Day after day, winter goes and spring comes, and in a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Over the past three years, everyone has been changing constantly.

Siyu and Weiyang went from being a slut to learning to walk, to running around, and when they were naughty, even Nalan Yue couldn't catch up.

They go to Fengyi Palace to see their mother every day.

Weiyang likes to talk to his mother, and his little face is attached to his mother's ear. He complains that his father is very busy every day. She often doesn't care about him, complaining that his brother always doesn't play with her and always likes to read books with his arms, but what's so good about books? It's so dark, it's better to catch crickets in the garden...

I mumbled, I can say for a long time, but when I am about to come, Wei Yang will kiss An'an's cheek, his little face is simple and holy. Mom, wake up quickly, Dad said, if you don't wake up, I will grow up!

Every time Siyu sees her sister and her mother whispering, she will automatically retreat aside and wait quietly. Sometimes when she hears what Wei Yang says is wrong, she will refute, for example, Mom, I have played with my sister, Mom, it’s boring to catch crickets, I don’t like it…

Feng Junran spent three years with An An. At first, he took his heart blood once a day, but later his body couldn't stand it anymore, so he changed it to once every ten days.

Of course, nourishing An An with the heart's blood is not known, except Jiudurong.

The palace ladies only knew that the monarch of the dynasty was in poor health and suffered from a stubborn cough. He did not improve after taking medicine all year round.

In fact, Feng Junran is waking up An An by overdrawing her body.

He experienced the pain of An An over and over again, punished himself over and over again, and made him feel less guilty with a nearly perverted mentality!

Jiu Durong scolded him for being crazy and wanted to die, but Feng Junran still did his own thing and couldn't listen to Jiu Durong's advice.

Over time, Jiu Durong was too lazy to talk nonsense to Feng Junran. When he was free, he teased Weiyang and praised Siyu, and his life was monotonous and casual.

If it were three years ago, Jiu Durong would definitely not believe that he could live such a boring life for three years. He has always liked interesting and colorful life, not as pure and careless as Feng Junran.

An Lan is still very close to Nalan Yunye. It is said that everyone in the palace is saying that King Ye Qing will marry Miss An as the princess. It has been passed down for three years, but the two of them have not achieved success.

However, King Ye Qing's body began to get sick at the end of the first year and at the beginning of the second year. At first, it was just because of a poor appetite, poor sleep, and extremely easy to get tired.

Nalan Yunye didn't care much about it. He had always had poor sleep. He thought it was caused by poor sleep and his physical fatigue. He asked an imperial physician to treat it and prescribed some medicines to strengthen the spleen and regulate the stomach.

Unexpectedly, Nalan Yunye did not improve after taking it, and he actually developed symptoms of swelling hands and feet.

The appearance of this symptom shows something. Even if Nalan Yunye does not know much about medical skills, he still knows it is a dangerous signal.

He had to ask Feng Junran for help.

To be honest, since An An was blocked, his relationship with Feng Junran has been on thin ice. On the one hand, his irritability towards An An but not asking for help made him unwilling to pay attention to Feng Junran. On the other hand, he asked the palace servants to read through the medical books and found that Feng Junran's coughing of blood was probably caused by depression.

He knew very well that the source of depression was An An. All the things about An An could make him, the eldest brother, work hard.

So, he decided to let An An temporarily go, otherwise, if he really forced him to death, his mother would probably not forgive him.

On this day, Feng Junran was invited to step into Yuqing Palace again.

He hasn't seen Nalan Yunye for a long time. Since last time he asked Nalan Yunye why he blocked An'an, Nalan Yunye stopped going to court and often went out to the palace to have fun. Although they were all in the palace, if they were deliberately avoiding it, it would be difficult to meet him for a year. This is the case with him and Nalan Yunye.

Feng Junran looked at Nalan Yunye with a shock in her eyes.

How did Nalan Yunye become like this?

He was in very poor condition, his lips were flushed with abnormal redness, and his amber eyes were no longer as bright as before, as if he was seriously ill.

"Brother, I'm going to die, are you happy?" Nalan Yunye seemed to be indifferent to Feng Junran's surprise, and his tone was very frivolous.

Feng Junran ignored him, grabbed his hand, and put his finger on his wrist.

During the pulse diagnosis, An Lan came over with tea, with worry rippling between her eyebrows. Those who didn't know thought she was the princess of King Ye Qing.

An Lan first poured a cup of tea and placed it with Feng Junran's hand, then poured a cup of tea and placed it next to Nalan Yunye. Then she twisted a wet cotton towel and waited to clean Nalan Yunye's hands.

An Lan has been busy all the time, her delicate figure keeps shuttled through.

Feng Junran frowned and looked at An Lan thoughtfully, then told Nalan Yunye to pay attention to rest. He had no serious illness and he could prescribe a few doses of medicine for him.

"Brother, don't lie to me! If I have an incurable disease, tell me in advance so that I can be mentally prepared!" Nalan Yunye smiled and stared at Feng Junran without blinking.

Feng Junran lowered her eyes and emphasized to Nalan Yunye, "You have no symptoms that cannot be cured! Don't worry!".

Nalan Yunye was very disappointed with Feng Junran's avoidance. He knew a little about the severity of his illness.

However, Nalan Yunye did not show it at all. After hearing Feng Junran say this, he sighed and said, "That's good!"

Feng Junran got up and wrote the prescription to An Lan. When An Lan received the prescription, she saw a line of words on a piece of white paper, which was written by Feng Junran to her.

At the time of Xu, Chonghua Palace, I have something to ask you.

When An Lan saw the line of words, her little face turned pale, then she raised her eyes and looked at Feng Junran. Feng Junran was also staring at her, with a compassionate expression, as if she had seen through everything.

An Lan dodged her eyes for a moment, nodded to Feng Junran quickly, and walked out with the prescription.

Feng Junran withdrew her gaze, fixed her eyes on the white paper, moved her hands slightly, twisted them into powder with internal force, and when she moved her body away, her sleeves were raised lightly, and the powder fell to the ground, tiny dust spread out, and disappeared into the air.

...

An Lan gave the prescription to the palace servants and asked the palace servants to go to the Imperial Hospital to get medicine and boil it. When he returned to Yuqing Palace, Feng Junran had already left.

Nalan Yunye didn't know if he heard Feng Junran say it was okay and was in a good mood. At least An Lan had never seen him so happy.

"Come here!" Nalan Yunye hooked his finger at An Lan.

An Lan was nervous. She had been nervous since Feng Junran came over. After seeing Nalan Yunye's smile and hearing his words, she was even more nervous.

"Prince!" An Lan walked over with an innocent look on her face. Three years were enough for her to grow into a person who was not as happy and angry as she was mentally strong.

"An Lan, what do you think when my king's illness is cured, how about marrying you as a concubine?" Nalan Yunye smiled warmly, grabbed her hand, rubbing it like playing with a treasure.

When An Lan heard this, she was slightly stunned and quickly lowered her head, "Your Majesty is joking! You know the best about the relationship between us two!"

"Look at me!" Nalan Yunye suddenly grabbed her chin, forcing her to raise her head, and her smile gradually calmed down from the corner of her mouth, "Is this king like I am joking?"

An Lan stared at him, and after a long time, she spit out the word "good" from her mouth.

Nalan Yunye said nothing, his fingers slid down and moved to An Lan's neck. It was a little bit, and it was very slow, like a snake climbing, even the cold touch.

An Lan couldn't help but turn her head, trying to get rid of the discomfort.

Unexpectedly, Nalan Yunye strangled An Lan's pink neck and lifted her from the ground.

An Lan suddenly felt unbearable to breathe and slapped Nalan Yunye with both hands.

"An Lan, did you do something to me that caused me to feel uncomfortable!" Nalan Yunye looked at An Lan's struggle indifferently, and his face showed an angry hideous look.

An Lan could not answer, could not shake her head, but could only wave her hands to express her innocence.

Nalan Yunye was silent for a while and threw An Lan down, "I don't know if you dare!"

An Lan fell to the ground and coughed violently. After a while, she found her voice, "Prince! What do you want to do? If you don't believe me, I will never step into Yuqing Palace!"

After saying that, he struggled to get up and ran out without looking back.

Seeing this, Nalan Yunye flew over to hug An Lan's waist, which was very tight. An Lan felt that her internal organs were about to be squeezed out.

"Don't leave!" Nalan Yunye's overbearing order, three years, was neither long nor short. He seemed to have become accustomed to An Lan's company. Even if he stayed by An An's side, he was reluctant to let this side. "What the king said just now was true. You can consider whether to choose to be with me openly or not together like this unclearly!"

An Lan trembled all over, a fear that had never been seen filled her heart. This fear was not only the lingering fear that almost died just now, but also the timidity of being so entangled by Nalan Yunye.

"Okay, I'll think about it!" An Lan tried hard to make her voice sound normal, her back pressed against the man's chest, and her breathing gradually became much smoother.

Nalan Yunye let go of An Lan and raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead, "It's okay, you can refuse!".

"I'll think about it!" An Lan suddenly raised her voice and glared at Nalan Yunye. She, who had always been docile in front of him, was the first time she was angry.

She didn't know why she was so popular, probably because she had experienced too much shock today!

Nalan Yunye obviously didn't expect An Lan to be angry. Her appearance reminded him of An An, and the same was true when An An was angry.

"An Lan, if you have always been so personal, maybe I will fall in love with you!" Nalan Yunye said with a smile.

An Lan stared at Nalan Yunye, and tears rolled down without warning, "I don't need you to fall in love with me! You can take care of yourself first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Lan just wanted to bite off her tongue. She really didn't open the pot and picked up the pot.

"I will get better..." He repeated this sentence until Nalan Yunye lay on the bed.

An Lan covered Nalan Yunye with a thin mattress and left quickly.

Uneasy, An Lan went to Chonghua Palace.

Feng Junran was already waiting there. When she saw her coming, she asked straight to the point, "What did you eat for Ye?"

Although An Lan was mentally prepared before coming, she knew that Feng Junran would definitely ask Nalan Yunye's condition, but when she really faced Feng Junran, she realized that all the lies were so difficult to make up in front of this man.

"Aran, what are you referring to?" Even so, An Lan didn't intend to tell the truth. A set of rhetoric prepared long ago was in her heart. When necessary, she told Feng Junran this rhetoric.

"An Lan!" Feng Junran shook her head, looking sad and disbelief, "How come you become like this!"

One sentence made An Lan fall apart, and she laughed, with tears in her sadness, "Aran, what do you want me to be?"

Yes, what do you want me to be?

Soft, rough, sarcastic, kind?

You don’t like me, you don’t like anything!

You like the person you like no matter what he becomes!

This is the difference between love and not love.

With one sentence, Feng Junran was so choked that he couldn't answer. He turned his head and calmed down a little, "An Lan, I don't mean that! Ye's body was very unhappy, and his organs seemed to have stopped running, and even I could do nothing!"
To be continued...