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Seeing the messy head in front of her, she couldn't help but be shocked and immediately retreated to the side:
"Who are you?"
"Ning'er, Ning'er, you're awake ~"
Yan Wuzhan thought he was dreaming, but when he heard her voice, joy immediately filled his heart. He stretched out his hand and tightly hugged the rolling body to the side.
"Ning'er, did you know? You scared me to death!"
The familiar embrace made Dongfang Ning sober up immediately. This was Yan Wuzhan. Didn't she always swim? Why was it like a dream, yet so real?
"You are Yan Wuzhan? "Why are you here? What is this place?"
She reached out to push him, only to realize that her hands were weak. She hadn't felt the slightest bit of weakness in the past few days, so what was going on? Where was she? Wasn't she walking down that path just now?
"Yes, it's This King. Ning'er, don't you recognize me?"
Yan Wuzhan released her gently and placed her in a position where he could clearly see himself. He looked at her with gentle eyes. "Ning'er, look at me!"
"Yan Wuzhan, what's going on?"
"Ning …"
"Why are you so ugly and with such a long beard, your face …" "Hurry up and wash up …"
"Thank God you're finally awake. I'll go wash now, I'll go now …" "No, you want to eat. It's been more than ten days since you last ate, so I'll go get you something to eat first. If you want to bathe, then you hate to be dirty. Also …"
Yan Wuzhan was rubbing his head and didn't know what he had said. However, his heart was filled with joy. She had finally woken up and she had finally returned to normal.
"Someone, come quickly!"
He channeled his inner force and called out loudly for someone. He wasn't afraid of scaring anyone in the middle of the night.
Yan Wuzhan didn't leave even after he shouted. He stared closely at Dongfang Ning, afraid that she would fall asleep again.
"Yan Wuzhan, what's going on?"
"Ning'er, you've been poisoned. I don't know what happened. Don't you remember that night? You were injured by black clothed men and you slept for more than ten days before waking up. Do you feel any discomfort now? Where's the pain?"
Yan Wuzhan didn't know how to explain it, but he was very happy. Finally, he was fine. She was unconscious, and it was as if she wanted his life. Did she know?
"It's all right, it's all right. We're in the palace now, in my mother's palace when she was still alive …"
"Greetings, Battle King. Greetings, Imperial Advisor ~"
While he was speaking incoherently, the person he had called had already arrived. He knelt outside the hall, not daring to raise his head, because the door to his room was not closed, so he could clearly see what was going on inside. Everyone pretended not to have seen him, because now all his subordinates knew that the prince was an emotional person and were used to seeing him like this.
"Ning'er, just you wait. I'll send someone to find your mother, your brother, and Moon King …"
"Someone, go take a bath and get some food. Find Ning'er's mother …"
Everyone rolled their eyes. It was over. Their prince had turned into a fool, so their words were unclear. Should he tell them to go take a bath or should he go take a bath himself?
However, after figuring out what happened, they went to do their own work. They finally knew that they had to eat. In these ten days, Yan Wuzhan could at most drink some water.
Dongfang Ning, who was still in shock, finally saved them. She called out to Yan Wuzhan in a weak voice,
Yan Wuzhan, it's already midnight. Why did you make them do this? Go take a shower and shave. You're really ugly like this. Just cook some porridge for me after you take care of yourself.
"Alright, alright. I'll do it right away." She turned back towards the door and said, "Ning'er, you have to wait for me. You have to wait for me."
"Got it, got it, go quickly!"
After Yan Wuzhan left, Dongfang Ning’er collapsed on the bed and breathed out the Intelligent Brain weakly:
"Intelligent Brain, my brain died, but you won't die. Tell me, what happened in the past few days, why can't you let me wake up?"
"How can Intelligent Brain replace the professor's brain? The Intelligent Brain has no consciousness. Professor, it's been a long time since the Intelligent Brain has been upgraded."
"…"
"Then tell me, what should I do if I encounter such a situation again?"
"The guy on your arm has a plan. The professor should teach it a lesson."
"Slaughter the soul?"
That's right, when he was still dreaming, Tu Hun had appeared and disappeared …
"Alright, turn on sleep mode."
"Professor, good night!"
Dongfang Ning was too weak to even lift a hand. She needed spiritual power to communicate with Tu Hun, so where could she connect if she lost all her spiritual power?
No, that's not right. In her dreams, the Slaughter Soul had told her to wake up, but she couldn't wake up at all. She also said that her soul was too strong to appear, but she had disappeared since …
"Tu Hun, come out, Tu Hun?"
What did soul power mean?
Dongfang Ning yelled for a long time, but did not see the familiar purple light. She thought for a while, maybe because she had not eaten or drank for more than ten days, because she did not have enough physical strength, and because her soul was tired, Tu Hun could not come out.
After a moment of thought, she felt even more exhausted. She closed her eyes helplessly and decided to rest first.
Yan Wuzhan took a bath as fast as he could. Then he shaved and put on a white robe. He dressed himself up and went to get some food. At this moment, Nameless was cooking porridge. He felt relaxed when he saw him.
"Battle King, you just came out. Do you know the cold wind that Feng Liuyun and I have been blowing all day? I already told him to go to bed."
Just now you said you were looking for something to eat, my master is awake, take a look ~ This pot is full of good things, ginseng, after my master eats it, he can guarantee that he will be full of energy immediately, but you have to wait a bit, these things are very precious, it will take more time before the medicinal effects can be produced …
He chattered on for a long time, but Yan Wuzhan listened with great interest with a smile on his face …
"This King is also hungry!"
"Yours is over there, take it yourself!"
Upon hearing that he wasn't here to help his master with the porridge, Nameless immediately turned hostile. He pointed at the stove beside him and lowered his head to look at the fire, not even sparing a glance at him.
Yan Wuzhan, who was in a good mood, naturally didn't feel unhappy. He first fed himself before having the energy to accompany him, and then watched over her all the time ~
Therefore, he went to the side and started to eat in the kitchen. He did not care about the weird gazes from the others, nor did he care about what he ate. He looked like a hungry ghost.
"Do you have more food? I want to eat too!"
Li Songlin suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He went to get a bowl of rice and started to eat with Yan Wuzhan beside the stove.
Yan Wuzhan ignored him as he was too busy eating to take care of Dongfang Ning. He and Li Songlin had a similar experience of being in a worse state than this. The two of them were brothers and could not be separated.