad. But after today, I am still the Tang Mo'er who cannot be defeated."

Lu Yeming's big palm clasped the back of Tang Mo'er's head, pressing her against his muscular waist.

Tang Moer's eyes turned red, "Ye Ming, I miss...my parents."

If mom and dad were still here, things wouldn't be like this.

But mom and dad are gone.

…

Lin Shiyu went to the hospital, and the doctor handed her a yellow sealed paper bag, "Ms. Lin, the DNA paternity test report has come out."

"Thanks."

Lin Shiyu sat on the bench in the corridor, and slowly opened the sealed bag with her green hands.

The result of the DNA paternity test is that Fu Qinglun and Xiao Shushu are 100% related by blood, and the result of the test between her and Xiao Lemon is also 100%.

Lin Shiyu carefully read the English version of the appraisal report twice. Although she was convinced, she was still in a state of confusion at the moment.

She is Little Lemon's mother.

He is Xiao Shushu's father.

In the past six months, she felt that there was an empty space in her heart. She felt that she had forgotten someone important, but it turned out to be them!

Lin Shiyu sat on the bench for a long time, and then she returned to the apartment.

As soon as I opened the apartment door, a small figure rushed over, "Mommy, are you back?"

Lin Shiyu lowered her eyes and saw that it was Little Lemon.

Little Lemon rushed over and hugged her calf.

Lin Shiyu knelt down, stretched out her hands to hug Little Lemon tightly in her arms, and shed big tears.

"Mommy, why are you crying?"

"Mommy... there's sand in her eyes..."

"Oh, let me blow it for mommy." Little Lemon hugged Lin Shiyu's face and breathed softly.

Lin Shiyu quickly stopped crying. She didn't want to scare the child.

"Mommy, this is for you." Little Lemon handed a delicate paper bag to Lin Shiyu.

"What's this?"

Little Lemon said mysteriously, "Mommy, this is the treasure that Daddy has hidden in the drawer. I will secretly take it out and give it to you."

People say that their daughter is a caring little girl. Lin Shiyu’s eyes were red and she raised her red lips, “Thank you, little lemon.”

…

in the room.

Lin Shiyu sat on the carpet. She poured out the contents of the paper bag. There was a hard drive and a crystal chain inside.

She inserted the hard drive into the computer and opened the screen.

It was more than a year ago that she got married in Mexico, with a red carpet ten miles away, a phoenix crown and a beautiful gown.

Tang Moer and Gu Anan, who were wearing white bridesmaid dresses, held videos in their hands, "Shiyu, you are getting married today. You must be extremely happy in the future."

The old lady suddenly squeezed into the screen and made a V sign happily, "Xiao Shishi, don't be afraid. If Asen bullies you in the future, I will beat him to death!"

On the red carpet ten miles away, her skirt covered with flowers was swaying. In front of the priest, she whispered to the man, "Yes, I do!"

The man lifted the veil and kissed her red lips gently.

"Oh, Mommy and Daddy are so shy." Little Lemon chuckled.

At this time, the scene changed, and there was only one person left in the camera. Fu Qinglun was sitting on the sofa, his cold black eyes staring at the camera, overflowing with tenderness and love.

He spoke softly, more like a documentary ---

Shishi, I'm sorry for taking away your memory in this way.

Little Lemon has entered V2 level of chemotherapy. We cut off her most beautiful hair together. We watched her anorexia and lethargy. One day Little Lemon woke up and you were not there. Little Lemon whispered in my ear, she said , Daddy, mommy secretly cried again last night.

You must not know that Little Lemon’s birthday wish every year is that she hopes her mother will stop crying secretly.