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"Why don't I remember her?"
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The person under the influence suddenly raised his head, looked at Han Qingrang, and stammered: "Family, head of the family, have you really forgotten Queen Usuda?"
"Should I remember her? Or" Han Qingrang asked word by word: "She has been dead for hundreds of years. What happened to me and her hundreds of years ago? Is it recorded in ancient books?"
"No, head of the family, you said that you only need to remember it yourself, and you have never agreed to record it in the ancient Kshatriya books."
Little by little, the purple-gold eyes returned to their original color.
Han Qingrang seemed to have the answer in his heart. He slowly opened his eyes and said, "Her photo."
"There are some."
The picture on the projection changed, and another figure appeared.
The woman sat on a throne surrounded by roses, wearing a crown and a deep burgundy dress. The curly hair is beautiful and elegant, spread behind her
Her gray-blue eyes were so beautiful that they attracted all his attention.
Looking at her face, so familiar and so close, Han Qing's head hurt, as if she was being pricked by thousands of needles. He frowned and let out a low, muffled sound.
It hurts
My head suddenly hurts
Han Qingrang raised his hand and pressed his temples. His veins were pulsing, and his mind felt like it was going to explode.
Slowly, he knelt on the ground on one knee, and finally on both knees. He bowed his waist and buried his face in the palms of his hands. The whole room returned to silence.
"Ah¡¡"
Until a soft and clear chuckle broke the silence, Han Qingrang slowly raised his head, his face only had a vague outline in the darkness, and his hoarse voice penetrated the entire room:
¡°So, that¡¯s it¡¡±
It turns out that this is how it is
She is Ursuda, she is Ursuda.
That woman he never thought could be related to him.
"No wonderno wonder she has feelings for him. It's not for no reason, and it's not because she came to provoke him, but because he provoked her first
"Ah¡¡"
There was also ridicule in the low laughter. He was mocking himself, knowing nothing and forgetting everything that should not be forgotten.
"How many things do I still don't rememberhow many more?"
The person in the image said tremblingly: "Master, is your memory missing?"
Han Qingrang slowly stood up and looked at the person in the image, "How much do you know about my affairs? How many of them have I personally recorded in the Kshatriya?"
The person in the image replied respectfully: "Master, there is no story about you and Queen Usuda in the ancient Kshatriya books. What I know is that since the death of Queen Usuda, you have guarded her for hundreds of years, until you Going to Dongjiang and then to Xihua, I don¡¯t know the details.¡±
"Who else knows?"
The person in the image hesitated.
Who else knows?
It seems that only you know your home clearly!
While hesitating, Han Qingrang became furious and his eyes were deep: "Let me ask you, who else knows?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the person in the image immediately knelt on the ground: "The master is Yan Zhi. Yan Pheasant knows something about it. Yan Pheasant is also the only one who knows about anything that happened to the master of the house in Dongjiang and Xihua."
When the person in the image finished speaking, the image disappeared in the next second.
Han Qingrang crushed the projector, and blood oozed from his hands
The sound of clicking, clicking, clicking, in such a closed night, sounded creepy. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com