Chapter 182 Crazy

Prince Yu Liu was a little surprised to see Princess Ling Que wake up so quickly: "Sister, you're awake."

"Hmm." Princess Lingque moved her lips.

"How do you feel?"

"It's okay, my head hurts a bit."

"You have a head injury. It will heal after some rest—" Prince Yu Liu paused and stared at Princess Ling Que suspiciously. "Sister, have you… remembered something?"

"Remember what?"

Prince Yu Liu pointed at her head and said, "You lost your memory after being hit on the head by a rock. Do you remember who I am now?"

Princess Lingque looked at Prince Yuliu with her beautiful eyes, suddenly smiled, and said slowly: "I haven't forgotten."

"You haven't forgotten?" Prince Yu Liu frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Sister, you haven't lost your memory?"

Princess Lingque nodded.

Prince Yu Liu's thoughts were a little confused: "Then why did you just say you didn't remember anything?"

Princess Lingque raised her eyebrows, a sneer curling up at the corner of her lips. "I can't have been hit in vain. Brother Wang, tell me, who's request is easier to satisfy: me who can recover in two weeks or me who was injured and lost my memory?"

Prince Yu Liu's eyes lit up, and he patted Princess Ling Que's arm: "Sister, you are so smart."

Fortunately, this girl came to Da Zhou. If she were in Yu Liu, she would not be underestimated.

"Did you start pretending to be unconscious after you woke up for the first time?" Prince Yu Liu thought of Princess Ling Que's brief lucidity.

"The first time I woke up?" Princess Lingque thought for a moment before she had a vague recollection. "That time I woke up, I could barely see the people around me, but my head was fuzzy and I quickly lost consciousness. By the way, Brother Wang, what was your reaction after the accident?"

"The Emperor and the Empress Dowager of the Great Zhou both sent gifts, and a concubine in charge of the harem also came to visit. The others were either nervous or curious, but that didn't matter." Prince Yu Liu recounted the reactions of all parties one by one.

"Where's Princess Yi'an?"

"She looks a little scared. After all, she's in charge of the banquet. Why is the princess paying so much attention to her?"

Princess Lingque smiled and said, "Didn't my brother say that she was in charge of this flower viewing banquet? She has always been my companion. Speaking of which, my injury was caused by Princess Yi'an."

"How do you say that?"

"She called me over. Now that I think about it, she wanted to stop me from finding out about a little girl's background." Princess Lingque recounted the incident. "That little girl called Princess Yi'an sister. My brother, quietly send someone to find out her identity. There must be something fishy going on."

Prince Yu Liu agreed immediately and found out the information without much effort.

"You would never guess, my dear sister, that Princess Yi'an is not the biological daughter of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Not a biological child?" Princess Lingque became interested. "Brother, tell me the details."

Prince Yu Liu explained the information he had gathered: "Princess Yi'an was originally the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Weiwu's mansion, named Kou Jiao. The little girl your sister mentioned was her full sister, Kou Wan. When Princess Yi'an was still young, she was taken into the palace by the Empress Dowager of Great Zhou to be raised. The Emperor of Great Zhou, out of filial piety to his mother, bestowed upon her the title of Princess."

Princess Lingque chuckled: "Isn't this almost the same as raising a kitten or puppy?"

No wonder Princess Yi'an was afraid that she would know about her relationship with that little girl. She was feeling guilty.

Prince Yu Liu shook his head. "That's not true. I heard that the Queen Mother of Great Zhou really likes Princess Yi'an. The Marquis of Weiwu is the Queen Mother's family, and Princess Yi'an is her great-niece. As for the Emperor of Great Zhou, he will also love the Queen Mother for her sake."

"Is that so?" Princess Lingque fiddled with her beautifully trimmed nails.

After two days of rest, her headache was no longer as severe, giving her the energy to think more.

"It should be correct. The Emperor of Great Zhou is very filial to the Queen Mother. Even Princess Yi'an's marriage was decided by the Queen Mother's words."

Princess Lingque raised her eyelids, and her eyes rippled: "Who is the prince consort?"

"It's Yang Zhe, last year's top scholar. Although he comes from a humble background, he possesses exceptional talent and exceptional looks. I've heard he's highly regarded by important officials and has a promising future."

"Did Yang Zhe go to the banquet that day?"

"He did. He also went there when the princess was injured. I watched from a distance. Princess Yi'an and he had a pretty good relationship."

"Hehe." Princess Lingque smiled.

If her opposition to Princess Yi'an was just due to different positions at the beginning, now her feelings towards Princess Yi'an are mixed with more personal emotions. She hates that she has brought her unnecessary disaster, and despises a Westerner who puts on airs as the Princess of the Great Zhou in front of her.

"Princess, it's time to change the medicine." The maid came over and reminded respectfully.

Before they finished talking, Princess Lingque asked Prince Yuliu to wait in the outer room. Two maids, one helped her to remove the gauze, while the other brought ointment, gauze and other things.

With her long black hair hanging down, Princess Lingque smelled a strange odor, a mixture of sweat, oil, and blood.

I didn't care about it for the past two days, so naturally I didn't feel anything. Now the wound doesn't hurt much, but the strange smell from my hair is unbearable for Princess Lingque.

"Bring me a mirror."

The two maids looked at each other and did not move.

Princess Lingque always kept her word in front of her maids, and her face immediately darkened: "Didn't you hear?"

A maid summoned up the courage to advise, "Princess, let's wait until you're fully recovered."

"I asked you to bring the mirror, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Princess Lingque became angry.

She can't touch water or wash her hair now, but at least she can take a look at the extent of the injury.

The maid didn't dare to say anything more and silently brought the mirror.

The precious glass mirror reflected every detail of the person. Princess Lingque took a look and let out a scream.

Prince Yu Liu, who was waiting outside, rushed in and asked, "What's wrong?"

Princess Yu Liu was in a panic. She grabbed an object and threw it over: "Get out!"

Prince Yu Liu turned around and walked out. Hearing the sound of something falling to the ground behind him, his face looked a little strange.

Although it was just a quick glance, he still saw that there was a bald spot on Wang Mei's head!

Bald!

In the inner room, Princess Lingque was almost emotionally broken: "Where's my hair? Where's my hair?"

"Princess, please calm down. It will hurt if you pull on the wound."

"I'm asking you, where is my hair?" Princess Lingque asked, pointing to the most conspicuous part of her head.

A maid replied tremblingly: "The imperial physician cut it off when he treated your wound."

Facing Princess Yu Liu's murderous gaze, the maid almost forgot how to say the word "cut".

After another round of commotion, the room returned to silence. Princess Lingque stared at the glass mirror, her face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

After an unknown amount of time, she called out coldly, "Brother Wang."

Prince Yu Liu, who was waiting outside, couldn't wait to go in.

He knew that no matter whether the relationship between the brother and sister was really close or not, he should not have a mentality of watching the fun in a foreign country, but he couldn't help it when facing the princess with a bald spot on her head.