daughter in power

Chapter 225
Didn't she come here for the truth?
Anyway, she felt that she should know her yesterday.

Even that yesterday, she should probably forget it.

She stood in the not-so-spacious pharmacy, looked at Xie Liancheng's flirtatious face, and said firmly, "I think I should know who I am, where I come from, and what I want to do. How can I..."

There are some things she can't say.

So she chose silence.

Xie Liancheng shook his head: "We are destined to meet, we are destined to be together, now we meet, we are together, why do we have to separate again? Is Daxia's country not good? Does he not love you enough?"

Xia Xi's love has long been extraordinary.

She looked firmly: "He is very good, but I want to be myself. I have questioned my identity countless times, but at that time it was too late to worry about life and death, and there was no time to care about my life experience. Now, the country is stable and the children are cute. I need to face myself again."

She should know who she is.

She has a right to know.

Xie Liancheng smiled coldly: "Life is a lifetime of flashy dreams. I never thought that some people don't want to dream, and they only like to be awake."

He no longer refuted her request, and only calmly took out the silver needle from the medicine box: "Recovering memory is difficult, maybe there is only one thousandth hope. You know, when you fell off the cliff, you broke your muscles and bones. Tendons, amnesia is the best ending."

One step closer, and that is death.A little amnesia is really nothing.

She immediately looked dignified, staring at the three-inch long silver needle, and remained silent.

The young master was terrified, Dongfang Xiu stood at the door holding him, and said gently: "Don't worry, we'll wait for you to recover your memory."

The words have come to this point, the young master is no longer afraid when he hugs Dongfang Xiu.

She let out a long breath and smiled.

Restoring memory is not an easy task.

Even though Xie Liancheng's medical skills were superb and had already reached perfection, it's a pity that since he really gave her the needles, he hasn't been able to do so smoothly.

After performing the acupuncture for half a month, her head became more and more painful every time, and finally she was so painful that she couldn't get out of bed.

The little prince hugged her tightly, and wept timidly: "Mother, don't restore your memory, I'm afraid you'll forget your baby, and I'm afraid you won't wake up again..."

This is not the little boy's only worry.

Dongfang Xiu also had the same idea.

But Qiqi is very firm, as long as Xie Liancheng doesn't give up, she won't give up.

With such gradual treatment, it has arrived in March of Yangchun.

Yamashita's subordinates couldn't wait and came to report the news.

It is said that the emperor of North Vietnam came to visit in person, hoping to see him.

She and Yun Huaiqing also met once, and Dang even invited someone to come up the mountain.

People who become emperors seem to be the same as before.

If there is a real difference, it is probably that he has become more stable.

The already rigid face became even more rigid.

Makes it even more intriguing to talk about.

Qiqi is fine, I said a few words to him, but nothing serious.

He was not annoyed, so he just stayed there.

It seems that she is also waiting for her to recover her memory.

However, Xie Liancheng said that the last hurdle to restore memory is retreat.

Retreat for seven or seven days for 49 days.

She complied.

For 49 days, the boy took care of everything, and Xie Liancheng only gave her needles every night to remove the congestion.

Before the 49th day, she suddenly had an unbearable headache and passed out.

When I woke up again, my memory didn't seem to recover much.

But when she looked at her face in the mirror again, she suddenly said, "I don't look like this."

She obviously didn't recover much memory, but she could clearly know that this gentle and charming face was not her.

The little boy looked at her nervously, she frowned and said seriously: "Bing'er, mother is really not like this."

The little boy was startled, and quickly threw himself into her arms, raising his head: "Mother, are you the beauty in that painting?"

She didn't understand, but just hugged her son tightly.

If the memory is not restored, in Xie Liancheng's words, he still needs to continue to retreat.

The boy is still looking after her, and she still needs to be isolated from the outside world.

Dongfang Xiu hugged the young master all day long, wandering around the beautiful scenery of Huishan, strolling in the courtyard, completely forgetting about her amnesia.

Yun Huaiqing is different, she must practice both civil and military skills every day, and she refuses to leave one school behind.Even with news from the North Vietnamese country, they went down the mountain every day to get it.

Don't delay business at all.

With such a comparison, it seems that someone who should really come is still stranded in Floating Fire City.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Qiqi looks at the distant sky and sea of ​​sand, and sees every detail of getting along with Emperor Tiancheng in her eyes.

He vaguely remembered that they had known each other a long time ago, much earlier than the one in the palace draft.

However, it is only vague.

She can't remember clearly.

After retreating for many days, the memory is like a blocked flood, it is difficult to break through the dam, and it cannot go deeper.

The treatment has hit a bottleneck.

Xie Liancheng wanted to persuade her to give up.

Regardless of the amnesia, he was sure that he would never make a mistake in treating her dizziness and pain in the head.

She just looked at him indifferently, and said word by word: "I don't want to ask you why you changed your face for me at the beginning. But now, I hope to go back to the way I was before, maybe this way I can remember Everything."

She thought she must be crazy.

But people who have never lost their memory will not understand her mood at the moment.

Every second of amnesia is a torment.

The lady who used to be the magistrate of Lizhou Prefecture didn't think so.

To this day, it's hard for her to let go.

The whole country and the whole world are within reach, but she doesn't know who she is or who the people around her are.

Everything in front of me is more and more like a dream that ends without a disease.

For the first time, Xie Liancheng raised his head and stared at her deeply, unable to see the flinch in her eyes.

She never flinched.

He nodded: "Okay." Putting down the silver needle in his hand, he hurried out.

Going far away, she could still hear his sighs.

"Back then, my son was really unnecessary..."

Before the memory is vaguely restored, change the appearance first, which is Qiqi's request.

Xie Liancheng complied.

Before doing so, he personally edited a letter and sent it to Xia Xi, which he did behind Qiqi's back.

She didn't know.

He is vigilant again, no matter what he looks like, no matter whether his memory is restored or not, after his appearance is restored, he cannot change it.

In other words, even if she doesn't recover all her memories, she still needs to live with her previous face.

It is very likely that she is even more unfamiliar with this original face.

At this point, everyone began to lose their composure.

Even the young master held his tender face and said seriously: "Mother, no matter what you become, Bing'er will always like you. However, if you really can't remember, it's better not to change your face. Actually , I see that your face is still very kind..."

That's not what the little guy said before.

At that time, he was still looking forward to her face.

Even Yun Huaiqing and Dongfang Xiu also responded.

North Vietnam is busy with government affairs, and courtiers have sent letters urging the emperor to return home.

Regarding Qiqi's change of face, Yun Huaiqing supported it.

He looked at Qiqi, and said with a serious look: "Qing Huai still likes to call you Qiniang, not Miss Jiang, and even less the Empress of the Great Xia Kingdom."

After finishing speaking, he left directly.

showed his attitude.

Dongfang Xiu was a little different from him.

Although he is young, he is a real first-class Marquis, with a detached status and a handsome appearance. He is really a rare good man.

However, regarding her changing face, he said very casually: "In the past, I always hoped to find you as soon as possible. It's a pity that I have traveled all over the mountains and mountains, and I have never found your trace. Now... what you look like is no longer important Yes. As long as you are Binger's mother, that's enough."

He is younger than her, about two or three years younger.

He has always behaved indifferently, expressing emotion and only calling out courtesy.I have never expressed such sincerity before.

Her face turned hot, she didn't want to say anything, and hurried away with Bing'er in her arms.

Everyone's opinions were difficult to adjust, and she herself fell into deep thought.

The boy persuaded her: "I really don't know what you are going to do. Now that you have a high status, you have a good husband and son who is one in a million, what else do you need?"

The girl disguised herself as a man and refused to be tired of her children's affair, so she probably couldn't understand her.

She shook her head and said, "You can't understand."

No normal person can understand it.

Can't understand an amnesiac, the pursuit of memory.

There is no past life, no future life, and no present life.

Such a person, living is a kind of pain.

After thinking like this for three days, she said to Xie Liancheng, "Changing my face for me."

Xie Liancheng's eyes flickered, and he took out a picture of a lady from an unknown secret room, and slowly unfolded it.

The drawings are a bit old, I don't know how long they have been painted.

Fine brushwork is excellent.

Her eyes flickered, looking at the person in the painting through the gray sand, she lost her mind for a moment.

Xie Liancheng said: "Feng Qiqi, this is you."

It was the first time I heard someone call her name.

She froze for a moment and raised her head.

Face-changing is at the end of spring.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be at this time, because the wound is prone to infection and other problems.

But the old man returning to the mountain is still very confident in his own medical skills, so he didn't delay the time.

Qiqi still lives in a separate pharmacy and cannot meet outsiders.

This time, even the young master was quarantined outside.

According to Xie Liancheng's meaning, what Qiqi needs to change is her original appearance, which is relatively easier.

Just highlight the original outline.

So, finally saw a glimmer of good signs.

The face-changing operation was agreed to be performed for two days and nights, and Tongzi and Xie Liancheng would complete it together.

After the face change, gauze was worn for at least half a month, and it took at least three months to fully recover.

She has no objection to that.

Everyone guarded the pharmacy anxiously, for fear that Xie Liancheng would accidentally give up her life.

She fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I didn't know how many days had passed.

Her entire face was in unbearable pain, swollen like a pig's head.

She sat up and looked at the pharmacy through the gauze with difficulty. The boy was dozing off.

She hurriedly turned over and jumped off the bed, shaking the boy awake: "How is it, have you seen my face?"

The boy shook his head and smiled: "Just wait."

After waiting for half a month, the gauze could not be removed.

She stayed in the pharmacy with her big head on her head all day long, and when she looked in the mirror carefully, she could only see two black holes, which were eyes.

Two more months, and it's midsummer.

Emperor Tiancheng Xia Xi finally arrived at the mountain boundary.

He came on a dragon chariot.

He stopped and walked all the way, probably inspecting the people's conditions.

When he got to the foot of the mountain, he didn't need the boy to meet him in person, he brought his people up the mountain by himself.

As for the secret way to enter, only he can know.

In midsummer, the weather is hot, and it is cool to go back to the mountain.

Xia Xi stood outside the pharmacy, looking at the beautiful wife who was tied with gauze inside the door, frowning without saying a word.

His eyes, like a glacier that has not been unsealed for thousands of years, suddenly melted into a fiery flood.

(End of this chapter)