Chapter 1070: Don’t Have Anything to Do with Ning Zheyan

Ning Zheyan raised the corners of her lips slightly, feeling shocked: "How do you know?"

"I asked the emperor to go to Peony Island to find snow pills for you." Irene turned around and said very simply. Her words, actions and eyes were very capable and decisive, completely unlike the gentle and graceful queen she saw during the day. attitude.

Ning Zheyan's expression changed, but she still raised the corners of her red lips: "Why?"

"Because this is what I owe you, so I want to return it to you. You don't know me, but I know you. You thought today was the first time we met, but it's not." Eileen raised her eyebrows frivolously: " So, Mr. Ning, please don’t think that... Mu Jin has some special feelings for you. He just treats you as a friend and wants to give you some warmth at the last moment of your life. He has no other meaning. "

"What do you mean?" Irene only said a few words, but every word struck a chord in Ning Zheyan's heart.

Ning Zheyan's charming face was full of surprise and cruelty.

"When did I see you? And when did I save you?" In just a moment, Ning Zheyan's memories were stretched to the year he was born. However, the person in front of him really made him feel a very special feeling. A familiar feeling, as if they had been a couple before. He knew him well, and she also knew him well.

But he really couldn't remember when he had met her, and when he had such a deep relationship with her.

"Master Ning, when you saw me today, did you really not feel that I was very familiar to you?" No matter how well Ning Zheyan hid it at that time, his eyes still exposed him.

"Yes, I think you are very familiar to me, but I can't remember you at all, and I am sure that I have never lost my memory." Ning Zheyan's eyes carefully studied Irene's face.

The more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes, and the familiarity seems to come out of my mouth, but I don't know what to say when I open my mouth.

Irene nodded, and Ning Zheyan's reaction showed that time had really flown back.

People who have met before will feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity when they meet again, but they don't know where that sense of familiarity comes from.

"That's just what you think, Mr. Ning, and that memory is not good for you, Mr. Ning, so it's best that Mr. Ning doesn't think about it. From the beginning, I didn't intend to let Mr. Ning know me, but Now I feel it is necessary for me to tell you this. I owe you everything from the beginning, and Mu Jin is just repaying it on my behalf." Irene looked at Ning Zheyan sincerely.

Ning Zheyan was the white lotus that bloomed on the top of the snow-capped mountains. He was used to the cold and had never felt the warmth of the sun. But one day, a beam of light shone on Ning Zheyan, and he felt very warm. Slowly Slowly he became dependent on that beam of light.

He thought that this beam of light was born for him, but he did not know that this beam of light was only a small part of the sun. It was just projected in when the sun illuminated the earth.

And Irene had the responsibility to tell Ning Zheyan all this.

Tell him: You don't like that beam of light, you just like the warmth that that beam of light brings to you.

"I still don't understand, I still can't remember. What do you owe me?" Ning Zheyan's eyes became more and more confused. The harder he tried to remember, the more sadness he felt in his chest. .

"Mr. Ning, if one day you have a very sad dream, then in that dream is what you want to know." Irene paused: "But I still hope that you will never realize that dream."

Ning Zheyan narrowed her coquettish eyes and struggled for a long time before saying, "Have we ever been in love?"

When Ning Zheyan said these words, his heart hurt even more.

For just a second, he thought he was right.

Erin fluttered her eyelashes, took a deep breath, and felt her nose was a little sore: "We have never been in love, but you did do a lot for me, and everything now is just me repaying you."

"Tell me, what happened between us?" Ning Zheyan stepped forward and grabbed Irene's arm, and said excitedly, with a very urgent tone.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?" It took a long time for Irene to say this.

After hearing these words, Ning Zheyan slowly let go of Irene's arm, with a surprised look on her face.

"That happened in the last life, but I still remember it, but you can't remember it anymore." Irene could only use this to deceive Ning Zheyan, otherwise Ning Zheyan would definitely pursue it to the end.

"What did you say? Reincarnation?" Ning Zheyan obviously didn't believe it, but he believed it in his heart, because he looked very familiar with Irene.

"You were very kind to me in your last life, but I already have a husband. In the end, you died because of me, so I will let Mu Jin repay you in this life." Irene thought for a long time before saying slowly.

"Is what you said true?" Ning Zheyan has begun to believe it: "Then tell me, what did I do wrong in my previous life? Why do I have such a body in this life? Why do you want me to be worse than dead? Alive?"

Irene was immediately caught in a dilemma. The more she spoke now, the more Ning Zheyan asked.

Didn't she promise that she would have nothing to do with Ning Zheyan in this life?

Irene shook her head hard, throwing away all her previous thoughts. When she opened her eyes, the tea that Yin Sheng and Feng Yin drank was already cold, and several palace maids were bringing the cold tea. go out.

She couldn't see Ning Zheyan like this, let alone say a word to Ning Zheyan.

But how should she make Ning Zheyan understand?

Or did she misunderstand Ning Zheyan?

Forget it, let's wait until Mu Jin comes back.

Mu Jin became even busier after having a daughter. Whenever she had a little time, she would run from the front court to the harem to see the little princess. Once she saw her, she didn't want to leave.

The memorials were not approved until very late every night.

It was as if he felt uncomfortable all over after not being able to see the little princess for an hour.

No, just in the middle of the dinner, Mu Jin sneaked back and came to the little princess's cradle. She looked left and right, fearing that she might be missing a piece of flesh after not seeing her for a couple of hours.

The palace people had a tacit understanding and did not mention the fact that the little princess almost fell to the ground.

"Look, you're not afraid of turning your daughter into a monster." As soon as Irene walked into the little princess's room, she saw Mu Jin sitting in front of the little princess's cradle. In front of the princess, it was as if a huge sugar cube was about to melt.

Mu Jin then raised her head with a smile and said, "Can't understand. When Su'er is older, I can hold her in my arms and approve the memorial."