"Ahh Xia Yuan knocked on Wen Mu's door, but he wasn't ready to wait for a response from the room, "I'm in." ”

"Hmm." A muffled grunt came from inside the room.

What Xia Yuan saw when he entered the room was Wen Mutuo on the bed, covering his head with a quilt.

He walked over and pulled the quilt down a little: "How's that?" Does it still hurt. ”

Wen Mo turned his back to Xia Yuan and nodded almost invisibly.

"I'll help you make a bowl of ginger soup." Xia Yuan bent down and kissed Wen Mu's hair, "Wait for me to come back." ”

"Hmm." A blush crept up her cheeks along the roots of Wen Muan's ears.

Xia Yuan saw it in his eyes, chuckled, full of doting.

Wen Mu wrapped the quilt and shrunk herself tighter, repeating the picture of that day in Loulan in her mind.

"Miss Wen, what are you doing squatting there?" Xia Yuan leaned against the door and looked at Wen Mu who didn't know what he was doing in the courtyard.

"Ah, Master Xia, why did you get up." Wen Mu, who was fiddling with medicinal herbs, turned around after hearing Xia Yuan's voice.

"It's a little stuffy in the room, so I'll come out and breathe." Xia Yuan looked at the sky, he came out because he wanted to see you!

"By the way, you wait, I'll get you a chair."

"Huh? Don't bother......" Xia Yuan was about to reach out to stop Wen Mu, but Wen Mu stood up first and walked into the room.

She didn't know where in the house she moved a small chair and put it in the yard.

"Young Master Xia, you can sit here for a while, and I will continue to help Young Master Chu dry the medicinal materials."

After saying that, Wen Mu squatted in front of the pile of medicinal herbs again and continued to fiddle with it.

Xia Yuan sat on the chair and looked at Wen Mu's serious back, a little distracted, and gradually overlapped the two Wen Mu's shadows together...... Aren't they the same person......

"Miss Wen."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I ...... I regained my memory. ”

Wen Mu slowed down the movement of his hand: "Well, isn't that great?" ”

Wouldn't it be necessary to think about the mandarin duck together......

"I want to regain the crown prince from Xia Yi's hands."

"Well, if there's anything you need help with, though, it's too microscopic." Why be sad? Isn't that a good thing? Xia Gongzi is already talented and beautiful with Mandarin Ducks, I should be happy for them. Wen Mo couldn't control it, and his eyes blurred.

"So...... Well...... That one...... How to say that...... Wen Muan, if I become the crown prince again, you ...... Would you like to be my crown princess? Xia Yuan looked away with some embarrassment.

Wen Mu looked up suddenly, and tears overflowed from her eyes along her movements. Turning his head to look at Xia Yuan, he happened to see the roots of his reddened ears.

Xia Yuan swept towards Wen Mu with his afterglow, but unexpectedly swept the tears on Wen Muan's face, and he was a little flustered in an instant.

"Uh...... That one...... Miss Wen, if you don't want to, you don't have to force it, ah...... What, don't cry yet. ”

Xia Yuan took out his handkerchief, wanting to wipe away Wen Mu's tears. But her hand was grabbed.

Wen Mo wiped her tears, and the tears still flowed out: "No, I'm very happy, really, I thought that if you recovered your memory, you would remember that the person you loved in the past has always been Sister Mandarin Duck." ”

"Ah Duck? Ah Yang and I are not what you think. Xia Yuan couldn't help but hug Wen Mu into his arms, "She's just my sister." ”

"You're the one I've hidden deep in my heart."

Wen Mu buried his face in Xia Yuan's chest, smelling the good smell on his body, very relieved.

"Hmm."