The old man refused cleanly, and the word "no" was clearly emotional. No one could force him to do something he didn't want to do, let alone something that was not good for the little princess.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Zhao Nanlin obviously lost his patience. "I asked you to wake him up, or I brought her here this time. Anyway, her pulse is stable now. If I want to move her, I will A breeze.”

The old man was stunned and said nothing.

"Are you still pinning your hopes on Bo Yangui? Is he the regent of the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Zhao Nanlin pursed his lips and stared at the old man mockingly, "It's just a pity that your wishful thinking will come to nothing. I know why. ?"

The old man still remained silent, and now he was even more wary of Zhao Nanlin. He would not listen to his instigation casually, and he would definitely not fall into the trap easily. This kid was full of bad ideas, and nine out of ten words he said were false. of.

"Bo Yangui is not in Yandu." Zhao Nanlin sneered twice, "All your hopes will be in vain. Otherwise, how do you think I got close to Wanwan? She... is now in my circle, and there is no one left. Lu Ke escaped!"

The old man raised his eyes and stared at him fiercely, "Zhao Nanlin, you will be punished! Everything you do now will come back to you sooner or later, and you will not end well!"

"It doesn't matter whether I have a good ending or not, but you have to know that your current ending was given to you by me. That is to say, if I say a word, you will have nothing, and you will even die in front of her." Zhao Nanlin Yin Staring at him quizzically, "Do you want to see her heartbroken? Or, use your death to wake her up."

As soon as Zhao Nanlin finished speaking, the old man threw the medicine pestle on the ground, "Zhao Nanlin, you'd better kill me now."

There is another person in the inner room who is waiting to change his face. After all, he is the only one who can turn Yan Lian'er into Yan Wan. Fake skin will always be fake skin, and fake skin cannot be real, so there must be a face that does not need to be covered. Face.

Change the bones, change the skin.

Change your appearance and be a new person.

Zhao Nanlin took a deep breath and said, "You are so sure that I won't kill you that you dare to do this, right? But it doesn't matter. I never take things lightly. Even if I kill you, my father can't do anything to me, but maybe... ...Your death can really wake her up, and if so, I can give it a try."

"Humph!" The old man laughed dryly.

Zhao Nanlin narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

"Why are you laughing?" An Xiu said with a serious face.

The old man was silent.

Zhao Nanlin seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly he stared directly at the old man, rushed to him in three steps and two steps at a time, and suddenly grabbed his collar, "You...you..."

This means...

"She's awake." Zhao Nanlin came back to his senses.

The old man remained silent.

"Are you awake?" An Xiu asked.

The old man still didn't speak.

He picked up the medicine pestle that he threw out, wiped it clean, and continued to pound medicine. After all, there were no outsiders here, so everything still had to be done by himself.

"What's wrong with her?" Zhao Nanlin slowly sat back, "Does she want to return to the country?"

The old man raised his head to look at him, and straightened the collar of his clothes silently, "Do you think everyone is as obsessed with this world as you and your son? Haha, it's true that crows see everything as black."

"When will I wake up?" Zhao Nanlin muttered to himself.

Looking at the old man in front of him, who seemed to be keeping secrets, Zhao Nanlin also became silent.

One or two of them are selling things off.

But one thing is certain, that is, her body is recovering, but there is a lack of an opportunity that makes her trapped in it and unwilling to wake up. So what is she doing in her dream? Suddenly, Zhao Nanlin raised his eyes and asked, "Recover your memory?"

Trapped in the memory of the past, a little bit of recovery, a little bit of recovery, back to the original appearance, becoming the person in the memory.

"The little princess is coming back?" Zhao Nanlin whispered.

The old man ignored him. Whether he will come back or not depends on fate.

The little princess remembered it by herself, and that was fate.

If you can't remember it, your fate is over.

Everything can start again.

Zhao Nanlin took a deep breath, "She lost her memory because the blood clot suppressed her brain. Back then, because she was young, she was seriously injured, and her body had not yet recovered, so no one dared to help her treat it. But now it is different. After all this Over the years, my body has been well maintained, so I have enough energy and spirit to be able to withstand the healing effects of the medicine."

The old man already knew this.

"She is recovering. The blood is melting. The Yan Wan of the past is about to come back. She will no longer be the female doctor who is ignorant of the past. She will become the little princess Wan Wan who hates her words to the point of death." Zhao Nanlin said proudly. Lift the corners of your lips.

The old man still kept silent. There were some things that no one could eat for sure. It was destined...

Love or hate, it’s up to the little princess to make her own choice!

It's just that everyone knew what happened back then. Even without Bo Yangui, the Lin family and his son would have lured enemy troops into the city, and would have betrayed the Yan Kingdom and the Yan Emperor.

Compared to invasion, betrayal is more heinous!

Zhao Nanlin looked at him, "I will continue to take the medicine. Once she wakes up... I will take her away."

"If she wakes up, you may not be able to take her away." The old man lowered his head to prepare the medicine. "Do you know how many people are waiting for the return of this little princess? That is the little princess who was almost made the crown princess. !”

Zhao Nanlin smiled thoughtfully, "I know that those things about Emperor Yan... are actually all on her, but she has lost her memory, so there is no way to know many things. But it is different now. Once she remembers, Those things left by Emperor Yan will be reused."

"Those are also the things of Emperor Yan, the things of their Yan family, not for you, the Lin family, to covet. Do you think everyone is as stupid as you and will hand over their life-saving things easily?" The old man stared at him, "Hand it over." If you get out, is there still life?"

Zhao Nanlin paused, "Don't worry, I will never let my father touch her in the slightest, and I will never let anyone hurt her."

"Zhao Nanlin, you can't even protect yourself. You can only hang on your life with one breath, not even half a life. How can you protect her?" The old man sneered twice, "With this breath of yours? Lin Yan doesn't know how. Let her go."

Zhao Nanlin narrowed his eyes, "After all, you all look down on me and think he is the only one who can protect her? It was like this before, and it's still like this now. Why are each of you like this?"

At the end of the sentence, he seemed to have a nervous breakdown and roared like crazy.

"If it weren't for you, she would have been mine long ago!" Zhao Nanlin gritted his teeth, "I should have killed Bo Yangui long ago. If that was the case, she would have been my wife long ago, and I would have been with her long ago. That wild man He will only be my son!"

bastard?

The old man was stunned, "What kind of bastard?"

As if he suddenly woke up, all the ferocity and madness on Zhao Nanlin's face disappeared, "It's nothing, did I say anything? Ha, it's nothing!"

When the sound fell, he walked away.

Old man: "??"

Madam! (End of chapter)

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