daughter in power

Chapter 224 Return to the original owner
Her eyes flickered, she touched his face carefully, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry Bing'er, mother didn't dare to recognize you at that time, it was mother's fault."

The young master smiled slightly, and reached out to wipe away the tears on her face: "I know, you see, I didn't make things difficult for you at that time, and even promoted you to an official position. In fact..."

He lowered his head sadly, suddenly threw himself into her arms, and said seriously: "Mother, never leave Bing'er again."

She hugged her tightly and nodded.

He finally felt relieved, lifted his small head, looked at the dense reeds in the distance, and said with a smile: "Father, come out quickly, I told you mother would not abandon me."

She froze, and subconsciously turned her head to look.

A person slowly walked out of the reeds, looking at their mother and child with a smile.

He is tall and tall, with a handsome face.

The little boy rushed over like a butterfly wearing flowers, and was picked up by Dongfang Xiu, and the father and son touched their heads.

She was startled, stood up in disbelief: "Why are you here?"

Dongfangxiu smiled lightly, and there was a gentleness in her eyes that she had never seen before: "You are going back to the mountain, the journey is long, of course I want to protect you."

He stretched out his hand and smiled slightly: "This is your thing. I found it from Guanshi Li. Now return it to its original owner."

She hesitated, looking at the simple and clear bell in his hand, guessing that it was worth a lot.

She shook her head: "What is this for me? I remember that there was a ban in Floating Fire City, prohibiting everyone from wearing bells."

The bell in his hand was delicate and bright, very beautiful, just suitable for her use.

But the fringe wrapped around the bell seemed a bit old.

Did she ever use it?

He still handed the bell to her, and smiled lightly: "No one in Great Xia should wear a bell. Seeing one person beheaded. But, if you use it, the emperor will never behead you."

She refused to reach out to take it.

Because it was not at all sure whether the bell belonged to her.

However, she did see a sense of familiarity in it.

Once upon a time, did she wear a bell like this?

The young master grabbed the bell and said with a smile: "Mother, you look better wearing a bell. My father-in-law said that all beauties wear bells."

After speaking, he stuffed the bell in her hand into her hand.

Going forward, Dongfang Xiu did not follow the main force.

Everyone didn't know that he followed.

For Emperor Tian Cheng, he said he was on vacation due to illness.

Qiqi felt uneasy and didn't know how to dismiss him.

But the young master was very happy, as if it was rare for him to go out for a walk, it happened that his father and mother were in their hands, and I had the world.

Regarding her son's mood, she could only watch silently and could not interrupt.

The problem of dizziness has improved a lot, and the team moved forward a little faster.

The speed of going back and forth to the mountain was accelerated.

When it was the twelfth lunar month, everyone finally arrived at Qiansha City.

During this period, Dongfang Xiu appeared a few times, and she still had a calm expression, without going too far, which made her suspect that she was overthinking.

With the protection of the Royal Forest Army, it is harmonious to enter Qiansha City.

After changing the emperor, the city is still peaceful and calm, it is worthy of being Emperor Tiancheng's territory.

Going back to the mountain was smoother than ever.

It was still the two huge strange rocks, the boy who opened the door, and the boy who walked out of the secret passage with a whoosh sound, and stood on the open green grass.

The twigs of the old tree in the distance were desolate, and there was a faint scream of a woman in the air.

Startled, Qiqi subconsciously frowned.

The little boy hugged her thigh: "Mother, what's that sound?"

She was busy protecting the child, and said gently: "A lunatic."

The boy turned his head and said with a smile, "Master is not in the mountain, so my senior sister is going crazy."

Her smile was the same as before, but Qiqi was stunned: "The old man Huishan is not in the mountain?"

The boy shook his head: "You know, his old man is like a wild crane, where can he find it."

They walked towards the main building, the young master held her hand tightly, she looked down at the child's anxious face, and hurriedly picked him up.

Because she was meeting the old man Huishan, she didn't bring anyone with her.

Only Binger and Qin Cai.

As for Dongfang Xiu, since he didn't show up in the team, he naturally couldn't bring him up the mountain.

In the main building, everything remains the same.

The piano platform of the old man Huishan is still placed in the center of the flower hall.

Xie Liancheng used to like to sit in the flower hall and play the piano. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the vast desert made his mood even more desolate.

She always felt that she had been to this place many times, and she didn't know why she had such an illusion.

Several people lived in Huishan, but the boy was still inseparable from her.

She asked: "This time, do you know when he will return?"

The two stood on the porch looking at the yellow sand in the distance, chatting with each other.

The boy said, "Do you really want to see Master?"

She nodded and supported her head: "I'm afraid there is blood in my brain blocking my tendons, and I have often fainted in the past six months."

She looked at the boy solemnly: "Perhaps it was caused by amnesia after falling off the cliff."

She looked carefully at the boy's expression, and sure enough, she saw a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and she frowned: "Tell me... I didn't look like this in the first place?"

She remembered that when she first woke up, her head was wrapped in gauze, and she couldn't see her face at all.

She remembered that at that time, she had to be taken care of by the boy for her food and daily life, and she couldn't get out of bed for half a year.

She also remembered that the moment she removed the gauze, she looked at the portrait in the mirror and felt very strange.

Thinking back on all of this now, it suddenly became clear.

But no, she was not Jiang Qiqi in the first place.

With a firm attitude, she looked at the boy's face.

The boy lowered his head: "Well... let's discuss everything after Master comes back."

Avoiding this topic, I had to talk about local customs.

The boy seems to have rarely gone down the mountain in recent years.

Hearing that she has become a queen, she just hummed casually.

Hearing that Xia Xi became the emperor, he was a little surprised: "Little uncle...he really became the emperor."

I won't say much about the rest.

After waiting for half a month, the weather became more and more severe.

But in the vast desert, the temperature is low and cold, and there are even fine pieces of snow at night.

Back to the mountain is still warm as spring.

In such weather, she was lucky, lucky to bring the young master by her side.

The mother and son stood under the flower tree, looking at the desert in the night, she said: "Thanks to you coming, I finally don't have to stay in Liuhuo City to suffer from the cold."

The little boy smiled and hugged her arms: "Bing'er is very warm here, but there..."

He pointed to the desert covered with snowflakes: "Is the adoptive father cold at the foot of the mountain?"

He turned his head to look at Qiqi, his big eyes were twinkling, pitiful.

The big troops had already prepared warm clothes, and they were not afraid of the cold when they were waiting at the foot of the mountain.

But Dongfangxiu was alone, so it was a bit far-fetched to say that she was not afraid of the cold.

Her eyes flickered, and the little boy quickly kissed her on the cheek: "Mother, let foster father come up the mountain with us, it's warm here."

She has no weakness in this life, except her child.

The little boy's request immediately made her feel cute.

She had no choice but to ask the boy to let Dongfangxiu come up the mountain.

Perhaps because of the good relationship, the boy did not refuse, and went down the mountain to look for Dongfangxiu.

The young master waited on the mountain for a while before he saw someone.

Dongfang Xiu has snow-white hair on her temples, standing on the grass with a big smile on her face.

The little boy flew over and jumped into his arms.

He picked him up, lovingly kissed the young master's head, and looked over.

She was surprised: "Why so fast?"

He was still smiling, refusing to speak.

But the boy was serious: "This man is strangely nervous, standing in front of the mountain gate under heavy snow, as if he was waiting for me to open the door. When I went out, I was startled."

Dongfang Xiu was still smiling.

The little boy laughed: "Father knows that mother will definitely pick him up."

In a word, she blushed immediately when she said it.

Dongfang Xiu only smiled lightly, as if she was in the spring breeze.

A gust of wind blew away the white snow on his temples and his wet clothes.

After entering the main building, the boy brought him hot meals and hot dishes, and he ate them slowly.

In this way, he completely followed Qiqi and lived in Huishan.

Several people live in Huishan and relax.

Qiqi's syncope seems to have improved.

The old man who returned to the mountain has not yet returned, and Huang Shan, who was imprisoned in the back mountain and went crazy, became more and more violent.

He could faintly hear her cursing Feng Qiqi loudly.

Qiqi stands on the cliff, looking at the desert in the distance, her eyes are cold.

At this year's end, she did not go back to Flowing Fire City, nor did she spend time with Xia Xi.

Even her servants were at the foot of the mountain, and they rented a house in Qiansha City to live a stable life, but they did not go up the mountain.

On the mountain, there are only Dongfang Xiu, Qin Cai, the boy, the young master and her.

It was rare and lively, and everyone showed their cooking skills and gathered around a table to celebrate the reunion day.

The old man who returned to the mountain has not yet returned.

Everyone laughed for a while, went back to their houses, rested and slept.

The little prince slept soundly in Qiqi's arms, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Since losing her memory, she has passed several years like this.

But, it seems like every year holds a little bit of a special meaning.

Unfortunately, this year, there is nothing.

She shook her head, and the little boy in her arms stretched out his chubby feet onto her belly.

She smiled and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Love children, no matter what, love is not enough.

This is how she feels.

She sighed, and suddenly felt the world spinning, and she fell down abruptly.

When I woke up again, I was on the bed.

There was a high pillow on the back of her neck, and beside her sat a young man with black eyes.

Seeing his appearance, she hurriedly said: "Bing'er, why didn't you sleep well?"

The little boy shook his head, threw himself into her arms tightly, and whimpered: "Mother, Bing'er is afraid..."

The thin and small body seems to be unable to withstand the whipping of wind and rain, weak and vulnerable.

Her eyes were red, and she put her arms around the child: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mother will be fine."

In fact, even she said it without confidence.

Who knows what tomorrow will look like?
Raising her head, she was surprised by the person standing at the door.

Xie Liancheng smiled slightly, and walked in with the medicine box: "Fortunately, my son came back early, otherwise you will have to confess your life."

But she couldn't laugh, the young master held her hand tightly, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch her away.

The mother and son watched him enter the door, Xie Liancheng shook his head and smiled: "It really is your own."

He didn't say much anymore, and he treated her on his own.

After seeing the lesion, prescribed a prescription, and sent the boy to be tortured, Xie Liancheng packed his clothes and prepared to leave.

Her eyes flickered: "Genius doctor!"

Xie Liancheng stopped and turned around.

Her eyes were burning: "I...do I have blood in my brain?"

The only guess, if it is not true, she does not know how to define her condition.

Xie Liancheng didn't comment, but there was deep meaning in his eyes.

She hurriedly asked: "How can I restore my memory, or..." Her lips moved, but finally she didn't make a sound.

The guess in my heart has almost been confirmed.

Xie Liancheng lowered his eyes: "You finally started to doubt."

She didn't make a sound, but her heart was extremely heavy.

At the door, Xie Liancheng had already left in a hurry.

The little boy hurriedly chased him out, but because he was too small, he couldn't see where he went.

She had no choice but to turn back and look at Qiqi with a bitter expression on her face: "Mother..."

She smiled gently, with tears in her eyes: "It's okay, he will definitely help mother recover her memory."

As if to test her guess.

For several days, Xie Liancheng did not appear again.

Ask the boy, and the boy can't say anything.

She was a little anxious and wanted to get out of bed to find someone.

Dongfang Xiu blocked the door: "The old man Huishan said that you need to rest these few days, and you can't walk around at will."

She frowned, but Dongfang Xiu didn't say much, just looked at her gently.

For some reason, she suddenly felt guilty for such a look.

Finally retreated to the room.

Time seemed to stand still.

For seven or eight days in a row, she drank the dark decoction every day. The medicine was bitter and unbearable, which was unheard of.

But the boy still eats three meals a day, and the fixed amount is never ambiguous.

She drank until her lips became bitter, but her head did not faint again.

Seeing that the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the lavender on the mountain is blooming all over the sky, and the old man who returned to the mountain finally appeared.

As soon as he appeared, he asked her directly: "You really want to know, who are you?"

(End of this chapter)