"Little girl, who do you think I am?"

The curtain of the carriage was elegantly lifted from the inside by a very beautiful hand. In the carriage, in the light and shadow, a beautiful figure could be vaguely seen.

The man was wearing light purple clothes, with a jade belt tied with his waist, a gauze dress on his outside, and his long black hair was like silk hanging behind his shoulders.

"Why, don't recognize me?" He smiled and leaned over to Jiuer.

Because of this action, a wisp of fragrance came to your nose.

Because of this action, he was exposed to bright light.

It was a beautifully exquisite face.

The skin is as beautiful as the cherry blossoms in March, and the eyes are shining with a glittery light.

He smiled gently, as charming as Persian cats, as clear and refined as spring water.

This man was twenty-four or five years old, but he was not as tall as an ordinary man, nor as charming as a woman.

It seems like there is a lot of spring in his body, and it is the most brilliant and bright world.

But it is like a poppy, and it is extremely dangerous.

Jiuer opened her mouth.

It's been a long time since I saw you.

Compared with the person she remembers, this person has not changed much, but it seems to have changed a lot.

The last time they met was that she was seven years old and the man was seventeen years old.

Now, she is sixteen years old and he is twenty-six years old.

His name for her has changed from the former little girl Xiao Jiuer to the current little girl.

In the past, Jiuer had not been with her relatives for a long time, but it was only half a year before, and she saw her relatives she hadn't seen in nearly nine years.

She suddenly murmured with great grievance, "Uncle."

Ling Duannian, who leaned out, raised his hand and touched her head, and said gently, "Come up."

He reached out and Jiuer took his hand into the carriage.

The simplicity and simplicity in and outside the carriage are completely different worlds.

The inside is not only wide, but also arranged in everything.

Ling Duannian glanced at Jiuer, who was wearing a cold dress, and did not feel cold like others. Instead, she said in a warm voice, "Stretch out your hand."

Jiuer stretched out his hand obediently.

Let the other party take the pulse.

In her previous contact with this uncle, she had never been so well-behaved and obedient.

Even because I felt that this uncle was very evil in his appetite, he was not much older than him. At that time, he was young and liked to play, and from the bottom of his heart he never regarded this uncle as his elder.

It's more like a fun, interesting smart person.

After finishing his pulse, Ling Duannian glanced at her.

He did not take her pulse to see her other things, but to see her current physical condition.

After confirming that her physical condition is in a relatively stable state, she said, "Do you know what happened to you?"

Maybe it was because of the relatives who cared about themselves, Jiuer was unable to avoid being more vulnerable.

She didn't even think about anything, she just felt her breath holding it in her throat, and the soreness spread not only in her eyes, but her heart clearly didn't think about anything, but she still felt pain.

She looked up at the young man who was much taller than she remembered, and asked almost pitifully, "Uncle, what's wrong with me?"

Ling Duannian looked at her, "You don't remember what you did on yourself. Do you think about it?" Of course, this was not something he could take. This kind of thing was not something he could take.

She did something she didn't remember?

Ling Duannian had pity and sigh in his eyes.

This little girl looks like something in his bones...

"Do you know why you vomited blood for no reason recently?"

Jiuer looked at him, and at this moment she seemed to have become a little girl who really didn't understand anything. She completely lost her usual calmness and wit.

"Because of Duan Rong's death, your subconscious grief is one aspect. The deeper reason is that some of the feelings that have grown in your bones that you don't know about are in conflict with the several soul-catching hypnosis prohibitions you put on yourself."

"Even if you didn't meet me, you will soon break through the several hypnotic prohibitions you have given yourself before coming to Cangyu."

Jiuer's fingers trembled slightly.

Although she still didn't remember, she wasn't stupid.

She is a doctor of that level, and she knows herself well enough and can understand it almost at a glance.

Ling Duannian's voice was elegant and beautiful, as if he was saying with some magical power, "Little girl, look at me."

Jiuer subconsciously looked out...

Gradually lost consciousness.

In a moment.

Jiuer, who was lifted by Ling Duannian's hypnotic restriction on her body, returned to her consciousness and her whole body trembled.

She remembered.

I remembered everything.

When she got the way she might survive, she instantly made a plan.

Because that method requires her and her "medicine", the spiritual and physical combination that is shared and loved by each other is useful.

She felt it was difficult for her to fall in love with a man, but to survive, she had to fall in love with him.

First of all, she would never do it when she was sober.

So she prepared the amnesia Gu on her body, and immediately used it when she arrived at Cangyu Jingdu.

That's not counting, because she knows that something like amnesia Gu is easily cracked.

Especially for her.

So she hypnotized herself not once, but three times!

I gave myself three restrictions, allowing me to subconsciously engrave my love for Su Jingxing in my bones and blood!

He hypnotized himself again and made himself completely forget about this.

She thought that by then, the amnesia Gu would be broken. Without realizing that she had hypnotized herself, she would still fall in love with Su Jingxing based on her "favorite"!

She covered herself as if she was wearing an empty heart and almost murmured, "Uncle, I feel so uncomfortable... I feel so uncomfortable, uncle."

Ling Duannian sighed and patted her head gently.

"Can you see your true feelings clearly?"

Jiuer's arrows pierced his heart and almost vomited and bleeding again.

"Uncle, I didn't even say goodbye to Duan Rong. I didn't even have the chance to say goodbye to him. It wasn't like this, really..."

If she hadn't put so many hypnotic restrictions on herself, even if she hadn't had the next one.

Ling Duannian has just arrived in Cangyu today, he has been there for three days.

In the past three days, he checked some things.

She naturally knew what Jiuer meant.

Jiuer came out of the Su Mansion a few days ago and became extremely ill. This made the ban she placed on herself play the greatest role, suppressing all her previous hazy feeling about Duan Rong, and completely pressing her down.

Because she came to Cangyu to survive.

She became ill at that time, and her subconscious mind told her more than ever that she had only Su Jingxing in her heart.

Ling Duannian looked out of the carriage slightly, making people unable to see the expression in his eyes. "Some people, even if they have the opportunity to say goodbye, they are indelible marks engraved in your heart."

Jiuer looked at him, but Ling Duannian turned back to her eyes, and there was no other clue in her eyes.

"Maybe what I say to you next will make you feel better. About your father and the ancestor of the Holy Lord of the West Moon."
Chapter completed!