Inside the VIP ward:
An Ge's Feng Mou was clear and elegant, looking at Bo Liang full of accusations, her small hands tightly clenched.
Probably... An Ge never imagined that her future fate would be in a foreign land, being imprisoned by a man like an emperor, controlling her life.
If she hadn't saved him back then, perhaps... none of this would have happened.
...
An Ge had just woken up and was somewhat agitated, mainly because everything around her seemed eerily unfamiliar.
She vaguely sensed something unusual, but couldn't quite articulate it.
An Ge trembled as she tried to get up, but was held down by Bo Liang's hands on her shoulders, forcibly staying on the hospital bed.
"An Ge, calm down."
An Ge: "..."
Bo Liang's face was frighteningly pale, but he patiently tried to soothe An Ge's emotions.
Bo Liang didn't know how to talk to An Ge about this matter.
She lost her memory, regained it, and lost it again.
This time, her injury was once again to save him...
