Duan Yixin nodded to Yu Jingxian, but her mind was filled with fragments of memories. Once upon a time, she should have been sitting at a table filled with food.
Sitting next to her, Yu Jingxian, dressed in ancient clothes, said, "I have asked the imperial chef to make your favorite dish. From now on, whenever you visit the imperial palace, they will also prepare your favorite pastries."
Seeing that she didn't move her chopsticks, Yu Jingxian stopped picking food for her and asked, "Xin'er? Are you feeling unwell?"
Duan Yixin came back to her senses and looked at him. She hesitated and asked, "Jingxian, have we ever been to a place with a pavilion in the middle of the lake? There seemed to be a few people sitting next to us, but I couldn't remember their faces."
As soon as Yu Jingxian heard her question, the chopsticks in his hand fell to the table. He grabbed her hands and asked with expectation in his eyes, "Xin'er, have you remembered everything?"
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