My Empress is My Bad Girl

Jin Lan said: "Treatment? Does it remind her of painful memories?"

Madam Meng said, "If Mr. Jin knew her during this time, I am afraid she would not know you at all."

"It's okay." Jin Lan smiled bitterly. "Since she can't bear the pain and chooses to forget, why should I make her remember the pain."

Mrs. Meng said, "Sir Xiao Jin can just think about it. After all, the old man didn't cure her. Maybe one day in the future, she will remember it suddenly?"

Jin Lan shook her head: "I hope she never remembers."

Madam Meng hesitated and said, "Sir Xiao Jin, if I'm not mistaken, that girl, sibling and brother, are..."

"I know."

"Master Jin, since I'm here, you can't hide it." Madam Meng said softly, "I'm afraid the court will come and arrest them soon."

Jin Lan said, "Thank you, Doctor Meng, for reminding me.

Doctor Meng nodded: "If there is any need in the future, Mr. Jin can come to the hospital at any time to find the old man. The old man is also very interested in this girl's case."

"Great."

After Jin Lan sent the doctor Meng to leave, she turned around and walked outside Hongluan's room. He heard their brother and sister talking, and Hongluan's cry came vaguely.

"Has my mother passed away?"

"My sister may be too tired, so I forgot about it." Artai also vaguely guessed something, but he was not clear about what happened in the Fahua Temple Zen Room.

He didn't know that the most painful memory of his sister was that he killed his father with his own hands.

But he couldn't hide the passing of his parents and the changes in Wei's family.

Hong Luan couldn't remember anything no matter how she thought about it.

She didn't know when her mother passed away or why her father was involved in the rebellion.

She only knew that after she fell asleep on the night of New Year's Eve, the whole world collapsed when she woke up.

The two siblings cried relative to each other.

Standing outside the window, Jin Lan listened to her crying, and for the first time in her life, she felt that she was heartbroken without a trace.

Artest wiped his tears and said, "Sister, now our family is involved in the crime of treason, I am afraid that you and I will not escape the blame. This is the residence of Mr. Jin, so don't involve him. Why not, let's go home. ."

"Sir Xiao Jin?" Hong Luan looked up.

"..." Artest opened his mouth and asked tentatively, "Sister, do you remember Mr. Jin?"

"If you're talking about the talented and talented young man in Kyoto, I've heard of it."

"..." Artai looked out the window, feeling a little sympathetic to Jin Lan.

Although he is young, he is not stupid. He has long seen Jin Lan's affection for his sister.

Unexpectedly, my sister even forgot about Jin Lan.

Hong Luan said in a dumb voice, "Could it be that Mr. Jin saved us? This is the Jin family?"

"It was Mr. Jin who rescued us, but this is not the Jin's house, but a small house belonging to Mr. Jin."

"So that's it." Hong Luan helped her down on the bed, put on her shoes, and said, "In that case, let's go home. Even if we are caught, we must stay in our own home."

Artai hurriedly helped her, walked out of the room, and saw Jin Lan standing in the yard.

Artest looked a little sorry.

Jin Lan handed over the medicine packet, looked at Hongluan, and said softly, "Take the medicine well."

Artest took it hurriedly and said, "Sister, this is Mr. Jin."