ilted his head and fell to the ground, dead.At this time, Wuji turned around and saw Wulong still standing in place. He frowned and said, "Uncle Wulong, why didn't you go"Yuwen Wulong let out a deep s...During the Emperor Duan Shu's special instructions to Duan Xiangning, he urged her to ask Li Nanfang if he knew his own name when he was a child. She still didn't understand why.

In her view, even if Li Nanfang was like the male lead in Jackie Chan's movie "Who Am I," forgetting who he was, it wouldn't change the fact that he was still Li Nanfang.

As long as she could appease Li Nanfang and make him believe she was his wife, did it really matter if he called her "Ah Mao" or "Ah Dog"

But Emperor Duan Shu had to let her ask this question.

Moreover, only after asking this question can the Duan family formulate their next plan based on Li Nanzhuang's answer.

The ultimate goal of all the plans is to make Li Nanfang believe that he is the son-in-law of the Dali Duan clan.

He is Duan Xiangning's husband!

Only after accomplishing this point would Duan Xiangning's status within the Duan family rise to second only to that of Duan Shuchang.

To be the second most prominent figure among the younger generation of the Duan family, just after Duan Shurong, that was Duan Xiangning's ambition when she first married into the Lu family.

Later, as time passed, her development in Jiangbei became increasingly difficult. Her spirit gradually wore away.

This year, especially after Duan Xiang ordered Lü Hang to kill her on the Great Wall, being able to live with dignity and safety had become Duan Xiangning's greatest wish.

Now —

As long as she could excel, she wouldn't just live with dignity, but also become a figure in the younger generation of the Dali Duan clan second only to Emperor Duan Shuo. Duan Xiangning's heart immediately pounded with excitement.

Water flows to low places, while people strive for higher aspirations.

Having never been content to simply be a fish in a pond, Duan Xiangning, since she was young, seized the opportunity presented by salted fish turning over to make a fortune. Wouldn't she strive with all her might to grasp a higher position and live a more fulfilling life

As for how she would explain to her current legal husband, Lu Hang, after the sudden inspiration to bring Li Nanfang back to Dali to visit Taishan, she wouldn't worry about it.

Everything will be sorted out by the great Dali.

At that time, Land Aviation will not only be unable to fart, but will also be very happy.

After all, he's a man with his own pride. He wouldn't want to be someone's lifelong kept man.

So, when Emperor Duan ordered it, Duan Xiangning immediately asked that question.

She asked Li Nanfang, with a tremor in her voice, if he still remembered his own name.

She could be certain that after two nights, Li Nanfang's memories of the past would be like those things she sucked up as she lifted a full moon, swallowing them into her belly. But she couldn't be sure if he would forget his own name too.

Every person's name is given to them by their parents at birth and can be said to be remembered until death.

If Li Nanfang still remembers who he is, then Duan Shuchang's plan must change course to work against her.

Thank goodness.

Li Nanging couldn't even remember his own name.

The heart that Duan Xiangning had held so carefully finally fell gently. She then whispered, "No, you're not Li Nanfang. You're Ye Shen."

"I, I'm not called Li Nanfang"

Li Nanfang was stunned, his face full of confusion: "My name is Ye Shen"

"Yes."

Du Xiangning nodded: “Your name is Ye Shen. The leaf of a tree, the Shen given by the ancestors.”

The name Yè Shěn was once used by Lǐ Nánfāng.

He got this alias from "stealing" it from Huaye Shen.

At first, Hua Ye Shen disregarded her dignity and went to the doorstep of the Helan family, begging Old Master Helan to intervene and recall Helan Fussu who was going to Mexico to rescue Yue Zitou. However, she learned about certain things in the process, which made her utterly disheartened. She decided to go to Huangwu Bar to indulge herself, where she happened to meet Li Nanfang. When asked what her name was, she casually said it was Ye Shen.

Ye Shen, is a homophone of Ye Shen.

That encounter also left a deep impression on Li Nanting, making him remember the name and using it as his stage name at Jin Di Club.

As for how Duan Shuchang came to know his "stage name," this was not an issue for the esteemed Nan Shuchang.

After Li Nanfang heard Xiang Ning mention this name, his face showed a thoughtful expression: “My name is Ye Shen, the Ye from leaves and the Shen from Shenci”

"That's right, just call him Ye Shen."

Du Xiangning now fears Li Nanfang's thinking the most.

Of course not, it wasn't because he was worried that when they first met, Li Nanfang would get a headache just thinking about it.

She was worried that Li Nanfang would use something very familiar, and suddenly her mind went back to the past.

Then, her "scheme" would be completely exposed.

Even though Mr. Li is known for his generosity towards women, even if he knew he was deceived by Duan Xiangning, he wouldn't lift a finger against her.

But he would henceforth loathe her.

No man likes to be deceived by a woman.

Even if this woman poured all her madness into loving him, treating it as the diligent labor of living.

In this case, can Duan Xiangning, who is despised by Li Nanfang, still obtain the position she desires within the Duan family

Absolutely not.

That's why she was afraid.

Li Nanfang remained silent for a long time, his brows furrowed.

Duan Xiangning felt a bit down, forced a smile, and was about to say something random to interrupt his thoughts when Li Nanfang spoke again: "But I think, I should be called Li Nanfang."

Bang!

This is a segment of Xiang Ning's heartbeat.

Did the thing she was most worried about happen

Thankfully, she had made ample psychological preparations beforehand, so she could maintain a semblance of composure on the surface and forced a smile again: "Hehehe, why do you think that"

I don't know.

Li Nanfang shook his head and replied honestly.

The car, driving at a steady speed along the edge of the road, swayed slightly.

This was Xiang Ning's nerves, which had been taut with extreme worry. The sudden relaxation caused all her strength to vanish instantly, leaving her unable to control the steering wheel instinctively.

It turns out he didn't think of anything like I was worried about.

She took a deep breath, pursed her lips gently, then grasped the steering wheel again. She spoke softly, "Don't worry, we have plenty of time later to reminisce about your past. I will help you."

Li Nanshan nonchalantly tapped, looking at the reflection in the car window, thoughtfully saying: "I think the name Li Nanshan has a very special meaning to me."

"What special meaning"

Duan Xiangning hurriedly chased after him and asked.

Li Nanfang fell silent for a moment before replying in a low voice, "I don't know why, but when you said I was Ye Shen instead of Li Nanfang, some very strange fragments suddenly popped into my mind."

Duan Xiangning asked again, “What, what fragments”

On a stormy night, with flashes of lightning and thunder, a faint red glow could be seen on the horizon far to the northwest.

A tall, long-haired woman with bare feet and a white dress gave birth to a baby. Seeing his appearance, she knelt on her knees, stared at him in a daze for a while, and then suddenly raised both hands and shouted to the sky.

Her screams were deafeningly shrill, cutting through the raging wind: "Why, why did you make me give birth to this monstrosity!"

Amidst screams, the woman in white leaped to her feet and dashed into the torrential rain from under the tree.

Rushing headlong, she stumbled and fell repeatedly, her forehead hitting a rock and drawing a long stream of blood, quickly washed away by the rain, drowned out by her shrill screams: "I don't want this monster, no! My child, how could he be a freak. Oh Lord, haven't you punished me enough these past ten months"

In her cries, she crawled and scrambled, like a woman in white being chased by demons, quickly disappearing into the heavy rain.

Ignore the cries of the newborn under the big tree.

"Oh dear. What a shame."

With a long, low sigh, two figures emerged from the trees.

Flashes of lightning piercing through the clouds allow Li Nanfang, whose memories are currently blank slates, to catch glimpses of two figures flickering in his mind.

One was a thin man in his forties, the other a beautiful young woman in her twenties.

It's like watching a movie — who says someone with amnesia can't watch a movie

Li Nanan saw the man walk over and kneel on one knee in the mud. He looked at the baby struggling desperately in the mud, waving its limbs. The man's eyebrows twitched, and he slowly reached out his hand, trying to pick up the child.

Although the man was thin, he was still an adult. Picking up a newborn baby was definitely easy for him.

But actually

The man kneeling on the ground, allowed himself to be battered by the torrential rain whipping down from the trees. For three full minutes, the downpour relentlessly pounded him. He stretched out his fingers, but never quite reached the baby.

Bathed in the icy rain and hours of wails, the newborn babe, under the flash of lightning that tore through the clouds, began to turn blue. The diligent flailing of its limbs also seemed to diminish.

This is not winter, but a night of storms!

A newborn baby couldn't possibly survive for very long in such a harsh environment without the protection of adults.

After all, his five internal organs and six bowels, especially his respiratory system, are not yet fully developed.

As the baby's struggling and cries grew fainter, the man kneeling on the ground remained unmoved. The beautiful woman standing beside him could not bear it any longer; she knelt down as well, bending over to reach for the child.

But was stopped by a man: "Xia Qiao, don't work so hard."

The young woman named Xiaqiao suddenly raised her head.

Click!

A bolt of lightning struck, followed by a blinding flash. The moment allowed Li Nanan, who felt like he was watching a movie, to see clearly that the young woman named Xia Qiao still had tears streaming down her face.

It's not rain, it can only be tears!

Although Li Nanshan had lost his memory, he could still tell the difference between tears and rain.

If it were rainwater, Xiaqiao's eyes wouldn't hold the tenderness of motherhood, nor would they bear such a weight.

Especially when she asked the man in a voiceless whisper, her tone was full of resentment: “Why”

"Because, I'm afraid, he is not that child."

The thin man didn't dare to look at Xiaqiao, so he lowered his head and mumbled in response.

"Regardless, he may or may not be that child. Even if he's just a victim of premature aging, I can't just stand by and watch him die."

Xiaoqiao pushed the man’s hand away from her chest, saying urgently, “Get away, get your hands off me!”

Although he was small, the arm that blocked her way to the bridge to hug the child was like cast iron, immovable despite her using all her strength.

"Let go, let go! How can you men be so heartless! To verify if he is that child, you just watch him die slowly!"

Little Bridge cried out in a shrill voice, then suddenly lowered her head and bit the man's arm with her teeth.

She hated these men, for in a situation where they could have simply reached out to save the baby from the mud, they cruelly watched him slowly walk towards death.

So the bite on the man's arm was quite forceful.

One bite, blood seen.

The man winced, his body trembling slightly before he returned to normal.

It was as if the little bridge had bitten him, but not his arm.

There was still no room for compromise.

The metallic taste of blood lingered in Xia Qiao's mouth. She opened her mouth, looked up, and sobbed uncontrollably, "Please, help me save my child."

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