Chapter 167 Tang Ning Faints
Qian Qiyue was really annoyed. She had kept those memories for many years and they accompanied her through the most difficult years. She once thought that Song Tangning just didn't remember her because it had been too long, or because she was different from when she was a child after her legs and feet healed, so she didn't recognize her.
But she didn't expect that she would actually forget everything in the past.
Qian Qiyue took out the items from the box one by one: "These are the letters you wrote to me back then. This is the bamboo dragonfly you folded for me. And this is the crab lantern we fought with the eldest son of the Qi family during the Lantern Festival that year. We finally managed to snatch it back. And this is the peace rope you made with your own hands. Xu Jing and I each have one..."
The small wooden table was piled with odds and ends, most of which had faded, but whether it was the simple bamboo dragonfly, the exquisite crab lantern, or even the crooked bracelet, they were all well preserved.
Song Tangning was initially confused, then shocked, and then saw the handwriting on the paper that looked like a child drawing a duck. She felt like she was looking at someone else's things.
She had no memory of any of this, and could not remember the past that Qian Qiyue had talked about. Even when she tried hard to think about it, there was still no trace of it.
Tang Ning hesitated a little: "Sister Yue, did you recognize the wrong person..."
"I'm not blind, and you haven't changed much since you were a kid. How could I possibly recognize the wrong person?"
Qian Qiyue was annoyed when she heard this. "Besides, you're Taifu Rong's only granddaughter. If it weren't for you, who would have dared to take me to climb Taifu's persimmon tree? Who would have dared to sneak into Taifu's study to add mice to his painting of the Spring Scenery? That winter, when we were roasting chestnuts in the kitchen and knocked over the stove, the sparks left a small scar on your forearm and my foot."
At that time, the two of them were crying their hearts out, and they were afraid that they would be scolded if Master Rong knew about it, so they secretly took a few pieces of silver and went to find a doctor under the protection of Xu Jing.
The person was found, but the doctor was probably a mediocre quack who only stopped the pain without causing bleeding. Both of them were left with a small scar.
As Qian Qiyue spoke, she lifted the hem of her skirt and took off her shoes and socks, revealing the scar on the back of her foot: "Look, I have it here!"
After she finished speaking, she grabbed Song Tangning's hand and pushed up her sleeve, pointing to the red spot on the outside of her elbow that looked like a birthmark and said, "You have one too. This can't be a coincidence, right?"
Song Tangning's eyes were still dazed as he looked at the fingertip-sized scar. He then turned his head and looked at Qian Qiyue's feet. His palm holding the letter paper tightened little by little.
She doesn’t remember…
She had no memory of what Qian Qiyue said.
She had no recollection of climbing trees, writing letters, or even her scars.
But she clearly remembered things from her childhood, and everything when her grandfather was alive. She even remembered how her mother coaxed her into calling her Xiao Haitang.
Auntie...
Song Tangning's eyes were confused for a moment, and she suddenly found that she seemed to have a hard time remembering what her mother looked like. She tried hard to recall her mother's face, and her brows furrowed little by little. Unconsciously, she subconsciously closed her mouth and nose and her breathing stagnated.
Her heart was beating violently, her face was flushed red, and her head suddenly ached violently. Suddenly, a sky full of blood-red surged outward, and a heart-wrenching cry of "Tang Ning" made her fall forward suddenly.
"Tang Ning..."
Qian Qiyue saw her fall down, and was so scared that she quickly pulled her back, but she saw that she had her eyes closed and her face was pale.
"Tang Ning!"
…
Xiao Yan was talking to Qian Baokun about the grain tax. After the Lu family was imprisoned, Cui Lin had already started to take action. With Feng Qiuli saying something from time to time, Cui Lin wished he could immediately nail the Lu family to the grain tax case.
Since Xiao Yan wanted to protect Qian Baokun, he naturally would not hide this matter from him. When Qian Baokun learned that there was an internal conflict among the noble families and that the Cui family might be able to help overthrow the Lu family, he felt a lot more relieved.
"You still have a solution. Cui Lin is a cunning old man. Although he is at odds with the Lu family, he has always been hiding behind the scenes and usually keeps a low profile."
"I've noticed something's wrong with the aristocratic family before, but I didn't expect the Cui family to have such intentions. If Cui Lin really takes the initiative, it will be easy for the Lu family, and Lu Chongyuan may not be able to escape."
Xiao Yan said, "I'm afraid Lu Chongyuan will see the situation is not good and sacrifice the rook to save the king."
Qian Baokun frowned: "Lu Zhao is his eldest son..."
"Lu Zhinian is also his legitimate grandson."
The Lu family is prosperous, with many direct and collateral branches. Lu Chongyuan has more than one son, Lu Zhao. If he can give up his grandson, he can naturally give up his eldest son as well.
Qian Baokun was momentarily frightened by Xiao Yan's words, but when he recalled that the aristocratic families acted coldly and always put profit first, he thought that if Lu Chongyuan wanted to protect himself and the entire Lu family, he might not necessarily cut off his own wrist to consider the overall situation.
If Lu Zhao really took all the blame, then Lu Chongyuan...
“Knock, knock, knock!”
There was a sudden knock on the study door, startling Qian Baokun, who was feeling somewhat worried. He turned around and cursed softly, asking someone to come in, saying, "Didn't I tell you guys that I have something to discuss with Governor Xiao, so please don't disturb me if you have nothing else to do?"
The person at the door whispered, "It was Madam who asked me to come here."
Qian Baokun's expression suddenly changed: "What's wrong, Madam?"
"It's not Madam, it's the Yiyang County Lady. Just now, the Yiyang County Lady fainted while talking to this girl. The girl was terrified. Madam has already sent for the palace doctor and asked this servant to come and inform her..."
Before the maid could say anything, Xiao Yan, who had been looking distracted just now, stood up and strode towards the man.
"Where are they?"
…
Song Tangning's sudden fainting scared Qian Qiyue, who was so panicked that she could only carry him to the couch.
After Mrs. Qian learned about it, she hurried over and saw Song Tangning lying there with a pale face and cold sweat. She was gritting her teeth and seemed to be mumbling in her sleep, and no matter how she called her, she couldn't wake up.
Madam Qian was also a little panicked, and she immediately sent someone to find the court doctor, and she didn't dare to hide the matter from Xiao Yan either.
"What's going on? How could someone be like this?" Mrs. Qian wiped the sweat off Song Tangning's face with a handkerchief. When she touched her cold cheek, she couldn't help but turn her head and ask.
Qian Qiyue was in a panic: "I don't know either. I was just telling her about my childhood and showing her some old things, and she suddenly fainted..."
"Nothing else?"
"No."
Seeing her helpless, Madam Qian shook her head and glanced at the mess on the floor. She had seen the nanmu box before. It was Qian Qiyue's most precious thing. Normally, no one else could touch it. So she believed Qian Qiyue's words and comforted her slowly, "Don't worry. I've already asked someone to invite Doctor He..."
The door curtain was suddenly lifted, and a figure strode in against the wind and rain outside.
Madam Qian was startled: "Master Xiao."
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