She took a deep breath and said, "I hope Master can figure it out."
Xiao Chengyi rubbed her head: "Why do you want to get your memory back? I still hope you can be carefree and heartless."
Mu Yun'an pursed his lips: "I don't want it."
She hugged Xiao Chengyi's waist and lay in his arms and said, "I will be jealous."
Xiao Chengyi chuckled and asked her: "Why?"
Mu Yunan said: "She is not your Yan Yan without my memory. How can you like someone else? It doesn't work if she looks exactly the same."
Xiao Chengyi watched her become jealous, and he laughed: "Then what if you can't remember it for the rest of your life? Don't I want to be a monk for the rest of my life?"
"Bah, bah, bah, don't talk about monks."
Mu Yun'an felt sad when she heard the word "monk". She said: "So, I'm here to accompany you. I know you must be very lonely with the memories of the past. In the future, I will accompany you, and all the happiness and sorrow will be with us."
Let’s share it together.”
When Xiao Chengyi heard this, his heart moved violently. He held Mu Yun'an's thin lips behind her ear and said, "Thank you, Yan Yan."
He, Yan Yan, always runs towards him without hesitation, giving him great surprises.
The next day.
When Shen Yunxi woke up from her dream, she felt her head was still dizzy.
She was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the bed curtain above her head.
The dream I had last night came to mind again.
She dreamed that she was Wen Qian again, and that kind of chaotic feeling seemed like a dream but not a dream.
Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the room was pushed open. Shen Yunxi heard the movement and looked over.
Then Wu Xuanye walked in under the morning light, still holding a food box in his hand.
She remembered what this man had said yesterday, and every word was still ringing in her ears.
She was born as a young lady in the general's palace and was favored by thousands of people. Now she lowered her figure for a man, but was ruthlessly humiliated.
It simply brings disgrace to their general's mansion.
Thinking of this, Shen Yunxi's temper grew. She turned her head away, not wanting to pay attention to him.
When Wu Xuanye saw this, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes. The little girl had quite a backbone.
Did he think she would please him?
Wu Xuanye put down the food box, walked over and asked, "How do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Shen Yunxi looked at the wall and said in a distant tone: "I don't need to bother the Holy Son."
As soon as she finished speaking, the man suddenly held her wrist and took her pulse.
Shen Yunxi forgot to break away for a moment. Seeing Wu Xuanye's serious look, she felt a little aggrieved.
Yesterday, he said those humiliating words to her without mercy, but now she acted like a normal person, without even a single explanation.
After thinking about it, she spoke first: "I burned out my brain yesterday and talked nonsense. Don't take it to heart."
"I don't take it to heart. It's just your random thoughts. How can you maintain your health like this? After all, I still need your blood to survive!"
Wu Xuanye said it with a relaxed expression, as if he was kind to her just because her blood was useful.
Shen Yunxi's eyes turned red when she heard this. She bit her lip and said bitterly: "Don't worry, you won't die as long as I'm here."
She said this, but in her heart she was angry, thinking that she would drag him with her even if she died.
Wu Xuanye chuckled lightly, released her hand, then took the plum blossom hairpin from his arms and asked, "Is this your thing?"