The lord of the Tong Pavilion is not only highly accomplished in the song of silence, but also has attainments in medical skills and acupuncture that are difficult for ordinary people to surpass. He spent nearly a month compiling a song for Qi Ying's physical condition, and at the same time injected Qi Ying's head once a day in the morning and evening, trying to dredge her meridians and remove blood from her head.

Gradually, Qi Ying's body had begun to improve a lot, and although he hadn't woken up yet, the chances of waking up had obviously increased greatly.

When he was about to play the song of silence for Qi Ying, the Pavilion Master asked everyone else to go out. But where is Chu Yanxu willing, these days he is like a year, at this critical time, he hopes that the first person Qi Ying will see when he wakes up is him, although the result is still unknown.

"Grandfather, just let me stay here! I don't affect the ...... you play"

The Pavilion Lord shook his head: "You don't know yet, although this Lonely Yao Song is compiled according to the physical condition of the granddaughter-in-law, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not affect the people present when playing, so you have to go out and ......"

"Then I can't hear it, can I? ....... Zhong Yi, go get a ball of cotton. Chu Yanxu pushed Zhong Yi beside him and asked him to hurry up and get the cotton.

After getting along for nearly a month, the master of the Tong Pavilion also figured out that his grandson had a somewhat stubborn temperament, which was somewhat similar to him, and he knew that it was useless to say more, so he stretched out his right hand to the left cuff and groped for it, and soon a small cyan bottle appeared on his right hand, and the master of the Tong Pavilion opened the cap of the bottle, poured out a black pill and handed it to Chu Yanxu, asking him to swallow it.

The lord of the Tong Pavilion then ordered a small servant to place the incense burner next to the table, add incense powder and burn it, and slowly began to smoke curling, and a unique fragrance wafted out. He lay the lyre on the sandalwood table, the piano hung in the air and hung down naturally, light and soft, and the tail was supported by the feet of geese, and the body presented a beautiful linear shape.

His old hands were now strong and nimble, his right hand plucked the strings, and his left hand pressed the strings, and the sound of the piano flowed from his fingers; One finger is ethereal, the other finger is clear, one string and one note, and the aftersound is lingering.

The sound is quiet and mellow, crisp and even. ethereal like pine waves, responding to the empty valley; Clear as the full moon sparkling, shining on the heavens and the earth; Clear like autumn water, lightly buckle the shallows; The sonorous like iron hooves flew by, shocking people's heartstrings.

Chu Yanxu sometimes turned his head to look at the Tongge master plucking the strings, and sometimes lowered his head to pay attention to Qi Ying on the couch. But at this time, let the sound of the piano ripple, Qi Ying on the couch was still pale, and lay on the couch as if he was lifeless.

After the song was finished, the master of the Tong Pavilion put away the silent qin, at this time he didn't need to check Qi Ying's situation, just look at his grandson's reaction. Qi Ying's injury was too serious, and he wasn't sure that Qi Ying would wake up with a song at the beginning, so he wasn't disappointed.

Three days later, the lord of the Tong Pavilion prepared to play a ballad for Qi Ying. Still the same as the previous two days, the incense was burned in the smoker, and the strings were plucked. Chu Yanxu made people choose to stay in front of the couch and stare at Qi Ying intently, his eyes were calm and persistent, not as nervous and excited as the previous two days, after all, after wandering between hope and disappointment again and again, he knew how to be calm and persistent.

When the master of the Tong Pavilion was playing, he happened to look up at Chu Yanxu's silhouette, a little quiet and persistent. When the Pavilion Lord Tong checked Qi Ying's pulse yesterday, he found that her divine consciousness was gradually condensed, and there were signs that she was about to wake up, but he didn't tell his grandson because he couldn't bear to give him hope too early, after all, it was not the last moment, and he didn't dare to guarantee it.

In a trance, Chu Yanxu's eyes caught Qi Ying's right middle finger as if it moved slightly, his heart was shocked, and when he looked at it again, there was no movement, and his heartbeat that was excited for a while slowly fell short.

After a while, Chu Yanxu noticed the feeling just now, but this time the location of the slight movement was at the eyelids, and he stared intently at Qi Ying's closed eyes, and his heart was surging, because at this time he saw Qi Ying's eyelids flash a slight roll.

"Grandfather, she ......moved," Chu Yanxu said excitedly, his eyes shining with joy, staring closely at the changes in Qi Ying.

The lord of Tongge did not stop plucking the strings because of Chu Yanxu's words, and under his plucked strings, the sound of the piano was still ethereal and smooth, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, flowing water in the mountains, melodious and pleasant.

Gradually, Qi Ying's pair of long eyelashes slowly fanned up, his eyes rolled up slightly, and the diffuse light gradually condensed, looking at the man in front of him in a daze, and gradually appeared with doubts and uneasy looks, and then turned his head to look around, and finally his eyes fell on the Tong Pavilion Lord who was playing.

"Are you awake...... Chu Yanxu stared at Qi Ying in surprise, sat on the edge of the couch gently, holding Qi Ying's hand tightly with both hands, and was in a mixed mood at the moment.

Slowly, Qi Ying's gaze turned back to the man in front of her, her mind was almost blank at this time, and she didn't know where she was now, what was going on? Why are you lying in this place? And who are these two people in the room?

She wanted to get up, but she was very upset to find that she was weak and collapsed at the moment; I moved my chapped lips and opened my mouth to ask the person next to me, but I found that my throat was dry and hoarse, and it was difficult to say a complete sentence.

Chu Yanxu's mind was still immersed in the surprise intersection of Qi Ying's wake-up, and he didn't notice Qi Ying's confused and uneasy eyes after waking up. When he realized that Qi Ying was struggling to remember, he quickly reached out to help her get up and lean on the couch.

"You...... Who is it? Qi Ying looked at Chu Yanxu in confusion and asked.

Qi Ying's question made Chu Yanxu shocked, staring at her in surprise, and he didn't react for a long time. The sound of the piano didn't know when it had stopped, and the Pavilion Master also looked at Qi Ying suspiciously, with a hint of solemnity on his face.

Looking at Qi Ying's puzzled eyes, Chu Yanxu tightened his heart and asked in disbelief: "You don't remember who I am?" ”

Qi Ying still nodded confusedly, there was indeed no such person in her memory.

In an instant, Chu Yanxu's heart seemed to have been hit hard, and a dull pain swept through his body, "I, I'm Chu Yanxu....." He stared at Qi Ying with expectant eyes, expecting her to nod next and say that he knew him.

Qi Ying looked at Chu Yanxu suspiciously again, searching for the characters and deeds in her memory in her mind, but there was still no such person, so she could only shake her head lightly again.

Chu Yanxu, who was disappointed again, no longer asked Qi Ying persistently, and turned his head to look at his maternal grandfather: "Grandfather, what's wrong with her?" ”

The interview of the master of Tongge was solemn, silent for a long time, and sighed helplessly: "I'm afraid it's amnesia......"

When he heard the news, compared to Chu Yanxu's face full of surprise, Qi Ying was a little stunned: "I don't have amnesia!" Her tone was very firm.

The Pavilion Lord and Chu Yanxu looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at Qi Ying together.

"And what do you remember?" The Pavilion Lord asked.

"It doesn't matter what I remember! It's just that I accidentally fell off my horse while riding this morning...... Open your eyes here again......" Qi Ying gestured between them with his hand, "Did you save me?" ...... By the way, have you ever met my maid? ”

"You're talking about pity, but the two of you?"

Qi Ying didn't answer immediately, but was silent thoughtfully, nodding with a hint of confusion.

"I'll call them in" After finishing speaking, Chu Yanxu walked quickly to the door, and soon heard him say, "You can go in." ”

Unfortunately, Kexin faintly seemed to hear Qi Ying's voice outside the door, and he couldn't hold back and wanted to go in, Chu Yanxu's words fell, and they had already trotted in.

"County Lord, you've finally woken up......"

The two of them pulled Qi Ying with one hand and half knelt in front of the couch, their eyes moist.

"Hmm...... Why are you here? Did my mother know that I was hurt? ”

"Ahh

"Ahh

Xi Su and Ke Xin said "ah" at the same time, as if they were suddenly very frightened, their small mouths opened widely, their eyes were round, and they stared at Qi Ying dumbfounded.

Then after a long conversation about the bull's head and the horse's mouth, but fortunately, I finally knew what was going on after Qi Ying woke up.

In short, Qi Ying had lost her memories for the last three years or so, which meant that she only remembered the events of her fifteenth birthday and before, and the reason for this was unknown.

Ke Xin racked her brains and thought about it, and finally thought of a slightly convincing possibility, that is, Qi Ying also kowtowed when she fell from the horse that day, but she only had a headache for a while that time, and there were no sequelae later; But as it seems now, it's not that there are no sequelae, but that the sequelae came a little late! No, she has lost her memories for three years, but her eighteen-year-old body lives the soul of a fifteen-year-old girl, and she is a stubborn girl.

The facts are in front of us, and everyone has to accept it, but Qi Ying doesn't, she has to say that she has no amnesia, and she is stunned as a result of not recognizing that she is married.

All right! can only blame her for not getting married before the age of fifteen, Zhen Yanxu is very helpless.

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Catching the tail of 2018, Tongjia is here to send blessings to new and old friends who pay attention to "Dumping Maple Silence"~

Wishing you all a safe and joyful 2019! The future of life will be more brilliant and colorful!!