In the summer afternoon, it is the end of June, the weather is gradually getting hotter, the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion is still a prosperous scene, all kinds of carefully cultivated strange flowers compete for glory, the willow trees become shaded by themselves, the soft branches dance with the wind, and the maids under the corridor gather together to laugh and play, a quiet and good appearance.

Qiyun Yuan is a gloomy cloud, a little girl in Tsing Yi squatted in the small kitchen fanning the fire in the stove, while gently uncovering the lid of the steaming medicine jar on the stove, boiling until the fire was almost over, sniffing the smell with her nose, skillfully and neatly poured it on the tray all the way through the rain pavilion to the Qingqiu Pavilion,

"Sister Yan Bing, hasn't Miss woken up yet?" Qinglu lightly put the medicine on the table, raised her sleeve and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

"No, Miss has always been timid, and I don't know if I'm frightened this time, I'm sweating all the time, and I'm shaking all the time." Yan Bing put down the embroidery on his hand and looked worried.

"It's not to blame the second lady, what are you doing on the rockery on such a hot day, causing our miss to fall and hurt her head, she hasn't woken up for three days, who knows if such a big wound will leave a scar, Miss loves beauty so much, she will be very sad if she leaves a scar."

"Shhh

Yan Bing glanced at Qinglu helplessly and sighed.

"Now that Mama Chen is not here, the snow and the rain can't get out of bed, and the two of us can be relied on next to Miss, so we have to be vigilant."

"Good sister, I know it's wrong, it's just that Miss is unhappy, Miss has been in a coma for so long, Xiangye hasn't come to see it once, and the second lady hasn't broken any oily skin, but she is so nervous, every day I have a baby, it's really chilling!" Qinglu pouted, and her cheeks bulged like a blow.

"Ahh

Ji Wan sat up violently, his thin body was still trembling uncontrollably, his delicate little face was pale under the dim light, his forehead was full of sweat, and there seemed to be layers of black mist in his eyes as bright as stars.

The bedroom was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, Ji Wan slowly raised his eyes, and what caught his eye was the curtain of light green hibiscus patterns, the top of his head was a tassel, the hollow carved window was tightly closed, and the window was filled with specks of fine sunlight, which looked particularly quiet and beautiful.

Isn't this my boudoir? Am I not dead? How did it end up here? Ji Wan muttered.

There was a fine dull pain on his forehead, Ji Wan raised his hand and wanted to rub it but was stunned, these hands are so small, the skin is as delicate as milk, the nails are neatly trimmed, and the pink and tender are very cute.

Huge doubts shrouded Ji Guan, these hands are mine? How could it be......

Her hands have long since changed shape because of the thick calluses and scars she has suffered for many years, and even her nails have been pulled out one by one.

"Miss, you're finally awake, you're scared to death." Qinglu's crying voice interrupted Ji Guan's reverie.

Ji Wan looked at the two immature but familiar faces in front of him, and his eyes were hot, with excitement and remorse: "You are Yan Bing and Qinglu?" I'm sorry, it's all my fault, blame me for not knowing people to affect you, and now I'm dead, and we're reunited in the Netherworld. ”

"Miss, what's wrong with you, we're all fine, Sister Yan Bing, why is Miss talking nonsense, won't you really break your brain."

Qinglu probed Ji Guan's cheek with her hand, it didn't burn, did she really fall wrong? What can I do? The little face quickly collapsed, and two packets of tears welled up.

If I hadn't died, how would I have seen you again? Ji Wan smiled bitterly.

"Don't cry in a hurry, Qinglu, go and ask the doctor to come." Yan Bing's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his tone was hurried.

Qinglu sniffed, snorted, and ran out.

"Miss, don't scare the slave, what can't you die, you just fell off the rockery and injured your head and fell into a coma." Yan Bing was also a little flustered, and stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ji Guan, "Miss, you have been in a coma for three days, but you can be regarded as awake." ”

Rockery? Falls? How is it all so familiar...... Could it be that I... It's alive again...

Ji Wan only felt incredible: "Yan Bing, bring me a mirror." ”

Pressing the doubts and faintly rising hopes in his heart, Ji Wan tried to calm himself down, if this was a dream, it was too real, if it was true, Ji Wan didn't dare to continue to think about it......

Yan Bing put a delicate and small gilt tangled glass mirror in Ji Guan's palm, and Ji Wan couldn't wait to look into the mirror.

I saw that in the clear glass mirror was the face of an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, the pale and almost transparent little face was only the size of a palm, and under the two curved willow eyebrows was a pair of clear water-like eyes, the small nose would be red, and the lips were slightly pursed, looking delicate and cute, but the full forehead was wrapped with thick gauze, and the face was sickly, looking very haggard.

Isn't that what she looks like when she's twelve? Ji Wan was extremely shocked in his heart.

Could it be that she really came back to life! And it's back to the age of twelve, which is also incredible!

"Yan Bing! I'm back, I'm really alive again, you're all right, it's not a dream! Ji Wan grabbed Yan Bing's hand excitedly, and his voice trembled.

Miss won't really be crazy, Yan Bing was already stunned, if Miss really had a case, how would she explain to the dead lady. Madame was very kind to her, and she swore that she would take good care of Miss, but now Miss ......

Ji Wan saw that Yan Bing was about to shed tears, so she reacted, she should have scared her, she let go of Yan Bing's hand and smiled weakly: "I'm fine, don't worry, I just had a nightmare, the dream is too real and terrible, and it hasn't eased up yet." ”

Miss was comforting her, and Yan Bing was still a little stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly brought the medicine over: "Miss, you drink the medicine first, the doctor said that this medicine must be drunk on time, so that the effect of the medicine can be good, and licorice is added to it, it will not be very bitter——"

Ji Wan didn't wait for her to finish speaking, picked up the bowl and drank it without hesitation, the bitter potion slid over the tip of her tongue, bringing a sense of 'living' that made her almost cry.

"Miss, drink slowly." Yan Bing was stunned and looked at Ji Wan after drinking a bowl of medicine in two clicks, a little confused, the young lady who drinks medicine for a long time on weekdays is ......

"I've been lying down for too long, I'm just a little thirsty." Ji Wan calmly handed her the empty bowl.

What is this bitterness, she was full of illness in those three years, not to mention medicine, she couldn't eat enough, and she was no longer the Ji Wan who was too hard to pamper even if she drank medicine.

Being able to have a chance to do it all over again, Ji Wan couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart.