Su Xuening looked at Duanmu Junyu with surprise: "You want to hold a big celebration for Xiaobao's one-month birthday?"
Duanmu Junyu gave her a reproachful look: "Of course! Xiaobao is my first grandson, so his one-month celebration must be a grand affair!"
Duanmu Junyu spoke so matter-of-factly that Su Xuening was somewhat bewildered: "But haven't we not yet officially recognized our ancestors?"
Duanmu Junyu raised an eyebrow: "So, I plan to have you and Yun'an recognize your ancestors on the day of Xiaobao's full moon celebration. On that day, we'll also go to the ancestral hall of the Western Liang royal family to register you and Xiaobao in the family genealogy and have the Vermilion Bird mark stamped on yourselves."
Su Xuening and Su Yun'an exchanged a glance, neither of them objecting.
Since the decision has been made to acknowledge one's ancestors, the timing of the acknowledgment is naturally flexible.
Duanmu Junyu made faces at Xiaobao to tease him, which made Xiaobao stare at her with his big, dark eyes, not blinking once.
When Bai Shi and Pei Luo came in, they saw Duanmu Junyu playing with Xiao Bao.
Lady Bai couldn't help but tease, "Your Majesty looks so much like Ning'er, Xiao Bao might not be able to tell you apart from Ning'er, and might even mistake you for his mother."
Duanmu Junyu smiled and said, "Perhaps. It doesn't matter if you can't recognize them when you're little. You'll definitely be able to recognize them when you grow up."
As she spoke, Duanmu Junyu handed Xiaobao to Bai Shi: "Do you want to hold him?"
"Of course." Knowing that Pei Luo was about to give Duanmu Junyu acupuncture, Bai Shi naturally took Xiao Bao.
Bai comes to hold Xiaobao every day. Xiaobao recognizes Bai and doesn't cry or fuss when he's in her arms. He just stares at Bai with his big eyes.
Duanmu Junyu looked at Pei Luo and said, "Please, Physician Luo, perform acupuncture on me."
Pei Luo nodded and asked Duanmu Junyu to lie down.
Duanmu Junyu went to the outer room and lay on the small couch again.
Pei Luo brought over the medicine box and began to administer acupuncture to Duanmu Junyu.
Perhaps the blood clot in Duanmu Junyu's brain is gradually dissipating, because every time Pei Luo administers acupuncture, Duanmu Junyu's brain doesn't hurt as much as before.
"Dr. Luo, I've been having a lot of dreams lately, dreams about things from the past. Could this be related to the acupuncture I had today?" Now that the pain from the acupuncture has lessened considerably, Duanmu Junyu is feeling much better than before and can even chat with Pei Luo.
While administering acupuncture, Pei Luo replied to Duanmu Junyu, "It should be somewhat related. The blood clot that was pressing on your nerves in your brain is slowly dissipating, and the gravity on your brain nerves is decreasing. Once the blood clot in your brain is completely removed, you may be able to regain your memory."
Duanmu Junyu frowned: "I have been having dreams about things from the past lately, but they are not things I forgot due to amnesia, but only things that happened before I lost my memory. How can this be?"
Pei Luo raised an eyebrow: "Although the blood clot in your brain is slowly dissipating, it hasn't been completely removed yet, so it's unlikely that you'll fully recover your memories. However, as the blood clot dissipates, the memory that you've sealed away might also slowly unlock. Your dream should be the initial hurdle for unlocking your memories, regardless of whether you remember the dream or have forgotten it—that's the key."
As Pei Luo spoke, she thought of another idea: "In this way, during the day you can try to think about things before you lost your memory. By thinking about things during the day, you might dream about things after you lost your memory at night."
Pei Luo felt that her method might work for her.
He had been worried that even if the blood clot in her brain was completely removed, she might not regain her memories. But dream stimulation would be different; this method might actually work!
Duanmu Junyu understood his words and was somewhat looking forward to her next dream.
Perhaps as she dreams, she will dream about the things she has lost her memory of.
Because the pain from the acupuncture was reduced, Duanmu Junyu did not sleep after the treatment. As a result, she couldn't stay awake any longer and went to sleep after finishing half of a memorial that evening.
It's possible that she thought about a lot of things from the past during the day, which is why she started having dreams again as soon as she fell asleep.
In the dream, she and Su Renzhong were both in a disheveled state. They sat facing each other with a bonfire burning between them.
She didn't light the fire; Su Renzhong lit it when he saw the firewood.
Perhaps because it was at the bottom of the cliff, the wind was cool and the temperature was low, so lighting a fire was indeed more comfortable.
They had just fallen rapidly off the cliff, and just as they were about to hit the bottom, a tree on the cliff face cushioned their fall and prevented them from crashing into the cliff.
With a muffled "boom," she felt a ring of stars appear above her head. Just as she was feeling dizzy, Su Renzhong seized the opportunity to plunge his dagger into the rock wall, trying to cushion the fall. However, their descent was still very fast, and the two of them slid down the cliff for quite a while before finally controlling their speed.
When they fell to the bottom of the cliff, their armor was ruined, their daggers were broken, their faces were bruised, their hands were injured, and even their shoes were torn apart. In short, everything about them was ruined.
Although they were in a sorry state, at least they didn't die from the fall.
Su Renzhong threw some firewood into the fire and stared at her: "Why is the Empress of Western Liang personally leading the troops?"
She never expected Su Renzhong to speak to her, and she never expected that falling off a cliff would not only cause her to lose her mask and helmet, but also expose her identity so completely.
She pouted and said, "Who says an empress can't lead troops herself?"
Su Renzhong stared at her again. Although she was disheveled and covered in wounds, she was stunningly beautiful!
He had never seen such a beautiful woman before, and more importantly, she was such a good fighter!
However, he never expected that she was actually the Empress of Western Liang. He originally thought she was a female general of Western Liang, or at most a queen of Western Liang. But he never expected that she was the Empress of Western Liang. What he didn't expect was that the Empress of Western Liang was so young. She looked like she was not even twenty years old!
I heard that the Empress of Western Liang has been on the throne for seven or eight years. Does that mean she ascended the throne at the age of ten?
Seeing that Su Renzhong didn't speak, she gestured with her chin towards him again: "Why did you save me just now?"
Now that he had figured out her identity, she naturally didn't hold back and used her original self-reference.
Su Renzhong threw another piece of firewood into the fire before speaking, "I didn't really want to take your life; saving you was purely an instinctive act."
She frowned, completely baffled by his supposed subconscious behavior: "But I'm your enemy! How can you be so lenient with your enemy?"
If it were her, she would never be so soft-hearted!
Seeing that she didn't understand, Su Renzhong explained, "Because you are the enemy leader, if you really die at my hands, Xiliang will definitely not let it go. At that time, this battle will definitely be fought to the death, which is not what I want to see."
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