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. Grandma warned, "Although you are not a saint anymore, you can't let the people in the tribe know about this, 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 recover her memory?"

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

Jun Moqing added: "Then I'll have to trouble you, mother-in-law."

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 for a few times, then glanced at Feng Qingyan. The difference between the two faces was obvious.

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

My 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 didn't expect what you said was true. I also didn't expect that I would have a 20-year-old daughter...who would become a grandmother before she could experience the joy of being a mother."

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

Feng Qingyan looked at him in confusion.

Jun Moqing continued, "We have been apart for twenty years. How many twenty years are there in a person's 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 and said, "We will be together from now on. We can't waste any more time."

Feng Qingyan was stunned 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 when she was younger, the gap wouldn't be that 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. I'm a little uncomfortable sleeping on the same bed with a man all of a sudden."

Jun Moqing was a little confused, "What's there to be uncomfortable about? We've been apart 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 sitting up all night could 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 old." 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 was deliberately taking off her clothes in front of him.

"You said I'm old?"

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

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 put 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 before."

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red when she thought about what he said. Who would have thought that he would be so dirty when he opened his mouth? How did such words come out of Jun Moqing's mouth?

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 were old, you just didn'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 opened her eyes wide, and was a little confused as she watched the man in front of her take off his clothes without saying a word.

"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 her best 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 bed, 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 beside her didn't move, and she 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 beside her.

She stretched, got up and started to get dressed.

After I got dressed and 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.

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

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

Jun Moqing pushed the breakfast in front of Ming Tian Feng Qing Yan, "This is what Qing Rong 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 were delicious in the past.

But after eating the breakfast made by Xiaojiu, I found that the taste was 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 trying to make me happy, but I didn't expect that she would really do it."

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

Jun Moqing didn't actually teach her anything. He spoiled his daughter a lot and never 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.

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So Xiaojiu did not have a rebellious period and his entire childhood was happy.

He is also very courageous and will tell him anything.

This is probably what it means when an unexpected result comes to fruition.

Even a child who is educated with 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 busy 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 at once. She frowned and seemed to be in pain.

I don’t know what I was thinking about, but 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 name for a long time, and he felt like he was back in the summer twenty-one years ago.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

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

Jun Moqing said: "I just recovered my memory, so my head will hurt a little. If it hurts, just sleep for a while."

"I don't want to sleep anymore." Feng Qingyan said as she sat up from the bed and threw herself into Jun Moqing's arms. Her voice suddenly became hoarse.

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

Jun Moqing patted his wife in his arms as if to comfort her, "I am too 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, and 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, she raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Can you say it again with a clear conscience?"

Hearing this, Jun Moqing raised his hand and touched his heart, 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 opened her eyes wide, "In the twenty years since I was away from you, you've become a bad person."

Jun Moqing explained: "I didn't."

Feng Qingyan raised her eyebrows, "Then why did you lie 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 never used to say such sweet words.

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

"After I'm gone, will Little Nine cry for his mother?"

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 been crying, right? She was crying and looking for her mother everywhere, but it was a pity that I wasn't by her side." Feng Qingyan felt more and more distressed as she spoke. Her eyes turned red and she showed signs of tears about to fall 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 me some candy and she would stop crying..."

“…”

Seeing that her face 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 she was only two months old when she left, and it was normal for her daughter not to cry or make a fuss since she didn't remember her.

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, "Are you crying?"

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

Feng Qingyan: "..." Is her disappearance dispensable? She was a little angry, came out of Jun Moqing's arms, and turned her head away from 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 since I was a child."

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

He was seven years old that year and was also 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 didn't even shed a tear.

He was sixteen years old 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 still did not 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.

Sad as this, but still no tears? 　Good night!

(End of this chapter)