Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Anan looked up, his face pale.

Her black and white eyes were sparkling and her eye sockets were red, like a frightened deer, looking at him pitifully.

He turned around, suppressed his anger, put his red hands behind his back, and ordered without question: "It's okay, go down!"

He thought that such anger was enough, but it didn't work on her. Anan had no intention of obeying him at all, but boldly reached out to him again.

"Let me see." Her tone was gentle, but unquestionable.

He looked back at her in disbelief, glaring at her, trying to scare her away.

But she was very smart to ignore his gaze and did not meet his eyes. Instead, she stared straight at his arm and directly pulled out his right hand that was hidden behind his back.

He watched her take his hand, pout her lips very naturally, and blow gently on the back of his hand. Her lips came so close that he almost kissed her.

The tingling sensation from the heat came from the back of his hand, causing him to tremble all over instantly. He looked in astonishment at the strange girl in front of him who didn't treat him as an outsider at all.

He was disgusted to the extreme and pulled his hand out of hers. Anan's slightly thin body could not withstand such a great force, and he bumped into the pillar of the corridor with a dull sound, and then fell to the ground.

He actually felt guilty for a moment and was about to bend down to help, but he heard an angry shout from outside.

The person who came was none other than Jinyun, who had just made an excuse for not wanting to come.

This childhood friend, who was gentle and refined, cursed at the door.

It was him that was being scolded.

He didn't look like an old friend who had left everything behind to come all the way from the capital to help him, but rather like an irreconcilable enemy.

He couldn't help but look at Anan again.

The man standing opposite her was clearly the man who had loved her for five years, the man who would protect her with his life even if the world collapsed, and the man who told her to live well.

Even if she forgot the whole world, she could never forget him.

But he couldn't recognize her.

The sudden loss and recovery, and the sudden gain and loss again, made Anan go back and forth between great sorrow, great joy, and great sorrow, torn endlessly.

The collision with the pillar also suddenly woke her up from her memories.

I did lose my composure just now.

Seeing that Jinyun was about to come over to question him, Anan slowly stood up with the help of a bench, gently brushed off the dust on his body, and smiled at Jinyun who was running towards him: "It's okay, I didn't stand firmly."

Jinyun didn't even look at him and reached out to pull Anan.

Anan took a step back behind him and smiled calmly, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Yu. Aunt Yu asked me to bring food to the master, but unfortunately, I encountered an assassin. I was careless and burned the master. I wanted to make up for my mistake, but I didn't know medical knowledge and hurt the master, which led to the misunderstanding."

Jinyun didn't say anything, but said to her solemnly: "Aunt Yu has woken up and is looking for you. You should go back first!"

Anan looked at Jinyun deeply.

Jinyun then managed to force a smile and said to Anan, "I've checked. Aunt Yu was just frightened. She's fine. You can go back first."

Seeing Jinyun coming in a hurry, Anan must be going to investigate the matter. Knowing that persuasion was useless, he nodded in agreement. Before leaving, he turned around and glanced at him.

Nothing else, just disgust.

Also, even more disgusting.

Her heart felt like it was stuffed with a ball of very thick and heavy cotton, and not even a breath of wind could get through. There was a slow, oppressive suffocation gnawing at it. There was no clear, sharp pain, only long and endless despair.

unprecedented.