After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

Nightmare?

In the traditional sense, this was indeed a nightmare, but to him, it was not a nightmare. How could he dare to admit it to Xie Jue? It's not a nightmare, so how to define such a dream.

"Why did I lose my memory?" Fang Chuning asked Xie Jue in a painful tone, "There are only a handful of people in the world who have lost their memory. Why is it me?"

But no matter how painful it was, his memory couldn't come back. He couldn't even clearly recall the dream that was very complicated for him. Everything in the dream was so blurry, and there was only a moment of clarity. Very vague.

Xie Jue looked at the struggling Fang Chuning and felt a little pain in his heart. Maybe their bond was too deep. He could feel Fang Chuning's emotions, just like when he was in Beiman, Fang Chuning could feel his struggles. Such a blank space Life is also a torture for him, and he also hopes that Fang Chuning can remember him. He also has a very vague hope that during the period when his memory has not been restored, Fang Chuning can like him again. He knows that this is something It was a difficult thing. Fang Chuning, who had lost his memory, did not grow up with his childhood sweetheart, nor did he live and die with him, let alone share weal and woe in the Northern Barbarians. How could he like him.

His relationship with Fang Chuning was not love at first sight or lust.

Their emotions are a long-lasting companionship and the rejection of worldly prejudices. In countless confrontations and compromises, the love of collapse and reconstruction is the solitary courage of him and his hesitation, giving up, and finally obeying his heart again and again.

Without those memories, Fang Chuning might have hated a woman.

Aning knew it was difficult, but he held on to meager expectations. I also knew why I didn’t have such expectations. I knew that my expectations would fail, but I still worked hard.

"Xie Jue, he was seriously injured in Sangnan, which affected his memory. It is a temporary relief, but it is also permanent. His injury will be healed in one day, and his memory will come back."

"Take personal care and prepare medicine yourself?"

Aning came back with a bowl of medicine. There was a smell of bitter medicine outside the room, "You are drinking it!"

"Xie Jue, you..." Sun Yu suddenly laughed, and Fang Chuning's scalp went numb. There was definitely something wrong with Sun Yu smiling like that. Sure enough, Sun Yu said, "You don't have such impulse all the time, so he drank To drink?”

"After taking that medicine, you feel like you're getting sicker."

"His illness is taboo. He only takes medicine according to my husband's instructions. How can his body recover? Xie Jue, he almost lost his life in Sangnan. It was the most serious injury he suffered. Did he recover?"

"You've been sick for a long time. Did you feel cold or comfortable along the way?" Fang Chuning patiently lifted the quilt, "He is more annoying than the valet in your house."

Sun Yu shook her head, sighed, and went out. Fang Chuning knew what I was going to do. When he was about to fall asleep, he smelled a strange smell of medicine. Fang Chuning felt like he was facing a small enemy, his scalp was numb, and he felt that he was my old enemy behind him. .

I was so obedient, and Aning was very satisfied.

Sun Yuwei, "..."

"Once the injury is healed, can you recover?"

Sun Yuwei, "..."

Fang Chuning was scared when he saw An Ning holding the medicine. He was poisoned by An Ning. I felt that my life was really hard!

Fang Chuning was extremely regretful. He wished he had to go back in time and slap himself to death. If he asked him to do nothing, would I have any attendants by my side? He needs to do it all by himself, so what’s wrong with him?

"He went drinking with Zhou Shiyan and others. Did you take any medicine today? Get up and drink the medicine."

Fang Chuning waited for Aning to urge me, so she jumped in decisively, pulled up the quilt and covered her head. Everyone was in charge, so she just pretended to be dead, "You're sleepy, go to sleep."

But Aning has been used to being served by others since he was a child. Most of the time when there are people around to serve him, he will be hungry as much as he can. When he is hungry, he should carefully eat something to cushion him. I am here to do detailed work, and I can live a little more when boiling medicine. They were all meticulous, and the brewed medicine was thick, bitter, and astringent, and it was difficult to eat it. But I had no idea that the medicine was not bitter. Good medicine tastes bitter, so Fang Chuning was forced to drink the bitter medicine that I brewed by myself. This is called The pain was unspeakable, and the next few times she had diarrhea after drinking it. Aning insisted that it was because Sun Yuwei was too weak and it was not a problem with the medicine.

"If you drink it, your body will have recovered a long time ago, just by drinking that bitter medicine."

Who can help me?

terrible!

Do I really have to drink that medicine?

"That medicine...does it have to be drunk?" Fang Chuning frowned and felt his stomach hurt. It felt so good that he was habitually nauseated.

"You believe it. You think he is poisoning you. You believe he is giving you a quick-acting poison. This kind of poison can control you. If you leave him, you will definitely die." The medicine I will take in the future will be so bad. It's definitely Aning's way of brewing the medicine that's right.

Fang Chuning's throat tightened. He took the medicine and drank it in one gulp. The medicine was as bitter as coptis. It was the most unpleasant thing I had ever drunk in my life. I am the servant in the mansion back then. The most you could do was to put it outside the medicine. A little sugar, combined with the bitterness, A Ning is so strong that I really want to drink it to death.

I was really convinced by An Ning. I always felt that An Ning was rigid. I suddenly realized, "His body looks at Wen Qiang. You must be taking care of him from now on. Don't you take care of him like that?"

"Take the medicine and go to bed early. You have to go out early tomorrow morning. If he wants to talk in the house, let Zhou Shiyan take him out. You come back before noon. He still needs to drink medicine before noon."

"Is the medicine you take so bitter?"

“Good medicine tastes bitter.”

"This is his delusion. He wants to drink medicine."

"But your pain hasn't healed yet."

"He is taking medicine, when will he be healthy again?"

"It's necessary. Just let the master of the house prepare the medicine."

"Yes!" Aning denied.

"Correct!"

Fang Chuning thought for a while, and it seemed so. I was indeed forced to drink a lot of medicine along the way. Sun Yu was as bad as the waiter in the house and fooled me. I really loved drinking those bitter medicines. I poured them into the vase every time. Besides, I always avoided people. I thought someone would know about it, but I didn’t expect that Aning would know about it.

"Will do!"

"He is a young general who fights on the battlefield. He is physically weak. He can wield an eight-weight spear with one hand, can subdue the fiercest war horse, can sleep with an eagle for eight days, and can subdue ferocious beasts with his bare hands. He His body has not recovered as before, so his memory has not recovered. Xie Jue, recuperation is a matter of one day and one night. He needs to recuperate quickly. Listening to my husband, the waiter at Green Willow Villa endured the pain every time. He poured the medicine outside the vase where he kept the lotus. He had drunk the medicine badly, so his body had been difficult to recover. You watched him drink the medicine all the way, and he was not too cold or tired. Yes Yes Yes?"

Aning turned around suddenly, with hot eyes, "Let him try!"

Why should I rise and be tormented.