After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

The moment Fang Chuning proposed, Xie Jue was very moved. If it weren't for Fang Chuning's persistence in memory, he would not have wanted to take Fang Chuning to the Northern Barbarians. As Fang Chuning said, he is now very weak and has not cleared up the remaining poison. He would not want to take Fang Chuning to the Northern Barbarians. What should I do if my condition worsens? If he has let go, it doesn't matter if he doesn't go to the Northern Barbarians.

Traveling around the world was originally an agreement between him and Fang Chuning.

"Don't you...don't want to go find your family?"

"I don't want to!" Fang Chuning smiled slightly and said calmly, "It's strange to say that I am more familiar with you than my father. Isn't it strange that my mother is living very well in Jiangnan now? Being carefree and far away from the right and wrong in Beijing, I won’t worry about her anymore.”

"Actually, it's not surprising. You and the Marshal haven't spent much time together since you were young. It's human nature to be a stranger to him."

"Xie Tingfeng, you really don't know how to comfort people. No matter how little you get along with your father, the blood relationship is still unbroken. Besides, I think he only needs an obedient and filial son. The rumors about you and me are so unpleasant. He's afraid that he won't be able to tolerate me, so there's no need to be an eyesore. There are so many things to do in life, so why make it difficult for yourself!" Fang Chuning could think about it now. He also thought of the days when both he and the commander suffered losses, so he didn't mention it, lest he Ting Feng is sad.

"Okay, by the way, there's something I've wanted to ask you for a long time. Why do you have so many scars on your back?" Xie Jue knew Fang Chu Ning's body very well, and also knew where he had been injured on the battlefield over the years. There are several scars on his body. After this reunion, he has been wanting to ask Fang Chuning what happened to the scars on his back. These scars are still very fresh and will take a long time to heal.

"Who knows, you remember it again." Fang Chuning smiled and said, "It's just a scar. One less or one more doesn't matter. Is the wine bad?"

I changed the topic. If I changed the topic, Xie Jue could keep questioning him.

"The osmanthus honey is not enough."

"Not sleepy anymore!" Fang Chuning yawned, "Is he sleeping or not?"

I walked a few steps and then turned back. Xie Jue kept looking at my back. Only then did Dong Fangqi notice Xie Jue's gaze. He turned back with a smile and said with a smile, "Xie Tingfeng, there is a rumor that King Yan is there." The prince is so lustful that he is in a coma. He hangs out with a woman and is immoral. Either he loves me very much, or he is not really dizzy. He seemed to be dizzy along the way, but..."

I paused, held back my smile, and said calmly, "How do you feel that he really loves you? Is it because you, who have lost your memory, are not attracted to him at all? He just Do you hate this Fang Chuning who has no shared memories of them?"

The two of them turned on the lamp and walked out of the study together. Fang Chuning kept his past habits. Knowing that Xie Jue was strong, he tried to walk behind me so that Xie Jue had no reference. The two of them also lived under the same roof in the government office, but they were separated. They were in the same room. Fang Chuning sent Xie Jue back to the room first, and then warned, "It's time to light the lamp again."

Dong Fang looked at me strangely. Fang Chuning went to the Gate of Hell and came back in a circle. How could he be so familiar with me? Before I lost my memory, I had always deliberately kept a distance from him, for fear of doing something that would misunderstand each other, but today was unusual.

"Row!"

"He is so fond of sweets? You put eight spoons in it and eat more sweets. Are there any aphids when you grow up?" Dong Fangqi said smoothly, "Open your mouth and take a look."

After a bowl of fermented wine and his stomach warmed up, Xie Jue nodded, "Okay, let's rest!"