I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

After returning home, Yingying lay on the bed aggrievedly. The strange thing was that Tong Xihong and Yan Ting did not wake up because of her movements.

"What's my name? How old am I?"

These two questions have been lingering in Yingying's mind.

"There must be someone who is lying, but it doesn't look like she is lying, but I remember it right. I am ten years old this year."

"But why did she say my name wasn't Tongyan? Who else could I be if I wasn't Tongyan?"

After thinking for a long time, Yingying couldn't figure it out, so she had to lie down on the bed and fall asleep.

In the dream, there was a woman looking at me with a kind face. I don't know why, but she gave me a very kind feeling, and she actually called me "Ying'er"?

This must be the first time I see her, right? But why is she calling herself "Yinger"?

When they woke up, it was already bright. Tong Xihong and Yan Ting were already dressed and seemed to have returned from outside.

"Mom, I had a very strange dream last night. A woman called me Ying'er, and she looked at me very strangely."

Yingying lay in Yan Ting's arms and nuzzled, raised her little head and said.

"That one is called Auntie. Silly boy, you can't be rude in your dreams."

Yan Ting knocked her little head and said with a chuckle.

"I know, it just feels weird."

Yingying rubbed her head aggrievedly.

"Go out for a walk. If you are sick, you will get sick if you stay at home."

"Uh-huh."

Half a month has passed, and Yingying still hasn't woken up.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Princess..."

Wang Qi walked in and saw Ying Meng still holding the little one in her arms.

"You go out first, I will stay with her here."

Yingmeng turned her back to Wang Qi, preventing him from seeing her current appearance.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wang Qi looked at Ying Meng, sighed, turned around and walked towards the door.

"Clap."

A drop of clear tears slipped from Yingmeng's pretty face and fell on Yingying's forehead.

"Ying'er, you must wake up. As long as you can wake up, you can do whatever you want, Ying'er..."

Yingying has been in a dream for more than half a month. In these days, she has collected a lot of gadgets, including a purple branch, a stone that looks like a crown, and many strange little things.

Every time she lies in bed and falls asleep, that woman will appear in her dream and call her "Ying'er". She is used to it now, but she prefers to watch her without speaking.

"Everything in the dream is fake and not real. Why don't you understand?"

The girl's voice came in from the window, startling her.

Yingying stuck her little head out and saw the girl standing in front of her window, looking at her with anxiety on her pretty face.

"If you don't wake up, you will really be trapped here and never wake up!"

"What are you doing?"

Yingying was frightened by her appearance and didn't understand why she kept saying this after seeing her for more than ten days.

"Why is it too late?"

"Have you really forgotten your name? Have you really not been able to remember anything about the missing four years of memory!"

In desperation, the girl shouted loudly to Yingying.

While Yingying was fighting with the girl, Yan Ting ran over, pulled the girl aside and slapped her.

"Whose wild girl are you? Why do you come here to make trouble every day?"

"You must remember, have you really forgotten, who saved you, who are you, who are you?"

The girl ignored the pain caused by Yan Ting's beating and yelled at Yingying.

"Get out of here, you wild girl!"

Yan Ting couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed her hair and dragged her out, closing the door.

"Are you okay?"

Yan Ting came over and looked at Yingying and asked her.

"I'm fine, mom. But, am I really not called Tong Yan? Moreover, she said that I have lost four years of memory. Is that true?"

Yingying was already shaken at this time, always feeling that she had forgotten something important and that the girl might really know.

"What are you thinking about? If you don't call me Tongyan, what else can you call me?"

Yan Ting scratched her little nose and smiled softly.

"Think about the person in the dream and what she said to you! Are they true? Take a good look!"

The girl's voice came from outside. Yan Ting frowned, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

"Where did you come from, you wild child? Go home!"

That person in the dream?

That woman?

She seems to have been calling herself "Ying'er". Is my name Ying'er?

Lost four years of memory?

But why did she want me to see if what I was seeing was true?

Yingying felt like her head was in a mess, and she kept going through what she had seen and heard these days.

"Everything in the dream is fake!"

"You must wake up!"

"That clock was given by the mayor."

A stone that resembles a crown, and purple branches.

Strange girl, and strange big sister, why does she salute to herself?

"Yinger."

The woman in the dream appeared in the yard, her purple eyes full of love, but why was she crying?

"Are you calling me? What is my name? What did I forget?"

Yingying looked at her and asked the question in her heart.

"Ying'er is awake. Do you miss me?"

"Didn't I think that you had changed your body and identity, so I just wanted to give you a new name."

"Mom, I like this name very much, thank you, Mom."

Fragments of memories appeared in her mind again, and waves of headache made her exhale in pain.

"It hurts...my head hurts..."

Yingying covered her little head and lay on the window sill, her little face almost wrinkled in pain.

Just when she was enduring it, she suddenly felt herself being pulled into a warm embrace. She raised her little head and saw that the woman was looking at her with distress.

"Who are you, and who am I?"

"Your name is Yingying, have you forgotten?"

The woman gently smoothed her hair and kissed her on the forehead.

"Can not remember."

Yingying shook her head, feeling so warm in the woman's arms.

The woman was not in a hurry, she waved her hand, and the stone in the corner that looked like a crown floated up and flew into her hand.

"Snapped."

When the stone shattered, an exquisite crown was revealed.

"What a beautiful crown."

Yingying looked slightly distracted.

The woman smiled softly and gently put the crown on her little head.

"Do you remember?"

The woman held her in her arms and asked softly.

"I seem to remember a little bit, but there are still a lot I don't remember."

Yingying rubbed her little head and smiled sheepishly.

While they were chatting, Yan Ting and Tong Xihong were standing at the door looking at them without knowing it, but they also had tears in their eyes.