1878 You Are My Wife (1)

"How could I be your wife?" Ranran muttered.

"You're not my wife, who are you?"

Ranran's eyes were misty, her eyes were empty, and she had no focus: "Yes, who am I?" I don't even know who I am. ”

"Don't resist those memories, they are your memories, as long as you remember everything, you will understand everything." Seeing her relax her guard, Ao Zhen began to induce her earnestly, putting her big hand against the back of her heart to prevent her from going crazy again.

His voice was too seductive for her, and she relaxed and resolutely did what he asked. Huge memories came flooding back her face, almost crushing her last spiritual pillar.

The sudden stinging pain made Ran Ran cover his head violently, and the pain kept rolling in his arms. Ao Zhen couldn't help with this kind of thing at all, and she relied on her to support it alone.

Once it fails, even Ao Zhen doesn't know what the consequences will be.

"Steady your mind, don't resist, just endure it and it's over." Ranran's pupils dilated, and Ao Zhen shouted decisively.

In the dark, his voice seemed to pass through layers of barriers and reach the depths of her soul. Ranran gritted her teeth, her eyes scarlet, and slammed her head into his chest.

"Brother...... Brother, it hurts! ”

He knows, he knows.

"Ranran, just hold on." As long as you get through it, everything will pass.

For Ao Zhen, it is not a long time, and for Ranran, it seems to be as long as a century.

She didn't know how long it had been until the pain was gone. Her eyes flickered, and she fainted completely.

Ran Ran had already been changed, and she was lying on the spacious big bed with her eyes closed.

"It's been half a month, and there is still no sign of waking up, I just want to know the reason."

Returning to his own territory, Ao Zhen changed into his original clothes again, and his black robe was calm and solemn. Even the breath in the room became oppressive.

The old man standing at the head of the bed looked a little familiar, and when he heard Ao Zhen's words, he said cautiously: "Master, this situation is rare, and the subordinates can't be sure." ”

Ao Zhen frowned slightly: "Is there no other way to make her sober?" ”

"Now it seems that I am afraid that it can't be, if that one is here, I'm afraid it is still possible."

"She didn't know where to go for retreat, and she couldn't find anyone." He hadn't been in contact with anyone since he died a thousand years ago.

Even their children did not know his whereabouts.

Now, although he has returned, not many people know about it.

The old man sighed, suddenly thought of an object, and said tentatively: "The bracelet that one brought to His Highness back then should be useful." ”

"Red bracelets?" Ao Zhen naturally knew it, and he was very impressed.

The old man nodded: "If that one can't come in person, I'm afraid only that kind of thing can help." ”

"I see." Ao Zhen gave Hei Lie a try, and the next second Hei Lie disappeared into the bedroom.

After a while, Hei Lie returned to the bedroom, holding a quaint box in his hand. Ao Zhen took it and opened the box, and there was a bright red bracelet in the box.

Back then, because of her departure, he sealed everything that belonged to her in the realm of the dragon.

If it weren't for the physical problems she had at the moment, he would never have touched those things.

With a low sigh, he took out the bracelet in the box.