The moment when the black cloth on Qiao Nanxi's eyes was taken down, a beautiful face that was very similar to her came into view.

When the Jiaoyan saw her, her eyes were filled with joy, and then she burst into tears, calling her over and over again, "Sister, sister..."

"Sister?" Qiao Nanxi looked alert and thought to herself that this beautiful girl looked much younger than her. It was normal to call her sister. What was abnormal was Jiaoyan's reaction.

"Who are you?" Qiao Nanxi asked Jiaoyan.

As soon as these words were said, Jiaoyan actually sobbed. Qiao Nanxi felt very sad when she saw her crying pear blossoms in the rain.

"Sister, I am An Lan, your half-sister!" Jiaoyan finally stopped crying, wiped her tears and forced a smile, "Sister, I'm sorry, did you scare you just now?"

"A little bit..." Qiao Nanxi paused and answered truthfully.

"Sister, I'll let you go!" An Lan said as she untied Qiao Nanxi's hands and feet, and then poured another cup of hot water, "Sister, drink some water first, I won't harm you!"

"Thank you!" Qiao Nanxi took it, but did not send it to her lips, but kept it in her hand.

An Lan knew Qiao Nanxi's concerns and smiled, without force, sat across from her carefully.

"An Lan, are you tied me?" Qiao Nanxi was the first to ask in silence. She looked at An Lan, as if she was looking at An An a few years ago. An An should be like this at such an age, pure and not contaminated with the secular aura.

When An Lan heard this, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. After a while, she shook her head. When she shook her head, her eyes looked at the ground and her fingers kept rubbing the corners of her clothes, "No!"

Of course Qiao Nanxi knew that it was not An Lan. The reason she asked this was to lead to the subsequent questions.

"Then you must know this person, right? Otherwise you won't appear here safely!".

An Lan nodded, "Well, I recognize him!".

"Can you tell my sister who he is?" Qiao Nanxi threw an approving look at An Lan.

An Lan hesitated for a moment, raised her eyes and looked at Qiao Nanxi, "Sister, in fact, even if Lan'er doesn't say it, you will see him later. He is A Ran!"

"A Ran?" Qiao Nanxi looked shocked. Along the way she was tied up, she thought about many people, even the palace maids who had passed by, and never thought it would be Feng Junran.

What did Feng Junran tie her up for?

"Sister, don't blame A Ran!" When talking about Feng Junran, tears flashed in An Lan's eyes, "He is almost dead!".

Qiao Nanxi didn't say anything, looked at An Lan quietly and waited for her to continue talking.

An Lan sobbed, looking very sad. Qiao Nanxi felt that this girl must have a special relationship with Feng Junran, otherwise she would not be so sad.

Jiudurong said that Feng Junran was seriously ill, and An Lan said that Feng Junran was about to die. It seems that Feng Junran's physical condition is really not optimistic.

"Sister, A Ran loves you very much. Can you please don't leave him?" An Lan whispered with tears in her eyes.

"An Lan, you are still young. If you get older, you will understand that the most unscrupulous thing in the world is emotion!" Qiao Nanxi sighed and reached out to brush away the tears on An Lan's cheek.

As for what An Lan said, she was really powerless to ask her not to leave Feng Junran.

Because she only had sympathy and pity for Feng Junran, she was not An An, she did not love Feng Junran, and she was even more unlikely to betray Jiu Durong.

"Sister..." An Lan choked for a moment and forced a smile, "I understand!".

"An Lan, thank you for your understanding!" Qiao Nanxi smiled back.

Next, there was a silence.

An Lan couldn't stop leisure, so she prepared snacks for Qiao Nanxi, and the Central People brought seasonal fruits and vegetables, and her busy figures kept shuttleing through the room.

Qiao Nanxi asked An Lan to stop and rest for a while several times. An Lan always smiled gently and told her, sister, I'm not tired.

Seeing that Qiao Nanxi could not persuade An Lan, she simply said nothing.

She took the food prepared by An Lan and put it aside, and did not taste it. She even deliberately ignored the loss in An Lan's eyes.

Forgive her!

She really couldn't have the trust of this sister who had no impression of her, and suddenly appeared like a relative.

She was tied here and had lost the foundation of trust.

The only thing she could do was to observe everything around quietly to see if she had the chance to escape from here.

"Sister, you have something to eat. My favorite white-spiced crispy food is delicious!" An Lan held a plate of snacks and handed them to Qiao Nanxi like a treasure. Without waiting for her to make any move, she first pinched a piece and stuffed it into her mouth. Her cheeks were bulging and chewed, and she smiled at Qiao Nanxi while chewing, a little silly.

Qiao Nanxi really doesn’t want to eat it. On the one hand, she doesn’t like sweets, and on the other hand, she doesn’t believe in her.

But seeing An Lan working hard and even taking a bite to relieve her concerns, Qiao Nanxi felt very embarrassed, so she pinched a small piece and put it in her mouth, hooked her lips and chewed it carefully.

When An Lan saw Qiao Nanxi eating, she was very happy. She was afraid that she would not like it, so she asked carefully, "Is it delicious?"

Qiao Nanxi didn't say anything and kept nodding.

An Lan's smile on her face became lighter. She couldn't see it if she didn't look closely. Then she turned sideways and began to tidy up her clothes.

Qiao Nanxi took advantage of her chance to turn her head and quickly spit her food in her palm.

In the following time, An Lan became very quiet, no longer chattering like before.

Qiao Nanxi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, An Lan's enthusiasm made her unable to withstand it.

After a while, a man in white was welcomed into the room.

It's Feng Junran.

This is not the first time Qiao Nanxi has seen Feng Junran wearing white clothes, but looking at the entire Feng Kingdom, no one is more suitable for white than Feng Junran.

With a clear and beautiful temperament, a stunning and stunning face, Feng Junran is like a banished immortal who is not as good as the world. The beauty cannot bear to make people blasphemy.

If there is no Jiude Rong, such a man, even if he is a person like her who is above the top, would be moved!

But now, when she looked at Feng Junran again, she felt a shocking smell.

It seems that flowers bloom to the extreme, and they will wait for the decline.

Feng Junran walked calmly, but walked slowly, like an elderly person, stopping step by step, and also as if he was terminally ill. The next moment, he was separated from the yin and yang of others.

The handsome and innocent face was pale, and the amber eyes were no longer as bright as before. The whole person was like a nearly dry river, gradually disappearing.

"Aran!" An Lan shouted happily and ran up, with less depression between her eyebrows and eyes. She looked like a sunny flower. The man in front of her was the sun in the sky, and her eyes were only revolving around him.

"Lan'er!" Feng Junran spoke weakly, nodded at An Lan, and then moved her gaze to Qiao Nanxi, who was sitting in the room.

Qiao Nanxi looked back at Feng Junran with dissatisfaction. After a moment, she took the lead in looking away, and her whole body exuded a speechless anger.

When she saw Feng Junran, she thought of her fear and uneasiness after being tied up. No matter how many reasons there were, the person who tied her up would be difficult to forgive.

Feng Junran looked at An Lan, An Lan exchanged eyes with him, then walked forward and spoke to Qiao Nanxi, "Sister, don't be angry with A Ran. A Ran really has no choice but to come up with this bad plan. He loves you so much, even I feel ashamed of myself. Even I willingly help him get you back!"

Retrieve her?

Is Feng Junran trying to find her or An An?

It's An An!

Feng Junran knew that she was Qiao Nanxi, but An Lan shouldn't know if no one told her.

"Lan'er, you go out first!" Feng Junran finally spoke. He seemed unwilling to let An Lan get wronged in the middle and wanted to send An Lan away.

An Lan stubbornly grabbed Qiao Nanxi's hand and ignored Feng Junran's words, "Sister, would you please promise me not to be angry? Sister..." As she said that, she was about to shed tears again.

Qiao Nanxi looked pitiful, her heart suddenly softened, she held her hand and nodded silently.

An Lan burst into tears and buried her head in Qiao Nanxi's arms, "Sister, Lan'er's mother passed away early. In order not to let Lan'er suffer, she did not marry again. But Dad didn't know that Lan'er wanted to have an older sister. Whenever she went out with her, she saw the child held by her sister on the street, and she was envious. So, when Lan'er knew that I also had a sister, she didn't fall asleep all night. Sister, you are Lan'er's sister. Lan'er will protect her sister, don't be unhappy, don't be hurt anymore!"

"Lan'er, sister is not angry. I'm very happy to know you!" Qiao Nanxi heard An Lan's words and said that she was not moved. She was moved and felt ashamed again, because she knew that the sister An Lan said was not her at all but An An, and An Lan's love for her was actually the love given to An An.

An An, you have a relative, your sister, named An Lan, I am holding her now, have you felt it?

Tears slipped down involuntarily, Qiao Nanxi knew that this was the tears shed for An An.

An Lan noticed Qiao Nanxi crying, stood up at a loss, picked up her sleeve and wiped her gently, "Sister, don't cry, Lan'er is not good, I'm making my sister cry again!"

Qiao Nanxi shook her head and wanted to tell An Lan that it's okay, I won't cry, but the tears couldn't help but flow down, and there was a faint pain on her forehead.

"Sister, Lan'er tells you a secret. Lan'er has a child! It's King Ye Qing!" An Lan changed the topic, lifted her shirt slightly, revealing her slightly bulging belly, "Look, sister..." After speaking, she casually swept to Feng Junran, "I will give birth to him and raise him well, so, sister, you must be well, we must be well!"

Feng Junran narrowed An Lan's lower abdomen, her eyes were complicated, she was stunned and sad. After a moment, she moved away, clenched her fists, and her thin lips were pursed, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Lan'er, there are babies, congratulations! My sister doesn't know about King Ye Qing, but I believe in your vision. If he treats you badly, come to find my sister and teach him a lesson for you!" Qiao Nanxi touched An Lan's belly curiously, and a similar image appeared in her mind.

Uncle, he kicked me!

Uncle, it’s not good for your baby to hear what you said!

The girl with a crisp voice and a beautiful face laughed and blamed a handsome man. Although the picture is blurry, it feels very realistic.

Qiao Nanxi's mouth unconsciously smiled, as if she was trapped in some sweet memory.

This sweetness continued until An Lan's call came from his ears, "Sister...what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's okay..." Qiao Nanxi suddenly came back to her senses and burst into cold sweat.

The empathy just now was all about An An's experience. Qiao Nanxi suddenly realized that she was influenced by An An's past.

This phenomenon is not a good phenomenon!

This shows that her soul is not fully compatible with An An's body, and may be sealed or completely separated from this body.

"I thought what's wrong with my sister!" An Lan breathed a sigh of relief and turned her eyes to Feng Junran, her eyes melted, and there was a faint crystal flashing, "Sister, King Ye Qing is very nice to me, and now I have it, but what I am worried about is A Ran. He is actually very ill!"
To be continued...