The Secret She Doesn't Know 7

  Maple's small hands were busy, but her face didn't show any unusual expression. Seeing Ming Yuexiang's calm demeanor and no signs of sadness, she honestly replied:

  "Miss, you used to be indifferent to everything. You would sit there alone all day, staring blankly into space. Even when I, your maid, spoke to you, you wouldn't respond."

  Not to mention reading books, even when you were a kid and I gave you dolls to play with, you would just abandon them and not care about anything.

  The king saw you like this and didn't send you to school. He specially invited a teacher to teach you to read and paint.

  You don't like to talk, and Master is alone in teaching. You don't answer his questions, nor do you look at him. There's no interaction, and I don't know how your studies are going.

  After a few times, after walking for several husbands, King Wang also didn't care about these things.

  It was like this all along.

  After Jing Feng said this, Ming Yuqiong's mind did flash with a few scenes.

  A figure was a slender little girl, at midnight when the moon was bright, secretly holding a night pearl, sitting in the corner reading a book, she absorbed the knowledge in the book with great eagerness and thirst, looking very serious.

  That little girl looks like she's under ten years old, but judging from her facial features, that is indeed the young Ming Yuqiong.

  Another scene is at midnight, when Xiaoming Yu Kong always gets up on time and walks outwards. His movements are extremely agile, walking quietly without a sound, looking like he has internal power and understands qinggong.

  At this time, a black shadow always flashes outside the door, as if someone quickly ran past.

  These two pieces are relatively clear, and there are also some scattered ones that don't know what they are.

  She tried hard to recall these fragmented pieces, originally they had a book, but where was the book now?

  As her memories returned, a severe pain shot through her temples, pulling at the nerves on her scalp, making her head ache to the point of bursting and rendering her completely unable to think any further.

  As the pain slowly faded away, Ming Yuleng slowly opened her eyes.

  She didn't know how long she had been thinking, but when she came back to herself, Feng'er had already withdrawn, and the room was left with only the fragrance of jasmine incense burning in the censer, quiet enough that she could hear her own breathing.

  Ming Yuqiong raised her hands, her eyes deep and profound, her face expressionless as she stared at the pair of slender white hands in front of her.

  Even after several days, she still felt unfamiliar with it.

  It doesn't matter if it's your face or hands, you'll get used to seeing them eventually.

  Now she feels more estranged from her own self than this person in front of her.

  She originally thought that she was just an ordinary girl who was discriminated against by her family because of her autism, but now it seems that this body should have some strange secrets that she doesn't know about.

  It's like her memories of her past life, she always felt that there were some gaps, as if they had been cut out of a movie, and some periods of time were completely blank, without even the slightest impression.

  Whether it's about the inner strength possessed by Ben Zun or the knowledge he possesses.

  None of the people in the palace knew, including Wang Fu, Ming Wang Ye, Ming Yu Jin, Ding Ce Fei, and Ming Ru Xue. Even her closest confidant, Feng Er, was unaware.

  According to the memories in her mind, Ming Yujing's autism was not pretended, but why did an autistic person have such a deep secret?

  There is also a black shadow outside the house in memory. As soon as he appears, Ming Yuqiong gets up and goes out. Is Ming Yuqiong's internal force taught by him?