Chapter 91 Recovering Memory
Jiang Huaihai knelt on the ground, rolled his eyes, and thought about how to get rid of the blame.
"It seems that Lord Zhang is worthy of being the Minister of War. He is also close to King Jinyue. Sending King Jinyue's men to the front lines is not a conspiracy between you and King Jinyue, right? Is the next step to send King Jinyue back to Jinyue to command the battle?"
Zhang Congfan was so angry that he was speechless. With such an emperor and prime minister, there would be no good for the Li Dynasty.
Otherwise, why would they appoint him, a scholar who knows nothing about military tactics, to manage the Ministry of War?
In order to deal with Xiao Linyuan, he didn't care about his face anymore.
Even though Emperor Guangxi was angry, he also understood that what Zhang Congfan said made sense. When facing a small country, it was necessary to show off one's muscles appropriately.
Holding his breath, he said with difficulty, "The Imperial Guards have been training for three years. It's time for them to go out and see the world. Let's send 50,000 people over there. Just scare them."
Since Zhang Congfan didn't object this time, he would just be a tool.
There have been undercurrents in the court recently, and he only hopes to get out of this unscathed in the end.
——
The light filtered through the window lattice, weaving a golden mist on the bed.
When Song Zijin opened his eyes, he saw a pleasing face.
A ray of sunlight jumped onto his thick eyelashes, casting a fan-shaped shadow on his handsome face, making his angular face more three-dimensional.
The two of them have been sleeping together these days.
Every night before falling asleep, she would throw a tantrum and ignore him, but when she woke up the next morning, she would always be in his arms.
She suspected that this person woke up early in the morning and cheated.
But she had been secretly touching his abdominal muscles for so long today, why didn't he wake up yet?
After counting the days, it has been seven days since he lost his memory. He should be getting better soon, right?
To be on the safe side, she placed her hand on his wrist.
Before she could be happy, she was suddenly pressed down by Xiao Linyuan, who had woken up at some point, and was kissed passionately.
This kiss was filled with the thrill of regaining what was lost. His hot palm pressed against her lower back into her arms, and the ties of her pajamas had untied at some point.
"Um--Xiao--" She was startled and struggled subconsciously.
Xiao Linyuan stopped, hovering over her, his gentle eyes tracing her eyebrows and eyes inch by inch.
"I'm sorry for making you sad for so many days."
Song Zijin was caught off guard and met his starry eyes. "Are you okay?"
"Well, sorry to have kept you waiting."
Song Zijin's breathing became heavy, his nose felt sore, and he said stubbornly, "How do you prove it?"
"You bit me here." Xiao Linyuan guided her fingertips to touch the old scar on his collarbone.
His voice was hoarse from the morning, "This is the one you bit when I took Chinese medicine. Look, there's still a dark red mark on it~"
Song Zijin pushed him down and said stubbornly, "I didn't bite you."
Xiao Linyuan didn't say anything, but moved his big hand to her waist, and a light laugh escaped from his throat: "I remember, there is a cinnabar mole on your waist..."
After he finished speaking, he scratched it gently. Song Zijin's body was full of ticklish spots. He laughed out loud and tears immediately flowed from the corners of his eyes, wetting the pillow.
His rough fingertips gently brushed across the corners of her eyes, wiping away the burning tears. "Thank you, my Zijin, for still waiting for me."
Her thin lips kissed away the tears hanging on her eyelashes, "Don't cry. If you're angry, hit me a few times until you calm down, okay?"
Each of them reflected each other's faces in their eyes. Seeing his face full of pity, Song Zijin only felt more aggrieved.
She sniffed and said in a hoarse voice, "No, you're thick-skinned. I'll be the one who gets tired from beating you."
Xiao Linyuan's chest shook, a happy sound came from his throat, and he put his face against her collarbone.
"My Zijin, you can't bear to leave me."
"You're getting more and more shameless." Song Zijin suddenly bit his Adam's apple and heard a muffled groan with satisfaction.
Xiao Linyuan held her soft hand and placed it on his face, "Then feel it and see if it's really thick."
It’s not that thick, but he’s still as handsome, just a little prickly.
"Get up and shave, you sloppy one."
Xiao Linyuan's eyes were suddenly attracted by the chaotic red marks on her wrist. He narrowed his eyes and grabbed her wrist, "Did you bleed again?"
"It's because your consciousness is very weak when the poison is removed. This is the only way to save you."
She always recovers quickly. Although it has only been ten days, the first layer of scab has fallen off, and the new tender flesh is a little red, so it looks scary.
"Does it hurt?" He kissed the wound gently, feeling extremely heartbroken.
Every time she got hurt, it was because of him.
This is not a simple scar, but proof of her love for him.
"It was a little painful at the time, but I forgot about the pain because I was worried about you. It was already scabbed when I woke up, so it didn't hurt much."
"Thank you, Zijin."
Song Zijin saw the bright red corners of his eyes. What should she do? She didn't want to see him cry.
The suffering has passed, and revisiting it will only increase the sadness.
"You're welcome. Your mother gave me fifty thousand taels of silver."
"Fifty thousand taels?" Xiao Linyuan was stunned. "You won't abandon me after taking the money, will you?"
Song Zijin's right hand stealthily lifted up his already half-open pajamas, stroking his hard abdominal muscles, and said seductively: "Then try it, do I want you?"
The man couldn't stand such blatant seduction, so Xiao Linyuan turned over and trapped her under him.
In an instant, the brocade quilt surged like waves. Song Zijin grabbed the tassels beside the pillow, his mouth slightly open, breathing heavily.
After being cured, he seemed to be more energetic.
"Xiao—uh—"
The last note disappeared in the intertwined breaths, and the gilded tent hook began to sway again, startling the birds peeking outside the window and making them fly away.
…
Jin Yue brought important news. Wang Ge wanted to knock on the door to wake up the prince, but Chunsheng, with a red face, pulled him away for a long distance.
Wang Ge was pleasantly surprised, "Your Majesty is alright?"
"Probably. I shouldn't do this kind of thing with a girl so early in the morning..." Chunsheng said vaguely.
God knows what dirty talk the prince said when he was about to knock on the door to wake up his masters.
If the prince knew about this, his life would be in danger!
It was hard to imagine what expression the prince, with his godlike, calm face, had when he uttered such explicit and offensive words.
"But the news from Shen Zhuo is very important. Should we not stop them?" Wang Ge hesitated.
"It doesn't take much time."
"A little while? Who said the prince was in high spirits last time? The prince can't get out of bed for an hour or two, don't you know?"
Chunsheng stammered, "I still have to go to the west room to tell Fu Yue, so I won't tell you anymore."
Wang Ge looked towards the main house again and thought, forget it, let’s wait a little longer.
It just so happens that the prince has recovered his memory, so let him relax before doing anything big.
…
The morning breeze blew peach petals into the window and landed on the tangled black hair.
Xiao Linyuan was stroking her long, smooth, black hair lovingly when he suddenly stopped.
Song Zijin opened his eyes and looked at him, "What's wrong?"
"I seem to have lost something."
He remembered the memory of being cured. If he remembered correctly, he had a black jade hairpin in his hair on the day he left the clinic.
The sachets are still there, but why is the hairpin gone?
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