The words that came out became: "Why did you call me Yanran?"
This name is her name in that world.
No one should know this name except Jun Wuhen.
And Jun Wuhen also heard what she said after she lost her mind that time.
In this world, her name is Feng Qianxiao, and she is the princess of King Qingling of the Suzaku Kingdom. He has always called her Feng Qianxiao.
How did he know this name? She would never say it in her sleep.
Seeing her eyes full of inquiry, he smiled lightly, with a lazy smile on his lips.
He is as bright as a star, and his eyes are as bright as obsidian, like a thousand-year-old ancient pool.
Although it was extremely beautiful, there was something inside that she couldn't understand at all.
Looking at her earnest and probing eyes, the corners of his mouth curved upward, and his smile became pure with a hint of evil charm.
"When I was dreaming, the god told me, he said, your name is not Qianxiao, but Yanran!"
"Uh," Yanran raised her eyes. It was obvious that this was a lie to coax a three-year-old child, and she didn't believe it.
However, since he didn't want to say it, she certainly wouldn't point it out.
"Then, I will call you Yanran from now on?" He immediately asked...
When his voice is clear, it has a metallic texture; when it is gentle, it is like a feather brushing against one's heart, which is particularly comfortable.
Yanran looked embarrassed. She realized that he was slowly getting closer to her without knowing it. First he bandaged her wounds, and now he called her by her name. It was getting more and more excessive.
"No!" She said coldly with a straight face.
His handsome brows furrowed, his mouth flattened in disappointment, and his perfect and sexy lips pursed lightly.
Okay, this step is enough now. She finally doesn't resist herself extremely, which is a good start.
He smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I'll go back first and you have a good rest."