Lan Nian'an did not notice that the stars in the sky were moving, and God seemed to hear his voice. The stars blinked like the eyes of gods...

Half a month later.

The emperor pays off. An Nuanzhi finally woke up, but the toxicity of Tianshan Xiangwen is too strong and the remaining poison is unclear. She often has a severe headache. After taking various medicines, she still doesn't get better.

Because she had almost gone around the gate of hell, she was skinny and haggard, and could hardly get out of bed. If An Nuanori hadn't been strong enough and forced to hold on, the repeated summons of Death might have taken her away.

"Empress, someone is here to see you!" Lian Kee ran in happily early in the morning, and a beautiful and dignified figure followed behind her. An Nuanori was sick and rarely came to this yard. It was very happy that Lian Kee came because this would temporarily forget the pain of illness.

Looking closely, the girl was about the same age as An Nuanzhi. Her big eyes showed a bright light. She had a canna line on her head, her hair was black and shiny, and her skin was even more fair and dazzling.

An Nuanori was confused and confused. This person was quite unfamiliar to her. It can be seen that her amnesia was getting worse and worse day by day with her weakness.

I saw the woman crying as soon as she came in and saw An Nuanori, and she felt uncomfortable while crying. "It's clear that we sisters will have a life and death together. You're fine. Not only can you not take good care of yourself, but you also pretend not to recognize me!"

An Nuanzhi was so depressed......

If you don’t recognize it, you won’t recognize it. Why should she pretend? She really forgot who this child is, but why does it look familiar as you look at it? The more you look at it, the more you feel that the two of them look very similar?

On the side, Lian Qiao winked at the man, pointed outside, and signaled to speak with a step.

When he arrived at the open space, the man couldn't wait to ask, "What's going on with Lian Qiao? Why doesn't my sister even recognize me?"

Lian Qiao sighed and looked worried, "Oh, Miss Wu, don't blame the Crown Princess! The suffering the Crown Princess suffered is really not something that can be explained clearly in a short while. The Crown Princess has been holding it hard, so Miss Wu should not show too sad in front of the Crown Princess, as the Crown Princess will be even more unhappy!"

"You can explain it clearly, what is with what? How can you not be sad!" Wen Jing stamped her feet and began to worry. She seemed to be very concerned about An Nuanjie. But this kind of care seemed very superficial.

This "Miss Wu" is no other person, but Wen Jing, the Wen family. Since the decline of the Wen family, Wen An was exiled to the border, Wen Jing broke off the relationship with the Wen family, and recognized the thief as his father and changed his surname to Liang. She also married a very villainous man, He Shan, the little bully of Kyoto. She came to An Nuanzhi to see her this time because she was not going to see her in order to think of her sisterhood, but her husband He Shan killed someone and was arrested and investigated by the government. She was desperate and came to An Nuanzhi to hope that this elder sister could help her talk, but seeing An Nuanzhi was sick and lost her memory, her indifferent and philanthropic side was exposed.

"Hmph! Bai called her elder sister for so many years! She came here for a while and couldn't help at all. It's so unlucky!" Wen Jing shook her handkerchief, rolled her eyes, and left coldly.

Seeing Wen Jing so cruel and vicious, Lian Qiao really had a great experience. She couldn't help but shake her head and said, "It turns out that she came for private matters. It's better not to have such a sister. She will flatter her when she uses others. She will kick away when she doesn't use it and change her mind when she sees the wind!"

Lian Qiao was angry. She thought to herself that the princess had amnesia. If she really helped such a relative, that would be a sin!

"Forsythia!" An Nuanzhi's call came from the room.

Lian Qiao lifted the curtain and hurried in, and the person on the bed burst into a pale and powerless smile.

"Liang Qiao, I seemed to remember the child just now. Is she... My sister Wen Jing in the Wen family?"

Lian Qiao was still angry and said disdainfully, "Empress don't care about her, that person has left!"

An Nuanzhi didn't know where Lian Qiao was so angry, so she hurriedly said, "No, it's a little sister after all, call her back quickly! I have something to give to her."

Lian Qiao was unwilling to recover Wen Jing, a philanthropist. She hurriedly changed the topic and blinked her eyes. She said in surprise, "Empress, have you recovered your memory?"

An Nuanzhi rubbed her temples, and she nodded, "Yes, I had a headache just now, as if my soul had returned to my position, and some things began to have a little impression."

Seeing An Nuanori like this, Lian Qiao couldn't help sobbing. The old man said that everything before he died would be read in his mind. This is a reflection of the past. Could it be that their empress will be in the future?

When she thought of this possibility, Lian Qiao's tears became even more fierce. She didn't want it, she didn't want it. Their empress was still so young, how could she let go?

"Silly Lianqiao, why are you crying! It's a good thing that I have recovered my memory, what's there to cry about?"

An Nuanori was about to use a veil to help Lian Qiao wipe her tears, but she didn't expect that her body would tilt and collapse on the bed, her whole body was weak. An Nuanori was stunned. A strong sense of bad premonition spread throughout her body. She knew her physical condition very well, and she hurriedly waved to Lian Qiao.

"Come on, Lian Qiao, come here. I have something to say to you."

Lian Qiao sobbed. Lian Qiao clearly felt that An Nuanzhi was using the last little effort to speak to her. No, no, is she really going to leave this world right away?

Seeing that Lian Qiao was crying harder and harder, An Nuanori hurriedly picked up Lian Qiao's hands and said gently, "Silly Lian Qiao, you are all people who are about to be a bride. It is unlucky to cry too much. Be good, you must be your bride happily! I don't know how long I can last and whether I can watch you get married, but I have something to say to you for a long time, thank you for being by my side and taking care of me, but you are happier than me, and the white guards love you."

Lian Qiao felt sore, she held back her tears, "Empress, what stupid words do you say, the prince loves you very much. Haven't you seen how painful the prince is? Every time he sees you, he is very sad. He is just resisting and pretending to be strong."

An Nuanzhi patted Lian Qiao's hand, but she didn't say anything, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised because she remembered some of the past, but in fact... Although she loved Lan Nian'an, she also hated her.

But she understood even more that her life was about to end. Even if she loved and hated, it would blow away with the wind without leaving any trace. It was easy to fall in love and difficult to stay together. In fact, her love was said to have ended from the beginning, right? Her life was destined to be only five years, and now she is just a preview of death in advance!

But then again, she was just a wisp of time travel, rebirth, and reincarnation. Death was not terrible to her, and she had her last wish before she died. She wanted to know whether Lan Nianan was Lan Yiluo's rebirth!

This is also a dead end that has entangled her in this life!

Thinking of this, An Nuanzhi actually closed her eyes. The darkness came so unexpectedly. She no longer had the strength to think, to worry, and to be sad. In the end, she didn't have time to see Lan Nian'an for the last time...

They still have no fate!

An Nuanori thought with pain inside...

In the darkness, her three lives are like a movie, from the first meeting of Lan Yiluo, to the bad news that Lan Yiluo fell off the cliff, from the acquaintance of Murong Wuhen, to the death of her and Murong Wuhen both died in a pool of blood, from marrying Lan Nian'an, to the end of five years of short life, two lives became the queen, and one life became the crown princess, but from the beginning to the end, she loved only one person, that evil and passionate man, that domineering and gentle man, he was like a long river that stretched across the entire line of her life. No matter how entangled, why could they never meet at the end...

Why? Why? Why?

An Nuan weaving only adds sadness. Could it be...Isn't her love worthy of blessing by God? Is her love destined to end in tragedy?

She was shrouded in great regret and loss. She was unwilling to accept it, unwilling to accept it, unwilling to accept it.........
Chapter completed!