The sun was shining brightly, and Elder Huang Bao and the others were sitting in the central room of the castle. Only Xue Ning was still in the room, guarding Fu Xie Lan.
The slight movement of Fu Xie Lan's fingers caught Xue Ning's attention and make her closer to the bed. It turned out that Fu Xie Lan had already come to her senses.
Blinking her eyes to adjust to the light in the room, the first thing that entered Fu Xie Lan's sight was Xue Ning. Her vision was still a little dim, her head was also a little heavy.
The memories that had previously crammed into her head were now slowly spinning again. They are connected and complement each other until they become a complete memory.
So those memories belonged to her in the past? And also the figure in the white dress was her form at that time? A harsh sigh escaped the girl's lips.