My lord is a demon again

Chapter 313 Sweetness in the Garden
Three days is very short, so Zhaoyun must make full use of it, every second counts.

Because there is no obstacle from the mountains, the morning on the prairie comes very early and the sun is very bright.

When Zhaoyun came out of the small tent, everyone in the clan started to get busy, cooking, washing, picking up excrement, and shepherding sheep.

"Excuse me, where does Brother Feng live?"

Zhaoyun stopped a child and asked.

The child looked at her hostilely, then pointed casually and ran away.

Although it's just a random finger, but compared to adults, children's words will be more credible.

Following the direction pointed by the child, Zhao Yun found the big garden behind the tent.

The moment Zhao Yun walked into the garden, Zhao Yun was stunned.

At the end of summer and early autumn, the flowering season has almost passed, but only the wild rose happens to be the time when the fragrance of flowers is strong.

That's right, it's wild roses, pink wild roses blooming in full bloom in the direction of the rising sun.

Zhaoyun was so happy that he wanted to cry. When he was on the cliff, he once said that he would plant a yard of wild roses to give to her.

Unexpectedly, although he lost his memory, he did not forget the promise back then.

It can be seen that he is not a heartless person.

Fortunately, she didn't really leave, and fortunately, she didn't really let go.

Otherwise, she will regret it for the rest of her life.

She knew that, in fact, he hadn't forgotten her, he just couldn't recognize her.

The man was burying his head in pulling out the weeds in the flower field, maybe he was too focused and didn't feel her arrival at all.

Zhaoyun didn't make a sound, just stood next to him, watching quietly, watching, as if he wanted to keep seeing back what he owed in the past three years, forever.

He has changed and become a bit vicissitudes.

He had changed, but he was still handsome.

The man suddenly stopped what he was doing, obviously, he had already noticed her presence.

So he stood up.

"Xianggong..." Zhao Yun couldn't help but threw himself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

She misses him so much, she has too much to say to him.

But he stood still like a wooden man.

It took a long time before she broke free from her hands and walked to the middle of the garden with an embarrassed expression on her face.

In the middle of the garden, there is a small square table and a wooden rocking chair.

Once a person leans on that chair, he can put his whole body and mind in the sea of ​​flowers.

Feng picked up the golden gourd from the table, raised his head and took a few sips of goat's milk wine, then took a deep breath, and handed the gourd to Zhaoyun.

"You want to have a couple of bites too?"

"No, Xianggong, I rarely drink alcohol, don't you remember?"

"I... oh..." Feng Yi sat down on the wooden chair, pinching his brows tightly with his hands.

Zhao Yun walked around behind him, put his hand on his shoulder gently, and said, "Sir, don't worry, there are some things, the more anxious you are, the more you won't remember them."

Zhaoyun didn't know how to start it for a while, and he didn't know how to start from the beginning to guide him and slowly awaken his original memory.

It wasn't until he picked up the jug again to get himself drunk that Zhao Yun said:
"Sir, do you know what the word Sikong engraved on the gourd means? That's your surname."

"Your name is Sikong Luo, and you are the prince of the Great Wu Dynasty. You have a half-brother, Sikong Yu, who is the emperor of the Great Wu Dynasty."

"Master, do you remember your mother? Our mother is Concubine Lan. In the entire harem, she is the only one who dares to contend with the Queen Mother Qiongzhen."

"Xin'er, the maid who has served me since I was a child, is my good sister, carefree, do you remember?"

(End of this chapter)