This familiar sense of familiarity made her feel inexplicably trusted in the handsome man in front of her.

The man walked up to her without any consideration, with a long and handsome body, a beautiful and handsome figure, an elegant and elegant temperament, noble and unconventional, and untainted by the world.

Qingyunran's eyes flashed, her fingers gently rotated the stems of camellia, smiled slightly at the man, and asked softly: "Have we seen it somewhere?"

When the man heard her question, a trace of surprise and doubt flashed in his eyes, but the emotion flashed very quickly. Before she could see clearly, the surprising light had already disappeared.[

Seeing him silent, she smiled awkwardly and continued, "This is the royal palace, and the guards are very strict. How did you come in?

When the man's cold and deep black eyes flashed a cold dark light when he heard the word "Chenxuan", many difficult emotions intertwined, which deeply condensed her for a long time, accompanied by a gentle cough, and a light and light voice: "Qing'er, don't you remember who I am?"

Qingyunran shook her head, frowned slightly, and a distressed smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I'm probably sick. I don't remember many of the past, but if I were familiar with people, I still have an impression. You gave me a feeling of being similar. I guess we should have known each other before.

A trace of worry flashed through the man's eyes, and his voice rose slightly: "Is sick?"

The next moment, he quickly reached out his hand and grabbed her soft little hand. When the fingertips were about to reach her wrist, she suddenly shrank back.

His sudden intimate behavior shocked Qingyunran slightly, and his hands subconsciously shrank back, and his pink cheeks flushed. How could she make a strange man frivolous?

However, I was just shocked and could not feel a trace of disgust towards his actions.

Perhaps, it was his eyes that were too clear and pure, without a trace of filthy glow, which made people involuntarily give him trust. Believing him was not the frivolous and naughty person.

Moreover, she could see clearly the concern that flashed in his eyes, and he was caring for her.

When Shangguan Yue saw her reaction, a feeling of sorrow appeared in her heart. He suppressed the astringent feeling and whispered: "Don't get me wrong, I'm a doctor. Maybe I have a way to treat you."

Qing Yunran shook her head, "No need, Chenxuan has found many doctors to take my pulse for me, but the reason cannot be found."

"How come the reason can't be found out?" Shangguan Yue's keen intuition told herself that Qing'er's amnesia was most likely artificial, but now, Qing'er seems to trust Xiao Chenxuan very much. Will she be willing to go with him?

"I don't know either, by the way, what are your name?" Qing Yunran asked softly.

"My name is Shangguan Yue." He replied softly, his voice as refreshing as the turbulent stream flowing in the forest.

"Shangguan Yue? Which month? Is it the bright moon in the sky, or is it insurmountable." Qingyun Ran smiled and looked at him, questioning.

"Stretch out your hand." He whispered, his eyes rippling with warmth and his voice was very gentle.

"What are you doing?" Qing Yunran did not doubt him and stretched out his hand.

Shangguan Yue smiled slightly, stroked her fingertips lightly, wrote the word "Yue" on the palm of her hand, and said in a deep voice: "Did you remember?"
Chapter completed!