Chapter 85 Helping Him Treat

Zhan Beiheng didn't say anything, but took a piece of clothing and put it on. When he saw the woman's fair face was stained with blush, he was a little surprised, because he thought she would not blush.

When Nan Jiao felt the man approaching, she subconsciously took a step forward.

But before she could take a step, she was hugged into the man's arms.

Bang——

Water splashed everywhere, and they both got into the bathtub together.

When Nan Jiao reacted, she was already in the water, and was pressed against the bath wall by the man, unable to move. Everywhere she looked was the man's hard and strong chest.

The muscles are neither too big nor too small, just the right size.

Sexy and sultry.

Nan Jiao swallowed her saliva and remained calm. She couldn't be seduced by a man.

"What are you doing?"

Zhan Beiheng approached her, staring at her with his dark pupils. The woman's face was as red as if she had applied heavy rouge, and her eyes seemed to be filled with the beauty of spring water.

Her lips are bright red, like ripe fruits, inviting people to pick them.

He really couldn't imagine that she was the same person as the decisive and murderous leader of Shura Sect.

But all signs indicate that she is indeed her.

"I thought you wouldn't be shy." Zhan Beiheng let her go and sat down beside him.

"I'm a woman." Nan Jiao reminded him. Moreover, it was the first time for her to see a man's body so clearly. How could she remain calm?

Zhan Beiheng turned sideways and looked at her, "You don't remember anything about what happened before you returned to the capital?"

Nan Jiao looked at him and said, "Of course, if I remembered, I would never marry you."

How did he and the original owner have that night five years ago?

Zhan Beiheng: “…”

"You have no recollection of that night five years ago?" Nan Jiao asked. Such a big thing happened, how could he forget it completely?

Unless someone deliberately makes him forget.

"No, it's as if someone has erased that memory from my mind." Zhan Beiheng's angular face was dark and cold, and his eyes were sharp.

Otherwise he would have had no idea about it.

Nan Jiao's mouth twitched slightly. He was quite smart. She couldn't help but imagine, was it the original heroine who did it?

She didn't want Zhan Beiheng to think about their night together.

She used acupuncture to make him lose his memory of that night.

When you think about it this way, it seems possible!

"So do you think the woman that night was Luo Jinshuang?" Nan Jiao asked with a smile. As smart as he was, he definitely knew what she was talking about.

"Do you mean that Luo Jinshuang is lying?" A sharp chill suddenly burst out from Zhan Beiheng's eyes.

"If it was her that night, why would she let you lose your memory and forget her? Now she is refusing to leave the palace, which means she is not the woman that night."

"She raised Yoyo."

"Is there a possibility that she stole someone else's child?" Nan Jiao kindly reminded him.

Zhan Beiheng: “…”

Nan Jiao glanced at him and said, "I'm reminding you kindly because I'm afraid you've been deceived."

Zhan Beiheng approached her suddenly, his warm breath spraying on her cheeks, "Are you so worried about me?"

Nan Jiao stretched out her hand to push him and said unhappily, "I am heartbroken. If Luo Jinshuang wasn't his mother but a bad person, how pitiful he would be."

Zhan Beiheng: “…”

Nan Jiao looked thoughtful, her brows furrowed, her heart full of doubts.

If this was the child that Luo Jinshuang stole, then she should know the original owner, right? But the last time they were in Qianji Pavilion, although she stared at her, she didn't seem to recognize her.

Moreover, does she know that Yoyo’s father is Zhan Beiheng, or does she not know?

"Do you want me to treat you and see if I can make you remember what happened that night?" Nan Jiao looked at him with sparkling eyes. She didn't mind him remembering it.

That way he would know the two children were his.

Although that night five years ago, the two of them may have been unhappy.

Zhan Beiheng was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Okay."

He really wanted to know what happened that night five years ago.

After seeing that he agreed, Nan Jiao took his hand and felt his pulse. There seemed to be nothing wrong with his body. The original owner must have used a silver needle to activate the acupuncture points on his head.

That's why his memory of that night was blocked.

I didn’t expect the original owner’s medical skills were quite impressive!

But it was too easy for her to unblock the acupuncture points.

After the two of them took a shower, they stayed directly in the main courtyard. Nan Jiao brought her silver needle bag with her. She asked Zhan Beiheng to sit on the bed and massaged several of his acupuncture points with her hands.

Then he pierced his temples with two silver needles.

Next are Shenting, Fengchi, and Baihui.

A total of five silver needles were used.

Zhan Beiheng frowned, his expression slightly painful, but he pursed his thin lips and did not make a single groan. The pain in his head became more and more obvious.

Nan Jiao stared at the man's handsome face, which was full of forbearance and tension, and couldn't help but sigh. His face was really top-notch, three-dimensional and deep, and his handsomeness was impeccable.

No wonder so many noble ladies in the capital are eyeing him.

Suddenly, Zhan Beiheng reached out and grabbed her, pinching her with unusual force, causing her some pain.

Nan Jiao put her hand on the back of his hand and soothed him, "It will be fine soon. You are the war god of Northern Qin. You can overcome it. It won't hurt soon."

Zhan Beiheng's head shook slightly, and some blurry images kept appearing in his mind, as if the dusty memories were coming back.

After about a cup of tea.

Nan Jiao removed all the silver needles on Zhan Beiheng's head, then helped him lie down. The man still didn't wake up, and she didn't wake him up.

Hesitated for a moment.

She crawled into the bed and lay down.

If anything happened to him in the middle of the night, at least she was by his side.

…

The next day.

Nan Jiao slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw that there was no one beside her, she frowned. What was wrong with this man? Why did he leave her alone in bed when he woke up?

She quickly sat up and went to Zhan Beiheng's closet.

There were not only men's clothes in there, but also her clothes, which were put in there by the nanny before her wedding.

Nan Jiao changed her clothes and went out quickly.

"Princess, you're awake." Ruyi immediately went to greet her after seeing her come out.

"Why are you here?" Nan Jiao asked.

"It was the prince who asked me to wait for you here." Ruyi said with a smile. It seemed that their relationship was getting better and better. The prince even brought the princess to the main courtyard to rest.

"Where are the others?" Nan Jiao frowned. Did he remember that night or not?

Ruyi quickly said, "The prince took the young master and Miss Baoer to the palace, saying that the emperor missed them and sent them there to play for a while."

Nan Jiao's heart skipped a beat.

Did he remember what happened that night?

Knowing that the woman that night was her, and guessing that the two children were theirs?

Otherwise he would not have sent the children to the palace so early in the morning.

What does he want to do?

Nan Jiao immediately went back to Yuqing Courtyard to wash up, and then hurried into the palace to find the retired emperor.

…

Deokshou Palace.

"Why did you suddenly send the child here?" The retired emperor smiled meaningfully, and it was so early in the morning. Could it be that the two of them had a quarrel?

"Don't you miss them?" Zhan Beiheng raised his eyebrows.

The emperor looked at Yoyo in the garden and said, "Of course I miss my great-grandson."

Zhan Beiheng looked at Baoer who was picking flowers. His eyes gradually softened and his heart felt a little hot. He was glad that he did not drive her out of the palace.

Otherwise the little girl would definitely not forgive him.