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

Ziheng's fiery eyes were fixed on Wan Ning, and he was eager for a long-awaited answer. He had just clearly heard Wan Ning blurt out his name, which seemed unreal like a dream. Now he began to doubt his ears again, and he would not feel at ease until he was sure that Wan Ning remembered him.

But Wan Ning remained silent, her eyes gently sweeping across his face, and her slow shaking of the head made him so frustrated that he clenched his fists.

"I don't know her," Wan Ning blinked and politely maintained social distance: "My name is not Yanyan, you got the wrong person."

After hearing this, Ziheng was extremely anxious and worried that he would scare Wan Ning, so he tried his best to restrain himself and asked, "Don't you remember? Just now at the door, you called out my name, I heard it with my own ears."

The fiery eyes made people feel hot inside. Wan Ning turned around and denied, "Did you hear it wrong? Besides, it might be that someone else called you and I heard it and remembered it. It's normal to say anything in such an emergency. Don't take it to heart. I agreed to stay because I saw that you were injured and not in good health. If you are in good health in a few days, I will go home."

"Yanyan," Ziheng did not give up and called her name gently, trying to argue for himself a few more times.

Wan Ning simply waved her hands, stood up, put her hands on her hips and said righteously: "I've said it before, I'm not called this name, I hate this name. If you call me someone else again, I will leave immediately. If you want to keep me, you should see clearly who I am. I am Su Wan Ning, not the Yan Yan in your mouth. You can call me Miss Su, Wan Ning, Xiao Wan, even call me Auntie, or Second Aunt, but you can't call me - Yan Yan!"

The name is just a code name for Wan Ning. No matter what she is called, she is still herself. But now she can't figure out why she rejects this name so much. Thinking about it carefully, Ziheng called her Yanyan after meeting her for a few times - taken from the name of Princess Le Yan, and Wan Ning was Princess Le Yan at that time.

She made the best of it. At that time, she thought Ziheng and Princess Le Yan had a deep brother-sister relationship, so she took advantage of Princess Le Yan's identity to enjoy his kindness to her. She was not averse to the name "Yan Yan" and even felt a little complacent about it. Later, the two became lovers, and the name "Yan Yan" became a symbol of love between lovers. At this time, she began to doubt the purity of love.

Who does he love, Yanyan or Su Wanning? Gradually, Wanning seems to have lost her identity in this relationship.

The incident has been forgotten, but the feelings are retained in the subconscious. Wan Ning, who is in a state of amnesia, now expresses her feelings more frankly and directly, saying that she hates the name "Yan Yan" and is concerned about the possibility of becoming a substitute.

Looking at Ziheng again, he was also stopped by Wan Ning's sudden temper. He was afraid that he would hurt Wan Ning because of his negligence, and the two people who had been reunited for a long time would be separated again. He bent down and looked at her level, gently held her hand with both hands, and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was too impatient. It doesn't matter whether you want to remember it in the future. It's okay to not think about the past first, there is still time in the future, there will be more and better times to fill the memory. Give me another chance to get to know each other again, okay?"

Seeing his upturned eyelashes, bright eyes, looking at her sincerely and earnestly, Wan Ning was speechless and nodded involuntarily. In an instant, Ziheng seemed to have won a victory, with the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes curved like crescents, and Wan Ning's subconscious swallowing of saliva was seen by Ziheng.

He took advantage of the victory and pressed forward step by step. He took a half step forward to close the distance between them and introduced himself gently: "I am Pei Huaichu. A long time ago, I had a name - Ziheng. Now you can call me Huaichu."

Ziheng paused for a moment, and slowly moved his eyes from her forehead to her lips. He raised his head slightly and looked at her from below. Although he seemed to be in a lower position, his eyes were full of aggression, and all around him were thorns and cages he had laid. When Wan Ning saw the truth of the aggression and wanted to get scared, Ziheng subconsciously pulled her wrist and put it on his waist, and asked seductively: "Is this okay, Xiao Wan?"

The two words "Xiao Wan" shouted out by him carried electricity, passing through Wan Ning's whole body, leaving goose bumps on her back and plucked her heartstrings, making her body itchy.

“Yes…yes,” Wan Ning avoided his gaze and answered his question perfunctorily: “Xiao Wan…no…your name is a good one, very nice, very…”

"Call me." His voice was soft, but it weighed a thousand pounds on my heart.

Wan Ning slowly raised her eyes and her gaze met his. She already knew that she had no way to retreat in the battlefield of love. Following his wishes and her own heart, she said, "Huai Chu."

She propped her hands on the table beside her, guarding against his next move and attack. But Ziheng just smiled with satisfaction, leaned in and touched her cheek with the back of his hand, only twice, restrained and forbearing. Then he stood up, his eyes fell on Wan Ning bandaging his wound. Now he couldn't and didn't dare to expect too much.

"Xiao Wan," this name was still a little unfamiliar, Ziheng continued: "Have a good rest first, I will take you back in a few days."

After saying that, Ziheng turned around and walked out the door. He had one foot out of the door when he noticed that the window in the room was closed. So he came back, walked around Wan Ning, walked straight to the window, opened the east window, and then left the room.

After he left, Wan Ning looked toward the window and noticed the scent of flowers. It was strange that it was already autumn, so where were the flowers blooming? She slowly approached. There were all kinds of flowers outside the window. Because of the high temperature of the hot spring, the flowering period of these flowers was naturally longer, and now they were in full bloom.

Since you can't see spring, I will bring spring to you.

This scene was somewhat familiar. The cool breeze blew in from the window, soothing the restless heart. Wan Ning leaned her hands on the window, looking out and admiring the view. She just happened to see a corridor and watched Ziheng leave.

At night, when the moon rose, Ziheng picked up the wine jug and walked out of the villa and stood in front of a tree. The shadows of the trees were swaying in the wind. Ziheng threw the wine jug in his hand into the leaves. Suddenly, a man appeared in the quiet night and caught it tacitly.

Ziheng smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for many years, but we still have such a tacit understanding."

Mu Xun's voice came from the treetops above: "It's been many years since we last met. You still remember that I like to drink this."

Mu Xun opened the wine jug and sniffed it. He looked at the empty space on the branch beside him, then looked at Ziheng standing under the tree and invited him, "The wine is still as good as it was back then. Master Pei, are you still the same as you were back then?"

Ziheng looked like he had seen through his tricks, and he climbed up the tree and sat down beside him, with his hands spread out, imitating the same movements he made when he was a teenager. His expression seemed to say, "See, it's the same as before."

Mu Xun drank a sip of wine silently. They met again in private after ten years. Both of them have changed a lot. Ziheng took out the snacks he used to like from his arms and said, "Mu Xun, thank you for taking care of Yanyan for me during this time!"