Jiang Huaiyin pressed the corners of his forehead, and his handsome face was covered with frost white.

Beads of sweat ran down his skin and into his fingers, and he frowned, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and his vision became clear again.

He looked at Murong Xi with a complicated expression, "How much do you remember about the fire in the General's Mansion?" ”

Murong Xi was stunned, he didn't expect Jiang Huaiyin to ask like this.

Moreover, Jiang Huaiyin's state is very wrong.

After she was surprised, she asked Jiang Huaiyin, "The prince is not feeling well?" Would you like me to take a look at it for you? ”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to probe Jiang Huaiyin's pulse.

Jiang Huaiyin stared at Murong Xi with a condensed face, and suddenly grabbed her wrist with a cold tone, "Say!" How much do you remember? ”

Sensing that something was wrong, Murong Xi's heart sank.

Suddenly, an idea came to me that Jiang Huaiyin was the mastermind who led to the destruction of the General's Mansion!

But when she thought about it, when she was six years old, Jiang Huaiyin was only twelve years old.

Even if he was the most appreciated prince of the previous emperor, it was impossible to destroy Jiangmen without leaving any evidence.

There is no strength and no reason.

Murong Xi calmed down, lowered his head and looked at his hand on his wrist, and a different color crossed his eyes.

When she looked up again, Murong Xi's expression was gloomy, "I just remember that I was going to the study to find my father, and as soon as I walked to the door, a fire suddenly broke out in the house, forcing me to retreat——"

The fire was fierce, and in the blink of an eye, it engulfed the mansion.

Little Murong Xi didn't notice the sparks stained on her skirt at all, standing in the courtyard, she saw the house collapse and shatter into ruins.

In the flames, she clearly saw a stern face, and shouted at her, "Sister, run!" ”

The tip of Murong Ji's nose was sour, and her eyes gradually moistened.

This is the most painful memory of the original owner.

Not to mention the original owner, even she, an "outsider", will empathize with the sorrow when she thinks back.

Jiang Huaiyin's almost violent mood eased, his knuckles trembled slightly, and then let go of Murong Xi's wrist.

"Do you remember how you were placed in Cining Palace? Who saved you? Is it the Queen Mother's person? ”

Murong Xi shook his head, according to the memory of the original owner's heart, during that time, his mind was full of scenes of his father being burned to death in the fire.

When I returned to my senses, I heard Mama Yu say that half a month had passed since Murong Mansion went to water.

And she, too, has become mute.

"I was too young to remember anything. Later, he also became mute, and it was a blessing to survive. ”

Jiang Huaiyin narrowed his eyes and sighed softly: "If this king is not mistaken, it was the autumn of the twentieth year of Qianshun at that time——"

Murong Xi nodded.

The memory of the original owner is deep, and of course the time will not be mistaken.

Jiang Huaiyin's face sank.

At the turn of autumn and winter in the twentieth year of Qianshun, he was still living in the palace.

He was not spared from the plague that year.

I lay on the bed in a daze for a month, as if I had walked before the ghost door closed.

He couldn't remember the month clearly, except that before he was infected with the plague, he had just rushed back to the capital from outside the city.

Murong Xi rubbed her wrist and glanced at Jiang Huaiyin deeply.

"Lord Wang, you really don't need me to see it?"

Jiang Huaiyin waved his hand, "This king is fine, what color is the dress that the princess was wearing at that time, can you remember?" ”

"I don't remember." Murong Xi was speechless, and couldn't figure out what Jiang Huaiyin meant.

At that moment of life and death, she didn't even have the slightest impression of the life-saving benefactor, what clothes did she mention?

"What did the Queen Mother say?" Jiang Huaiyin asked again.

Murong Xi: "...... It is only said that the defenders of the city happened to be nearby, and they took it with their mouths. ”

was asked by Jiang Huaiyin, and she was also confused.

Although the General's Mansion was destroyed, Murong Xi, who was an orphan, survived.

There are also two bedrooms and three bedrooms in the Murong family.

If there were really city defenders who saved her life, the Murong family would be embarrassed, and they should repay it.

Why was it never mentioned afterwards?

Murong Xi's eyes suddenly lit up, picked up the wine jug and poured a full cup for Jiang Huaiyin, and said flatteringly: "Is the prince suspicious that the person who saved me is the queen mother?" ”

Jiang Huaiyin looked at her indescribably, took the wine, and took a sip.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Murong Xi picked up the wine glass in front of him and saluted him: "It's about the truth about the destruction of the Murong family, and I ask the prince to tell him the truth." ”

"This king doesn't know, but this king is sure that he is not the queen mother." Jiang Huaiyin had never had the feeling of being uncontrollable just now.

Fortunately, only Murong Xi was present.

If he had hallucinated when he met the Assassin in the Hot Spring Pavilion, it would have been enough to kill him in just one breath.

He asked tentatively, "Are you very good at medicine?" ”

When it came to his skills, Murong Xi smiled smugly, "It's okay, at least the prince's poison and my dumb disease are all within the question." ”

Jiang Huaiyin stretched out his arm, and Murong Xi thought that he was going to make a move again, so he shrank his neck in fright and stepped back.

"Look for the king."

Murong Xi: "......"

"Where is the prince unwell?" This time, Murong Xi's movements slowed down, in case Jiang Huaiyin used to kill again, and there was a buffer space for her to escape.

Jiang Huaiyin: "Just now, this king had a hallucination, and he saw a scene in his eyes that did not belong here. ”

"Hallucinations?" Murong Ji put her fingertips on Jiang Huaiyin's pulse and looked at him with a straight face.

Jiang Huaiyin nodded, "Is it the reaction of the toxin?" ”

"Probably not." Murong Xiu's eyebrows twisted, and her warm fingertips were slightly forced, but she still didn't notice anything wrong.

"It's better to be like this, the prince drank wine tonight, and it is not appropriate to administer needles. After I get up tomorrow morning, I will administer needles to the prince. ”

Jiang Huaiyin withdrew his hand, "It's not poison, is it possible that there is a memory that has been lost?" ”

"Have you ever had amnesia?" Murong Xi was stunned.

Amnesia is a rare and strange disease in modern times.

Although I have heard a lot, at least Murong Xi has never diagnosed and treated patients with amnesia.

Jiang Huaiyin rubbed his eyebrows, "When I was twelve years old, I was infected with the plague and burned for a long time. Many memories of this period are not clear. ”

"That's right." Murong Xi suddenly became interested.

There is an unwritten rule for the heirs of the Golden Needle family.

The more challenging the patient, the more competitive it will arouse in them.

Murong Xi secretly rubbed her excitement, "If the prince can trust me, can you tell me the hallucination you just saw?" May I see if I can recover that lost memory for the prince? ”

Jiang Huaiyin snorted, picked up the wine glass and continued to drink.

His expression has returned to his original state, indifferent, feminine and dangerous.

"Not yet."

Murong Ji tilted her head and pursed her lips.

In the main hall, the atmosphere returned to the quiet when the two first entered.

Only the mellow smell of wine in the air entered the nose, proving that the two had indeed talked just now.

Murong Ji had a flash of inspiration, blinked and said to Jiang Huaiyin: "The prince will have to give an injection tomorrow, and he shouldn't drink too much tonight." As a healer, I warn you that you must not drink this wine any more. ”

Jiang Huaiyin couldn't hold back and almost laughed.

Putting down the wine glass, leaning back his upper body, and sitting lazily on the chair, "Does the princess know how bamboo leaves are made?" ”

"The bamboo is fragrant, the wine tastes mellow, presumably made from new bamboo leaves?" Murong Ji loves to drink, but he doesn't study much about wine.

Especially the best wines of ancient times.

But she knows a lot of nonsense, so she opened her mouth and said to Jiang Huaiyin.

"Definitely." Jiang Huaiyin shook his head lightly, "The water for brewing wine is the morning dew on the bamboo leaves, which was collected by the king himself, and there are only three altars in total, and every drop is extremely precious." ”

Murong Xi was even more excited, licked her lips, and snatched the bamboo leaf Qing with only half a pot left, "No matter how precious it is, compared to the body of the prince, it is like a mustard!" Let me dispose of this 'grass mustard' for the prince! ”

Before he finished speaking, Murong Xi ran out of the main hall in a hurry.

In the end, I didn't forget to advise: "The prince rests early, and the needle will be administered tomorrow morning!" ”

Jiang Huaiyin was stunned in the main hall, shook his head and chuckled a few times, his face slowly turned like condensed ice.

"Yelan!"

"The subordinates are here!" Before the Yelan people arrived, the sound came first.

Jiang Huaiyin glanced at Ye Lan with a clear glance, "Tell this king about the plague back then." ”