The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 922 - 618 Because He Actually Cried, Memory Restored_2

Chapter 922: Chapter 618 Because He Actually Cried, Memory Restored_2

At this moment, Dabai walked over to Susu with its four limbs carrying its bulky body, and when it looked up at the tigon, it felt a sense of intimidation, for, being a beast as well, it harbored fear towards other more ferocious and formidable creatures.

Dabai advanced two steps, then laid down beside the tigon.

The tigon, with eyes as big as bronze bells, glanced at Dabai but didn’t stop it from settling beside him.

Seeing Dabai, Susu happily threw herself onto its body, huffing with excitement. She climbed swiftly onto Dabai’s back, stood up, then reclined against the tigon, continuing to climb upwards.

Taotao, seeing Susu climb up, followed suit.

Feng Qingyan, witnessing this harmonious scene, couldn’t help but praise them, "Taotao and Susu are so smart, and Dabai is clever too, even knows to help them."

Jun Moqing thought of Xiǎo Jīu as a child every time he saw Susu and nodded in agreement, "Xiǎo Jīu was just like that when she was young."

Feng Qingyan noticed that Jun Moqing often mentioned Xiǎo Jīu and remembered he had said that Xiǎo Jīu’s mother left when she was just two months old, so it was Jun Moqing who had raised Xiǎo Jīu by himself, and thus he knew her very well.

"It’s evident that Xiǎo Jīu is very intelligent."

Jun Moqing said, "Of course, with our genes, we couldn’t possibly have a stupid child."

Feng Qingyan, "..." So narcissistic~

She watched Jun Moqing intently for a while, noting such excellent genes; no wonder he was so narcissistic.

Jun Moqing took his gaze off her and looked at Feng Qingyan, "Let’s go."

Feng Qingyan looked at him with confusion, "Huh?"

Jun Moqing explained, "I’m going to restore your memories."

Feng Qingyan then realized that Jun Moqing had indeed said he would help her restore her memories, although she hadn’t lost any... But since Jun Moqing wanted to try, she would let him try, just to let him give up.

"...Okay."

Jun Moqing led Feng Qingyan to his own room, which wasn’t far, and it took only a short walk to get there.

He pushed open the door and entered first.

Feng Qingyan also walked in and immediately smelled the faint scent of bamboo leaves, which was very pleasant.

Xue Huai brought over two cups of hot tea, placed them on the table, and then excused himself, closing the door behind him as he left.

Feng Wuyou saw Feng Qingyan following Jun Moqing into the room and stopped Xue Huai, "Have my father and mother started yet?"

Having already experienced it three times, Feng Wuyou had complete faith in her father’s abilities.

But now, she was very eager to see how her mother would be after regaining her memories.

Xue Huai shook his head, "I’m not sure."

Feng Wuyou pouted, "Didn’t you just come from the room? How could you not know?"

Xue Huai said, "I left right after serving the tea."

"Fine then," Feng Wuyou glanced a few times at Jun Moqing’s Guest Room, although she too had gone through the process, at the time she was dazed and knew nothing.

Xue Huai asked, "Would you like some pastries?"

Feng Wuyou thought for a moment, knowing that restoring memories was not a quick matter; she remembered that from when Xiao Jinyan was waiting.

"You decide on the preparation."

"Alright," Xue Huai turned and left.

When he reappeared, his hands carried an additional two plates of pastries and a cup of tea, and he’d also brought a chair with him.

Feng Wuyou sat on the chair, eating pastries and drinking tea, while waiting for her father and mother to come out.

Xiao Jinyan, being busy with official duties, couldn’t keep Xiǎo Jīu company, otherwise, he would surely be waiting with her at this moment.

Inside the room, incense was lit, and its light, refreshing fragrance filled the entire space, relaxing the spirit.

Feng Qingyan sat on the couch, watching Jun Moqing approach, and asked, "Are we starting?"

Jun Moqing sat down on the couch, picked up a teacup, and handed it to her, "Have some tea first."

Seeing his unhurried demeanor, Feng Qingyan became a bit impatient herself. She took the teacup from his hands and sipped twice, the aroma spreading and the flavor sweet. It was good tea.

Turning, she glanced at Jun Moqing and saw he was leisurely sipping his tea, seemingly having forgotten about restoring her memories, now not in a hurry to start.

Without asking what was on her mind, he assumed her cooperation was simply to let him resign himself to the outcome.

Having come to terms with it, she too began leisurely drinking her tea.

Feng Wuyou finished two plates of pastries and saw no movement from the tightly closed door, but she wasn’t anxious; Xiao Jinyan was only at the beginning at this stage.

Xue Huai brought a new cup of tea and two more plates of pastries in front of Feng Wuyou, then took the empty dishes and cup away quietly.

Seeing the two plates of pastries, Feng Wuyou wasn’t surprised; she didn’t need to ask to know they were made by Xue Huai.

During the wait, she suddenly thought of her elder brother, Jun Wuxian. Now that their mother had been found, she hadn’t seen her brother visit the palace—had their father forgotten to notify him?