The old man lost his memory again

However, the little prince finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly got up to look around for people.

Probably the road is endless, the little prince really saw a village in the distance, brightly lit, and faint voices came with the wind.

The little prince glanced at the village, then at An Qihe, gritted his teeth, and finally decided to take An Qihe away with him on his back.

In fact, An Qihe's injury is not suitable for walking, but this is in the forest, there are many wild animals, leaving An Qihe here, the little prince dare not think about waiting for him to come back, is An Qihe still there? .

Besides, An Qihe couldn't wait any longer, the village would not go out at night, and it was impossible for anyone to pass by here.

He could only take An Qihe away.

It's easy to say, but An Qihe is much taller than him, and his body is also tougher than him. The little prince can hardly drag An Qihe for a few steps.

It was hard to move his steps, and he was crooked as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

No one to coax, no one to kiss, no water, no food, no energy, An Qihe still can't wake up, the weight of his whole body is on the little prince.

The little prince was very wronged.

He was crying alone, without stopping, and continued to walk forward.

He understood that if he didn't hurry up, there would really be no one to love and no one to love in the future, and his An Qihe would also disappear.

It's just that I'm still terribly wronged, I wish I could go back to the past, and never leave the imperial city.

It's scary out there.

The little prince was aggrieved and choked up in a low voice: "You, you said...why did you say it...you're tired...you hurt...you regret it now...how good is Prince An's Mansion...how good is Laifuke... Why... you shouldn't... you shouldn't come out..."

After speaking, it became: "Wake up... this king is so tired... wake up... don't stop talking... this king, this king... this king is afraid..."

The little prince finally dragged the man into the village with his straps.

The people in the village were surprised at first that an outsider broke in, and then saw the injuries of the two people, and took someone to treat them without saying a word.

Although the village is isolated from the world, but speaking of it, the medical skills are very good. After a busy night, the disease is basically under control, and people are given medicine and arranged for a good place to live.

The little prince thanked people with red eyes.

The other party asked: "Why are you here?"

The little prince thought for a while and said: "We, we went out to play, but we encountered bandits on the road, we didn't escape, and accidentally fell off the cliff."

Although they haven't seen a single outsider for several years, it's not like they haven't seen people who fell off the cliff and died when they went out to collect firewood, so they understand very well: "You guys are also good fortune-tellers. If this is the case, go out after healing your injuries. Bar"

The little prince nodded, sniffed and went into An Qihe's room, ready to see when An Qihe would wake up.

When the little prince was in the imperial city, he always stretched out his clothes, stretched his hands to eat, and opened his mouth. He never did any miscellaneous things, but now An Qihe is unconscious, and the little prince has entered another village. People take care of him, so he doesn’t learn. No one took care of An Qihe.

So no matter how wronged the little prince was, he had to hold back his tears and learn to cook, clean the house, go out to collect firewood, learn to hunt, learn to make a pot of hot water, and turn An Qihe over and over to wipe his body.

The most aggrieved thing is that An Qihe just fell into a coma for less than half a month.

The little prince lost a lot of weight, sitting on the head of An Qihe's bed and weeping.

When I was sad, a voice came from the bed: "Who are you?"

The little prince hurriedly rushed over, like a milk cat finally waiting for its master to come home, crying and hugging An Qihe's neck, "An Qihe... woo woo woo... An Qihe, you're finally awake... I'm so happy!" Miss you……"

An Qihe's eyes were gloomy, and he looked coldly at the little prince who was lying on him crying with snot and tears, and his tone was full of disgust: "Get lost."

The little prince was stunned.

He suspected that he was dreaming, or that he had hallucinations from being frightened, maybe he was still asleep in the car when he opened his eyes, and he could poke his head in to startle him by calling An Qihe, or a group of bandits on the opposite side, The little prince nestled cowardly in An Qihe's arms, and An Qihe protected him with a sword, preventing anyone from approaching him.

No matter what the possibility is, it is impossible for An Qihe to tell him to go away.

The little prince touched his little face, but tears came out of the pain.

It hurts...it's true...how is it possible?

The little prince stared blankly at An Qihe, his face full of disbelief.

That was clearly An Qihe, who would protect him, kiss him, cook him a lot of delicious food, and break into his room in the middle of the night to protect his An Qihe.

But now An Qihe looked at him coldly, as if he didn't know who he was at all.

The little prince instantly thought of Gu Dongya.

He tremblingly asked, "You...do you remember?"

Ning Dongbai still looked at him coldly, with complicated eyes for a moment, and said, "Yes."

"Well, then you don't remember me?"

"No I remember you."

Just as the little prince was about to be happy, he was hit badly by the next sentence.

"The emperor's ninth younger brother, Lord An Ye Hanling, the one I want to assassinate."

The little prince felt a sharp pain in his heart as if struck by lightning.

He thought that An Qihe really lost his memory, he only remembered the past, but he forgot their happiest time alone.

Why is this so?Obviously An Qihe said that he would not recover his memory.

The little prince wanted to be angry, but he didn't know who to be angry with.

He lowered his head tearfully, thought for a while and shook his head.

No, although An Qihe recovered his memory and forgot him, but An Qihe is An Qihe, and he will fall in love with him again.

If the memory can be recovered once, it can be recovered a second time. He worked hard, and after so many difficulties have passed, An Qihe will definitely be able to recover.

The little prince wiped away the tears on his face, tried to make himself look more reliable, and said cautiously: "You lost your memory, although you wanted to assassinate me before, but then you and I became very close, we still... ..."

Before he could say the last three words "married", he heard Ning Dongbai sneer: "Become very close? Do you think I believe your nonsense? It is impossible for me to become close to you. Either you die or I die." Death, there is no other possibility between you and me except this choice."

The little prince tried his best to put on a relaxed posture: "But the fact is that, you fought with the man in black to save me, so that we all fell off the cliff, look... If you want a proof, when you recover from your injuries, Let's go out and go back to the imperial city, and everyone will tell you what happened?"

Ning Dongbai closed his eyes: "Get out."

The little prince couldn't help it, lowered his head with tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I won't go...I won't go...An Qihe, you...Listen to me, it's okay...I can tell you everything you want to know."

Before the words fell, tears slid down the little prince's pale face and fell to the ground.

The room was quiet.

After a while, the little prince obediently left the room.

Ning Dongbai couldn't get out of bed yet, and the food was brought in by the little prince, but Ning Dongbai never ate the food he made, and said it was poisonous when asked, the little prince hurriedly took a bite himself, and he used disgusted food to eat it. The tone said, disgusting, he doesn't eat what the little prince has eaten.

The little prince was very sad, he didn't understand why An Qihe hated him so much.

But the little prince was afraid that he would have no food to eat, so he asked others to help deliver his food, and the people who went in soon came out with the same food.

The little prince was very worried. He lay on the window and peeked in secretly, but he never expected to be discovered by Ning Dongbai. He shivered and shrank back in fear.

The little prince's eyes were red.

It shouldn't be like this, they are already together, in the script, this should be a perfect ending, but how did it become like this?

Why can't they have a good talk?

The little prince hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the door and entered.

Ning Dongbai sat on the bed, looking at the little prince with disgust.

The little prince insisted and walked in.

Ning Dong Bai asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"

The little prince whispered: "I...I want to ask you, why...why do you hate me? I can change it, as long as you don't hate me, I...I can change it."

Ning Dongbai sneered mockingly: "Can you change? Can you change your fate and die early?"

The person who said he would die with him, the person who brought him out of Prince An's mansion and embarked on a foreign journey, now asked him why he didn't die sooner in front of the little prince with a vicious expression.

The little prince opened his eyes wide in a daze, feeling so heartbroken that he was about to die.

But he knew that he couldn't die.

He wanted to leave like this for a moment, and never care about An Qihe again, but after all, he couldn't even move his feet.

An Qihe just lost his memory, it will be fine when he recovers his memory.

Then the little prince regained a little courage, like a little daughter-in-law who was about to be kicked out of the house: "I married you before, and you are my husband-in-law, why should I leave? You swore to me, you want to live with me!" Bai Shou, you can't...you can't treat me like this!"

Ning Dongbai was surprised for a moment, then he sneered and said: "I am really honored to marry you, my lord. Doesn't my little lord know that even men can't believe what they say? My little lord is too naive." right?"

The little prince was startled suddenly, and stood there with a silly face.

"However..." Ning Dongbai raised his brows suddenly, the little prince sensed that things were turning around, and he immediately cheered up.

But I heard Ning Dong smiled and said: "If you are really my wife, then you should know how to serve me? I can't move, so you can show me the show yourself."

The little prince's eyes widened, feeling extremely humiliated.

How could he... how could he say that?Why humiliate him...why say such things?

"If you don't do it, how can I be sure that you are my wife? Maybe you climbed into my bed by yourself, but you insist on me being responsible for you?"

The little prince's heart trembled suddenly, after all he couldn't hold back and ran out.