And the more he fiddled with it, the more he became addicted to this dress-up game.

When Sikong Qingying woke up again, she was in the bathtub, while Yi Haomiao was gently bathing her.

Sikong Qingying blinked, and then realized that she was lying naked in the bathtub.

The body was before thinking, and a layer of redness floated on the face.

"Young Master Yi."

Yi Haomiao exclaimed: "Huh... you are awake again!!!"

Sikong Qingying nodded. The reason why she woke up here was because she fell asleep there.

Now that she is waking up from both sides, after experiencing this a few more times, she has calmed down.

Her uncle Mo Zihan's friend was performing a mission abroad and was not in China now, so she could not see her situation. She could only live a life that was intertwined with the ancient times.

However, it is said that the other party is coming back, and maybe she will have a way to leave here forever when the other party comes back.

She wants to stay with her parents.

But... it seems that if she dies completely here, Lu Zicong will die?

She didn't know that it was also possible that if she lived in modern times, if the ancient body had to be a vegetative person, she would let Yi Haomiao down on the care and healing of Yi Haomiao.

Sikong Qingying never thought that she would face such a problem one day, but her heart now tends to be in family affection.

After all, she is the only child.

"I can wash myself... Master Yi, thank you for your care." There is a difference between men and women. Although Yi Haomiao is a doctor, it is still a bit inappropriate in the end.

"Young Master Yi?" Yi Haomiao muttered: "Did you call that guy Mr. Lu when you were with Lu Zicong before?"

Perhaps because of the care and comfort of family affection in modern times, Sikong Qingying no longer cared about Lu Zicong, whom she first met in ancient times, and the only person she loved and valued less than before.

At least, when it comes to Lu Zicong now, although he still feels a little sad, he will not feel endless pain and despair as before.

"You don't think about who took care of you when you were unconscious. Now you're going to wake up and kick me aside... Little guy, I tell you that no one has ever made me care like this, and no one dares to be so bold and arrogant in my Yi Haomiao."

He kept saying it, but he had no intention of stopping the action of helping Sikong Qingying bath in his hand.

Sikong Qingying felt a little uncomfortable, but she was not strong at the moment. The time in ancient times seemed to be slower than the medicine that passed through modern times. The time she woke up in ancient times was always shorter than the time she woke up in modern times, which caused her to be in a coma for a long time and could not exercise herself.

So even though she had woken up several times, her body was still soft and she didn't have much strength.

Yi Haomiao said politely, but the movements in his hands were very gentle. His eyes were very warm, just like the warm water wrapped around Sikong Qingying's body, without any invasion. It did not make Sikong Qingying feel much discomfort, so Sikong Qingying did not refuse again.

"I still don't know which medicine wakes you up."

Yi Haomiao carried her out of the bathtub, wrapped Sikong Qingying with a big towel, and asked Sikong Qingying to wipe her body by herself. He began to use his internal force to dry Sikong Qingying's hair.

Sikong Qingying knew that her condition was special, and her body should be fine. The problem was her soul.

But, to be honest, she was very grateful for Yi Haomiao's care.

She and Yi Haomiao were actually not very familiar with each other, and they only took care of Yi Haomiao during the days when Yi Haomiao's eyes could not see him.

But she was in a coma for so long, but Yi Haomiao kept taking care of her, which really made her feel a little sad.

"Young Master Yi, you don't have to worry too much about my body, I..."

Before she finished speaking, Yi Haomiao spoke:

"This time, I have fully understood your body."

"Huh?" Sikong Qingying looked at Yi Haomiao in confusion.

Yi Haomiao smiled at her with pride: "Now, although I still haven't found a way to relieve the 'same breath', I'm sure I can take out the golden needle in your mind. How about it, do you want to restore your memory?"

“Restore memory?”

Sikong Qingying narrowed her eyes. She was by Lu Zicong's side, lying that she had lost her memory in order to cover up her identity as time traveling.

But later in the Tianzong Sect, when I saw the young man who claimed to be her fiancé gave Lu Zicong the Jedi Grass, I felt that familiarity...

And Mr. Yuchi who had been on Mount Miaohua made her feel that maybe she had really forgotten something.

She didn't know what kind of memory it was.

However, in life, without knowing it, there is a blank space in which no one can tolerate any memory.

"Are you... sure I've really been blocked?"

Yi Haomiao's handsome and charming face showed a strange look:

"It is to use golden needles and some medicine to help you lose your memory, and you can also use hypnosis to create false memories - this is the unique skill of our master, and my junior brother happened to know it."

His junior brother is Lu Zicong.

“Will it be troublesome?”

Sikong Qingying was tickled by the words.

Even though she didn't know that she had lost a memory, now she also wants to know what the memory she lost is.

She really wanted to know... why Lu Zicong used such complicated hands to seal her memories.

What secrets are there in those memories?

"No... I've been ready for a long time, I've just been waiting for you to wake up and be sure to do this!"

With his temperament, it is already rare not to remove the golden needle directly.

While speaking, Sikong Qingying wore under the underwear and middle clothes with the help of Yi Haomiao.

Sikong Qingying was a little awkward to Yi Haomiao, but Yi Haomiao didn't think anything was wrong at all. He was used to taking care of the unconscious Sikong Qingying. If you want to say something bad about Sikong Qingying being awake, that is, he couldn't help Sikong Qingying do everything by himself. God knows that he wants to help Sikong Qingying put on clothes, but unfortunately this guy didn't know how to enjoy his happiness and actually refused his full service.

"Since that's the case, I'll trouble Mr. Yi."

"Little guy, can you call me Brother Yi?"

Sikong Qingying looked at Yi Haomiao in horror, Brother Yi? Which country is the name?

"If it doesn't work, you can call me Haomiao."

“…”

"Tsk, you women have a lot of things to do. If you don't succeed, call me Brother Haomiao, don't refuse! If you dare to refuse, I will throw you out to feed the wolf tonight."

No matter what, the person in front of me can be considered his life-saving benefactor, right? Sikong Qingying nodded:

"Hao...Hao Miao Brother."

This is the first time he calls someone else’s brother as an only child. It feels so strange.

"good!"

Yi Haomiao was very satisfied and happy: "Brother will help you remove the golden needle now."

Yi Haomiao carried Sikong Qingying to the recliner in the yard and went into the room to get his tools.

Sikong Qingying looked at the clear sky and felt that she felt a rare peace in her heart.

When Yi Haomiao was just carried out, she didn't feel any resistance. It seemed that during the time when she was unconscious, her body was already completely familiar with Yi Haomiao's touch.

Yi Haomiao has taken care of her for so long and she owes Yi Haomiao such a big favor. How could it be fine?

Just as he was thinking, Yi Haomiao was back.

"Close your eyes and feel it well, and it will be better soon."

Sikong Qingying noticed that Yi Haomiao lit a nice incense next to her. She was asked to lie on the lounge chair, close her eyes, and felt a little drowsy, but she was not sleepy. On the contrary, she could clearly feel the breath of Yi Haomiao around her, and Yi Haomiao's fingers whispering on her head.

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching pain came from somewhere in the back of my head.

“Woo…”

The sudden pain made Sikong Qingying moan.

Yi Haomiao immediately comforted him, "It's good soon... Little guy, don't move around, it's good soon."

At this time, Sikong Qingying could not hear Yi Haomiao's words.

Because her head hurts very much, not the back of her head, but the whole head hurts.

At the same time, there were many fragments of land that flashed in her mind.

The previous moment was clearly a phoenix crown and a red robe, and the wedding candle was blooming. The next moment, it became a white dress and a mourning dress, and a cold mourning hall.

Many faces flashed through her mind.

A handsome and elegant man hugged her and said, "I regret it..."

A beautiful woman glared at her angrily and said, "I have his child, you are not allowed to bother him anymore..."

There are also the shiny black long whip whipped mercilessly on the body... It hurts so much.

She also fell into the cold pool, and a large stream of bright red blood gushed out of her body.

Very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable...

Sikong Qingying seemed to have forgotten where she was at this moment. She shook her head and began to struggle.

Seeing that the golden needle was about to be taken out, it was impossible to fail. Yi Haomiao quickly pointed Sikong Qingying's acupoints, making her body unable to move any longer.
To be continued...