The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

Xi Yu looked at Xiaohong who kept knocking on the door with an annoyed look on her face, with a barely perceptible bitterness in his voice.

"Xiaohong, you have indeed lost your memory, but this has always been your home. You have spent a lot of time in this Prime Minister's Mansion."

Song Shuwen, who was standing aside, also had a look of sadness on his face.

Xiaohong turned a deaf ear to them and just kept banging on the door, muttering to herself.

"I want to get out, I don't know you!"

At the same time, when Luo Xiaoyu in the guest room heard that Xiaohong had woken up, her frown instantly relaxed and her eyes were full of surprise and expectation.

He got up hurriedly and walked quickly towards Xiaohong's residence with the little girl who came to call him.

When Luo Xiaoyu stepped into the room, she saw Xiaohong's confused and frightened eyes.

Luo Xiaoyu walked quickly towards Xiaohong, trying to pull her out of her confused emotions.

"Xiaohong, it's me, Xiaoyu, don't be afraid."

The moment Xiaohong saw Luo Xiaoyu, the confusion in her eyes seemed to be relieved a little, and then a look of surprise blossomed on her face, and she said in a crying voice: "Xiaoyu, I just feel panic in my heart, as if I am in a fog."

"Xiaohong, don't be afraid. This is the Prime Minister's Residence. We have always been here together. Although you have lost your memory now, I believe that bits and pieces of the past will slowly emerge over time, and you will definitely remember everything that is familiar again."

Xiaohong looked around at the unfamiliar layout and furnishings in the house, her eyes still filled with helplessness and confusion.

But her panic was slightly calmed down, and she no longer resisted as fiercely as before.

Luo Xiaoyu thought for a moment and suggested: "Xiaohong, maybe going to visit Madam Ouyang can help you remember something."

Xi Yu quickly turned to Song Shuwen, his eyes full of anxiety and expectation:.

"Doctor Song, is there any way to cure Xiaohong's condition?"

Song Shuwen frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Let Miss Xiaohong see Madam Ouyang first."

When Xi Yu heard this, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

Song Shuwen did not make any conclusion. Is this amnesia really difficult to treat?
Xiaohong listened to their conversation from the side, her eyes still filled with confusion and bewilderment, but she became a little quieter, as if she was secretly expecting to find some clues about the past from the meeting with Ouyang Linlin.

To solve the confusing dilemma before us.

Xi Yu thought about it for a moment and then agreed, saying, "Then I will personally take Xiao Hong to see Lin Lin."

Xiaohong looked hesitant and took a step back.

Seeing this, Luo Xiaoyu hurriedly encouraged softly: "Xiaohong, don't be afraid, go and give it a try, maybe you can get some memories back."

When Xiaohong heard this, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes.

Suddenly, she covered her forehead with her hands, shook her head vigorously, her face full of pain.

"I really don't remember anything. My head is in a mess. It feels so bad."

Her body was also trembling slightly, as if she was deeply tortured by the pain and confusion of amnesia.

"Xiaohong, don't be afraid, we will all be with you. No matter what, we will not give up."

Xi Yu watched from the side with a frown on his face, secretly worried, wondering whether this meeting would really help Xiao Hong with her amnesia, or would make Xiao Hong fall into deeper fear and confusion.

Xi Yu continued to patiently persuade Xiao Hong: "Xiao Hong, go see Lin Lin. Perhaps this is a key step in regaining your memory."

Xiaohong bit her lip and had to follow Xiyu with a nervous mood.

Walking in the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the sunshine shines on her body, but it cannot dispel the haze in Xiaohong's heart.

Her eyes kept wandering around, carefully looking at every blade of grass, every tree, every pavilion and every tower in the courtyard, trying to capture a trace of past memories from these familiar yet unfamiliar scenes.

The corridors with carved beams and painted buildings, and the well-arranged flowers and trees, were just scenes without any emotional connection in her eyes, and did not evoke any impression in her amnesiac mind.

The two of them walked in silence, with only the sound of footsteps echoing on the stone road. Soon, they arrived at the door of Ouyang Linlin's room.

The door was closed, exuding an air of tranquility and mystery.

Xiyu stood at the door, turned to look at Xiaohong, and said softly: "Xiaohong, we are here."

Xiaohong nodded slightly, took a deep breath, feeling both nervous and expectant.

Xiyu stood at the door and shouted loudly into the house: "Linlin, Xiaohong is here."

Ouyang Linlin was originally sitting on the couch to rest, and when she heard this, she immediately smiled with joy.

Although she was still a little weak, she still forced herself to walk quickly towards the door.

When the door opened, Ouyang Linlin saw Xiaohong at a glance. In an instant, tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

The warm memories of my past time with Xiaohong flooded into my mind like a tide. All that laughter and companionship turned into endless longing and excitement at this moment.

However, Xiaohong just stood there expressionlessly, her eyes empty and confused, looking at Ouyang Linlin with tears streaming down her face, as if she was looking at an unrelated stranger.

There was no ripple in her heart. The loss of memory made her unaware of the sincere lady in front of her. She just stood there quietly, waiting for the unknown next step.

The air around seemed to become heavy because of this huge emotional gap.

Ouyang Linlin suppressed the pain in her heart, tried to force out a smile, and said softly to Xiaohong: "Xiaohong, come in first, let's have a good chat."

After saying that, she turned to look at Xiyu and nodded slightly, and Xiyu stayed outside the door waiting.

Xiaohong walked into the house slowly, her eyes swept over the little girls in the house, and then fell on Ouyang Linlin.

Ouyang Linlin held Xiaohong's hand tightly and asked with a trembling voice: "Do you really not remember anything?"

Xiaohong just shook her head blankly, her eyes full of helplessness.

“I don’t feel any familiarity here.”

Ouyang Linlin took a deep breath and began to talk about Xiaohong's past experiences.

"Xiaohong, you have been living in the Ouyang family since you were a child. At that time, you were still an innocent child, always following behind me like a little tail. I still remember that time when we were catching butterflies in the garden, you ran too fast and accidentally fell down, but you stubbornly got up and continued to chase..."

She recounted the events one by one, trying to awaken Xiaohong's dormant memory, with anticipation glittering in her eyes.

But Xiaohong just listened with a confused look on her face. Those past stories now seemed like distant legends and could not stir up any resonance in her heart.

Xiaohong listened quietly, with a confused look on her face. She shook her head slightly, indicating that she had no impression of it.

Ouyang Linlin looked at her, feeling helpless. She had no choice but to ask someone to invite Xi Yu in. Then she sighed softly.

Then, Ouyang Linlin stared into Xiaohong's eyes and said sincerely: "Xiaohong, no matter whether you can remember the past or not, you must believe that we will not hurt you. You can stay here peacefully, and I will do my best to help you restore your memory."

Xi Yu also nodded in agreement. "Yes, Xiaohong, this Prime Minister's Mansion is your home. The outside world is too unfamiliar to you now. Stay here and we will face it together."

Xiaohong's eyes wandered across their faces. Although she still had doubts in her heart, she also felt the sincerity in their words.

She lowered her head slightly, feeling conflicted, not knowing what to do next.

The dilemma of amnesia made her feel like she was in a thick fog, and the care and retention of these people before her were like a faint light in the fog. Although it was not enough to illuminate the way forward, it gave her a touch of warmth and support.

Xiaohong was silent for a moment, but finally nodded slightly and agreed to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion for the time being.

Seeing this, Ouyang Linlin turned to look at Xi Yu, frowned slightly, and asked, "Doctor Song have any opinion on this matter?"

Xi Yu smiled bitterly and responded softly.

"I don't know the details yet, I still have to go and ask carefully."

After saying this, he gestured to Ouyang Linlin and Xiaohong, then turned around and left in a hurry.

Xi Yu hurried to the door of Xiaohong's room and saw Song Shuwen standing there, with Luo Xiaoyu beside him also looking worried.

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Xi Yu walked straight towards Song Shuwen and asked anxiously, "Doctor Song, is Xiaohong's amnesia extremely difficult?"

Song Shuwen nodded helplessly and said, "As far as I know about the medical skills, forget-me-not may be the key to solving Xiaohong's amnesia. But I have only seen records of forget-me-not in ancient medical books."

He sighed slightly and continued, "It is said that this herb has magical medicinal effects and can repair damaged memories. However, over the years, I have been practicing medicine everywhere and have never seen this herb. I even heard that this forget-me-not herb is almost extinct in the world."

After hearing this, Xi Yu's face changed and he was shocked. He asked hurriedly, "Is this the only way? If we can't find the forget-me-not grass, won't Xiao Hong continue to lose her memory?"

Song Shuwen frowned and said solemnly, "From what I know, this does seem to be the only way."

Xi Yu responded without hesitation: "I will definitely find a way to get this forget-me-not grass, and I will go find it myself. I will never give up any hope."

Song Shuwen was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly advised: "Prime Minister, you don't have to do this. She is just a girl. You don't have to go out of your way to look for her."

Xi Yu shook his head slightly and said seriously: "No matter who she is, she lost her memory because of what happened in my house, so I have an unshirkable responsibility. Besides, since I have made up my mind, how can I watch her trapped in the pain of amnesia? No matter what, I must find this forget-me-not."

Seeing Xi Yu so determined, Song Shuwen knew that it was useless to persuade him. He just sighed secretly, thinking that the journey to find the medicine was full of difficulties and obstacles. He wondered whether the Prime Minister could really get his wish and find the legendary forget-me-not.

"Even so, you shouldn't bother going there in person, Prime Minister. Let others find the medicine."

Xi Yu waved his hand with a firm tone.

"Don't persuade me anymore. There are no important national affairs that I need to deal with right now. It's okay for me to go out and look for medicine."

After that, he stared at Song Shuwen and asked, "Where will this forget-me-not appear?"

Song Shuwen pondered for a moment and responded, "I still have to go back to the clinic and look up medical books carefully. By then, I can only tell you, Prime Minister, the general appearance of this forget-me-not grass, but it is difficult to determine where it grows specifically. After all, it is too rare."

Upon hearing this, Xi Yu sighed helplessly and nodded towards Song Shuwen.

"Then you should go back and look up the medical books as soon as possible so that I can make preparations early."

Song Shuwen responded, then turned and walked quickly towards the clinic, his back revealing a sense of haste.

Xi Yu stood where he was, looking at the direction where Song Shuwen left. His heart was filled with worries about the journey to find medicine, but he was also determined to find the forget-me-not and help Xiaohong recover her memory.

Xi Yu looked at Luo Xiaoyu and said sincerely: "In this case, I will give you some money as a reward, and you can go back. Thank you for your hard work this time."

Luo Xiaoyu waved her hands quickly and said sternly, "My Lord Prime Minister, I didn't save people for the money. If I accept it, it would go against my original intention."

Luo Xiaoyu paused, then said hesitantly, "Mr. Prime Minister, I have an unwelcome request. Can I stay? I am really worried about Xiaohong. I am afraid that if she has any emotional fluctuations again, no one will take care of her. If I accompany her, I can also keep an eye on the situation at any time."

Xi Yu thought for a moment and felt that what Luo Xiaoyu said made sense, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then you can stay first. Xiao Hong is in this condition now and really needs someone to comfort her. With you here, I can feel more at ease."

When Luo Xiaoyu heard this, a look of joy immediately appeared on her face and she hurriedly thanked Xi Yu.

On the other side, the morning light fell on the doorway of that house. Wang Hu and several soldiers were guarding here as usual, but the tightly closed door was still locked and the owner had not returned yet.

At this time, the old man from the neighbor's house walked out slowly, his eyes full of curiosity and confusion. He looked them up and down and asked, "Who are you guys? Why do you stay here every day?"

A soldier replied perfunctorily: "We are here just to look for this family, nothing else."

But no matter how much the old man asked, they refused to say a word, just stood there, staring at the door, as if the owner would appear immediately. Seeing this, the old man curled his lips and muttered, "They are so mysterious, I don't know what they are doing." After that, he shook his head and turned back to his room, leaving Wang Hu and the others to continue to watch at the door of the family.

After a while, one of the soldiers came up to Wang Hu and asked tentatively, "Tell me, is the person living in this room old or young?"

Wang Hu, however, seemed not to hear anything. He stared straight ahead with a look of resentment on his face, as if he harbored deep resentment towards the whole world.

Seeing that Wang Hu didn't respond, the soldier raised his voice and asked again.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, please say something!"

Wang Hu then glanced at him coldly and replied unhappily: "Humph, if you talk to me, I may not have the time to deal with you. I have done my best to bring you here, so don't be so arrogant."

When the soldier heard this, he was immediately furious. He raised his fist and was about to attack Wang Hu, cursing, "You ungrateful fellow, I'm giving you a chance, right?"

Wang Hu showed no fear at all. Instead, he stiffened his neck and shouted, "What? I've already said I don't want to live anymore. If you have the guts, just do it. At worst, it's all over!"

The soldier's fist paused in the air, and he hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should really hit back. The situation suddenly fell into a stalemate.

Seeing this, several other soldiers rushed forward to hold the impulsive soldier, and persuaded him as they pulled him: "Forget it, forget it, why bother with him? Look at him, he looks like a madman. There is no need to argue with him just because of a few angry words and get yourself into trouble for nothing."

The soldier who was dragged listened to his companion's persuasion, glared at Wang Hu fiercely, and muttered unwillingly: "Humph, if it weren't for the fact that he is still useful to us, I would have to teach him a lesson today."

Having said that, he angrily put down his fist and took a few steps back, but still stared at Wang Hu angrily.

Wang Hu, on the other hand, still looked nonchalant and angry. The two sides were in a stalemate and the atmosphere was particularly depressing.

Not long after, a middle-aged man walked towards this side slowly. He was the owner of this house.

Seeing so many people gathered in front of his house, he couldn't help but look puzzled. He quickened his pace and walked forward, looking at everyone and asked: "What are you doing? Why are you all gathered in front of my house?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned and suddenly saw Wang Hu. His face suddenly changed, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and his voice trembled unconsciously.

"Why...why did you come to my house again?"

When several soldiers heard this, they immediately knew that this man was the owner they were waiting for, so they stepped forward and said in a serious tone: "You must be the owner of this family, don't waste time, open the door quickly, we have things to do." The middle-aged man looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment, as if he had some concerns, but looking at the serious expressions of the soldiers, he did not dare to disobey, so he took out the key tremblingly and walked towards the door, looking back at Wang Hu from time to time as he walked, his eyes full of anxiety and fear.

Soon, with a creaking sound, the door opened and everyone filed in and entered the yard. The middle-aged man stood aside, still looking at everyone with a puzzled look on his face, his eyes occasionally falling on Wang Hu, his eyes revealing vigilance and uneasiness.

Wang Hu was furious at his gaze and shouted angrily, "Why are you staring at me? I'm telling you, these beasts forced me to come here, otherwise I wouldn't bother to come to your crappy place."

When the soldiers heard this, they were so angry that their faces turned red. One of them stepped forward and asked, "Wang Hu, please keep your mouth shut. Why are you still swearing?"

Wang Hu stiffened his neck and replied arrogantly: "I am happy to say so. What can you do to me? If you have the guts, do it now. I am not afraid of you." (End of this chapter)