The confusion, anxiety and puzzlement of so many days seemed to be suddenly calmed down.

"Why do you remember me?" Yun Miao asked in confusion.

Mu Lansheng explained: "Unlike Qin Xuan and the others, I have some fragmented memories and have not completely forgotten them."

Yun Miao suddenly remembered that when he was still a child, Mu Lansheng relied on his willpower to recall some memories.

He said that it was a very important and happy memory.

She asked, and he only said the word "pavilion".

Yun Miao's face turned red instantly. Could it be that what he had been dreaming about these past two days was... Yun Miao felt like sitting on a pincushion when facing Mu Lansheng's gaze.

Mulansheng watched Yun Miao's expression change three times, and suddenly found it interesting: "It seems that Miao'er also knows which memories I have retained."

"How can there be someone with amnesia like you? If you want to forget, just forget everything. Even if you are poisoned by a poison, you can still rely on your own guessing. How do you make those people with insufficient brains feel?" Yun Miao cleverly changed the subject and ended his social death.

Qin Xuan just came back carrying an empty porcelain jar. He stared at Yun Miao intently, as if guarding against a thief. "I'll pour the poisonous blood into a corner. Any grass that got wet will instantly turn black and die. Are you sure you'll be alright?"

"Once poisonous blood leaves the human body, its toxicity can only last for a cup of tea," Yun Miao explained.

Qin Xuan was slightly relieved.

Mulansheng looked at the large amount of poisonous blood that was bleeding profusely from Changfang's wrist, and the second jar of poisonous blood was almost full.

A normal person would have died from such blood loss long ago, but the rectangular person on the bed had a redder color of blood, and looked no different from a normal sleeping person, with no sign of blood loss at all.

He couldn't help but wonder, "To treat blood poison, the only way is to drain all the poisonous blood? But what kind of antidote can instantly create so much new blood?"

It's really amazing.

The person who concocted this antidote is definitely not an ordinary person.

"I'm afraid even humans will have to go through the gates of hell." Qin Xuan felt that it was a question whether Changfang could wake up.

Yun Miao glared at him and said, "Change the pot."

Although Qin Xuan was reluctant, he still did it.

Mulansheng looked at him: "Wait outside, you don't need to come in again."

According to the quantity, about three basins can solve the problem.

Qin Xuan: "..." He left holding the poisonous blood with grievance.

Yun Miao also fed Chang Fang the third Blood-Growing Pill, and as expected, Chang Fang had slowly regained his willpower. Furthermore, some of the memories he had hidden away in a corner returned to his mind like a dream.

Chang Fang felt like he had a bizarre dream. The first half was filled with joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and happiness. But in the second half, he did many wrong things that he couldn't understand. He actually went to rescue the poisonous woman who hurt Sister Yun, and obeyed her orders, always treating Sister Yun as a bad person.

"Sister Yun, Changfang didn't mean it. Sister Yun, please don't hate Changfang..." On the bed, Changfang had a nightmare and kept repeating words of repentance in his mouth.

Yun Miao touched his forehead, the warmth was wonderful.

Could it be a side effect of the antidote?

Yun Miao was worried.

As the third blood fruit completely dissolved, the poisonous blood was also completely replaced.

Yun Miao was also exhausted. The converted spiritual energy had dried up and she needed a few days of rest to recover.

"Changfang, wake up!" After Yun Miao bandaged the wound on Changfang's wrist, she began to call him softly.

Soon, Chang Fang, who was in a nightmare, slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes and it took him a long time to react. When he saw Yun Miao, Chang Fang was still in disbelief, "Sister Yun!"

Yun Miao breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that this blood exchange pill is really useful."

However, perhaps because the large amount of new blood needed to be absorbed into his body, Changfang's body temperature was very high. He felt a little weak, but his face was full of guilt. "Sister Yun, I'm sorry."

After Chang Fang recovered, he suddenly realized that all the memories in his dream within a dream were real.

I burst into tears immediately.

"Don't cry, don't cry. Sister Yun never blamed you. That's all in the past." Yun Miao asked patiently, "Is there anything else that makes you uncomfortable?"

Changfang shook his head, his eyes full of guilt.

Just these two days, he was still serving that vicious woman.

It's so hateful.

Mulansheng, who was standing next to him, watched this scene and wondered if he would have any regrets after he recovered his memory.

But Yun Miao was happy: "Great, it seems the antidote is successful."

However, three blood exchange pills were needed to save one person, and Yun Miao felt that the antidote could be upgraded. If a larger amount was used, perhaps one blood exchange pill would be enough.

While thinking this, Yun Miao didn't know that the man had already walked in front of her.

Mulansheng took out a towel from somewhere and bent down to wipe the sweat from Yun Miao's forehead.

"Thank you for your hard work." Mulansheng said.

Yun Miao came back to her senses and instantly met Mu Lansheng's inky eyes.

Changfang, who was lying on the bed, covered his eyes shyly, but couldn't help peeking through the cracks: "Could it be that the prince has also recovered his memory? That's great. The prince likes Sister Yun even more than Changfang does. Sister Yun now has someone to take care of her."

Yun Miao felt a fever rising, and immediately stood up. She grabbed the handkerchief from Mulansheng's hand and wiped it across her face. "Ahem, your prince hasn't recovered yet. Let me rest for three days, improve the antidote, and then give him a blood transfusion."

"How about Miss Miao'er living in the palace during this period of time?" Mulansheng said sincerely.

Yun Miao refused: "No, I have my own place to live."

"Ahem, Sister Yun, but Chang Fang still feels a lot of discomfort." Chang Fang suddenly lay back on the bed with a weak look: "Sister Yun just said that this antidote needs to be improved. If we don't study it, will there be any sequelae for Chang Fang?"

"As a doctor, aren't you responsible for your patients?" Mulansheng laughed teasingly, like a fox.

Yun Miao could only compromise: "I can stay. But in this palace, no one has the right to restrain me."

"Okay." Mulansheng agreed.

Although Changfang has recovered his memory, he is still a little weak.

Yun Miao was afraid of accidents, so she lived next door to Chang Fang.

However, Mulansheng also wanted to know about Changfang's physical condition. Meimingqi said that it was also for the sake of his own health, so he arranged for Changfang to live in Fangcao Pavilion, which was closest to his bedroom.

"It's been so long, why hasn't the prince come to see me yet?" Yue Ge was lying on the bed in her courtyard, gritting her teeth.

The maids who were taking care of her were terrified by her current state, but they had no choice but to serve her: "The prince is very busy and has been staying in his study for the past few days. Perhaps... perhaps he will come over when he is done."