Predict the consequences of the plot

Ye Nanfeng was fascinated by his thoughts, and he didn't come back to his senses until he felt a paw dangling in front of him, which was disturbing.

"Don't make trouble." Seeing that hand was still shaking, Ye Nanfeng yelled helplessly and dotingly.

I saw a strange expression on the face of the person in front of me.

Ye Nanfeng slapped him, and was easily dodged.

Ye Nanfeng didn't react for a while. This was the first time Ye Nanfang avoided his slap. Before, this kid saw him raise his hand, not to mention hiding, sometimes he would directly come forward to slap someone.

"What? Still want to rebel?"

"Looks like you knew me before."

Ye Nanfeng froze for a moment, thinking he heard it wrong, "Say it again."

I saw Ye Nanfang repeating seriously: "It seems that you knew me before."

Ye Nanfeng frowned, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and said, "You are my younger brother, do you think I know you?"

"That is to say, you should see that I am different from before, but I just don't want to believe it. Are we really brothers?"

Ye Nanfeng frowned tightly, pulled out a smile, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Ye Nanfeng was struggling with all kinds of emotions. He always felt that such a bloody plot like amnesia could not appear beside him. He wanted to see if Ye Nanfang was joking with him, but he still blamed him What he did to him before, this tricked him into losing his memory.

However, Ye could not help but be unable to tell the truth from the fake on that face.

Ye Nanfeng was immersed in his own thoughts, only to see a hand come up and rub the center of his brow.

The distance between the two was relatively close, and Ye Nanfeng could clearly see Ye Nanfang's thick and straight eyelashes, and saw that there was a scar on Ye Nanfang's face that hadn't been seen before, about an inch long, and the color was very pale. Looking closer, I'm afraid it's not easy to see. Inexplicably, he felt a little intrusive.

Ye Nanfeng patted his hand away, and said angrily, "You don't know me, don't you? You just hit someone you just met. What's the matter with this scar on your face?"

Ye Nan looked at Ye Nanfeng suspiciously.

"Are you sure I am Ye Nanmian?"

Ye Nanfeng rolled his eyes at him, "I brought you up, how can you tell me not to be sure?"

"Who are you? Ye Nanfeng, Ye Wangzhi." Ye Nanfang said uncertainly.

Ye Nanfeng nodded, but he always felt that the scene in front of him made people feel anxious.

"From what I found, both Ye Nanfeng and Ye Nanmian are dead."

Ye Nanfeng nodded, "For publicity, it is indeed... dead."

"Declaration to the outside world?" Ye Nanfang grasped the key words.

Ye Nanfeng nodded, "That is to say, why do you want to check Ye Nanfang? Don't move, take off your clothes."

His nonsensical words made Ye Nanbang stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the serious face of the man who claimed to be his elder brother. What was even more strange was that when he heard these words, he suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. uplifting.

Ye Nanfang said indifferently: "There are so many people who say that I look like Ye Nanfang. I have nothing to do, so I went to check." Then he closed his clothes vigilantly.

Ye Nanfeng saw that Ye Nanfang was looking at him vigilantly and had no intention of taking off his clothes. Then he remembered that Ye Nanfang was a person with no memory now. He was just a stranger to him.

"I stabbed you just now, take off your clothes, let me see how the injury is."

Ye Nan was a little skeptical, but still managed to tear off the clothes.

Because it was at night, the lights in the secret room were not very bright, and Ye Nanfeng was wearing a black robe, so Ye Nanfeng didn't know how serious the injury was, so if he took off the extra clothes now, he could still recover. I saw Bobo's blood flowing out like he didn't want money.

Ye Nanfeng touched Ye Nanfang's waist and found a sticky piece in his hand.

The flesh at Ye Nanfang's waist trembled violently. He gave Ye Nanfeng a strange look, but said nothing.

"Aren't you in pain? You can still chat with your wounds like this. You are really talented."

Ye Nanfeng didn't care too much, and quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket to stop his bleeding.

It's a pity that the small handkerchief was useless at all, Ye Nanfeng couldn't help but see that Ye Nanfang still didn't care.

"Hold on." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but put Ye Nanfang's hand on the wound, but his movements were extremely gentle.

"Do you have spare clean clothes here?"

Ye Nanban obediently pointed in one direction with his free hand, "There are."

Ye Nanfeng went over to find a light-colored dress to bind up, but it was a pity that at first glance, even the inner clothes of this kid were dark-colored, and Ye Nanfeng didn't care about Ye Nanfang's current dressing style and It was different in the past, he tore a black robe into several pieces of cloth, and neatly bandaged Ye Nanfang's wound.

After the dressing was finished, Ye Nanfeng was about to get up when he heard a leisurely voice from above: "Actually, there are cloths for bandaging here."

Ye Nanfeng paused when he got up, and then said nonchalantly, "I won't tell you sooner." If you look carefully, you can see a little unnaturalness on his face.

"Have you been there after noon today?" After asking this question, Ye Nanfeng couldn't help wondering: When did I change the subject so bluntly?

Ye Nan nodded, "I went to the flower viewing banquet today, and when I came back, there were people passing by, and I happened to see...you standing upstairs."

Ye Nanfeng felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the "you" in his mouth, thinking that in the past, this kid might have said, "I just saw my brother." Then he looked at him with a playful smile.

Suppressing the tingling pain in his heart, Ye Nanfeng nodded, "I see."

The two are still standing.

Now, even if Ye Nanfeng was standing, he could only reach the height of Ye Nanfang's ears. If the two of them continued to talk, Ye Nanfeng would have to look up at Ye Nanfang, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Ye Nantang saw that he was uncomfortable and asked him to sit down.

"Do you know why you lost your memory?" Ye Nanfeng tasted the tea that Ye Nanfang had just poured, and it was still warm.

"It is said that they were assassinated on the battlefield. There are many kinds of Gu poison in the southwest. It is not difficult for people in the southwest to think about such things as amnesia."

Ye Nanfeng nodded, but did not speak.

Ye Nanfang didn't speak any more, just looked at Ye Nanfeng, and even strangely, a thought popped up in his heart: he wanted to go to his brother's side and stick to him.

Lost by this strange thought, he even wondered what happened between them before.

But what is certain is that he has a closer relationship with the person in front of him who claims to be his elder brother, and he even believed everything he said without any reason.

In the next few days, Ye Nanfeng often went to the Prince's Mansion to check on Ye Nanfang's recovery from his injuries. At Ye Nanfang's request, he also told him what happened before to help him recover his memory.

Ye Nanfang never asked Ye Nanfeng why he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, but instead came to the Prince's Mansion.

For some reason, he always felt that if he didn't ask about this matter, he had the initiative. As for what kind of initiative he had, Ye Nanfang himself didn't figure it out.

It wasn't until Ye Nanfeng asked Ye Nanfang who he wanted to know who was involved in the assassination of the emperor that he had recently investigated, that Ye Nanfang didn't know that he had killed Ye Nanfeng's biological mother without knowing it. .

At that time, there were only two words in Ye Nanmian's heart for no reason: It's over.

His face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he was extremely frightened. Mu Wan and his party were executed by him, which is equivalent to killing them.

All he could think about was that he killed Ye Nanfeng's mother, so he couldn't think of the initiative.

Ye Nanfeng, on the other hand, was terrified when he saw his pale face. Distress and self-blame occupied his heart.

"What's wrong? Why is your face so pale all of a sudden? But the wound is open? I'm going to find someone to ask the imperial physician."

After Ye Nanfeng finished speaking in a hurry, he hurried to find the imperial physician, he had already forgotten that he could also simply diagnose the pulse.

Ye Nanfang hurriedly wanted to grab his hand, but only had time to pull on his sleeve.

"It's okay, I'm fine. You don't need to go to the imperial physician for Wangzhi, just stay with me." After getting acquainted again, Ye Nanfang kept calling Ye Nanfeng "Wangzhi".

Ye Nanfeng stopped in a panic, and looked at Ye Nanfang with a frown.

"It's all right?"

Ye Nan nodded.

Seeing that his face was not as pale as before, Ye Nanfeng calmed down his flustered heart, and sat down suspiciously.

"I'll check your pulse for you."

Ye Nanman obediently stretched out his hand and handed it to Ye Nanfeng.

"I forgot to know... I am the supervisor and beheader."

"know."

"Then...forget it, but you hate me?"

Ye Nanfeng shook his head.

"Even if you knew that I ordered your mother to be killed, didn't you hate me and blame me?" Ye Nanman obviously didn't believe it, and reasoned according to common sense. If someone's parents were killed, that person would probably kill them. The person who kills his parents can only be relieved of the hatred in his heart.

Ye Nanfeng still nodded with a smile, his expression didn't look like a fake, he really didn't blame Ye Nanfang.

Ye Nan said: "I don't believe it. You broke into the prince's mansion twice before and after. It can be seen that you care about your mother."

Ye Nanfeng sighed, "Yes." Ye Nanfang's eyes dimmed.

"My mother assassinated the emperor, not others, and she is an adult, she can bear the consequences of her actions, even if I don't want to, it is her own decision, all I can do is support. And you, yes I... am the most important person to me. I will never blame you at any time. If it is not you as the execution officer, it will be someone else. Now that it is you, I can easily know the details of the case, right? ?”

After hearing these words, Ye Nanfang didn't realize that the smile on the corner of his mouth was about to reach his ears.

For some reason, the phrase "you are my most important person" is particularly beautiful.

"Say yes, I am the most important person to forget."

"Ah."

Ye Nanfeng coaxed him well, but he was still a little worried about his wound.

Although the wound has almost healed these days, Ye Nanfang's face was as pale as paper just now, so Ye Nanfeng couldn't help but not worry.

"Sit still and let me see how the wound is doing."

Ye Nanban nodded obediently, "Yeah."

Looking like a puppy, Ye Nanfeng smiled, and quickly removed Ye Nanfang's clothes.

Ye Nanfeng heaved a sigh of relief seeing that the wound hadn't opened.

It's just that he hadn't let go of his breath, but Ye Nantang's staring eyes made him uncomfortable.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"nice."

Ye Nanfeng: "..." He glared at Ye Nanfang, who squinted his eyes as if enjoying himself, and closed his clothes indiscriminately.

However, the more messy it is, the easier it is to make mistakes. Ye Nanfeng tidied up his clothes and accidentally touched the bulge on his chest, his face flushed slightly, but he still looked serious.

Ye Nanfeng could avoid the bulge on his chest, and quickly pulled Ye Nanfang's clothes back.

Finally heaved a sigh of relief, Ye Nanfeng did some psychological training for himself, and only then did he feel the temperature on his face drop.

"We shouldn't be just brothers before."

Ye Nanfeng paused when he got up, without looking at Ye Nanfang, he continued to get up and sat down in his original position.

"Then what do you think we were related before?"

Feeling thirsty all the time, Ye Nanfeng poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

"My wife."

Ye Nanfeng choked on a sip of water, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears, he managed to swallow the tea, and asked again: "What did you just say?"

I saw the old god Ye Nanbang saying: "I said that our previous relationship should be regarded as a wife."

Ye Nanfeng had an indescribable expression on his face. If you look carefully, you can see that his face has collapsed to the point of being unable to hold on.

"My wife? How did you find out?" Ye Nanfeng bit the flesh inside his lower lip, his face flushed.

"You are very kind to me. You know what I like to eat. You are very careful and cautious when taking care of me. You are even too cautious, and you seem a little cautious. The most important thing is that every time you use that kind of tenderness and pity , even when someone looks at me with love in his eyes without knowing it, I want to hug you tightly and comfort you. Folds, and many more, such as..."

Ye Nanfang glanced at Ye Nanfeng secretly, and continued: "Sometimes when I see some of your actions, I want to have you alone. I even had a dream last night, in the dream..."

Ye Nanfang glanced at Ye Nanfeng secretly again, but Ye Nanfeng couldn't see any expression on his face, so he continued nervously: "I completely possessed you in the dream, that dream seems to have been done a thousand times, so familiar Heartbreaking."

What Ye Nanman didn't say was that when he woke up, his tears were all over the pillow.

"Do you want to know the content of the dream?"

Ye Nanfeng glanced at him, thinking: Ye Nantang, who has no memory, is even more shameless when speaking, and is more difficult than before.

Ye Nanfeng said expressionlessly, "I don't want to."

Ye Nanban discussed it: "Then say something else?"

"I don't want to hear it."

"Then...do something else?"

Ye Nanfeng smiled, sat upright, and said with a smile, "Oh, what are you doing?"

Ye Nanfang stood up, bent over, put one hand on the back of Ye Nanfeng's chair, put his head next to Ye Nanfeng's ear, and said softly: "You can do whatever you want, forget what you want to do." ?”

Ye Nanfeng resisted the numbness coming from his ears, turned his head and looked into Ye Nanbang's eyes, "I hope..."

Ye Nanfeng dragged out his voice, Ye Nanfeng looked at Ye Nanfang with a funny look, looked at him expectantly, then smiled softly and said, "Hurry up and heal your injury." Then he twisted Ye Nanfang's waist .

Ye Nan made an exaggerated "beep", with sad and melancholy eyes.

Having said so much, Ye Nanfeng just didn't know why Ye Nanfang thought that they had a "wife" relationship before.Speaking of which, is he that old?