Chapter 24: Recovering his memory, his past is a mess

Prince's Mansion, darkroom.

"Doctor, what's wrong with him?"

In front of a small couch, an old doctor with a gray beard pinched the young man's pulse, felt for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid it's a drug conflict that has caused poisoning, causing a fever. If the fever doesn't subside within two hours, I'm afraid his life will be in danger."

The old doctor was Duan Song's man and was completely trustworthy. He diagnosed that Ji Xun had taken two different medicines before and after, which had merged with the hidden poison on the sword wound.

Hearing this, Duan Song frowned and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Ji Xun is now quite favored in the Princess's Mansion. Yun Xi would certainly ask the best physician in the palace to treat him, but he was poisoned due to the conflicting properties of the medicines, which shows that someone had been secretly planning this.

Even the Imperial Hospital has that person's pawns, and he really thinks that Wei is in his pocket.

"Go check for me, my prince, and find out who from the Imperial Hospital has been to the Princess's residence recently. I want to ask them to treat my father's leg."

In fact, Prince Yan had been paralyzed for many years, and his wife was crazy all day long. Duan Song was the only healthy person in the entire Prince Yan's Mansion.

Once the message is sent out, the other party will definitely know his intention. If the other party escapes in advance, he can be directly locked down, saving a lot of investigation.

"yes."

After giving instructions to his subordinates, Duan Song frowned and looked at Ji Xun lying on the bed. He had his eyes closed, and although he was suffering from the erosion of the poison, he still only frowned slightly.

Duan Song tightened his fists hidden under his sleeves, took a deep breath, and said, "Is there any way to cure the prince? If the Great Jin is restored in the future, there will definitely be a generous reward."

"I have devoted my entire life to the Ji clan, and I will certainly go through fire and water. However, this poison is too strong, and it will corrode the mind. I can only do my best to save it. Whether it can survive depends on the luck of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Even so, you can only try.

Duan Song closed his eyes, waved his hand and let him do it, muttering: "My Great Jin Kingdom is unlucky. I only hope that the spirit of the late emperor in heaven will help His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to safely overcome the calamity..."

At this moment, Ji Xun, who was in a coma, was also not feeling well. He felt an unbearable heat all over his body, as if he was being roasted on charcoal, burning from the inside out. The severe pain in his head made him curl his fingers and grab the quilt, his thin knuckles stretched white.

Many chaotic scenes flashed before his eyes: his childhood strolls in the palace with his father, the emperor, and the empress; his secret plots against his brothers and sisters; his being pushed into the lotus pond by the imperial concubine and left to languish in the cold... and the day when the fire spread.

Wailing and wailing resounded throughout Shangjing. The former prosperity was burned down, and the ground was littered with charred bones and broken corpses, and all lives were in ruins.

The Liang army's iron hooves stepped through the city gate, and the general surrendered without a fight, allowing thousands of elite soldiers to break into the city and burn, kill and loot.

Two years ago, his cold and ruthless family was slaughtered, and he was the only one who survived.

He finally escaped from the cage of intrigue, but he couldn't say he was very happy. Walking among the corpses, he was left with only sadness.

Although his family was not well off, the people of Shangjing lost their homes, the State of Jin was destroyed, and countless people of Jin became slaves and refugees, and were trampled upon by others.

He was seventeen years old that year and had never left the palace. He never expected to face the real world in this way.

It wasn't as rosy as the sages' books described. Most of the time, nations didn't talk about benevolence and righteousness; fighting, bloodshed, and plunder were the norm. Just as they were negotiating peace with the Jin Dynasty, they instigated the rebellion of the two city commanders and marched straight for the capital.

"Prince Ji's body has not been found. We must dig three feet underground to find it!"

When he woke up, he had been sent to the border of Jin State by the palace guards, but he had lost his memory and could not remember anything.

Having lived like a fool on the border for half a year, he experienced all the sufferings of the world. Even though he had a lot of abilities, he still lived like an ant after losing his power and money.

"Your Highness, please save us, we don't want to die!"

"The Great Jin is going to perish, it's going to perish!"

"Go hide in the dark room. No matter what happens, don't come out."

It was as if he was back to the day when he first ascended the throne of the crown prince, wearing gorgeous clothes and a golden crown, standing on a platform with thousands of steps. Behind him, a pair of ghostly bloody hands were pulling at his clothes, trying to drag him into the abyss.

My heart is broken, I hate, hate, hate.

This is how it felt that day, watching my father, the emperor, and my mother being poisoned to death and their bodies being humiliated, and my country being destroyed and my family ruined.

He has no home anymore.

"Why do you live on?" The ghostly figures of his brothers circled around him. "Just because you're the crown prince, you don't have to die with us for your country?"

"Ji Xun, come down and accompany us."

His throat felt like it was on fire, but he couldn't utter a word, and his chest felt stuffy and anxious.

He knew they were dead and he knew he shouldn't listen to their nonsense, but he just couldn't wake up.

"Ji Xun, Ji Xun... come down and accompany us..."

"Ji Xun?"

Amidst the chaos, a soft and pleasant girl's voice suddenly rang in his mind, briefly bringing him clarity.

"Follow me from now on, I won't treat you unfairly."

"You're not my dog. From now on, you're my person."

"So you can laugh too. Can you smile for me again?"

Hearing the familiar girl's voice in his nightmare, he almost subconsciously obeyed her orders and tried to move the corners of his lips and smile at her.

His fingertips suddenly twitched, a sign of waking up.

"Your Highness, wake up."

The old doctor couldn't help but look happy when he saw Ji Xun sweating profusely but showing signs of recovery.

Duan Song, who was standing next to him, immediately stood up. What came into his sight was Ji Xun's pale face. His joy suddenly stopped and he fell silent: "..."

What's this weird expression?

I have to admit that Duan Song was frightened for a moment and thought he was possessed by evil spirits. Why did he have such a cold and smiling expression?

He just leaned over to check on Ji Xun's condition, but unexpectedly the other party suddenly broke free from the nightmare and their eyes met.

At this moment, Ji Xun pursed his lips, trying hard to suppress the urge to vomit, and said hoarsely: "Why is it you?"

Duan Song: "It's me, are you disappointed?"

"A little bit." Ji Xun turned his eyes away and looked around, only to find that he was in Prince Yan's Mansion.

Duan Song: "...I don't know who came to Prince Yan's mansion in the middle of the night sick. What happened? Did Roujia think you were in the way and troublesome and kicked you out?"

Ji Xun didn't say anything, staring at him with his dark eyes. His quiet black pupils now had a sharp brilliance that was not there before. He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "Get out. Let me calm down for a while."

Hearing this familiar tone of command, Duan Song was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed with great surprise and astonishment: "Axun, you..."

"Did you also call me 'Axun'?" Ji Xun half-closed his eyes, a hint of harshness and coldness in them. "Don't forget your identity."

Duan Song: "..."

Haha, what a stinky man. He forgot his previous feelings as soon as his memory recovered. It was a pity that he went to so much trouble to bring that silly "Ji Xun" to Chang'an.

"Now that you've recovered your memory, our plan can..."

"Get out first." Ji Xun was too lazy to say it for the third time. He closed his eyes and leaned back on the pillow.

Duan Song was speechless again, then quickly rolled out with the others.

The surroundings finally became quiet, the headache gradually subsided, and Ji Xun's slightly frowned brows slowly relaxed.

Thanks to the poison, he became seriously ill again and recovered all his memories.

Although that memory was extremely painful, it also restored him to his former self. However, along with it, there was also the memory of the Princess's Mansion...

Ji Xun opened his eyes, his pupils flashed slightly, and his gaze fell on himself. He still had the double phoenix jade pendant hanging on his belt, which was given to him by Yun Xi on his birthday.

In fact, this originally belonged to the State of Jin, but it went around in circles and ended up in his hands.

Such a precious gift, just because he, who had lost his memory, took a fancy to it at first sight, Yun Xi gave it to him directly. There was no doubt that she had been good to him these days.

Certain scenes flashed through his mind intermittently, all of which were when he and Yun Xi were together. Unconsciously, he could already recall them subconsciously.

"You can come in now."

After tidying up her clothes, Ji Xun sat on the edge of the couch with her legs crossed, her posture lazy yet dignified.

At just one glance, Duan Song knew that he would have to serve his master from now on. He was so sad that he had no tears. He had originally thought of taking advantage of his master's amnesia to try to please him, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by Princess Roujia. Now he had to face Ji Xun's ugly face.

"How long have I been here?" Ji Xun asked straight to the point.

"It's almost two hours, and it's already dawn outside." Duan Song said.

Ji Xun thought for a moment and nodded: "Well...what do you want to say? Tell me in a quarter of an hour."

"A quarter of an hour? What are you in such a hurry to do?" Duan Song asked in confusion.

"Go back to the princess's mansion." Ji Xun looked at him as if he was a fool, his tone cold.

Duan Song: "You've recovered your memory, why are you still going back to the Princess's Mansion? Why not just stay at Prince Yan's Mansion from now on?"

“…”

Ji Xun fell silent, and couldn't help but recall what happened under the mulberry tree in the Imperial Academy that day.

Today is not the 15th or 16th. If Yun Xi doesn't go back within two hours, she will cry.

He did not answer Duan Song, but waited quietly for him to start talking about business. Duan Song suddenly felt helpless and could only sit down and start talking.

…

Princess Roujia's Mansion.

When Yun Xi woke up, it was already dawn. She washed up and went to find Ji Xun, wanting to return the hairband to him, but she didn't see him in the east wing.

The servants in the palace didn't know when he left, they only said that they hadn't seen him since they woke up in the morning.

Thinking of the previous assassin incident, Yun Xi couldn't help but feel a little worried.

That silly dog, could he have gotten into trouble again and secretly run off to solve it himself?

She became more and more worried and didn't even have time to eat breakfast. She changed her clothes and prepared to go out to look for him. Unexpectedly, when she passed by the north wing, she was stopped by a familiar person.

"Where are you going so early, Your Highness? The Imperial Academy isn't open yet."

Zhou Changsheng was standing under a crabapple tree not far away, dressed in green, looking quite elegant and gentlemanly. He raised his eyes and looked at Yun Xi.

Yun Xi stopped and twitched the corner of her mouth: "..."

I forgot for a moment that he was still living in the mansion.

"Yesterday, when I arrived at the Princess's residence, I didn't see Her Highness. I assumed she was busy, so I didn't bother her any further." Zhou Changsheng's tone was gentle, yet contained a hint of imperativeness. "However, as your teacher, I have a responsibility to discipline the Princess on Your Majesty's behalf. It's breakfast time now. If the Princess doesn't want to eat, she should come with me to the study to study."

Yun Xi walked away: "...I'm busy."

"This is what Your Majesty requested." Zhou Changsheng stood in front of her, staring down at her. "It's not just about reviewing, but also about what happened in the Gan Palace that day. I also want to have a good talk with Your Majesty."

Yun Xi's pupils shrank as she smelled a hint of ominous breath: "..."

Bringing up old things.

She wanted to call the Jinyiwei, but Zhou Changsheng spoke first, "This is just a routine matter. The Jinyiwei in Your Highness's residence have no right to interfere."

Seeing Yun Xi hesitate to move, Zhou Changsheng grabbed her wrist. Yun Xi struggled: "Zhou Jijiu, you are so bold, you dare to touch me."

"When Your Highness attacked me that day, did you ever imagine that this day would come?"

Zhou Changsheng's face finally turned cold, and he stared at her deeply. The strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, as if he wanted to drag her away.

The chief academic officer of the Imperial Academy was spanked on the buttocks with a ruler by a student. This was such a great humiliation that no man could endure it.

He must teach this little girl a lesson.

"Let me go!"

In desperation, Yun Xi wanted to use the same trick again and raised her foot to kick. The next moment, a stone flew out of nowhere and hit Zhou Changsheng's wrist accurately.

There was a pain in the wrist bone as it broke, and the stone shattered into two pieces, which showed how deep his internal strength was.

A cold and deep voice came from the other side of the wall:

"I told you to let go, can't you hear me?"