Chapter 634: After Recovering My Memory, I Tell the Truth

If Feng Qingyan had not abdicated, she would not have revealed this secret even if she died of old age.

Although I expected Jun Moqing's words to be true, I was still shocked for a long time when I heard my mother-in-law say it herself.

This saint not only lost her virginity, but also had a child.

If the people in the tribe knew about this, they would probably go berserk.

The mother-in-law instructed: "Although you are no longer a saint, you cannot let anyone in the tribe know about this. Do you understand?"

Feng Qingyan also knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded vigorously, "Mother-in-law, I understand."

Jun Moqing asked: "Mother-in-law, is there any way to help Feng'er regain her memory?"

Grandma said: "The method used to delete her memory was very ancient, but restoring her memory is neither difficult nor easy."

Jun Moqing said again: "Then there is Granny Lao."

Feng Qingyan raised her head and looked at Jun Moqing, and found that he spoke a little bluntly, but he had a handsome face.

The mother-in-law glanced at Jun Moqing a few times, then glanced at Feng Qingyan. The difference between the two faces was obvious.

Thinking that he is a master of Xuanmen and different from ordinary people, I feel relieved.

Mother-in-law said she was ready and went into the house to rest.

Feng Qingyan sat on a stool, holding a teacup in her hand, still not recovering from the shock of learning the truth.

Jun Moqing noticed that she had been silent, so he asked gently, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qingyan raised her head and looked at Jun Moqing. She was very happy to think that such a young and handsome man was her husband.

only……

"I never thought what you said was true. I also never thought I would have a 20-year-old daughter... I have become a grandmother before I even experienced the joy of being a mother."

Jun Moqing sighed: "It's quite regrettable."

Feng Qingyan looked at him puzzledly.

Jun Moqing continued, "We have been separated for twenty years. How many twenty years does a person have in his life? We have missed twenty years, and Xiaojiu has also missed twenty years of maternal love."

Feng Qingyan was stunned when she heard the question. Jun Moqing was right. How many twenty years can one have in a lifetime?

Twenty years were wasted between them.

Jun Moqing held her in his arms, "We will be together from now on, so we can't waste time anymore."

Feng Qingyan was startled again. Looking at the young Jun Moqing, she couldn't help but touch her face. If she had known that she would have such a young and handsome husband, she would have taken good care of this face.

Maybe if she was younger, the gap wouldn't be so big when she was with him.

At night, when Feng Qingyan was about to rest, she saw Jun Moqing sitting there and not leaving. She asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Jun Moqing put down the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes to look at her, and then glanced at the bed behind her, "I want to sleep in the same bed with you tonight."

Feng Qingyan refused directly, "No."

Jun Moqing asked: "Why?"

"I haven't recovered my memory yet. Although I've confirmed that you are my husband, I've always slept alone. It's a bit strange to suddenly sleep on the same bed with a man."

Jun Moqing was a little confused, "What's there to be uncomfortable about? We've been separated for twenty years, do you want one more day?"

Feng Qingyan: “…”

"Twenty years have passed, so one day won't make a difference."

Jun Moqing was somewhat helpless, "Then I won't go to bed."

Feng Qingyan said: "It's not comfortable to sit all night."

She just didn't understand: how could sitting all night be more comfortable than lying in bed?

He had to sit in the room and watch her.

Jun Moqing said as a matter of course, "You can let me go to bed."

Feng Qingyan: “…”

"Sure enough, I'm getting older." Feng Qingyan said, then walked to the bed and began to take off her clothes.

Jun Moqing stood up and walked over, sat down on the bed, raised his head and looked at Feng Qingyan. It was as if Feng Qingyan deliberately took off her clothes in front of him.

"You said I was old?"

Feng Qingyan paused in taking off her clothes and snorted, "It's just that I'm older."

Jun Moqing said seriously: "I am normal in every aspect. If you don't believe me, you can check it out."

Feng Qingyan looked Jun Moqing up and down in confusion. Although he had a handsome face and looked young, his personality was not young at all.

"How can I check this? I'm not a doctor."

"It's very simple." Jun Moqing looked at Feng Qingyan steadily, took her hand and placed it on his chest.

Feng Qingyan placed her hand on his chest. Although he looked thin, his chest muscles were very strong. His robe was a spring style and very thin, but she could still feel his strong heartbeat.

Jun Moqing then continued: "I can keep you bedridden for three days like I did before."

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed when she thought about what he said. Who would have thought that it would be fine if he didn't say anything, but as soon as he opened his mouth he would say dirty jokes?

How did Jun Moqing say this?

Seeing that she remained silent, Jun Moqing asked again, "Why, you don't believe it?"

Feng Qingyan said coquettishly: "Who wants to believe this?"

Jun Moqing said: "This is the best way to prove whether a person is old or not."

"Stop talking." Feng Qingyan glared at Jun Moqing, took off her clothes, lifted the quilt and lay down in it. The quilt was pulled up very high, leaving only her head exposed.

Jun Moqing looked at her actions in confusion and asked, "Didn't you say I'm old?"

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but roll her eyes, "I didn't say you're old, you just don't listen."

Jun Moqing nodded helplessly, "I understand."

Feng Qingyan asked: "What do you understand?"

Jun Moqing didn't say anything, but stood up and began to take off his clothes slowly.

Feng Qingyan widened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her taking off his clothes without saying a word, feeling a little confused.

"How do you take off your clothes?"

Jun Moqing glanced at Feng Qingyan as he took off his clothes and said, "Go to sleep."

Feng Qingyan: "..." What kind of train of thought is this?

How did she fall in love with him back then?

Is it just because of this face?

Just when Feng Qingyan was confused, Jun Moqing had already taken off his coat, lifted the quilt, and lay down beside her.

Feng Qingyan seemed to be frightened and tried to move forward. She was either shy or just not used to it. After sleeping alone for so many years, who could get used to sleeping with a man suddenly?

The two of them stared at each other.

Jun Moqing spoke first, "Go to sleep, I was just joking."

Feng Qingyan's mouth twitched. Are you sure you were joking just now?

Jun Moqing's face and tone, when he was joking you thought it was real, and when you thought it was a joke, it was actually real... you couldn't tell the difference.

How could Feng Qingyan sleep with a man lying next to her?

Lying in the same quilt, you can feel each other's body temperature through the thin clothes.

Winter is supposed to be cold, but now she felt warm in the quilt.

The man next to me didn't move at all. I didn't know if he was asleep or not.

Feng Qingyan didn't know when she fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, Jun Moqing was no longer by her side.

She stretched, got up and started to get dressed.

After getting dressed, I came out of the house. It was already noon outside.

I saw Jun Moqing sitting in the yard, holding a teacup in his hand, drinking tea slowly.

"Where is my mother-in-law?" She walked over briskly and sat down in front of him.

Jun Moqing picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of tea. "Mother-in-law said she went to find some herbs that will help you recover your memory."

"Oh, my mother-in-law knows some medical skills." Feng Qingyan picked up the teacup, put it to her lips and took a few sips to moisten her throat.

Jun Moqing pushed the breakfast in front of Ming Tian Feng Qingyan, "This is what Qingrong prepared."

"You know what, I've been hungry for a long time." Feng Qingyan picked up the bun from the plate, put it into her mouth and took a bite. The buns with cabbage and meat filling used to taste delicious.

But after eating the breakfast made by Xiaojiu, I found that the taste is incomparable.

Jun Moqing saw her eating the buns and asked, "Not to your liking?"

Feng Qingyan nodded, "Well, it's not as delicious as what Xiaojiu made."

"Of course, Xiaojiu is a good cook. When she was little, she said that when she grew up, she would cook delicious food for me." Jun Moqing recalled the scene at that time, "I thought she was just trying to make me happy, but I didn't expect that she really did it."

Feng Qingyan said: "Xiaojiu is very sensible, you taught him very well."

Jun Moqing actually didn't teach her anything. He was very accustomed to his daughter and would not let her suffer any grievances. Whatever she wanted, as long as he had it and as long as he could do it, he would satisfy her.

Therefore, Xiaojiu did not have a rebellious period and was happy throughout his childhood.

He is also very brave and will tell him anything.

This is probably what it means to plant willows by accident and gain benefits.

Even a child who is educated with great care may not be as good-minded and sensible as Xiaojiu.

Feng Qingyan and Jun Moqing stayed here for three days, during which they helped their mother-in-law recover her memory.

Finally, on the fourth day, Feng Qingyan recovered her memory.

My mother-in-law is old, so she goes to the house to rest after finishing her work.

Feng Qingyan lay in bed, and had not woken up because of the medicine she had taken and the calming incense.

Jun Moqing sat in front of the bed, lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping woman, quietly waiting for her to wake up.

Although Feng Qingyan was in a coma at the moment, she was actually somewhat conscious, and was receiving a flood of memories that kept pouring into her mind.

There were too many memories for her to digest for a while. Her brows were furrowed and she seemed to be in pain.

I don’t know what I was thinking about, tears were streaming from the corners of my eyes.

Jun Moqing saw it, took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan slowly opened her eyes and saw Jun Moqing looking down at her.

She was stunned at first, then called out, "Brother Qing."

Jun Moqing hadn't heard this title for a long time, and he felt like he was back in the summer twenty-one years ago.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Feng Qingyan frowned and said, "My head hurts a bit."

Jun Moqing said: "I just recovered my memory, so my head hurts a little. If you feel uncomfortable, just sleep for a while."

"I'm not going to sleep anymore." Feng Qingyan said as she sat up from the bed, then threw herself into Jun Moqing's arms, her voice suddenly becoming hoarse.

"Brother Qing, it's been twenty years. I've been separated from you for so long. It's such a shame."

Jun Moqing patted his beloved wife in his arms soothingly, "I am so incompetent. I have searched so many places but couldn't find you."

"How can you be blamed for this? You should blame me. If it weren't for me, how could we have been separated for so long?" Feng Qingyan stared at Jun Moqing's face for a long time.

Jun Moqing asked: "What?"

Feng Qingyan touched the handsome face, which felt smooth and delicate, not at all like the skin of a 42-year-old, but not much different from that of a 21-year-old.

"You haven't changed much."

Jun Moqing nodded, "Well, you haven't changed much."

Feng Qingyan didn't believe it and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Can you say it again with a clear conscience?"

Hearing this, Jun Moqing raised his hand and touched his chest, repeating it very seriously: "You haven't changed much."

Feng Qingyan: “…”

"When did you learn to be so glib?"

She remembered the first time she saw Jun Moqing, he was as cold and aloof as an immortal, he would never say anything against his will, and he was certainly not one to speak in a slick way.

Feng Qingyan suddenly widened her eyes and said, "You have learned bad things in the twenty years since I was away from you."

Jun Moqing explained: "I don't have any."

Feng Qingyan raised her eyebrows, "Then why are you still lying to me?"

Jun Moqing said: "In my eyes, you are the same as before, there is no change."

Feng Qingyan: “…” You’re still saying no. You wouldn’t have said such sweet words before.

She suddenly thought of Xiaojiu. When she left, Xiaojiu was only two months old. He couldn't recognize people or call his mother, and he only knew how to drink milk.

"After I'm gone, will Xiaojiu cry for his mother when he's little?"

Jun Moqing said: "Yes, I have. When I see someone has a mother, I will ask me if she has a mother."

"She must have cried, right? She cried and looked for her mother everywhere, but unfortunately I wasn't by her side." Feng Qingyan felt more and more distressed as she spoke. Her eyes turned red and she was about to cry again.

"..." Jun Moqing: "She didn't cry and look for her mother."

Feng Qingyan's tears were already welling up in her eyes, but when she heard these words, she held them back.

"She didn't even cry and ask for her mother?"

"I told her to give her some candy and she would stop crying..."

“…”

Seeing that her expression was not right, Jun Moqing explained, "Xiaojiu is only three years old, he doesn't understand anything, and he is greedy. He will stop crying if he has candy."

Feng Qingyan felt that she had no weight in her daughter's eyes. She thought about how her daughter was only two months old when she left and she didn't remember her, so it was normal for her not to cry.

She stared at Jun Moqing again, seeking comfort. "What about you? Did you cry when you found that I was gone?"

Jun Moqing, "...I,"

Feng Qingyan thought he was embarrassed, "Crying?"

Jun Moqing was silent for a while, then said something heartbreaking, "...I can't cry."

Feng Qingyan: "..." So her disappearance is dispensable?

She was a little angry. She came out of Jun Moqing's arms and turned away from looking at him.

Jun Moqing took her hand and explained, "I have a problem with this."

Feng Qingyan looked at Jun Moqing again, her eyes full of confusion, "What do you mean?"

"I have never cried once in my life."

Jun Moqing had never told anyone that in modern times, his father died in a car accident and his mother cried her eyes out.

He was seven years old that year and was very sad, but he just couldn't cry.

Others said he was too cold-blooded. He wasn't sad at all when his father passed away and he didn't even shed a tear.

He was sixteen when his mother died, and he didn't cry.

In that world, he no longer had any blood relatives and was alone. He was obviously very sad, but he still couldn't shed a single tear.

It was not until I was seventeen that I learned that I had this disability.

The year Feng Qingyan disappeared, he, who had always been calm, searched for her like crazy for three days and three nights. Looking at the pitch-black night, he felt like a piece of his heart was missing.

You are so sad, but you still have no tears?