"An'an, you're here? Have you eaten yet?"

When Yan An arrived at Ji Ren Tang, Mo Zichen was helping Xu Nianxia take a walk in the courtyard.

When Xu Nianxia saw Yan An arrive, she went to greet him immediately.

"Sister Nianxia, ​​Brother Zichen."

"I heard that Yue Zhixiao, Chen Jingshu, and Liu Xuening fled to the Yan Kingdom, and the court even posted a notice. What brings you here today?"

"Those are things that Yue Xiyuan should worry about. What, Sister Nianxia doesn't want me to come?"

Yan An blinked her bright eyes and a mischievous smile appeared on her face.

She always has this charm that can make people forget their troubles instantly and give them energy.

"Of course I'd like to! I haven't forgotten that you promised to give me a gift. How could I not want you to come?"

"Oh! So Sister Nianxia wanted my gift, huh!"

Yan An stood with his hands on his hips, his lips downturned, looking very unhappy, but his eyes held a hint of mockery and playfulness, clearly putting on an act.

"I know I was wrong. How about I tell you an embarrassing story from Zichen's childhood?"

Yan An's eyes lit up instantly. "Great! Can you name a few more?"

"I'll tell you as many as you want to hear."

Mo Zichen's gaze was gentle and tender as he looked at the two of them with doting eyes. Fortunately, he had gained many more relatives in this world.

The two talked and laughed, "You don't know, when Zichen was little, he climbed a tree to steal bird eggs, and he accidentally fell down. Guess where he fell?"

"On the ground?"

Xu Nianxia shook her head. "No."

"On the haystack?"

"No, it's in the latrine."

Xu Nianxia glanced guiltily at Mo Zichen, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he hadn't followed.

"However, he didn't go all the way in; only one leg went in. By the time Uncle Xiao pulled him out, Zichen had already fainted from anger."

"Hahaha……"

The two laughed so hard they were shaking, clutching their stomachs and panting heavily, looking extremely happy.

"What bad things are you saying about me? Why are you laughing so happily? An'an, don't listen to her nonsense. Your sister Nianxia has been bullying me since we were little."

Yan An nodded heavily and said to Mo Zichen, "I won't listen."

Then she turned to Xu Nianxia and whispered, "What happened next?"

"After Uncle Xiao picked him up, he bathed him for three days straight, almost five, six, seven or eight times a day."

"Hahaha! I never knew Brother Zichen had so many embarrassing stories."

"Zichen had a sour face for several months after that."

The two laughed so hard they were doubled over, tears streaming down their faces.

"By the way, Sister Nianxia, ​​can you tell me what this is?"

Yan An took out a small jar. Although Xu Nianxia didn't know what was inside, she seemed to have a premonition.

"An'an... what's inside...?"

"It's exactly what you wanted, so what do you think? Want to give it a try?"

Xu Nianxia nodded emphatically. She felt a surge of joy, as if everything was moving in a positive direction, filling her with hope and anticipation.

Yan An took out a pack of medical cotton swabs. "These are cotton swabs. Use them to apply the ointment to your face gently. Remember to be very gentle."

"An'an, let me try."

Xu Nianxia took a cotton swab out of the bag and then sealed the opening like Yan An did.

She took some ointment and gently applied it to her face. Although her face felt cool and refreshed, a warm feeling welled up inside her, and she felt incredibly warm at that moment.

"Apply it three times a day, morning, noon and night, for about five days. The scars on your face will start to fall off. At this time, you must be careful not to pick off the scabs, otherwise the scars will have to wait a few more days to heal."

A tear fell onto Su Nianxia's palm. "An'an, thank you."

“Aren’t we friends? Besides, you’re not only my friend, but also my sister-in-law. And you even paid me.”

Su Nianxia knew that Yan An was referring to Beiming Manor, and the reward was the Beiming Order.

Although the Northern Ming Decree was on Yan An, she had never used it. No matter what problems Yan An encountered, it seemed that she could solve them on her own, and she had no need to use the Northern Ming Manor.

This is also why Su Nianxia has always felt guilty; she owes Yan An far too much.

"Alright, if Brother Zichen sees you like this, won't he think I've bullied you?"

Xu Nianxia was both crying and laughing after Yan An said that, which was quite comical.

"If you keep crying like this, all my medicine will be wasted."

Since ancient times, women have dressed up for those who appreciate them. When Su Nianxia heard that the medicine had been wasted, she immediately stopped crying.

"An'an, please help me check if I still have any medicine on my face. Did I cry it all off? I got so excited that I forgot about it."

Xu Nianxia was clearly anxious. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to recover, and even more afraid that she would waste Yan An's good intentions.

"No, I was just kidding. It's fine, not a drop has fallen."

"You scared me! I thought I was going to never turn back."

Yan An pursed her lips and teased, "You don't believe in my medical skills?"

"An'an's medical skills are the best, the best in the world!"

Xu Nianxia's praise not only made Yan An feel less embarrassed, but also made him even more proud.

"Since Sister Nianxia praised me so much, then of course I have to give you another gift."

When Xu Nianxia heard that there would be a gift, her eyes lit up even more.

"Ta-da!"

A wig appeared in Yan An's hands, jet black and glossy, looking somewhat disheveled as the wind blew in from outside the door.

"An'an, what's this? Is it my hair?"

"Maybe."

Yan An didn't want to lie to her, and she didn't know whether the wig was actually made of her own hair.

All she knew was that the hair in the space was gone, replaced by a wig.

Xu Nianxia took it and stroked the wig repeatedly. "This must be my hair, it must be."

"An'an, thank you."

"If you keep thanking me like this, how can you possibly keep up with all the thanks?"

"Since that's the case, then I won't stand on ceremony with you. An'an, can you help me put it on?"

Xu Nianxia's wound has now healed, but just to be on the safe side, Yan An applied another layer of gauze.

After putting on the wig, the original Xu Nianxia seemed to return.

Yan An gently did her hair and makeup, finally placing an orchid hairpin in her hair.

"Sister Nianxia, ​​what do you think?"

Although she has come to accept her bald look these days, what woman doesn't love beauty, especially in front of the person she loves?

Seeing herself in the mirror, Xu Nianxia almost burst into tears again.

"Nianxia, ​​An'an, it's time for dinner, you two..."

Before Mo Zichen could finish speaking, he saw Xu Nianxia in front of him, just as he remembered her, with her long hair tied up in a bun, and the smile on her lips was still the same as when she was a teenager.

At this moment, he resembled a young man experiencing the first stirrings of love.

Seeing this, Yan An silently left Ji Ren Tang.