Although she had read a lot of time travel novels, Song Yanran didn't believe that such a thing could really happen, and something outrageous had happened to her.
In order to verify whether she really traveled through time, Song Yanran decided to look around. She asked Xia Cao to support her and walk out again, but Xia Cao refused: "Ninth Princess, your body is not well yet and it is not suitable to go out for a walk. How about we just go for a walk in Mingyue Palace?"
Song Yanran saw that the worry in Xia Cao's eyes didn't seem fake. Considering that her body was indeed top-heavy now, she compromised: "Okay, Xia Cao, I want to ask you some questions, and you must answer me truthfully."
"What's my name? What era is it now?" Song Yanran asked.
"Back to the Ninth Princess, your name is Yan Yan, and you are the Ninth Princess of the Yan Kingdom. It is now the 42nd year of Emperor Yanyun. Why do you ask such a strange question?" Xia Cao answered in confusion.
"Xia Cao, can you tell me more? I seem to have lost my memory. I really can't remember anything. That beautiful sister just now, no, the imperial concubine, is she my mother? And who is Emperor Yanyun? Who? It can't be my father, right?" Song Yanran's head was in a blur now, and she felt like she was dreaming.
"Yes. Ninth Princess, don't scare me. Have you just recovered from the high fever and haven't fully woken up yet?" Xia Cao frowned and looked at the person in front of him, not knowing what to do.
"Xia Cao, I have really lost my memory. Now I don't even know who I am. Please tell me everything you know about me. Also, did I really have a severe fever before?" Song Yanran It's extremely confusing now. Although I'm not sure if I've really traveled through time, everything in front of me doesn't look like an illusion. I can still feel pain when I pinch my thigh secretly.
"Ninth Princess, are you tired? It seems that the wind has picked up again. Otherwise, I will send you to the room. You lie down on the bed to rest, and I will tell you slowly, okay?" As soon as Xia Cao finished speaking, he saw Qingqing helped Liu Guifei back to the yard.
"Xia Cao, why did you let the Ninth Princess get up?" Liu Guifei did not show off her anger and walked quickly to Song Yanran as she spoke.
"Uh, it's okay, it's okay, I got up myself." Song Yanran was afraid that Concubine Liu would blame Xia Cao, so she quickly explained.
"Little mistress, my poor child. Don't you remember the mother-in-law?" Concubine Liu held Song Yanran's shoulders and looked at her little daughter with melancholy eyes. She was as cold and desolate as a stranger, completely different from her usual The liveliness and dependence inside made her feel pain in her heart.
"Oh, it doesn't matter if I don't remember it now. Take good care of yourself and you will get better." Liu Guifei sighed, touched Song Yanran's forehead lovingly, then turned around and said, "You two, take good care of Jiu Princess, don't let her get tired, send her in to rest." Then he said goodbye to Song Yanran: "I'll come see you later, little girl, you have a good rest, and if anything happens, let them come to me."
Song Yanran nodded, not knowing what to say, so she just replied: "Okay."
Seeing Concubine Liu's lonely look, which looked very similar to her mother's, she suddenly felt a little distressed, and at the same time she felt relieved. Maybe she had been too miserable in her previous life, so God gave her another identity. A time and space, continue to live.
From now on, she is Yan Shu! In this time and space, there is no Song Yanran!
