What do you mean by "explain"?
Xie Jia now felt that their master's condition was not as simple as just amnesia.
But since His Highness the Crown Prince has said that His Majesty has amnesia, then let's just say he has amnesia.
However, the fact that the emperor has lost his memory cannot be known to too many people, since countless eyes are now watching the emperor, the crown princess, and the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
"My lord lost a game with His Highness the Crown Prince. I'm taking him to see the Dowager Empress and the Duke now," Xie Jia said expressionlessly.
Upon hearing this, Xie Bo and the maid named Awei had somewhat complicated expressions, especially Awei, whose expression towards Xie Chang'an was both awkward and subtly ambiguous to Xie Chang'an, but without a trace of doubt.
"Xie Jia, do you want to die?" Xie Chang'an asked angrily.
"My lord, I will take you to see the matriarch," Xie Jia said calmly.
Xie Chang'an stared at Xie Jia's retreating figure for a long while before following him.
After he has met with the ancestor, he will settle accounts with Xie Jia.
"I knew it! The Crown Princess was coming home alone today. Turns out she lost a game with His Highness the Crown Prince. No wonder she looked so unhappy. They have such a good relationship!" Even after walking a long way, Xie Chang'an could still hear the maid's exclamation.
Xie Chang'an gritted his teeth in hatred.
In the old lady's courtyard, the Duke of Zhenguo and his wife had also arrived; Xie Yi had gone to invite them in advance.
Xie Chang'an had never met his grandfather, but someone in the Xie family army had hidden a portrait of his grandfather. He had seen the portrait, and the old man in front of him looked at least eight-tenths like the person in the portrait.
As for his ancestors and grandmother, they looked exactly as he remembered them; time seemed to have left no trace on them.
Xie Chang'an pinched his arm hard; it hurt, it wasn't a dream.
He suppressed the urge to cry, bent his knees, and knelt upright on the ground, bowing three times and kowtowing nine times, saying, "This unfilial great-grandson and grandson pay respects to our ancestors, grandfather, and grandmother!"
The old lady and the Duke of Zhenguo exchanged a glance but said nothing.
They already knew from Xie Yi that Xie Chang'an had lost his memory. Judging from Xie Chang'an's current appearance, he clearly still remembered them, but Xie Chang'an's reaction to seeing them was very strange.
"Chang'an, why are you suddenly performing such a grand ceremony?" The Duchess, who knew nothing about it, helped Xie Chang'an up from the ground with a look of heartache.
"Grandmother, I've finally seen you again!" Xie Chang'an said, his eyes reddening as he helped the Duchess up.
"You silly child, didn't you just come back with the Crown Prince a couple of days ago?" the Duchess asked in confusion, puzzled as to why Xie Chang'an was so agitated.
It's Ye Jingchen again!
Xie Chang'an was initially very excited, but his grandmother's question dampened his enthusiasm.
Why is Ye Jingchen everywhere? It seems like his life is surrounded by Ye Jingchen.
"I had a dream last night that you were all gone, and I was all alone. I was heartbroken," Xie Chang'an said to the Duchess after a moment's hesitation.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a dream. Dreams and reality are opposites. Aren't we all fine now?" the Duchess quickly comforted her.
“Madam, since Chang’an was frightened by a nightmare, why don’t you tell the kitchen to cook a calming soup to help him calm his nerves?” the Duke of Zhenguo said to his wife.
"I'll cook it myself, Chang'an, you wait for your grandmother!" the Duchess said before hurriedly leaving.
“Your grandmother hasn’t been feeling well lately, and she’s having trouble sleeping at night. Don’t tell her about your situation, so as not to worry her,” the Duke of Zhenguo said to Xie Chang’an.
"Is Grandmother alright? Is Mr. Li at home now? What did he say?" Xie Chang'an asked hurriedly.
"As people get older, they inevitably suffer from illnesses. We all have to go through this day. But you, how much do you still remember?" the Duke of Zhenguo asked.
Xie Chang'an could only suppress his worries and said, "Grandfather, I don't think I have any memory loss. I clearly remember everything from childhood to adulthood. It's just that many things now are completely different from what I remember."
"Tell me, what's the difference?" the old lady asked.
"Reporting to our ancestors, there are too many differences. Whether it's Dayuan or you..." Xie Chang'an hesitated.
He didn't want to tell his ancestors and grandfather that Da Yuan had died, and that he had died at their hands.
He didn't want his ancestors and grandfather to know about the tragic end of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and the Xie family.
The old lady glanced at him and asked, "Do you remember when you were six years old, you had a serious illness?"
"Of course I remember!" Xie Chang'an said quickly.
All the male members of the Xie family died on the battlefield in the cold winter when he was six years old. His fate began to change from that year. How could he not remember what happened when he was six?
"When you were six years old, you fell seriously ill. When you woke up, you had memories of your past life. You were reborn and changed the fate of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and your own. Don't you remember any of this?" the old lady asked.
"What?"
Xie Chang'an wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. Otherwise, how could he have heard the word 'rebirth' from his ancestor?
Is rebirth what he meant?
"If you hadn't returned with memories of your past life, how could you have changed the fate of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion? How could we be alive now?" the old lady asked.
Although Xie Chang'an did not tell them the original fate of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, they could guess that the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion would not have a good ending just because Xie Chang'an never mentioned the past.
Xie Chang'an's observation of their reactions just now confirmed this.
"Ancestor, how is this possible?" Xie Chang'an asked incredulously.
This incident shocked him even more than waking up in Ye Jingchen's bed.
"The facts are clear: you have indeed lost your memory, the memories of your rebirth," the old lady said.
The old man's words were so certain, but Xie Chang'an found it hard to accept. The overwhelming amount of information made his head throb.
He tried to find something illogical to refute the claim, and he actually found one.
"Even if I've lost my memories after being reborn, how could I possibly marry a man? Especially the son of my enemy?"
"The son of my enemy?" The old lady repeated the last four words he said, her expression changing.
Xie Chang'an used these four words to describe His Highness the Crown Prince, which shows that he harbored resentment towards the Crown Prince.
"Xie Jia—" The old lady immediately called out the secret guards beside Xie Chang'an.
"Did Chang'an do anything to harm His Highness the Crown Prince after losing his memory?" she asked.
Xie Jia glanced at his master with some pity, then sold him off without hesitation.
Although he was his master's bodyguard, in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, the old lady had the final say.
"The master has grabbed His Highness the Crown Prince by the neck," Xie Jia said quickly.
"Is His Highness the Crown Prince alright?" the Dowager and the Duke of Zhenguo asked together.
"Your Highness was able to stop him in time, and he showed no signs of distress at the time, so he should be fine," Xie Jia said.
"You'd better pray that His Highness is alright, otherwise, you will be guilty of a thousand deaths!" The Duke of Zhenguo said to Xie Chang'an with a grim expression.
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