Chapter 369 Amnesia

A tall woman in red stood in the corner, her eyes met his, and she suddenly lowered her head.

It was the daughter of the general of the escort flag - Hu Yue.

Thinking of the words Hu Yue expressed to him before, Jiang Kangan hesitated for a moment.

While he was hesitating, Hu Yue walked towards him.

There was no trace of shame on her face, and she said generously: "It's been a long time since we last met. How is Mr. Jiang doing recently?" Jiang

Kang'an bowed to her: "Thank you for your concern. Everything is fine." Hu Yue nodded: "My father has been talking about you in the mansion, praising you for your profound and noble character, and I hope to invite you to the mansion to sit for a while." "Thank you for the invitation, General," Jiang Kang'an smiled: "Please tell the general, Miss Hu, that Kang'an will come to visit in person after this mission is over." Seeing that he agreed, Hu Yue nodded slightly. After the two exchanged a few more pleasantries, Hu Yue walked towards Jiang Zhiyu, while Jiang Kang'an and Jiang Wenjing left the courtyard. "Come to think of it, mother has been in the manor for so long, why hasn't she come back yet? The same goes for Sulan. She said she went to help mother, but there's no news since then...Brother?" Jiang Kang'an came back to his senses suddenly: "What's wrong?" "Are you okay? Why are you so absent-minded?" Jiang Wenjing teased him: "Are you thinking about Miss Hu?" "Don't talk nonsense. If it gets out, it will tarnish her reputation!" Jiang Kang'an's eyes were cold, and Jiang Wenjing raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, I won't say anything." "By the way, why haven't mother and Sulan come back and there's no news? Have the spies found anything unusual?" Jiang Wenjing asked worriedly. "There's nothing wrong on the farm. The spy reported last night that mother had overworked and had a high fever. Sulan has been taking care of her, but she may have forgotten because she was busy." "Mother has the medicine given by Zhiyu, and there is also a doctor on the farm. Now her fever has gone down, but she's still a little weak." Jiang Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Jiang Kangan's words. Although they didn't know what Xu Youran wanted to do, they were all happy for her because she had a goal now. "The doctor on the farm..." Jiang Kangan knew what he wanted to say, and said directly: "Don't worry about it." Although he didn't say the specific method, Jiang Wenjing stopped worrying when he heard the four words "don't worry about it. " "How is Ji Tong?" Jiang Kangan said in a cold voice. "He's awake, but... he seems to have lost his memory." Jiang Kang'an: "???" "Losing his memory?" Jiang Wenjing also found it unbelievable: "The doctor said that he hit the back of his head when he fell off the horse, and there is a bruise in his brain." "Have you gone to see him?" Jiang Wenjing shook his head: "He just woke up, I haven't had time to see him yet." "Then let's go and see him together." ... In a house outside the city, Ji Tong was lying on the bed because of his serious injuries, and several people were pressing him. Jiang Wenjing frowned: "What are you pressing him for?" "Reply General," the doctor panted: "You have to press him, he struggled hard, and the wound that was bandaged with great difficulty broke again as soon as he moved." Jiang Wenjing then noticed the blood-soaked brocade quilt under them. No one understands why a person who has been injured so badly can still struggle so hard. Just looking at the bulging veins on the back of his hand, you can tell how much strength he has used. It's as if he doesn't feel any pain. The doctor couldn't help but complain in his heart. Hearing the sound, Ji Tong turned his head impatiently, and then he struggled less, staring at Jiang Wenjing without blinking. The doctor was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Now he finally had one hand free to wipe it. He panted and said, "It seems he is somewhat familiar with the general." As if echoing the doctor's words, Ji Tong said the next second, "Who are you?" "Jiang Wenjing," Jiang Wenjing stepped forward, and the people who were pressing down on Ji Tong tentatively let go of their hands. Ji Tong did not struggle, but nodded thoughtfully. "You don't remember anything? Do you remember your name?" "I don't remember, but they call me Master Ji, and my last name is Ji?" Jiang Wenjing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Yes, your last name is Ji, and your name is Ji Gousheng." Ji Tong: "..." The others: "..." "Ji... Gousheng?" Ji Tong looked at him blankly: "Are you lying to me? This must be the name you chose." Jiang Wenjing stared at him with an inquiring look, and seeing the undisguised disgust in his eyes, he said slowly after a long while: "Unfortunately, it's not. Gousheng is indeed your name, but it's just a nickname." " Your family is at the junction of Tianqi and Mobei battlefields. As the saying goes, a bad name is easy to keep, so your parents gave you this name." These words were not made up by Jiang Wenjing. They were the original words that Ji Tong told him that year. The only difference is that when Ji Tong said it before, his eyes were full of warmth and happiness, but now, his eyes are full of disgust. Of course, it is not ruled out that the warmth and happiness in his eyes before were all pretended to confuse himself. Let himself feel sympathy for him. Just like his younger brother who never existed. Brother... Jiang Wenjing's eyes were dim. "Then what is my... full name?" Ji Tong paused for a moment before continuing. Obviously afraid that Jiang Wenjing would say something weird again. "Ji Tong." Ji Tong murmured a few words in a low voice, and there seemed to be a light in his eyes. Then, he continued to ask: "Then why am I here? How did I get the injuries on my body? What is the relationship between you and me?"

He raised his hand and scratched his hair, smiling in a somewhat naive way: "To be honest, when I saw you, I felt very familiar with you. We must have a close relationship."

Jiang Wenjing did not comment, but to be honest, it was the first time he saw Ji Tong smile like this, and it was a bit strange for a while.

"I am a general, you are my deputy, we are brothers who have been through life and death together on the battlefield."

This sentence should have been very touching, but Jiang Wenjing said it in a strange tone, which seemed a bit sarcastic.

Jiang Wenjing didn't care about the different expressions on everyone's faces, and said directly: "I came back to Shengjing to visit my relatives. You had nowhere to go, so you came back with me. By the way, I asked for clues about your long-missing brother."

"As for the injury, you were besieged by assassins when we were outing, fell off the horse, and were trampled several times by the frightened horse."

As he spoke, Ji Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes thoughtful: "...Brother? Did I find him?"

"Unfortunately, no," Jiang Wenjing said, and he first said "eh" in confusion.

"It's strange, when you were in the prime minister's mansion, you said several times that you wanted to find your brother, but when you were outside the city, you never mentioned it, and every time you just talked, you never took any action..."

Ji Tong's hand trembled imperceptibly.