After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

Xie Fuyi couldn't bear to see her depressed.

These days, he watched her working so hard to make money, completely disregarding her own health. He wanted to persuade her, but at some point he saw her lonely figure sitting on the wall, as if he was going to lose his sister again.

That year, he escaped from the general's mansion with her in his arms and was chased by people. He led the pursuers away by himself, and the wet nurse took her away.

She opened her eyes while leaning on her nanny's shoulder and neck. That was the last time he saw her.

Her dark eyes looked at him without crying or making a fuss. He cruelly turned his head and went against her, but at some point he softened his heart and turned back.

Those eyes, which had always been clear and innocent, were full of loss, with tears hanging in the corners of the eyes and refusing to fall. The sad look of the little child with his head down gradually overlapped with that of the girl sitting alone on the wall at night.

He just realized that she was able to remember things and was sensible by then.

No matter how much hatred he had for the Heavenly Family, it could not withstand a single look from her.

The little girl asked him to go find someone. He met Wei Wu based on the information brought by his subordinates. He said that his master had been missing recently.

The words were vaguely referring to them.

Xie Fuyi glanced at him coldly, then turned and left without saying a word.

How could they just see or not see his sister, the one he held in his hands?

But if the little girl insisted on seeing him, it would be okay for him to try to get her.

When Gu Qinghe heard what he said, he realized that he had found the person.

She took out the firewood from the stove and let it simmer on low heat, then trotted after him and said, "I'll go with you."

On the second floor of the inn at the entrance of Nanning Town.

Wei Wu stood outside the door holding a bowl with a worried look on his face, and said earnestly: "Master, you haven't eaten for three days. Please at least open the door and eat something, even if it's just a bite."

"Take it away..." A low and hoarse voice came from inside the door, with an inexplicable and strange depression, "Wei Wu, someone wants me dead. I will kill them with my own hands and then go to accompany them. What do you think?"

Wei Wu's face no longer had the cheerfulness of previous days. He didn't understand why people would remember things they had forgotten. He didn't like his current master, not at all.

He felt sorry for him, but he was helpless about what he could do.

"Master...you can't die." Wei Wu's voice choked unconsciously, "His Majesty is still waiting for you to return to the capital, and Prime Minister Xie is also waiting for you."

There was silence in the room for a moment, and then a low sigh was heard: "You can't go back, Wei Wu. You should know that your master died in March..."

Wei Wu tightened his grip on the bowl and said in hatred, "He's not dead! I don't know! I don't believe it! Master, have you forgotten too?"

He begged in a low voice: "Forget it, Xiaowu, please... The you a few days ago was obviously the real you, why do you suppress your nature, Master, Xiaowu doesn't understand, I really don't understand, there are so many brothers who died in the battle, why do you only remember them..."

When Wei Lin and his men came up, he heard these words. He paused and subconsciously looked at the two people behind him.

"bump--"

The door panel was smashed hard, and the sound of broken porcelain pierced the ears, accompanied by the suppressed voice of the person in the room: "I can't forget! Everyone in this world can forget! You can forget! Wei Lin can forget! But I can't..."

Their flesh and blood grow in my body...

They are not disgusting, the food is not disgusting, what is disgusting is me who eats the food...

I am at the end of my rope and still want to find a chance of survival by using their lives.

Wei Lin turned around and said in a friendly manner: "You two have seen and heard it. My master really doesn't see anyone. Please go back."

It was the first time that Gu Qinghe heard Liu Bai's angry and furious voice.

In the past, she only thought that he looked violent and ferocious when he clenched his fists and hit herself hard, but the words he said sounded helpless and pitiful.

Later, when his memory was half restored, his voice became clear, cheerful and bright, as if there was nothing in the world to worry about, and he felt free and at ease.

There has never been a moment that was so manic, depressed and hoarse.

"Leave a space," his mind was drawn and Gu Qinghe unconsciously called out towards the house.

The room fell into deathly silence.

After a long while, a hoarse cough was heard: "Miss Gu, go back..."

The voice coming through the door no longer had the youthful and cheerful feeling, and the words were filled with the vicissitudes and weakness of old age.

Just seven days, a week's absence.

He became like this.

He distanced himself from her in person and no longer avoided her on purpose.

Before Gu Qinghe could even think deeply about the reason behind it, she heard him say, "Miss Gu, Liubai is no longer Liubai, and I will not be him, not in the past, and even less so now. I guess you already know that I have forgotten things, so please stay away from me. I don't really want to see you, and I don't like you to come to me, so please go back."

He coughed lightly, his voice weak and cold.

Gu Qinghe never thought that the boy she and he picked up, the boy to whom she had invested so much affection in another world, would one day push her away with his own hands.

Being hit in the face by cold water on a winter day was not as chilling as these words he said when he was sober.

Her heart gradually froze and became frozen, and Gu Qinghe broke off relations with the young man whom she had personally named.

She said, "I understand, Prince Yong'an."

She turned and walked downstairs. The wooden stairs creaked, and each creaking sound struck the heart of the people in the room.

One step, two steps...

After walking up seven steps, there was no more movement.

Inside the room, the young man in purple with a thin face gently closed his eyes. His breathing was shallow and intermittent, and his bloodless lips were pursed until they turned pale and bloodshot.

The girl's smile filled his gray and gloomy world. He opened his eyes, which were bloodshot.

"Wei Wu," he called softly.

Wei Wu, who had been guarding him outside the door, seemed to sense something and replied, "Master, Miss Gu has left. Do you want to eat something?"

The young man pursed his dry pale lips and coughed several times before he recovered: "Go and see what she is doing here."

Wei Wu held the cold pickled vegetable porridge and replied, "Yes, Master. If you are hungry, go find the boss. He has gone to see Miss Gu and Pavilion Master Xie off and will be back soon."

There was no sound in the house.

Wei Wu sighed lightly and went downstairs with his head down.

He missed his master from the past, the master who would laugh and make noises, and who would not lose his appetite even when angry.

After Wei Lin escorted the people out of the inn, he ran into the dejected Wei Wu. He reached out to stop him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Wei Wu said with a sad face: "The master asked me to find out what Miss Gu is doing here. Boss, tell me, the master obviously cares so much about Miss Gu, why did he say such hurtful words to her just now?"

Even he knew that those words were hurtful, not to mention the feelings of the person involved.

Wei Lin rubbed him and comforted him without any emotion: "Take good care of the master. Protecting the master is what you should think about."

Wei Wu was not convinced and said, "As subordinates, we should also worry about our master's marriage! Today, I finally threw a peanut to attract Miss Gu's attention, but he actually pushed everyone away! Boss, what on earth is going on?"