Jinnian suddenly sat up, drenched in sweat, as if she had been fished out of water.
"Miss, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Hemei softly called.
Han Jinnian looked at Hemei, holding her hand, "Hemei, what kind of person was I before?"
Hemei was puzzled, thought for a moment and then said, "When I started following Miss, you were already twelve years old. The things before you were twelve, I know some of, but not much. His Highness the Prince Ruyi knows more, but it's all superficial. The one who really lived with you for many years is the wet nurse; she knows more!"
Hemei sat down at the bedside, "Miss, your clothes are all soaked through. Let's change your clothes first, and then I will slowly tell you, alright?"
"Okay!"
Casually washed, Jinnian sat by the window, letting the cool breeze blow.
Hemei didn't persuade her, just took a thicker piece of clothing and draped it over Jinnian's shoulders.
