"Young owner, what did Yilan do wrong? Since you have entered the door of the villa, you are the people of the villa, and you can't just give me away like a thing. A woman was on her knees and weeping, and she had been crying for two days without eating or drinking since she had been told that she was going to go to the kingdom, and at last she saw the man come in.

"Don't cry anymore, crying won't change anything, start in seven days, you should prepare earlier." Just this sentence without any emotion, and walked out of the middle of the road after speaking.

In the year 258 of Jing'an, at night, Li Ye Villa, the young owner Li Shaohui, who had just succeeded to the throne last year, was pacing in the study in a bored manner. On the bookcase is the handwritten letter of Hua Wulone, the sixth prince of Shangguo, and the content is to ask him to send Qiu Yilan, the concubine of Xinna, two months ago, to him, otherwise he will meet in battle.

Ylang-ylang? He hadn't paid attention to this woman who came inexplicably two months ago, and if he hadn't asked her by name in the letter, maybe he would never have remembered her. Shao Hui admits that he is not a romantic person, although he has been the successor of the villa since he was a child, since the age of 14, his father and mother often arrange some women to be by his side, but he has never had feelings for anyone. Sometimes, it's just an obligation.

I've seen each other twice, and I almost didn't even say a word, but why did the six princes of the kingdom ask her by name? Maybe it's just because she's still an innocent woman, maybe it's just for humiliation.

All his movements, the kingdom is almost completely aware of the way.

Revolt? What is the capital?

"Young owner, Yilan touches the pillar." Report of the personal hidden guard Ake.

"What?" Shao Hui turned around suddenly, his face pale.

"I've been saved, and my life is worry-free."

Sitting down, my heart seems to be emptied, this is a feeling of powerlessness. The women around her are asked for by others, but they can't refuse, "Silly woman, looking for death?" Just for me? Is it worth it?" He muttered.

Hua Wu is lonely, frivolous, romantic, has a good skin, but does not learn countless things, only knows how to linger in the fireworks all day long, is the most absurd of the twelve adult princes of the kingdom, but also the most troublesome one.

"Miss, you're awake, you're finally awake!" There was a cry of surprise and tears in my ears, and I opened my eyes with difficulty. It's so bright. There was silence and darkness for a long time, and the eyes pierced by the sudden light closed tightly. It hurt all over my body, as if my bones had been broken, and it was extremely difficult to even lift my hand.

"Miss, wake up, wake up" was still the voice of concern like a silver bell.

With difficulty, he raised his hand to block the dazzling light, and slowly opened his eyes. In front of me was a little girl who was not very good-looking, but very delicate, kneeling on the edge of the bed, at most sixteen or seventeen years old. White skin, big eyes full of bloodshots, red, and full of tears.

"Where is this? Who are you. Chapped lips and a weak, hoarse voice startled even himself.

"Miss, you, what's wrong with you?" The little girl's tears finally rolled down her face, and she stretched out her hands to shake them.

I just pushed it gently, and it felt like my head was about to crack. "Ah, don't." Ylang let out a loud moan.

She took away her hand in fright, looked at it helplessly, and for a while, "You, don't move, I'll go find someone, I'll go find a doctor." She got up from the ground in terror and ran out of the ground as fast as she could.

The hand that fell on the forehead felt a thick gauze, and it seemed that it was injured. Where is this? Hospital? No, there is no smell of disinfectant water here. Turning his head slightly, he was lying on a shelf bed, a very large shelf bed. Nowadays, there are very few people who can use shelf beds, such a big shelf bed, how big should this bedroom be, Yilan looked inexplicably at the place where he could see, trying to recall everything.

How did you end up here? I just remember running out of the house after a big fight with my boyfriend, and then what? And then...... No impression.

No, it can't be that you came out and got hurt, right? I don't know what to do.

I wanted to go to see this house, but I still didn't get up after several efforts, but I was drenched in sweat, and I had no choice but to give up. Before I could catch my breath, through the curtain, I saw the door open in the distance, how big this room must be. There was sunlight outside, and stinging tears came out, and only four figures could be vaguely seen walking in. I was a little scared, everything was so unreal when I woke up. Hearing the sound of his heart beating suddenly, his body trembled slightly.

The first person to open the curtain was a young man wearing a moon-white robe, a jade belt waist, and long hair pulled high, he was so handsome, beautiful and suffocating, delicate facial features, white and tender skin, and slender figure. The slight frowning brow made it seem that he was preoccupied.

Frowning and looking at the weak and pale woman lying on the bed, Shao Hui felt that his heart was being pumped hard, even if he died, it was impossible to change the fate of being sent away, so why torture himself like this.

Behind him was a middle-aged man fifty miles away, with a gray robe, a Chinese face, a wisp of beard under his chin, and a medicine box.

Behind them were the little girl and a little boy of about the same age.

He sighed lightly, "Sir, you can take a look." "The only thing I can do now is to give her some treatment, hoping that she will be able to survive the hardships of the journey.

Lang Zhong sat down in front of the bed and cut his pulse.

"Girl, don't be nervous," Lang Zhong said softly, taking his pulse.

Ylan looked at them in horror, her heart sinking.

Traditional Chinese medicine, pulse cutting? Robes, hair bundles? This is so different from the world world in which we originally lived, no, there must be something wrong with all this. Could it be in a dream, but the pain in his body is so real.

"Girl, I heard the girl say that you can't remember the past?" Lang Zhong's gentle voice interrupted her thoughts.

"En" responded, in fact, there is a memory, but this memory is different from here, but I didn't dare to say it. It should be obvious that they know me.

He cut carefully for a moment, shook his head, and stood up.

The little girl immediately came over to help tuck the quilt and put some pillows behind her head. Her movements are very light and careful, and you can see that she is very good at taking care of others.

Seeing that they were leaving, "Wait, can you tell me what's going on?" "The voice is shallow but firm.

Lang Zhong was stunned for a moment, looked at the young man in the white robe, and saw that he nodded slightly.

"The girl's head was so badly wounded that she forgot for a moment what had happened, as is recorded in the medical books. As long as you have a good rest and recuperation, some can be recovered. Don't worry too much, relax, recuperate quietly for a while, and your body will gradually get better. If you don't feel tired, you can ask the girl to talk about the past, which may help you regain your memory. ”

"No need." Shao Hui suddenly interrupted Lang Zhong's words, "Rest more, there is no need to talk about the past." "Since you're leaving, the fewer things you remember, the less pain you'll probably have in the future. Kneeling there and crying bitterly for two days, her eyes told him that her feelings for him would never be just acquaintances.

Now I forgot about it, just right.

After speaking, he didn't wait for anyone to react, and took the lead in lifting the curtain and walked out.

There was the sound of the door closing outside.