The entire plant is poisonous, and it's not easy to grow in their current location, so they probably wouldn't plant it unless they really liked it.
I used to grow them even though they were very difficult to cultivate, and it seems I'll still grow them here.
So, was the original owner really herself? Wan Ge's anticipation grew stronger, and of course, she also hoped that she was.
Wan Ge went into the room again. The layout and colors of the room were quite similar to her room in the Prime Minister's mansion. She liked both the colors and the layout.
Wan Ge finally walked to the dressing table, and relying on her body's memory or a sense of her soul, she opened one of the boxes.
The moment Wan Ge took out the bamboo dragonfly, her eyes immediately reddened, and a tear slid down her cheek.
Did I make this bamboo dragonfly, Chunjin?
Chun Jin obediently replied, "Yes, it was made by you personally, Miss. For a period of time, the Wang Mansion was in a weak position, and the master and madam felt guilty for not being able to buy you fun toys. So, Miss, you made this bamboo dragonfly yourself, and made many of them, and gave them to the master, madam, and also to the eldest master and young lady."
Wan Ge looked at the dragonfly's wing, which had a small corner cut off.
As a child, she liked to be different, but in the orphanage, many things were basically the same.
So, in order to show that she was different, she would cut a small corner out of her different items.
When Wan Ge saw the unusual bamboo dragonfly, she was pretty sure it was her. And when she saw that a small corner had been cut off, she was certain it was her.
These special bamboo dragonflies were made by the director's grandmother. However, when they were in the orphanage, they didn't have such good bamboo materials, and sometimes they would use straw to weave them.
However, according to the dean's grandmother, this rather special bamboo dragonfly was her father's original creation.
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"Chunjin, do you remember how old I was when I made this bamboo dragonfly?"
Chun Jin thought for a moment and then replied, "It seems to have been when I was seven years old. At that time, everyone praised Miss for her skillful hands and for having such ingenuity at such a young age."
Seven years old! Did I transmigrate here when I was seven? No wonder I feel a strange sense of familiarity and warmth towards many things. It turns out I arrived in this world so early. No wonder it feels so familiar.
But she couldn't remember anything about this world, including how she got here.
However, the bamboo dragonfly in his hand, the familiarity with this place, and all these preferences all prove that the original owner was indeed himself.
Does that mean that Mu Yanxing is the husband she chose, and that he loves her?
Wan Ge actually had a little doubt. If Mu Yanxing really loved her as much as they said, why couldn't he realize that she had been replaced?
But if the other person loves you, even if you lose your memory, you are still yourself, so it's normal that they don't notice anything unusual.
"Chunjin, I want to confirm something."
"What's wrong?" Chun Jin asked, looking confused. Just then, she saw her mistress lift her skirt and run outside.
Chun Jin quickly chased after her, saying, "Miss, please be careful. Don't run so fast, what if you get hurt?"
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Wan Ge quickly ran up to Mu Yanxing, who was still chatting with Prince Anlan at that moment.
Seeing his wife rushing over so anxiously, he quickly reached out to catch her.
Wan Ge threw herself into his arms, tears streaming down her face once again.
Mu Yanxing asked worriedly, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Seeing that the other person was crying, he hurriedly wiped away her tears.
Wan Ge looked at him very seriously and asked, "Mu Yanxing, do you like me? Do you like the me now?"
Mu Yanxing hugged him tightly again: "Of course, even if you lose your memory, even if you don't remember our past, the only person I love is you."
Wan Ge's heart was pounding incredibly fast as she listened to the other person's confession. Then she replied, "Mu Yanxing, I like you too. Even though I've lost my memory, my heart still flutters when I see you."
King Anlan coughed a few times after his daughter's open and honest confession, and then said helplessly, "Look at you, you're already a mother, and you still can't speak more tactfully. You're still the same as before."
Wan Ge looked at her father innocently again and asked, "Father, don't you like me like this?"
“Of course not!” Prince Anlan quickly added, “You are the darling of our entire household. Whether it’s me, your mother, your brothers and sisters, they all love you the most.”
Seeing his daughter as lively and adorable as before, King Anlan was quite happy.
In fact, my daughter is very happy after marriage. She is still occasionally willful like a child, but after experiencing those things in the Marquis's mansion and becoming a mother, she has become more composed and reserved, completely different from when she was young.
It's rare to see her like that now, so of course I'm happy and I like it.
Wan Ge spoke again: "Although I have lost my memory, all of this feels so familiar to me."
King Anlan reached out and patted his daughter's head again: "Of course, you've lived here for so many years, so it's natural that you're familiar with it."
After saying that, he spoke seriously again: "Bao'er, it doesn't matter if you can't regain your memory. With your father and your husband here, we will protect you even if you don't remember."
"Thank you, Father."
After Wan Ge finished speaking, she looked at Mu Yanxing again, and this time she didn't thank him but hugged him tightly.
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