Garan.

Xiangguo Fuzhong.

The furnishings in the room are elegant and concise, and the layout is gorgeous, the golden silk nanmu is the beam, the red mountain jade is the lamp, and the bed curtain is carved with a hollow pear flower pattern.

The veil dragged on the bed, a woman in the tent closed her eyes slightly, and the maid serving by the bedside brought a basin of water, and after wetting the silk handkerchief, she gently wiped her face and hands for the woman on the bed, and prayed.

A gust of wind blew, and the veil swayed.

The maid looked around, wondering why the wind was blowing again when the doors and windows were closed.

Looking at the woman who was sleeping very peacefully on the bed, the maid sighed bitterly and said, "Miss, you have been asleep for three days, is it really as the imperial doctor said, there is no medicine stone?" Please, you must wake up. ”

The veil shook a few more times, and the maid rubbed her eyes, and when she looked at it, the veil did not move at all, and the maid only thought that she had spent her eyes.

Xiang Beili was standing at the head of the bed, mortals couldn't see him, looking at the woman lying on the bed, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The woman on the bed slowly opened her eyes, her breath was heavy, and she glanced at the maid and said, "Are you?"

The maid serving on one side was overjoyed when she saw her wake up, and her tone could not hide her excitement, and said, "Miss, are you awake?" It's good to wake up, I'm your maid and incense? After saying that, I wanted to cry.

When the woman saw that the maid called Xiangxiang was full of tears, she sat up, put her hand on the back of the maid's hand, and coaxed: "Don't cry, it's not beautiful to cry."

The woman said again: "Am I called Xinghe, is this Meng Pozhuang?"

Xiangxiang wiped her tears and said, "Miss, you just woke up, don't talk nonsense, Miss is blessed with a great life, and with the blessing of all kinds of gods, how can she die."

The woman was puzzled and said, "Meng Pozhuang is the place where she died?"

The maid nodded.

The woman said strangely: "My name is Xinghe?" I remember I was in Meng Po Village, and I met a man there who said that I was the new Meng Po, and then I woke up and was here. ”

The maid's expression was slightly sad, and she wrung out the silk handkerchief in her hand and said: "Miss's maiden name is Zhao Xinghe, and she is the second miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I think Miss had such a nightmare because of her serious illness before."

Xinghe was confused in his heart, and muttered in his mouth: "Maybe it's just a dream."

Xiang Bei was relieved in his heart, there was a servant girl who was so loyal to Xinghe, and he secretly sighed in his heart that all the coincidences in his heart were that there were people in the mortal world who had the same name and even appearance as Xinghe, and what was even more coincidental was that Xinghe in the mortal world died of a serious illness three days ago, and Xiang Bei wanted to use this identity to let Xinghe live well in the mortal world until Xinghe recovered his spiritual power.

Xiang Xiang said to the maid beside her who was a little lower-level: "Go and tell the master that the young lady is awake."

The maid hurried out of the room.

Xiang Xiang said: "Miss, Miss has been lying on the bed because of her serious illness these days, today, Miss woke up from her slumber, and the slave maid saw that Miss looked much better, thinking that her condition had improved, let the slave help you up, serve you to freshen up and dress up, shake your spirits, and go to the sickness for so long."

Xinghe looked in the mirror, looking at the pale in the mirror is indeed lifeless, and the fragrance applied a little powder to the galaxy, inserted the beaded flowers on its bun, and put the red jade dripping bead earrings on for her.

"Miss, your appearance really lives up to the reputation of the first beauty in Kyoto." Xiang combed her hair in a bun for Xinghe and said happily.

Xiang Bei, who was standing on one side, only felt a tremor in his heart, his heartbeat missed half a beat, and his eyes looked at the galaxy with fascination.

Xinghe took the snacks on the table and ate them in a big gulp.

Seeing Xinghe eating like this, Xiang Xiang was slightly stunned, and said: "Miss is the lady in the Xiangfu, and this time the appearance really does not match the identity of the lady."

Xinghe paused and said: "Since you are hungry, just fill your stomach, eat a lot of meat, drink a lot of wine, this is happy, life must be happy, if you eat like a chicken pecking rice, what a grievance."

Hearing this crooked reasoning, Xiang Bei couldn't help but hold back his laughter, and seeing that Xinghe had settled in the mortal world, he was also relieved to return to Meng Pozhuang.

Xiang Xiang was shocked, and felt that after waking up, her young lady not only lost her memory, but also saw that her behavior seemed to be very different from before.

Footsteps came from far and near, and a group of people pushed the door in.

The man in a gorgeous brocade robe strode forward, snorted excitedly with a handful of snot and tears, hugged Xinghe in his arms, and said, "Xing'er, you finally woke up, for my father... I thought that I wanted a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, how could I bear the pain of losing a child for my father, but fortunately, you woke up, so that your father was worried. The speaker's words were filled with trills, which were heartfelt.

Xinghe looked at Xiangxiang like a frightened deer for help, and Xiangxiang shook his head and signaled Xinghe not to break free.

Xinghe raised his eyes lightly, embarrassed but polite and smiled slightly.

There was a mournful cry in my ears.

"Xing'er, if you have something long and short, teach me how to live as a mother, although I am not your own mother, but I have always treated you like a daughter."

The man in the gorgeous brocade robe glanced at the person who was mourning and crying, and said, "Crying and mourning, the person is not dead yet, what are you howling here?"

Suddenly, the crying stopped.

Xiang Xiang suddenly thought of something and said: "Master, madam, Miss has just recovered from a serious illness, and when she woke up today, she said some strange things, as if she had lost her memory."

After speaking, Xiang introduced the middle-aged man in a gorgeous brocade robe and the graceful and luxurious middle-aged woman beside him one by one: "Miss, this is the lord and the lady, as well as your father and mother."

Xinghe smiled politely and thoughtfully, and said, "Father, mother is fine."

The middle-aged man in a gorgeous brocade robe carried Xinghe's hand, his face could not hide his distress, and said, "My good daughter, I have suffered you."

Xinghe only felt a warm heart, so she shrank into the arms of her father, who claimed to be her father, and glanced at the eyes of her heartbroken stepmother, who had been crying before, flashed a trace of unhappiness, fleeting, as light as smoke.

Xinghe pouted softly, and said lightly, "Are you really my father?"

"Silly girl, I was your father at the time" The voice was extremely warm.

"Master, Xing'er is recovering from a serious illness, and he still needs to cultivate well, don't be emotional, sad, and hurt," Xinghe's stepmother said.

Xinghe's father lowered his head, wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, and said, "Look, I'm old, and my eyes can't stand the wind and sand."

Xinghe's stepmother Qin said: "Master, Xing'er wakes up, this is a great joy, everyone is happy." Listening to the girl Xiangxiang, Xing'er lost her memory because of this serious illness, why not invite the imperial doctor in the palace to the mansion to take a look at Xing'er. ”

The prime minister's figure flickered, his face sank, his eyebrows frowned, and he said: "Although Imperial Physician He has one of the best medical skills in the palace, it's just that three days ago, he was the one who gave Xing'er a death verdict, and now, Xing'er is not good, since Xing'er woke up from a serious illness, it doesn't matter if he recovers his memory or not, it's good to forget those unhappy things before."

Qin Shi hooked a smile, and said attentively: "Xing'er is seriously ill and has been lying for a while, during this time, he has only barely relied on the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor to continue his life, but he has never eaten, the people take food as the sky, presumably they are hungry, come to the dining room, go to the dining room to prepare some food."

More than a dozen maids and attendants stood behind and stood by at any time.

The prime minister helped Xinghe to sit down on the edge of the table and said, "Xing'er, what do you want, just ask me, even if it is a star in the sky, my father will take it for you."

Qin Shi also sat down, and when he heard these words, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but move.

Xinghe looked at her father with clear eyes and said, "My daughter doesn't have anything in particular."

A hint of surprise flashed in the prime minister's eyes, and he said for a moment, "Send someone to make a few clothes for you for my father, and let someone send them to you when the time comes."

Xinghe only felt a familiar picture flash through his mind, but he couldn't remember what the picture in his mind was.

"Father, daughter has a request, and I hope that my father will fulfill it." Galaxy blurted out.

"Xing'er, talk to your father."

Xinghe said: "My daughter wants to open a cloth village and make clothes and sell them by herself."

The prime minister pursed his eyebrows, his face sank, and he said coldly: "Not to mention that I have very little status as a businessman, not to mention what kind of system one of your daughters has become when she shows her face outside, and the daughter of the dignified prime minister's mansion sells fabrics and clothes outside, and it has become a joke to spread it."

Qin Shi glanced at the prime minister's eyes, grinned and said: "It's not, how can a girl's family show up outside, a woman should stay in the boudoir and read books about female morality, such as "Female Rings" and "Internal Training", and find a good husband when she is old."

The prime minister nodded, thinking deeply, and said, "Listen to your aunt's words, now that you are sick, just read at home and learn to be a female celebrity, don't think about going out and running around." ”

Qin smiled proudly.

Xinghe said: "But Shicai's father said that everything her daughter wants, even if it is a star in the sky, she can take it off for her daughter, and her daughter doesn't want the stars in the sky, she just wants to open a cloth village."

The prime minister was obviously very angry, and said, "Don't tell me about this again, my father will never allow you to go out and show your face."

Xinghe wanted to say something, but Xiang pulled Xinghe's sleeve and said: "Master, Miss Xu has been asleep for a few days, so she said such foolish words, Master Don't be weird with Miss, and after Miss recuperates for a few days, she won't say these words again."

Qin looked satisfied, and said: "That's right, Miss Xiangguo's daughter, her net worth is innocent, how can she go out and show her face if she wants to go out with her heart."

The prime minister coughed, his face full of displeasure, and the Qin family closed his mouth and did not dare to speak.

"Okay, I don't need to mention this matter later, and in a while, I'll ask the maid to bring you the new clothes I bought for you." After that, he got up and was about to leave.

The Qin clan followed behind the prime minister.

Xiangxiang got up to send it off, Xinghe was unhappy, ignored it, and ate some snacks on the table by himself.

Seeing that Xinghe didn't get up to see him off, the Qin family looked at the prime minister and said, "This kid ......"

The prime minister put his hands behind his back and said, "Since you are a child, why do you bother with her?"

The two walked out the door.