After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

At the moment of blurry consciousness, Wan Ning seemed to be back in her small rental house again, with packed luggage inside and the sound of her roommate cooking outside. She suddenly raised her hands in front of her, only to find that her hands were empty and she felt lost, so she frantically searched for the half butterfly jade pendant in the packed carton.

The sounds outside the house became increasingly distant. The moon rose and lit up the sky. Wan Ning's mind was spinning and she had a migraine. When she came to her senses and looked up, she found that the cardboard box she had been searching for had disappeared, and she had returned to her home in the village. Grandma's low kitchen was still the same as when she was a child. There were wisps of green smoke coming out of the chimney, and the air was mixed with the smell of burning dry firewood - this was the smell she missed.

Wan Ning was extremely anxious, but her feet felt like they were filled with lead and she couldn't move her feet. Her red eyes were dry and unbearable. She wanted to call out, but her mouth couldn't move. At the critical moment, a very familiar figure appeared. She was holding firewood in one hand and a chicken coop in the other. She looked the same as she remembered. When her grandmother passed by Wan Ning, she quickly took out something from her arms and stuffed it into her hand under the cover of firewood.

Wan Ning looked down in surprise and found that the lost butterfly jade pendant was in her hand. She looked up in surprise but her grandmother was gone, and everything familiar around her was moving away, until everything around her was white and lifeless.

Wan Ning had a splitting headache. She squatted on the ground, covered her head, and shouted desperately: "It hurts so much, if you dare, hurt me to death!"

Faintly, someone held her hand, and the warmth wrapped around her entire palm along the fingertips, tough and powerful. Wan Ning gradually calmed down and slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was the dark brown ceiling of the bed. She tilted her head and saw Ziheng beside her with eyes full of concern and anxiety.

"Yanyan, you're awake. That's good. Are you hungry? The doctor told you not to eat yet. Do you want to drink some water?" Ziheng said as he was about to let go of his hand to get the medicine and hot water beside him.

Wan Ning didn't answer, she blinked and fumbled for the butterfly jade pendant. Seeing her like this, Ziheng helped to take it out from under the pillow and put it in her palm, saying: "Yanyan, are you looking for this? Thanks to it this time, the vital parts were not injured and the poison was cured. If the chest was injured and poisoned, I'm afraid even the Great Luo Immortal would be unable to save it. Yanyan, thank goodness!" As he spoke, Ziheng's hand clenched tighter, as if if he didn't tighten it, Wan Ning would disappear.

"Aren't you curious about where I came from? Today I will tell you the truth. I am a fairy from heaven. I came to the human world on purpose. I have the protection of the gods in secret, so I can turn danger into safety. Ziheng, don't worry. But now that you know my secret today, you have to keep it secret. You must not let others know it."

Seeing that she could still joke, Ziheng finally let go of his worries. He gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips, smiled bitterly, and said, "Thank you for your trust, fairy. It will never be known to others."

"That's good." Wan Ning wanted to stand up straight, and Ziheng quickly took the quilt and put it behind her, helping her to lean back comfortably. Wan Ning raised her injured left hand and checked it carefully. The black part next to the wound had gradually faded, leaving only some gray marks that looked like they were not washed clean.

Fearing that she would worry, Ziheng immediately explained: "It will take about three days for the gray part to return to its original state. Yanyan, don't worry."

"I'm not worried," Wan Ning looked left and right and asked, "I'm just curious, how come there happens to be a special medicine here? No, an antidote?"

Ziheng stood up and took the medicine. He tested the temperature with the back of his hand and said calmly, "I was poisoned by this poison many years ago. The military doctors were helpless. Later, I met a wandering doctor. Although he was a bit naughty, his medical skills were superb. He stayed in the military camp for a day, made the antidote and left. After I recovered, I collected and stored the extra antidote, and it happened to be used today."

Wan Ning blinked her eyes, and suddenly felt that the image of a quack doctor, naughty, and highly skilled was somewhat familiar. Could it be that he was a liar who cheated her out of a large sum of money and broke his promise?

"This itinerant doctor, could his surname be Hu?"

"Yanyan, how did you know?" Ziheng was a little surprised, but that didn't stop him from scooping up the medicine with a spoon and feeding it to Wan Ning.

Wan Ning was embarrassed and had no words to describe it. She was curious about who this traveling doctor Hu was. Why did it feel like he passed through everyone's world and connected the characters of this era. But she didn't have an answer now. She swallowed the bitter medicine and replied with a frown: "It's a long story. There are some intersections. In fact, he is not only your lifesaver, but now he has also saved my life. If I meet him again in the future, I must thank him."

"That's natural."

Ziheng lowered his eyebrows and gently blew the hot medicine in the spoon, his straight nose touched her heart. Being treated so sincerely, Wan Ning was fascinated and asked in a daze: "Ziheng, where is your scar?"

Ziheng was a little confused by the inexplicable sentence, but soon realized that she was referring to his poisoning wound. So Ziheng put down the bowl seriously, lifted his collar to reveal a round scar on his right shoulder, which had now healed and only had a light soy sauce color.

"It's also an arrow wound, just like yours, Yanyan. But yours is a long scratch, while mine is a round one." Ziheng said in a few words, and then put his clothes in order. He said it so simply, as if it was a simple matter. But Wan Ning knew that she only had a small scratch on her arm, and she used the antidote immediately, but it was still so uncomfortable. And his was closer to the heart, such a deep cut, and there was no specific medicine, how uncomfortable would it be?

The pitiful thing is that he has countless marks of the same injury. How did he get through those years, how did he heal himself? Or maybe he never healed.

Wan Ning suddenly gave him a hug, resting her head on Ziheng's shoulder without saying a word. Ziheng also tacitly put his arm around her waist, patted her back, and let her emotions rise and fall. Suddenly, Wan Ning saw a pile of thick drawing paper on the table beside her, and asked with a smile: "Do you know why I came to you today?"

Ziheng shook his head and replied, "I don't know. I haven't asked you yet, why did you come to such a dangerous place? Yanyan."

Wan Ning felt guilty and retorted, "Then I haven't asked you yet. As an emperor, why did you go to the abandoned weapon workshop alone without even bringing your personal guard Fang Xiong. By the way, where is Fang Xiong?"

Bang—the door opened from the outside, and Fang Xiong stood at the door with a sword in his hand and his head lowered. He looked like he was about to break apart with guilt.

"Your humble servant Fang Xiong has failed in his duty. I beg Your Majesty and Princess to punish me." Fang Xiong apologized.

She didn't expect that the person was right at the door when she said something bad. Wan Ning was so embarrassed that she almost broke. She immediately waved her hand and said sincerely, "Master Fang, your words are too serious. I'm sorry for speaking without restraint."

Ziheng saw her embarrassed look and couldn't help laughing, but Wan Ning angrily slapped his arm to stop him. Not daring to make fun of her anymore, Ziheng waved his hand and said, "Back off, continue to guard the door and make up for your mistake."

"Yes!" They were the only two left in the room again, so Wan Ning asked Ziheng again why he went to the abandoned weapons workshop.

"You still haven't answered my question as to why I went to the abandoned weapons workshop alone?"

"I'll tell you, but it's a matter of reciprocity. Yanyan, you have to tell me why you suddenly went there, okay?"