Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 787 What kind of face do you think I should give you?
On the street where the sky was getting darker, Liu Feng walked steadily beside Feng Qian. He neither walked fast, nor intended to follow her and watch her, but seemed not worried that she would run away at all.

Not long after, someone brought them a carriage, Feng Qian jumped on it without saying a word, Liu Feng raised his eyebrows, and followed closely behind.

The carriage was very big, except for the sound of the horseshoes and wheels rolling, the silence in the carriage could only hear the long and distant cold wind blowing.

Feng Qian kept staring out of the window, even if the window was closed tightly, she couldn't see anything outside from her direction.

Sometimes Liu Feng would frown and wonder what he was thinking, and sometimes he would look at her meaningfully.

"Xiaoqi, do you really not remember anything about the past?" After an unknown amount of time, he finally asked.

Feng's light black and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her eyelids and gave him a sideways glance, indifferent and mocking.

"Xiaoqi again?" She curled her lips coldly, "Your tone is so firm, it seems that I can't do it if I don't admit it."

She seems to be smiling, but there is no warmth in your smile, "Since I lost my memory a year ago, people have always asked me this question-do you remember the past. Experience tells me that people who ask me this way , It must be related to my past memory. You kidnapped my children and threatened my husband, why are you going to tell me now that we have a close relationship?"

After finishing speaking, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and her dark, dull eyes fell on Liu Feng without blinking, waiting for his answer.

Listening to the undisguised sarcasm in her words, Liu Feng frowned, "You hate me?"

Especially the phrase "my husband", she said it so naturally, as straightforward as a sharp knife.

How can she do this?

Even if she lost her memory, how could she do this.

He had to be thankful that he was the one sitting in front of her at this moment, and he was the one listening to what she said.Otherwise, if the lord heard her say that, he didn't know what would happen.Although the man never showed anything, he knew very well that Xiao Qi was different, and in the Lord's heart, only Xiao Qi was different.

Feng Qian watched a trace of anger flash across his tense face, it was quick and light, and if you don't look carefully, you can hardly catch it.After she finished bending her lips, she just thought it was ridiculous, "Otherwise, what kind of face do you think I should give you?"

Liufeng was silent, just watched her quietly for nearly a cup of tea, and then looked away with a normal expression, "You don't remember anything now, I don't want to argue with you."

"Oh, according to what you say, it seems to be all my fault." Feng Qian smiled lightly, she lowered her eyes, brushed a lock of hair and played with it carelessly in her hands, "It seems that there is something you want Things that I remember and I don't?"

Liu Feng asked himself that he was not an impulsive person, but now seeing her calm and calm appearance, he just wanted to strangle this woman to death.

He stared at her coldly for a while, then snorted coldly, "I have no right to tell you."

Feng Qian shrugged, "It's fine if you don't say anything."

Obviously he was the one who mentioned it first, but now it seems that she is very interested in knowing.

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became depressing again, and he sat there sullenly, with the three big characters "I'm upset" clearly written on his face.

"Sir, here we are."

It wasn't until the carriage stopped and the coachman outside said this that Feng Qian felt the burning gaze move away from her face.

(End of this chapter)