The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

Half an hour later, Dongfang Qinglian walked out of the room with disheveled clothes and a flushed face.

Hua Huo also walked out with a slightly flushed face, and wiped her slender fingers with a towel.

"I, I'll go take a rest for a while before looking for Brother Mo, okay, Sister Hua Huo?"

Dongfang Qinglian lowered her head, not daring to look at Hua Huo, and left in a hurry.

"Well, have a good rest, I can expect you to find the little brother smoothly next time~" Hua Huo said with a smile.

Looking at Dongfang Qinglian's slowly leaving figure, Hua Huo stretched and sighed slightly.

She just bullied Dongfang Qinglian for a while, and didn't do anything too excessive. She had learned this kind of thing from reading books, and she still had a sense of propriety.

After all, some important things need to be left to the little brother to do personally, provided that the little brother forgives her later.

However... Hua Huo was really angry with Dongfang Qinglian, angry that she couldn't find Mo Lin. If she hadn't broken her pendant, her house wouldn't be robbed now.

During this period, Hua Huo was not idle. When Dongfang Qinglian went to look for him, Hua Huo was also looking for him. The two searched for half of the Eastern Region, but they didn't even see the shadow of Mo Lin.

Alas... little brother, where are you... Hua Huo curled up and hugged her knees.

I... miss you so much...

...

Time flies, Mo Lin doesn't remember how long it has been, but at least a few months.

During this period, Mo Lin's injuries have almost recovered, and his daily practice has been mainly focused on improving his cultivation.

There is always a voice in his heart telling him that he should be promoted to a higher and higher realm, but he can't remember why.

Zhu Ling'er still takes care of him so meticulously, but the most intimate behavior is kissing, which makes Mo Lin believe her words more.

It seems that kissing is indeed a normal behavior between brothers and sisters, but he just thinks too much.

Ling'er went out today, it seems that she was looking for some medicinal herbs. He wanted to go with her, but Ling'er insisted that he rest at home. He could not resist and could only let her do it.

Mo Lin got up and went to the kitchen, where the kitchenware and dishes were very complete. Mo Lin suddenly felt something in his heart, as if he remembered something.

Ling'er... Ling'er...

I remember, Ling'er... she seemed to have a favorite dish.

Mo Lin looked at the sky and thought she would be back in a while.

She was worried about being alone, so she would not be too late every time she came home.

Mo Lin pondered for a moment, and seemed to recall the recipe of this dish in his mind.

He did it as soon as he said it. Mo Lin took out two pieces of preserved Ling pork and cooked them according to the steps in his mind.

...

When Zhu Ling'er came back, it was not too late.

She opened the door and saw Mo Lin's busy figure in the kitchen, and her eyes suddenly became a little dazed.

Yes, many years ago, Brother Mo was also like this, busy in the kitchen, preparing dishes for his four little girls.

Many years later, after reincarnation, the same scene appeared in front of me again.

This is the scene I have dreamed of.

"Brother Mo...?" Zhu Linger called softly, as if she had crossed time and space, calling the back of the person she had not caught last time.

"Linger is back, just in time, the dish I cooked will be ready soon." Mo Lin smiled and nodded at Zhu Linger.

"Brother Mo... do you remember?" Looking at Mo Lin's appearance, Zhu Linger asked in a daze.

"Yes, I remember." Mo Lin nodded.

"Is that so..." Zhu Linger smiled reluctantly, tears flowing down her big red eyes, her magic was still flawed, Brother Mo... did he remember?

Will he blame me? Will he never pay attention to me again?

Is this the last meal he prepared for me?

"Ling'er, why are you crying?" Mo Lin stopped cooking and hurried to Zhu Ling'er. Fortunately, the dishes were almost ready, so he stopped cooking just in time to finish them.

"Brother Mo...? Didn't you remember it?" Zhu Ling'er looked into Mo Lin's eyes and asked blankly.

"I did remember it, I remembered the dishes you like to eat... Ling'er, why are you crying?" Mo Lin wiped Zhu Ling'er's tears, held her face, and asked with concern.

"Ah... is that so." Zhu Ling'er sniffed and stopped crying.

It turned out that I had misunderstood... Fortunately, I thought I was about to lose Brother Mo.

"Come on, Ling'er, sit down quickly, I'll serve the dishes." Mo Lin pulled Zhu Ling'er to her seat, and turned around to serve the dishes on a plate and put them on the table.

"Come on, try it quickly, I remember this is your favorite."Mo Lin greeted her with a smile and handed the chopsticks to the girl.

"This is... braised pork...?" Zhu Ling'er asked blankly, looking at the familiar dish in front of her.

"Yes, I suddenly remembered it today. You like this dish, and I even remembered how to make it. There is Ling pork in the kitchen. Try it and see if I missed any of the steps I remembered." Mo Lin smiled.

Zhu Ling'er picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth. The Ling pork was smooth and not greasy, and slightly spicy in sweetness. It was a familiar taste that belonged to Brother Mo.

"Delicious..." Zhu Ling'er put down her chopsticks, her eyes were slightly red, and tears could not be stopped from flowing down again.

"Oh? Don't cry, Ling'er, I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?" Mo Lin saw Zhu Ling'er crying again, and hurriedly wiped her tears again.

"No, Brother Mo is right!" Zhu Ling'er cried and shook her head vigorously, and couldn't help but throw herself into Mo Lin's arms.

"I, I am happy. Since Brother Mo has remembered these things, he will definitely remember them bit by bit." Zhu Ling'er said in tears in Mo Lin's arms.

She was indeed happy, but not because Mo Lin might remember them bit by bit later, but...

She felt love.

From Mo Lin's love for her.

Even though he lost his memory and his memory was sealed by himself, he still recalled things about himself and made his favorite dish for himself. His care and love for her were not forgotten because of the seal.

Brother Mo...how can you be so good!

I... don't deserve your love. I am a bad boy. Even now in your arms, I am telling lies and fooling you around.

Zhu Ling'er made a decision secretly in Mo Lin's arms.

The time has come, today!

Zhu Ling'er got out of Mo Lin's arms, wiped her tears, and smiled.

"Okay, Ling'er is not sad. With Ling'er taking care of me, I will definitely recover my memory gradually." Mo Lin smiled and touched Zhu Ling'er's head. "Come on, eat quickly. If you like it, eat more."

"Well, Brother Mo, let's eat together!" Zhu Ling'er also picked up a piece of meat for Mo Lin.

"Okay, let's eat together." Mo Lin picked up the meat and put it in his mouth.

The taste is not bad, slightly spicy, and I can eat it myself, but it doesn't quite suit my taste.