Chapter 88
◎Liu Qingqing gazed at the still-bright afternoon sun: "Today is the fifteenth, let's have mutton noodles."◎
Chapter 88
It's strange.
After losing some of her memories, Liu Qingqing was no longer afraid of Xie Lang.
When she was still unmarried, she didn't even dare to look directly at him.
Despite the suffocating, sticky gaze, she felt a quiet joy in her heart.
He found it strange, and she herself found it very strange too.
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw his handsome pupils seem to tremble, and then his eyelashes drooped slightly to cover them!
Liu Qingqing leaned forward with great interest, getting closer to him, refusing to let him hide.
How could the dignified Lord Xie possibly fight back against her now? He had no choice but to comply with her wishes and raise his eyes to see through her thoughts.
He felt sorry for her.
The tenderness in his eyes lingered around her, startling Liu Qingqing and gradually waking her from her dream.
Why do I feel so sorry for her?
Thinking this, she asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? Are you heartbroken for me?"
Her clear gaze was like the golden sunlight overhead, illuminating their worldly thoughts and leaving them nowhere to hide.
Yes, I feel sorry for you.
Xie Lang tentatively opened his arms, and sure enough, she glanced at him and then quietly slipped inside.
Why is she so obedient? It softens his heart and makes his eyes sting.
How could the princess bear to throw her, this soft and delicate girl, into the ravenous Liu family mansion?
He... too, how could he have been so out of his mind to think that recognizing the princess and having a noble mother would be a good thing for her?
He was so heartbroken for her that he didn't know what to do.
I'm afraid that telling her beforehand will hurt her feelings. Why bring it up again when she clearly doesn't remember it now?
He was also afraid that if she bumped into the princess, she would suddenly remember and be even more heartbroken.
It seems like nothing I do is right.
He was afraid that if he told her, she would resent him.
She was afraid that even if he didn't say anything, she would resent him later.
At this moment, she nestled softly in his arms, her wholehearted and unguarded dependence on him leaving him only able to close his eyes in embarrassment.
He cursed himself in his heart, how could he have dared to hurt her before?
How dare you hurt her feelings before?
Regret, sorrow, fear, and worry—a jumble of emotions welled up inside me, stuck in my throat.
He pulled her up closer, then lowered his head and buried his face in the warm crook of her neck.
Only at these moments, when she is alive and willing to be close to him, does he feel a sense of reality and soothe his restless soul.
Her neck was damp. Liu Qingqing raised her hand and held it in the air for a moment before putting it back down.
Xie Lang keenly sensed that his back stiffened.
The next moment, her hand rose again and landed on his back, and his tense body gradually relaxed.
She finally willingly slept in the bedroom with him, a room she had longed for but could never have before.
Xie Lang tightened his arms, holding her even closer, burying his face deeper. The strands of hair brushed against her delicate skin, tickling Liu Qingqing and making her chuckle softly. Hearing this, Xie Lang's heavy heart began to rise. Sensing her softened attitude, he did nothing else but hold her.
He quietly curved his lips into a smile, not daring to move or make a sound to break the tranquil and warm atmosphere.
The two of them snuggled together and fell asleep like rabbits and mice on the prairie.
When Liu Qingqing woke up the next day, she habitually reached for her side, only to find it empty.
Half-asleep, a sudden wave of panic washed over her, followed by a profound sense of loss. She quickly opened her eyes and turned her head to look to the side. There were still traces of Xie Lang sleeping there.
She clutched her rapidly beating heart, wondering why she felt this way.
That's really strange.
She kept thinking about this while she got up and washed, but couldn't figure it out. However, she vaguely realized something else—Xie Lang was hiding something from her.
This is so obvious.
There was a note on the table that he had written, saying that he had official business to attend to.
Liu Qingqing smiled, folded the note, and placed it back in the makeup box. As she closed the box, she paused slightly, her fingers curling slightly. Then she abruptly pulled the box open again; inside were simple, unremarkable pieces of jewelry.
She pressed her temples, tilted her head suspiciously, and let out a soft "Eh?"
I have a feeling that something important is hidden inside.
What is it?
It seemed to exist yet not exist, ethereal and boundless; she couldn't recall it.
After finishing her breakfast, she took another look at the small courtyard.
Having escaped from the mountains these past two days, I have no memory of what happened before, only feeling exhausted. I slept soundly until today, when I finally felt refreshed and had the energy to explore other things.
Xie Lang said this was the clinic she ran.
That's strange.
Judging from his tone and the reactions of others, they were already married. Why then did they travel all the way to Yingcheng to open this small clinic?
Judging from the appearance of the bedroom, she seemed to live here. Although there were Xie Lang's things in the room, something strange was about it.
But he left it there, without hiding it from her. It was a real contradiction.
Suddenly a figure flashed by.
It is Lin Mei, whom Xie Lang mentioned yesterday.
The clinic ahead seemed to be very busy. Liu Qingqing waited quietly. After noon, when she had some free time, she strolled over to the front. Doctor Zhang and his servant were treating the last few patients. Lin Mei was free for the time being, so she waved to Lin Mei.
Lin Mei's silent eyes lit up instantly, and she quickly walked towards her.
The two walked to a secluded spot, and Liu Qingqing subconsciously looked around, but then stopped, unsure of what she was looking at.
She shook her head and looked at Lin Mei. "I have some questions for you. Can you tell me everything?"
Lin Mei nodded hurriedly: "I will follow your orders, Miss."
The two whispered to each other under the tree. Liu Qingqing's brows furrowed, and the more she listened, the more her brows furrowed. Every now and then, her red lips parted slightly in surprise, and her eyes widened.
"It's just like a storybook."
Even though Lin Mei was afraid of upsetting Miss, she only said what she could say.
After listening, Liu Qingqing couldn't help but mutter to herself, never expecting that she had experienced so much.
In the shadows, the man's eyes were filled with unease, and his Adam's apple bobbed nervously.
He didn't know if this was the right thing to do or the wrong thing, or if he would regret it later.
But given her personality, she certainly wouldn't want to be kept in the dark.
He turned away quietly, leaving only a desolate silhouette.
Dr. Zhang was unaware that she had lost her memory; he simply assumed that the girl had suffered a great injustice and her personality had changed.
After finishing his consultation, he was about to wash his hands and have lunch when he saw the young lady finally appear. His expression brightened, and he quickly stepped forward to examine her complexion closely, stroking his goatee and nodding repeatedly.
"The young lady is recovering well."
Dr. Zhang was overjoyed, and his gaze towards the girl was full of affection.
This made Liu Qingqing feel somewhat embarrassed, which later turned into a bitter expression. It was as if no elder had ever looked at her like that before.
No.
It seems so.
Deep in her memory, there were also elders who treated her very well, even beyond the level of biological children.
Where did it come from?
Liu Qingqing thought hard, until her head started to ache.
"girl!"
"Miss!"
She snapped out of her daze and had to stop.
In the past two days, Doctor Zhang has learned about the relationship between Lord Xie and the young lady; they are husband and wife, not siblings.
Then I must have a proper talk with you about Lord Xie's matter.
After hesitating for a long time, Doctor Zhang called out to Liu Qingqing, "Miss, do you still remember the Gu worm I told you about last time?"
Doctor Zhang carefully observed Liu Qingqing's expression, but Liu Qingqing had already developed the ability to remain calm and composed with Xie Lang. Even though she had forgotten something at this moment, she had not forgotten this.
Doctor Zhang, oblivious to the absurdity, continued, "I checked the medical techniques left behind by my master's wife. The Gu worm is harmless to the mother Gu host, but it can cause damage to the other party."
Liu Qingqing didn't know what this meant, but she decided to try and get information out of them first, asking, "What harm could there be?"
Dr. Zhang leaned slightly closer and lowered his voice, "If too much toxin is absorbed, it can compress the veins and potentially affect the ability to conceive."
Liu Qingqing: "!"
Hidden in the dense canopy of the tree, Xie Liu, who could hear everything clearly, grinned.
After hesitating for a long time, he waited until the birds chirped twice before sending someone else, and then quietly went towards the adults.
In the dark prison.
Wei Mingzhao locked Fu Xiuzhu and Xiao Yingshi in the next room. Whenever he dragged them out for interrogation, the flowing blood would run through the ditch in front of their door.
Unlike ordinary dark prisons, Xie Lang ordered his men to fill them with torches. It was almost like daytime, and even Wei Mingzhao was parched after only a short while in. The light was so bright that even the hairs on the rats scurrying around in the corners could be clearly seen. They were already covered in wounds, and their eyes were hurting from the glare, so how could they sleep?
These past two days, Xiao Ying has been acting erratically. After being tortured, she would hide in a corner and mutter to herself, ignoring even Fu Xiuzhu's reprimands.
Fu Xiuzhu was also exhausted from Wei Mingzhao's torment. His chest was scraped raw, and after scraping, the best wound medicine was applied. After the blood and flesh stuck together, it was torn apart again.
The hand that Xie Lang had chopped off was still clattering around, but Wei Mingzhao pretended not to see it!
Fu Xiuzhu never expected that these two would dare to use such underhanded tactics, showing no regard for his status as the second son of the royal family, and tormenting him until he was barely alive.
After Liu Qingqing had slept soundly, Xie Lang went to the dungeon.
Fu Xiuzhu's cell was inside, while Xiao Ying's was on the outside.
"Where is the antidote?"
Xie Lang stood outside the prison cell, looking at Xiao Yingshi with the same disdain one might show to a rat in a sewer. This sight made Xiao Yingshi want to hide inside. These past two days, ever since Liu Qingqing fell off the city wall before her eyes, and Xie Lang followed closely behind, she felt as if she had entered hell.
The Imperial Guards are really ruthless, as if they have a personal grudge against her!
Xiao Ying twisted her head and refused to speak. After a moment of silence, her heart pounded and her scalp tingled.
Then she heard the person behind her say, "Are you still waiting for your sweetheart?"
The gentle tone of his voice was both sarcastic and ironic.
Xiao Ying suddenly turned around and met Xie Lang's deep gaze.
"Your lover's life is now in your hands."
After saying that, Xie Lang did not linger and went straight to the next room.
Fu Xiuzhu heard the sound.
The man who once presented himself as a dignified and gentle gentleman now had a ferocious expression on his face, and his eyes were filled with resentment.
He is the esteemed second son of the royal court!
However, Xie Lang broke his hand, and even if he managed to return, there was no possibility of him inheriting the mantle.
How much he hated Xie Lang!
He rushed forward to the fence, crashing into it in a disheveled state, desperately reaching out to grab Xie Lang. But Xie Lang simply flicked the hem of his robe, retreated less than half a step, and he could no longer touch him.
Xie Lang lightly lifted his eyelids to look at Fu Xiuzhu, scrutinizing his defeated opponent with great interest. But his light gaze was like a sharp knife, each glance seeming to slash through Fu Xiuzhu's flesh!
Fu Xiuzhu was terrified!
Xie Lang gently raised his hand, and a jailer opened the cell door. Xie Lang slowly took off the outer robe that Liu Qingqing had prepared for him and handed it to the jailer, saying, "Keep it safe and don't get it dirty."
After saying this, Xie Lang walked into the cell without saying a word, daring to lay a hand on Qingqing.
Fu Xiuzhu has a lot of nerve, he doesn't care who he is.
Next door, Xiao Ying was so frightened that she wished she could squeeze into the crack between the bricks in the corner of the wall.
The dark, filthy, and stuffy cell was filled with the pungent stench of blood and decay.
Xie Lang went out of the dark prison to get some fresh air. As soon as he stood under the corridor, he saw a figure suddenly appear and kneel on one knee in front of him.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Xie Liu.
Xie Lang's face darkened: "Didn't I order you to protect the lady? What are you doing here?"
Xie Liu's eyes darted around, and he took a step closer, whispering something to Xie Liu.
Xie Lang was suspicious, but his expression changed drastically after hearing this.
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Liu Qingqing rested her chin on her hand and stared at the motionless object for a long time.
Lin Mei sensed something was wrong and, after much hesitation, went over to ask, "Miss, what would you like to eat for dinner tonight?"
Since there was no longer any need to conceal her identity, Lin Mei refused to continue addressing the young lady as sisters.
Looking at the still-bright afternoon sun, Liu Qingqing said, "Today is the fifteenth, let's have mutton noodles."
Lin Mei was surprised, since arriving in Yingcheng, her young lady had never eaten mutton noodles again.
Besides, it's already summer, so eating hot noodles is quite hot.
Lin Mei had previously mentioned making mutton noodles for her, but the young lady said, "Mutton soup is too spicy, so I won't drink it anymore."
Lin Mei knew that the mutton noodles, a common dish at Jialan Garden, had stirred up her mistress's sorrow, so she hadn't mentioned it again. But today, her mistress actually brought up mutton noodles herself?!
Lin Mei was suspicious, but dared not ask. If the young lady wanted to tell her something, she would naturally do so.
Liu Qingqing noticed and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"
Lin Mei hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, but...
"Should we save a bowl for the adults?"
[Author's Note]
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When she looked up again and saw the face of that elegant and noble woman, she suddenly gripped Lin Mei's hand tightly.
In the blink of an eye, countless fragmented images flooded into my mind.
She remembered everything.
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