After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

To be honest, she started to suspect that her senior brother was going to be angry after pulling the immortal's sleeve for so long, but after waiting for such a long time, all she got was a "very cute" response from him?

Puran was a little confused about her own position for a moment, because she also thought she was quite likable.

With Chuntao's help, she stood up slowly. The floor was cold. She said arrogantly, "Go put on your shoes and socks."

Pu Ran was obedient: "I will listen to the immortals."

Even after he sat down and had his shoes and socks put on by the maid, Xie Jinyan still had a sense of unreality that he was in a dream.

My sister or your sister?

Just because you lost your memory, you threw yourself on someone else?

At this moment, Xie Jinyan even began to doubt whether this girl had already had a crush on Marquis Dingyuan, so she took advantage of the incident of falling into the water to pursue him?

It seems like he can't understand the sister he grew up with.

Puran put on her shoes and hopped behind Ao Mang like a rabbit, as if only this deity could make her feel at ease when her memory was blank.

Xie Jinyan: "Wan Ning, come to my brother's side, don't cause trouble for the Marquis."

She poked her head out from behind Pride, her eyes full of vigilance: "Are you my brother?"

Xie Jinyan's expression softened a bit: "Yes, come here."

She tugged at Arrogant's sleeve and whispered to him for the answer: "Is that so?"

Every time she pulled the sleeve, everyone was frightened.

Is she stepping into the Marquis's minefield?

Not any more.

She was playing the trumpet.

I'm really afraid that the Marquis will get angry and ask someone to blow the trumpet at the little princess's funeral.

He lowered his eyes arrogantly and met her clear ones.

It was clearly the princess's face, but he could only think of Pu Ran's face.

"Ah."

The voice is always cold and quiet.

"You are Xie Wanning, the little princess of Xuanyue Country, and the one opposite you is the crown prince, your royal brother."

Her expression tensed and she pressed the issue, "The gods in heaven cannot lie to us."

Arrogantly raised his eyelids, and his golden eyes met Xie Jinyan's, whose smile was beginning to crack. He had no expression at all, but Xie Jinyan could read the contempt beneath his indifference.

The sister who claims to be affectionate would rather stick to strangers than contact you after losing her memory.

The color of his eyes behind the false appearance of gentleness stirred up huge waves, and the curve of Xie Jinyan's mouth gradually smoothed out.

"I did not lie to you."

"Then...then I'll listen to the immortals."

Pu Ran was finally willing to walk to the side of the prince. From being confused and frightened at first to being filled with emotion now, everyone had already become a spectator. After all the arguing, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, it’s not over yet.

Although the person has returned, his soul is still attached to the Marquis.

Xie Jinyan touched her head and said with a fake smile: "Why don't you live in his house?"

Pu Ran shook her head: "If I were a princess, he would come to live in my house. There is no reason for me to pay for him."

This sentence was so powerful that it silenced everyone present.

Ok……

Why does it sound so reasonable?

"Xianjia, are you coming?"

Under Xie Jinyan's murderous look, Pu Ran relied on his current personality and bravely extended the invitation.

Arrogance coming?

Of course he was coming.

Entrusted by Master Li, he was to teach his junior sister the Four Books and Five Classics and the situation in the world.

But it was absolutely impossible for him to live with her. Not to mention the rumors that would spread in the palace, he himself was too arrogant and didn't like to be overly close to others.

Now Pu Ran shows everyone the image of a princess who has just lost her memory and trusts no one, except Marquis Dingyuan.

In order to calm the princess, it would be best for Marquis Dingyuan to visit her every two or three days.

He didn't answer her, but looked at Xie Jinyan and said sarcastically: "The princess has become much bolder now that she has lost her memory."

Xie Jinyan raised a fake smile: "She's quite clingy."

Arrogant took one last look at her and walked away.

“Not really.”

Arrogance disappeared after these four words were spoken. For the first time in history, such unprecedented and totally impossible words were spoken from the mouth of Marquis Dingyuan. Xie Jinyan stood there in a daze for a moment.

The look he gave his sister became complicated.

Maybe amnesia is a good thing?

If Wan Ning could catch the eye of Marquis Dingyuan like this, she would be of great use in the future.

"Brother Royal."

The little girl beside him gently tugged at his sleeve. Xie Jinyan raised his hand and gently stroked her face. His narrow eyes became affectionate and gentle: "Don't be afraid. I will tell you everything about the past."

The intimacy between the two frightened Chuntao so much that she quickly lowered her eyes.

"Take the princess to rest. I will send a royal doctor to wait for her in a moment."

Chuntao quickly responded: "Yes."

He smiled and said meaningfully, "Sister, the immortals are unreliable. Only your brother will treat you sincerely in this world."

Regardless of boundaries, he wrapped Pu Ran's hand in his palm.

"Just tell me what you want, and I'll give you whatever I have."

In the eyes of outsiders, Xie Jinyan really dotes on this sister to no limit.

Will you give me what I want?

Puran: "Thank you, my brother."

Give me another chance, and when we have a deeper communication and become more familiar with each other, if you ask me, I will tell you honestly that I want your wealth and your power.

It's the person who doesn't want you.

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"Have a good rest. I'll come to see you when I'm done with my work."

"Ah."

The good brother with a smile on his face turned gloomy the moment he turned around. Xie Jinyan walked under the night sky with an expressionless face, his eyes were strange and deep.

Wan Ning’s amnesia needs to be investigated.

The matter of Marquis Dingyuan also needs to be investigated.

If you can't win him over, you have to find his weakness and bring him down.

Xie Jinyan curled his lips, at least he was not without a chance of winning.

Song Zhiyuan, Marquis of Dingyuan, disappeared for a period of time five years ago. When he reappeared in the public eye, his black hair and black eyes had turned into silver hair and golden eyes that amazed the world.

What exactly happened during this period? Xie Jinyan, who has a keen sense of opportunity, believes that this matter must be investigated.

There must be something fishy going on. Perhaps it is the past that Marquis Dingyuan deliberately concealed and did not want others to know.

Once Xie Jinyan catches it and uses it tactfully, it will definitely have miraculous effects.

Under the sky, a tall and slender man in a golden and red python robe stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking over the walls, unknown where he was looking.

A gust of wind came from afar, sweeping the flowers and leaves through the wall and passing outside the palace. Arrogant seemed to sense something and looked sideways. Her long hair was blown by the wind, and it rose and fell like silver waves woven by the moonlight.

The fragrance of the flowers brought to him blended with the cool and clear scent on his body, and the stars shattered into waves of light on the ground.

With his eyelashes half closed in arrogance, the coachman respectfully lifted the door curtain and got in the carriage. Liu Yin and Xie Wanning sat quietly in the carriage.

As Dingyuan Hou's car, which no one dared to check, came together and they left together, naturally nothing unusual would be discovered.

When Liu Yin saw him coming, he smiled, revealing his white teeth: "When will you let me enter the palace?"

Arrogantly closed his eyes and rested.

Who knows.

Compared to you, Chuntao takes better care.

In the distance, on the treetops that merged into the darkness, a ribbon bird tilted its head and watched the carriage moving further and further away.

“Chirp—”

It let out a cry, spread its wings and flew away. The treetops shook, leaving only a few frightened leaves fluttering down.