People from Dali Temple are familiar with Zhong Yihuan. She used to do autopsy in Dali Temple, but she didn't see her for several years, so she didn't expect to come back at this time.

Zhong Yihuan breathed a sigh of relief: "There was a prisoner named Yuehua before. Where was he... locked up?"

The person who led the way was stunned and shook his head: "What Yuehua?"

There is no such person.”

Zhong Yihuan said: "Yes."

Wei Ping'an said that he was in Dali Temple, so he must be in Dali Temple, and Wei Ping'an would not lie to her.

The man quickly went in, but because Yuehua was a very important prisoner, it was necessary to meet him.

Zhong Yihuan walked in, Jin Ge looked up at her, and after looking at her for a while, he said, "I've grown up."

Zhong Yihuan said, "I want to see the moon."

Jin Ge put down the book in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "He is an important prisoner now and cannot be seen casually."

"He is mine, I will see him whenever I want."

Jin Ge looked at her for a while and smiled, and threw her a sign: "Go."

Zhong Yihuan was indeed successfully admitted to the prison with the pass sign. Yuehua lived in the innermost Tianzi cell. The environment in the prison was not good. However, because Yuehua was important, he was locked up alone in the prison. When he heard footsteps, he looked up and saw Zhong Yihuan, he was obviously stunned for a moment, stood up and shouted: "Miss."

Zhong Yihuan looked at him. He lost weight and was embarrassed. But he was still very beautiful. She looked at his face and thought to herself, why should I come here?

Why?

Do I like him?

How is that possible?

How could I like someone else?

The old princess said that people like her cannot like others, but there are always exceptions in everything. For example, her father doesn’t like the old princess very much, but she likes it all her life... Zhong Yihuan was thinking a lot, but Yuehua said: "Miss, are you here to see me?"

Zhong Yihuan didn't say anything.

Yuehua's eyes darkened a little and said, "You will go back, this place is too dirty, not where you should come."

He said again: "Miss, I don't know if I'm doing something wrong. My mind is very messed up. I don't know what's wrong with me."

Zhong Yihuan looked at him for a while, then exhaled and said, "Why save me?"

Yuehua was stunned and soon realized that what she was talking about that day.

Yuehua said: "I don't know either, I just don't want something wrong with you."

Zhong Yihuan didn't say anything for a long time, just looked at Yuehua, looked at her for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief: "The princess said someone had hypnotized you, and some of your memories were not real."

Yuehua nodded, with a little confused look on her face: "The princess told me that she asked me to think specifically and helped me organize it..." He said regretfully: "I am not Jiang He, I am not the son of Mr. Chen... I'm sorry..." If he is not Jiang He, then his so-called revenge before would be a joke.

He failed Zhong Yihuan.

Yuehua lowered her head and was silent for a long time before saying, "But I don't know who I am. The princess said that what Qi Shaoqin told me was fake. All my memories I thought were told by others and hinted by others. They said it over and over again, and I believed it, taking it for granted, but now..." He paused and whispered: "Who am I?

Miss, can you tell me?"

After coming out of Dali Temple, the cold and cold air finally dissipated a little. Zhong Yihuan sat on the steps in the yard, and she needed to calm down.

But Yuehua's face always appeared in front of him. He asked her at a loss: "Miss, who am I..." Who am I?

who is he?

Who is Yuehua?

Zhong Yihuan wants to know more than he does.
Chapter completed!