1. Forget the past

For two days, Xiangbao has been suffering from a high fever.

Seeing off the seventh doctor, Wei Qin returned to the boat with a gloomy face and sat down beside Xiangbao. He raised his sleeve to gently wipe the sweat from her forehead, and then dipped his fingers in warm water and wiped it on her dry and peeling lips.

Just now, the doctor said that if the heat doesn't go down tomorrow, Xiangbao may never wake up again.

Wei Qin clenched his fists and slammed his fist on the ship's board, and the hull of the ship shook slightly. Unwillingly, obviously only a little close, he can take her away and fly away. In the middle of the night, he stood up and looked at the man in white on the opposite riverbank, who had sat motionless for two days, as if he had been reduced to stone.

"Xiangbao, don't you hate him? Do you feel a little more comfortable seeing him like this now? Looking at the white figure, Wei Qin spoke softly.

The woman on the couch did not move.

Wei Qin bit her lip.

"Doctor Fan, the king has urged him several times, let you enter the palace with him to see King Wu." Shi Lian walked to the shore and said coldly.

Fan Li still didn't move, just quietly looked at the river, as if there was a woman he had been haunted by by his dreams. It turns out that the loss of a loved one is so painful. So at the beginning, he came back from the battlefield amnesia, Xiangbao her...... And how much should it hurt?

Wei Qin had been looking at the man in white coldly, watching him sit quietly on the shore, he probably wouldn't have dreamed that Xiangbao was on the boat opposite the shore.

Time passed little by little, it was getting dark, Wei Qin began to fidget, and the doctor's words kept echoing in his ears, if tomorrow ...... If the heat still can't go down tomorrow, then she ......

When it was almost dawn, Wei Qin finally rushed out of the cabin and went to find Yue Nu. If it's a Yue girl...... I must be able to save her. Although I really want to keep the incense treasure by my side for the rest of my life, not to let anyone know about it, and not let anyone see it, but ...... He couldn't watch her die like this.

In the Wu Palace, Fucha was sitting in the pavilion, holding his chin in one hand and a book in the other, and pretending to sleep with his eyes closed. A dark shadow appeared silently beside him.

"King, the Yue Nu is out of the house." Come and go.

Hearing this, the husband slowly opened his narrow eyes, and a smile curled up on his lips: "Follow." ”

"Yes."

As soon as the black shadow disappeared, a palace person hurriedly walked into the pavilion.

"King, Gou Jian and the others have been waiting in the palace for a long time."

"Well, let him keep waiting." The husband put down the book in his hand and stood up, "The widow has other important matters. ”

"Yes."

So, when Gou Jian was waiting in the palace, the king of "other important things" had already appeared on the bank of Suzhou Creek.

As soon as he jumped out of the carriage, someone came up to him.

"Where?" The husband looked around and said.

"It's on a boat ahead." The man led the way with his waist hunched.

In the cabin, Yue Nu had just checked Xiangbao's pulse.

"How is she? Can it be cured? Wei Qin asked anxiously, her face was even more ugly than Xiangbao lying on the couch.

"It's dangerous, if it's a little later, you won't be saved." Yue Nu glanced at Wei Qin, with a little dissatisfaction on her face.

Wei Qin knew that he was at a loss and was silent.

"Is that salvation?" A fluttering voice rang out out of thin air.

Yue Nu and Wei Qin were both stunned, and they both turned around and knelt down, calling them "kings".

"Yue Nu." The husband walked into the cabin, and found a place to sit down, all as his own home.

"Yes."

"When will she wake up?"

"If you take care of it well, it will take three or five days to get fast, and ...... if it is slow."

"Huh?"

"Three or five years."

The husband frowned slightly: "Since this is the case, let's take it back to the palace to recuperate." ”

When Wei Qin heard this, he almost stood up to object, but was stopped by Yue Nu. The husband didn't see it, so he greeted and brought the beauty into the palace.

Xiangbao had a long, long dream, she dreamed that she had been floating in the Suzhou River, and the water of the Suzhou River was so cold that she shivered from the cold.

There was a pair of warm hands roaming over her face, tickling. Xiangbao frowned, and opened her eyes with some difficulty, the light was too bright for her to adapt to all of a sudden.

"Ahh A joyful voice rang out, and then Xiangbao felt herself being held tightly.

Hold ...... It was tight, and she felt like she was about to suffocate.

"Let go ......" Xiangbao opened his mouth with difficulty, and his voice was hoarse.

"You can speak?" The husband let go of her and stared at her in surprise.

Finally let go, Xiangbao coughed, put his hands on his chest, and gasped twice before raising his head and glaring at him. Immediately, she was slightly stunned, and the man in front of her was dressed in a flamboyant bright yellow robe, with long black hair scattered casually on his shoulders, and that face......

He's clearly ......

"Beauty, what are you looking at?" Fucha raised his eyebrows, and said in a good mood.

"You......" she paused before continuing, "it's beautiful." ”

When the husband heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Xie Meiren praises." ”

"Where is this?" Looking left and right, she asked suspiciously.

"Your bedchamber." Fucha said with a smile.

"Dormitory?" Miss Xiangbao looked dazed.

"Hmm."

"That'...... Who are you? ”

When the husband heard this, he paused, narrowed his eyes and approached her: "You don't remember who the widow is?" ”

"I ......" she suddenly raised her hand to hold her head, with a painful look on her face, "Who am I......"

"Huh?" The husband stared at her suspiciously for a long time.

Xiangbao shrank into a ball, trembling desperately.

"Someone! Chuan Yue Girl. Fucha frowned and shouted.

Yue Nu's diagnosis was: Xiangbao's trauma has healed, and her body is fine, as for why her voice suddenly recovered, and why she lost her memory...... Then only God knows.

"Amnesia?" The index finger of his left hand tapped lightly on the edge of the table, and he raised his eyebrows, and his voice raised slightly.

"Yes." Yue Nu bowed her head and said, "Although I don't know what the cause is, on the surface, it is indeed amnesia." ”

"From ...... On the surface? The husband turned his head sideways and looked suspiciously at the woman sitting on the couch with a blank face, with dark eyes and pale cheeks, as if carved from jade, but there was no trace of life.

Feeling the husband's gaze, Xiangbao subconsciously shrank a little.

"Well, the widow understands, so you can step down." Raised his sleeves, and said lightly.

Yue Nu bowed her head and stepped out the door.

"Go down all of you." Waving his sleeves to drive away the attendants, the husband looked sideways at the guy who was huddled on the couch.

That's right, it's curled up on the couch. Xiangbao, who was still sitting upright just now, didn't know when he had shrunk to the couch, clasped his hands on his knees, curled up in a ball, and looked very pitiful. Seeing her husband stand up and walk towards her, Xiangbao gasped in fright, and used her hands and feet to climb to the innermost edge at a very fast speed.

"Come here." The husband stood still and beckoned.

The dark eyes were full of fear, and Xiangbao trembled, like a frightened rabbit.

"Come here." Adjusting his facial expression, Fucha tried to make himself look a little more amiable.

Miss Xiangbao stared at him with a wary expression, not moving.

"But don't you come?"

Xiangbao hesitated and shook his head.

"Really?"

Xiangbao bit her lip.

Grunt...... Gollum......

The pale face quickly turned red, and Xiangbao hurriedly covered her stomach.

There was a hint of a smile in his narrow eyes, and the husband elegantly straightened his clothes, sat back in his place, picked up the pastries on the table with one hand, and shook them: "Do you want to eat?" ”

Xiangbao's dark eyes stared at the pastry, full of longing. When the pastry goes to the left, her eyes turn to the left, and when the pastry goes to the right, her eyes turn to the right.

After shaking for a long time, seeing that she didn't take the bait, the husband took a piece and threw it into his mouth.

"Hmm, it's delicious."

Xiangbao couldn't help but swallow her saliva, but she still didn't move.

The husband is not in a hurry, but he eats the pastries unhurriedly, and occasionally takes a sip of tea, which is really comfortable, completely ignoring the fact that the beauty on the couch is already hungry and her eyes are green, and her chest is against her back. The last piece of pastry, before the husband could put it in his mouth, he felt that his sleeve was being torn up, and when he looked sideways, it was not Miss Xiangbao.

"I'm hungry......," he blinked, and Xiangbao hummed pitifully.

"Really?" The husband bent his lips.

"Uh-huh!" Staring at the pastry in his hand, Xiangbao nodded, salivating.

The husband laughed and threw the last piece of pastry into his mouth. Xiangbao glared at him, almost crying.

"The King." Outside the door, someone called softly.

"Come in."

The door opened, and a maid walked in with her head bowed, hot soup in her hand.

Waving his hand to dismiss the maid, the husband lowered his head and scooped a spoonful of hot soup, put it to his lips and blew it, looked sideways, and couldn't help laughing. Miss Xiangbao, who had just avoided him, was obediently sitting beside him at this time, staring at the steaming soup, as if she was afraid that he would swallow it alone.

Bringing the spoon to her lips, she hurriedly opened her mouth, but she was burned and shrunk again.

"Slow down."

Xiangbao nodded, took a bite of soup, licked his lips, and continued to look at him.

"Do you remember who I am?" Scoop a spoonful of soup and blow it cold, and the husband asked with a smile.

"King." Xiangbao thought for a moment and said softly.

A word, pronounced by her, is gentle and soft, and it can't be said to be good.

"Do you remember?"

"Just now, the person she brought the soup was also called that." Xiangbao looked at the soup spoon intently, and replied very obediently.

"That's right." Another spoonful of soup was put into her mouth, and the husband was tempting, "You can not remember, how can you not remember me?" ”

"Why?" Xiangbao drank the soup and nodded obediently, extremely tame.

"Because ......" raised his hand to caress her lips, and the husband smiled, "You are my wife." ”

"Ma'am?" Xiangbao brand white rabbit blinked and repeated.

"Yes, my lady." Pulling a strand of hair from her cheek behind her ear, the big bad wolf replied with a smile.

So, our Xiangbao girl was very spineless and bought by a bowl of soup, which was really cheap.

In the Wu Palace in March, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the spring breeze blows. Xiangbao sat in the garden, holding his cheek with one hand, in a daze.

"Ma'am, it's time to drink the medicine." There are palace people urging in their ears.

"Well, let it go." Waving his hand weakly, Xiangbao hummed.

"The king has commanded to watch the lady drink the medicine."

In the distance, there was a sudden sound of laughter, and Xiangbao looked sideways to see five or six gorgeously dressed women walking towards the garden. Xiangbao hurriedly retracted his gaze timidly, sat upright, and looked like a good baby without squinting, lest he get into trouble.

"Who is this?" A beautiful woman pointed to Xiangbao and asked with a smile.

"I heard that it was a prisoner sent from the Yue Kingdom......

"Well, it's to please the king."

As she spoke, several beauties snickered, laughing so hard that Xiangbao's heart was furious.

"I have heard that there is a stunning beauty hidden among the women who made this offering, but now when I see it, it is indeed true." One of the women spoke lightly.

In terms of appearance alone, she is not outstanding, but she has a different temperament, which makes her different from the vulgar fans beside her, she is Wu Zixu's niece Yun Ji. Xiangbao couldn't help but glance at her, and then only heard a snap, Xiangbao hadn't come back to his senses, and there was no red fingerprint on his face.

"You lowly captive, you dare to look directly at Sister Yun!" It's a brutal and pampered voice.

Xiangbao was beaten back a step, her feet were weak, and she sat on the ground with her ass.

"Forget it, Ziruo, why bother her." Yun Ji spoke slowly.

Her persuasion came in a really timely manner, and she was beaten and scolded, so she came to persuade. Xiangbao sat on the ground, with two bubbles of tears in his eyes, pitiful.

"Ah, what's going on?" An idle voice rang out.

Hearing this voice, the beauties who were arrogant and domineering just now immediately changed their faces, and they all became charming.

"Wang ......" Xiangbao was busy trying to get up, but his feet were weak, and he sat back in place, disgraced and embarrassed.

The husband walked up to her with a smile, squatted down, raised his sleeve and wiped her dusty face: "It's so pitiful, who bullied you?" Tell the widow to hear it. ”

"King, lowly captive...... What is the meaning? The dirty hands tugged at his sleeves tightly, Xiangbao looked up, rolled his dark eyes, and asked curiously.

Seeing that there were two black paw prints on the robe, the husband didn't care, and only smiled: "Why do you ask that?" ”

"They say I'm a lowly captive."

"Don't talk nonsense!" When Ziruo heard this, his face turned pale, and he frowned and reprimanded.

"Oh? Says who? The husband asked with an interested expression.

Honesty is a virtue, so Xiangbao raised her hand to Ziruo very honestly.

"The concubine didn't ......," Ziruo hurriedly defended.

"Well, she's so bad, we'll punish her as a slave and make you a slave, okay?" Fucha ignored Ziruo's defense, and only smiled at Xiangbao.

"Slavery?" Xiangbao blinked, looking innocent.

"Well, in the future, I will bring tea and water to Mrs. and listen to your call, okay?" Fucha said with a smile.

"Okay, okay!" Xiangbao clapped his hands and nodded.

"Great King ......" Ziruo, who was standing on the side, was already as pale as earth, although she understood how moody the emperor in front of her was, but she didn't expect that he would give her to a captive as a slave.

"How? Don't want to? The husband seemed to have just remembered her wishes, and said casually, "The widow will not force you." ”

Ziruo's face turned white all of a sudden, and he hurriedly knelt down and responded, "Ziruo is willing." ”

"King!" Yun Ji frowned and whispered, this is ridiculous.

"How?" Fucha looked at Yun Ji with a serious face, "What else is the matter with Ai Ji?" ”

"Yun'er retreated." Stiffly restraining the words that were about to burst out, Yun Ji bit her lip, bowed, and turned to brush her sleeves away.

After such a fuss, the entire Wu Palace knew that there was a master who could not be provoked in the Drunken Moon Pavilion.

After dinner, Xiangbao went back to the room very calmly, lay down, and slept under Ziruo's resentful gaze.

In the darkness, there were countless blank faces, those with no facial features, like white paper, hovering in her dreams......

Those faces are clear little by little, and they have facial features, which are so familiar, so familiar......

When the husband sent his retinue to push the door in, he saw Xiangbao lying sideways on the bed, curled up in a ball, his eyes closed, his face pale, and trembling desperately.

Taking off his robe, he lay down beside her and encircled her in his arms.

The body froze suddenly, and Xiangbao woke up to see a face close at hand.

"Nightmare?"

Xiangbao nodded stunned.

"What dream, so terrible?" Raising his hand to caress her face, touching the tears in his hand, the husband asked in a low voice.

Bowing his head and burying his face in his arms, Xiangbao shook his head: "I don't remember, I don't remember......"

Feeling his lips sweep over her neck, Xiangbao's eyes widened sharply, and her pale face turned crimson. The husband raised his lips slightly, and his hand around her slowly slid down, burrowing into her clothes, and wandering over her little by little.

"You...... What are you doing......" Xiangbao began to stutter.

"Hmm...... You tell me? ”

"I ...... I...... I say? ”

"Hmmm......"

Sensing that he was becoming more and more unruly, Xiangbao pressed the hand hidden in her clothes and gasped: "Don't ......"

"Don't?" The husband chuckled, "But, you are my wife." ”

Biting his lip, Xiangbao raised his hand and hugged his neck tightly, tears slid out of his eyes uncontrollably: "I'm afraid." ”

Feeling the wetness on his shoulders, the husband stopped and patted her on the back: "Okay, let's sleep." ”

Hearing this, Xiangbao was like being amnestied, and he was busy closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.

And sure enough...... I'm scared. This is the only truth she has said since she woke up, and the husband has looked at her fluttering eyelashes, and her narrow eyes are as dark as a deep pool. As soon as she moved, she found that her arm was tightly held in her arms and could not move.

Her move is ...... Is it better to prevent problems than to prevent them from happening?

Stunned, he couldn't help but laugh lowly.

Xiangbao thought that this night would be difficult, but she actually fell asleep, and there were no more nightmares. When I woke up, the warm sunlight was shining obliquely on the wooden lattice window, and I didn't know when I left. After lying in a daze for a while, Xiangbao slowly got up, washed up in Ziruo's resentful eyes, and had breakfast.

Finding that Ziruo's eyes were more fierce than yesterday, Xiangbao pursed her lips, tilted her head and thought about it, probably because her husband spent the night here yesterday.

After breakfast, Xiangbao leaned on the carved wooden railing, lazily lying on his stomach, watching the colorful butterflies flying in the garden outside the railing, and did not care at all about the resentful gaze of Ziruo behind him.

"Drink the medicine." Put the medicine bowl in his hand heavily in front of Xiangbao, Ziruo said.

Xiangbao seemed to be taken aback, looked up at her blankly, and Ziruo shook off her head and ignored it.

"It's cold." Xiangbao looked at her for a long time, and suddenly two words popped out.

"What?" Ziruo frowned in disgust.

"The medicine is cold, you go and cook it again." Xiangbao looked innocent and said it as a matter of course.

"What?!" Ziruo's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that this lowly captive dared to call her as a slave.

"Huh?" Xiangbao blinked at her.

"You!" Ziruo gritted her teeth, stomped her feet and shook her sleeves away.

Xiangbao stared at the angry back and disappeared from sight, turned back casually, looked at the bowl of black and mushy medicine, and saw that there was no one around, so he splashed it casually, and honored the flowers and plants in the garden.

Standing up, she slowly descended the steps and walked out of the garden.

"Shih Tzu?!" A voice full of surprise came.

Hua Mei never thought that she would see Xiangbao in the Wu Palace, and regardless of the other people next to her, she hurriedly walked to her side and took her hand: "You're fine, you're really fine, great!" We thought ......"

Xiangbao looked down and watched Hua Mei take her hand.

"Shih Tzu, why are you here? Where did you go after falling into the river that day? Doctor Fan, he's been looking for you, he doesn't believe you're going to die...... It's great that you're okay now. ”

Xiangbao still lowered her head and looked at her hand blankly.

"Shih Tzu? Shih Tzu, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak? Yes...... I'm sorry...... I almost forgot that you can't speak......" Hua Mei was stunned and hurriedly apologized, "I saw that you were so happy, I will forget, I'm sorry......"

"Who are you?" Xiangbao suddenly raised his head and looked at Hua Mei, his voice was extremely clear.

Hua Mei was stunned for a moment.

Shih Tzu ...... And who? Xiangbao asked, his face full of doubt.

"Aren't you Shih Tzu?" Hua Mei asked in a daze.

"Ahh I forgot to ask him what my name was. Xiangbao raised his hand and knocked on his head, smiling innocently.

"Him?"

"Your Majesty." Xiangbao squinted his eyes and smiled, "I've been sick once, and I can't remember anything before when I wake up." ”

"You are...... The ...... who lived in the Drunken Moon Pavilion" Linglong, who was standing next to Hua Mei, suddenly exclaimed.

"yes, yes." Xiangbao nodded.

"Let's go, people are being favored now, where will they recognize us." Zheng Dan, who had never made a sound, suddenly spoke, his voice was clear and cold.

"Let's go, let's go, the king is still waiting." Someone urged.

Xiangbao watched Hua Mei being pulled away by Linglong, put down the smile on his face, and sat in the corridor on the side in a daze. Suddenly feeling a noise behind her, Xiangbao hurriedly turned around, but saw a man in red standing behind her.

Weiqin!

Xiangbao was inexplicably surprised and hurriedly stood up. Before she could speak, the man in red had already raised his hand and hugged her tightly, so tight that she was almost suffocated.

"Guardian ......"

"I like you." Holding her, Wei Qin suddenly said in a low voice.

Xiangbao froze and stared at him in disbelief: "You...... What are you talking about? ”

"I like you."

He thought he would never be able to say this sentence for the rest of his life, but ...... She actually lost her memory. She has amnesia, so ...... Will she forget that he is her brother?

Thinking like this, he actually felt ...... Happy.

Xiangbao opened his mouth silently, looking up at the sky outside the corridor, and there was not even a single cloud in the blue sky......

Sister, I seem to ...... Doing it wrong again......

Sister, why am I, always doing things wrong......

If only you were still here.