Embarrassed and furious, the An Emperor slapped Ning Chen's hand away with a smack.

Xiao Yanxi stepped forward. "Ning, dear, you've been unconscious for three months."

Ning Chen was stunned. "Unconscious for three months?"

Zisu put it bluntly. "Actually, you weren't unconscious for three months. You were dead for three months."

Ning Chen stared at her, dumbfounded.

Zisu said, "I don't know how much you remember. Let me tell you the whole thing from the beginning."

Ning Chen nodded.

Zisu told him the whole story.

When she finished, Ning Chen was floored. For a long time, he couldn't snap out of it.

At last he asked, still in shock, "You're sure I was dead for three months?"

Zisu said, "Are you doubting my medical skills?

After your body was brought back to the capital, I examined it myself. You were dead. As dead as they come.

But your body neither decayed nor stiffened, which was about as strange as it gets... Her Majesty was afraid you might suddenly start to rot, so she had an ice chamber built just for you."

The corner of Ning Chen's mouth twitched hard... He'd nearly frozen to death in there.

Right now, though, his head was a little scrambled.

Being unconscious for three months wasn't all that rare.

But being dead for three months and then suddenly coming back to life was just absurd.

And then there was the rest of it. He'd gone back to the real world and seen himself, after fifteen years in a hospital bed, die... Had he gotten his memories back in a dream, or had he really lived through it?

The An Emperor asked curiously, "So how did you come back to life?"

Ning Chen shook his head. "I really don't know!

And another thing. I was dead for three months. Why didn't you lay me to rest?"

The An Emperor said, "Because your death was so strange, and your body neither decayed nor stiffened. We were sure you'd come back.

Xiao Yanxi even went to find the old Heavenly Master, and she came back with two lines…