An Xin was shaken awake.
Oh my god! Stop shaking, she's very tired, okay? An Xin tried her best to open her eyes and saw Ning Yan looking at her with wide eyes, actually looking at her with some curiosity.
"Sister, are you awake?" Ning Yan pulled An Xin's sleeve and looked at An Xin.
An Xin was surprised by Ning Yan's address.
Sister? ? Brother, you are four years older than me, okay!
"Are you calling me?" An Xin looked at Ning Yan in confusion. What on earth is this man up to
Ning Yan looked at An Xin with disdain, smacked his lips and said, "Big sister, are you out of your mind? There are only you and me here, who should I call if I don't call you?"
No, why did the plot suddenly become wrong
An Xin felt a sense of powerlessness.
"Brother, who are you?" An Xin asked tentatively.
Ning Yan is a man of deep thoughts, maybe he is trying to trick her.
"I am Ning Yan, the ninth prince of Ningguo!" Ning Yan clasped his hands and said proudly.
Oh my god! What else does this bastard say
Seeing Ning Yan's childish look, and considering that she had just called him "big sister", An Xin asked in a low voice: "Little brother, how old are you this year?"
"This prince is four and a half years old this year!" Ning Yan snorted coldly and said arrogantly.
"But, do you know where this place is? How did this prince get here?" Ning Yan asked.
An Xin was about to answer when Ning Yan continued to ask: "This body doesn't seem to be mine either!"
An Xin was very upset after hearing this.
However, this dog man seems to have really lost his memory! To be more precise, it should be said that his memory remains at the age of four and a half.
An Xin was just about to say to him, Brother, this is your body!
Ning Yan seemed to have pulled the wound, and with a hiss, his face wrinkled in pain. He said, "Big sister, it hurts a little, can you come and help me? Just apply more medicine and help me blow."
Seeing Ning Yan begging with his eyes wide open with grievance, An Xin found it a little funny.
After all, what An Xin saw was a handsome, even slightly weird-looking man, speaking to you in the tsundere words of a four-year-old.
An Xin resisted the urge to laugh and walked over to apply some anti-inflammatory medicine to him. After all, Ning Yan fell off the cliff because he was trying to save her.
An Xin took the porcelain bottle and carefully poured it on Ning Yan's wound.
After a while, Ning Yan said uncomfortably: "Sister, can you help me blow it?"
"Okay..." An Xin kept reminding herself that Ning Yan's mental state was only that of a four-year-old!
Because An Xin helped Ning Yan with his wound, Ning Yan's frown finally relaxed.
After that, Ning Yan sighed and began to talk to himself: "Hey, it seems that I should be missing for a while. That big fool mother must be very anxious."
Mother? An Xin heard Ning Yan say anxiously.
That is Chen Xianxian!
"Sister, please keep blowing." He looked at An Xin with tears in his eyes and said aggrievedly.
An Xin shrugged her nose and continued to blow air helplessly.
"Oh, it's so hard for me. I have to endure so much at such a young age. I also have to help my mother guard against that petty woman, Concubine Liang..." Ning Yan couldn't help but shook his head and said in a mature tone.
After hearing this, An Xin couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Ning Yan turned around seriously and said to An Xin: "Sister, I'm serious!"
"Okay, okay, I get it!" An Xin looked at Ning Yan's serious expression and agreed readily, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.
Ning Yan then turned the topic to An Xin. He gestured to An Xin to stop blowing the wound. With some pity in his eyes, he said, "Big sister, based on my many years of experience, my soul must have accidentally attached itself to this big brother. Looking at you two, a man and a woman alone, at the bottom of this cliff, you must have eloped and were discovered!" He couldn't help but sigh, as if lamenting the impermanence of the world.
An Xin was shocked by his remarks. "Little boy, don't you know that imagining things is a disease?"
Seeing An Xin remained silent, Ning Yan felt that he had discovered the truth.
Alas, what a pair of ill-fated mandarin ducks they are! The plot is just like the popular novels that some palace maids like to read.
"It's not like that..." An Xin tried to explain.
Ning Yan looked at An Xin with an expression that said, "I understand everything," and said, "Big sister, you don't have to explain. I understand everything!"
An Xin's mouth twitched a little when she heard what Ning Yan said. Unexpectedly, when Ning Yan was young, he was actually a cute and arrogant little boy who was poisoned by romance novels and liked to imagine.
"My mother has always told me since I was young that I should understand other people's difficulties. But big sister, although I am with your husband now, I am only four and a half years old this year. You can't do anything bad to me." Ning Yan looked at An Xin An Xin. Although he was seeing this big sister for the first time, his intuition told him that this big sister would not hurt him.
"Please stop imagining!" An Xin finally couldn't help it. This kid had too many weird ideas.
Seeing that the clothes hung out to dry last night were also dry, An Xin packed up the clothes and handed them to Ning Yan, then explained: "It's not elopement, nor is it a spirit possession! I met a killer when I was out, and you are the owner of this body, Ning Yan, and you saved me, but we were forced to the cliff by the killer, and we had no choice but to jump off the cliff! Do you understand!"
Ning Yan took the clothes, then looked at An Xin eagerly and said, "Big sister, I understand. Can you help me put on the clothes? My hands hurt..."
"Okay..." Although An Xin was injured, it was not as serious as Ning Yan. She resigned herself to helping Ning Yan put on his clothes, and then said: "It should be that when he fell off the cliff, he accidentally hit his head, and then the four-year-old you appeared..."
"Wow, so magical..." Ning Yan said in surprise with his mouth wide open.
Although it is a bit tortuous and bizarre, there is no more appropriate statement than this at this moment.
An Xin put Ning Yan's clothes on, and then said: "In theory, after the human brain is stimulated, some people will retain the happiest time they have ever experienced. It seems that your happiest time should be around four years old."
"Of course not! My father is the Emperor Ningcheng of Ningguo, my mother is the most beautiful woman in the capital and the jewel of the Chen family. My grandfather is the prime minister of this dynasty!" After hearing An Xin's words, Ning Yan talked about his family happily.
But Anxin knew that fifteen years ago, the Chen family was convicted of treason and all members of the family were executed, and some of them committed suicide in the cold palace.
No wonder Ning Yan became so moody, erratic and abnormal later on. It turned out that he lost his most beloved relatives at a young age, and later became enemies with his most respected father.
Seeing Ning Yan's look, An Xin couldn't bear to tell him. Now everything has changed. It would be better to hide it from him, otherwise Ning Yan would have to endure that pain again.