Volume 2: Awakening Memories ☆ Light's Initial Bloom Chapter 11: Can't Remember Anymore

  She blinked, and her eyes narrowed slightly as she felt the low, husky voice very close to her, yet couldn't see him in the room, which made her furrow her brow in puzzlement.

  Innocently pursed small mouth, her heart dipped and her eyes drooped, looking somewhat wronged, exceptionally pitiful.

  "What's wrong, is your body still hurting?"

  Is she hallucinating or something, how every breath is filled with his scent, her petite body leaning back dependently, as if the place behind her was warm and safe.

  The place where she felt dependent, warm and safe was actually Ye Juechen's broad chest.

  "What's wrong?" Ye Juechen grasped her shoulders with both hands, so he could clearly see her eyes. Damn it, his voice was damn gentle, no way would she be scared to tears.

  A string of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, one by one, scalding Night's palm, burning his eyes and scorching his heart.

  It's not that he had never seen a woman cry, but her tears left him at a loss, hating to present the whole world in front of her, just hoping she wouldn't cry. "Hush, everything is over, I promise no one will ever hurt you again."

  He held her in his arms, gently wiping away the tears on her face with a thin handkerchief. He tasted the salty tears as he kissed her, and a bitter taste rose up in his throat. The more it hurt in his heart, the softer he patted her back, patiently coaxing her.

  Lying in Ye Juechen's arms, her tears soaked his clothes. Her heart was racing like thunder, and she took a deep breath, telling herself not to cry.

  In her dream, she saw her father and mother, as well as her brothers, but she was standing right in front of them, yet they couldn't see her. No matter how loudly she called out to them, they couldn't hear her.

  She misses home and feels sad enough to cry.

  "There's a wound on your face, don't shed tears, otherwise you'll definitely regret it."

  "Is there an injury on my face?" Yi Xin's eyes were filled with confusion, and she suddenly lifted her head, her smooth forehead colliding with Ye Juecheng's strong jaw, causing her to cry out in pain, tears streaming down.

  That 'bang' sound was crisp and clear, and Ye Yuexing covered her forehead with her hand, wincing in pain.

  Situ Luolan's gaze had always been on Yixin Ran, and even her slightest movements did not escape his eyes. Where exactly was he lost?

  "It hurts so much... Waaahhh... I'm going to die from the pain..." Covering her forehead, Yixin closed her eyes tightly, tears falling even harder, and she couldn't stop wailing.

  Ye Juechen was no better off, even if it hurt, he couldn't cry and wail like Yixin Ran. Instead, he had to coax Yixin Ran, "Let me see, is the injury serious?"

  His voice was soft and gentle, no one could resist his tenderness.

  "What did you just say? My face is hurt and I shouldn't cry, how come I didn't know I was injured?" Little hands rubbed her forehead, Yixin's eyes were too lazy to open.

  Although she's always getting into big and small troubles, she wouldn't forget even if she got hurt herself.

  The hand that patted her back paused, and the deep black pupils churned with waves, stirring up a shocking storm. After a moment of tea time, it returned to calmness, and finally, a sharp gaze shot straight at Situ Luolan.

  "Jiuer, do you still remember what happened on the day we went out to play?" Ye Yuexiao asked tentatively, her eyes filled with incredulity.

  Is it really that you don't remember anything?

  "That day...," she opened her clear and bright eyes, her heart filled with emotion as she furrowed her eyebrows, tilted her head and whispered, "That day we bought a lot of things, then went to watch street performers, afterwards..."

  "What happened afterwards?"

  "Later... later, there were so many people, we... it seemed like we were scattered apart. And then... and then it hurt, my head hurts... " She clutched her head with both hands, her already pale face twisted in pain. Why couldn't she remember what happened afterwards?

  Many people, many streets, blurry and staggering figures shuttling back and forth, repeatedly fleeing in disarray. Chaotic sounds, unclear what is being said, unfamiliar faces replaying in the mind, crimson blood, high walls, pursuing crowds.

  Fragmented, unable to form a complete picture.

  "Luolan, she said she had a headache, you take a look." Grabbing her hands that were patting her own head, Ye Jue dust tightly trapped her in his arms. Those bad memories, if forgotten, would be forgotten anyway.

  Later on, he will let her be carefree and only do what makes her happy, laughing when she's joyful and throwing a tantrum when she's upset.

  "The princess's body is no longer in distress, and with good nourishment, she will recover. As long as she doesn't think about what happened during those days, her pulse will also return to normal. Since she can't remember what happened, it's better that way." Sutu Luolan withdrew the silver thread used for taking pulses, and looked at Yixin Ran with a hesitant expression.

  He never thought that Yixin Ran, who woke up from her coma, would forget what had happened.

  Some people want to forget but can't, she is actually very fortunate.

  Those bloody and ominous scenes, I'd rather forget them.

  "Go ahead and ask whatever you want, I'll tell you everything I know." As long as she didn't think about what happened that day, Yixin discovered her head wouldn't hurt. "What's wrong with me? And if it weren't for your breath, I definitely wouldn't have recognized you as Ye Juechen."

  The majestic War King, always elegant and handsome, how could he possibly have eyes full of bloodshot, dark circles under his eyes rivaling the national treasure giant panda, a blue-green stubble covering his chin, and even his clothes emitting a stench.

  It's really hard for Yixin to accept that she would be embracing this man, and overlapping with Ye Juechen who was high above her in a noble and unmatched manner.

  He's got a black line on his forehead, his mouth is twitching, this ghostly appearance is all thanks to you, you heartless little thing, how despicable.

  "Is the princess ever hurt in the back of her head and lost some memories?" Si Tu Luo Lan asked tactfully, after all, it was a secret related to the royal family of Nanguo, not something that anyone would be willing to talk about openly.

  "Hmm." She nodded and, relying on her keen intuition, Yixin knew they were suspecting something. In that case, she could only say half-truths.

  She is a modern soul occupying the body of the Ninth Princess of Nanguo, inheriting all memories about the Ninth Princess while also retaining her memories in the modern era.

  At the age of ten, she had a serious car accident and almost became a vegetable. After waking up, all her memories before the age of ten were blank. Since then, she has become the focus of protection at home.

  She gradually developed a personality of relying on her family for everything and didn't like to think or take action herself.

  No matter what kind of trouble she got into, her brothers would always help her clean up the mess. As time went on, she became the number one troublemaker in the family. Wherever she was, anything unexpected could happen.

  These things are impossible to say, the news that Nangong sealed, she can say, "I am unwilling to marry, in order not to be far away from Ye Guo, I have done many silly things, such as jumping into a lake, hitting a wall, and finally, in front of Nangong, I even tried to take my own life, but none of these changed Nangong's mind."

  With a self-deprecating chuckle, he continued: "Some memories became blank after being rescued from the lake jump. My brother tried every means to make me recall only a small part of it, but not very complete."

  "So in the end you chose to take your own life with a sword." Yexing had never heard Yixin mention these things before, and the more he listened, the more shocked he became.

  In comparison, they just realized how tolerant and loving Ye Huang was towards them.

  "That sword was supposed to be fatal, but Nan Huang still saved me. I didn't wake up for over a month, and on the day of the imperial wedding, the palace maid who had been by Empress Hui's side wore my wedding dress and bid farewell to Nan Huang in the Golden Palace. How filial and obedient it seemed, yet at that time, I had already been secretly sent away in a sedan chair headed for Ye Country. Everything was seamless, no one suspected anything."

  Yi Xinran had no idea when her soul occupied this body, anyway after waking up she was wearing a phoenix coronet and a cloak with auspicious clouds, in the capital of Ye Guo.

  At this time, every word spoken is true, regardless of whether they believe it or not.

  By the way

  The female lead's body has always been shrouded in thick fog, waiting for everyone to uncover it layer by layer, and work hard with Meng together!