Memory recovery
Three heads were huddled against the crack of the door, and Mo Yu whispered, "Madam, do you think they can be saved?"
Ruan Yunsheng curled his lips: "Just try it and you'll know."
Mo Yu frowned: "I always feel that the princess exudes an evil aura..."
"What are you looking at?"
A lazy voice suddenly floated down from above their heads.
They all looked up suddenly and saw that Shen Yunzhou was hanging upside down on the beam, his head hovering above Mo Yu's head, and his long hair hung down, making Mo Yu's nose itch.
"You walk silently!"
Mo Yu jumped back in fright.
Shen Yunzhou landed lightly on the ground and ignored him. Instead, he pulled out a red rose from his sleeve like a magic trick and handed it to Ruan Yunsheng in a suave manner: "My beauty, the moonlight is beautiful, would you like a date?"
Ruan Yunsheng: ...
So vulgar.
Song Tinghe's face instantly turned gloomy, and he kicked him on the butt: "Get out!"
"Ouch!"
Shen Yunzhou was rubbing his painful butt and was about to curse when his eyes suddenly fixed on Song Tinghe's face. He looked like he had seen some rare treasure and circled around Song Tinghe three times.
"Wen Ciyuan, are you okay? How did you do it?"
He grabbed his wrist and took his pulse. Just as his fingertips touched the pulse, Shen Yunzhou's face turned pale as paper, as if he had touched a branding iron.
It turned out to be a dead connection!
He suddenly jumped away, trembling and hiding behind Mo Yu, his voice trembling: "Ayu, I feel like I met a ghost in broad daylight."
Mo Yu showed no mercy and slapped him with a slap: "Are you awake now?"
The right half of Shen Yunzhou's face suddenly swelled up. He covered his face with his hands, his eyes full of accusation. How could he slap someone in the face? What if it ruined his handsome face!
Mo Yujian briefly recounted the story of the soul leaving the body. Shen Yunzhou was stunned: "How could such a strange thing happen in the world!"
He shook his hair violently and struck a pose that he thought was very charming, but unfortunately the right side of his face was swollen so badly that he looked like a squirrel with a bun stuffed in its mouth, which was very funny.
"I didn't expect a beauty to be so powerful~" He approached Ruan Yunsheng with a playful smile, "Can you teach me, your brother?"
Song Tinghe's fists clenched loudly, and Mo Yu quickly grabbed Shen Yunzhou by the collar and dragged him back: "This is your Excellency's fiancée."
Shen Yunzhou's expression froze instantly, and he stumbled back, clutching his chest: "Fiancee!"
He suddenly threw himself into the corner and pounded the wall, wailing, "Why?! Wen Ciyuan, that icy-faced man, deserves a wife! The world is so unfair! It's rare for him to have his eyes on a young lady, but he didn't expect that this bastard would get her first."
Ruan Yunsheng's mouth twitched: "Who is this?"
Mo Yu sighed, "The Master of Medicine King Valley is Shen Yunzhou. He has been keeping you alive all these years thanks to his medicine."
"Does he have any solution for the poisonous insect?"
"Poisonous insect?" Shen Yunzhou, who was squatting in the corner, suddenly appeared, his face swollen and his eyes shining. "What kind of poisonous insect is it? Where is it? Let me see it!"
Mo Yu explained Xuan Ji's plan in detail. The more Shen Yunzhou listened, the darker his expression grew. "The Wan Gu King devours the Gu. This method is theoretically feasible, but then the two Gu worms will fight each other inside the body."
He clenched his fists fiercely. "It's like putting two poisonous snakes into a clay pot to fight! Wen Ciyuan's meridians will be broken inch by inch, and the pain will be so severe that he can neither live nor die!"
His voice trembled. "And what if the Ten Thousand Gu Kings have had enough of the flesh and blood and refuse to come out, and instead use this body as a new nest..."
Mo Yu scratched his hair anxiously: "This won't work, and that won't work! What's the point of having a miracle doctor like you!"
Shen Yunzhou was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Can't you just listen to what I have to say?"
He took a deep breath, trying to appear enigmatic. "According to the thousand-year-old secret manual of our Medicine King Valley, although the King of Ten Thousand Gu is a sacred object of the Southern Kingdom, it is not uncontrollable. The royal family holds a secret treasure that can control Gu, and when combined with the blood of the Southern Kingdom's royal family, it can be used to command them. However, the method of using it is only known to the Southern Kingdom's monarch and heir. I'm afraid Xuan Ji doesn't know the secret."
The more he spoke, the more proud he became, his chest puffed out as if he had seen it himself.
Ruan Yunsheng suddenly interrupted: "What does the secret treasure look like?"
Shen Yunzhou's uninterrupted speech suddenly stopped, and the smug expression on his face instantly froze like a stone sculpture. He scratched his head hesitantly, his voice getting smaller and smaller: "Well... the book is worm-eaten, and the specific style... uh..."
Finally, he threw up his hands in despair: "I don't know!"
Ruan Yunsheng: “…”
Song Tinghe: "..."
Mo Yu silently drew his knife.
“But but!”
Shen Yunzhou rushed behind a pillar, holding his head, and said anxiously, "But didn't Xuan Ji say she was going to steal the King of Ten Thousand Gu? If the prince finds out the holy object is missing, he will definitely use his secret method to track it down!"
"That makes sense." Ruan Yunsheng nodded, "Then let's wait for her news."
As the night deepened, Mo Yu bowed and said, "I will escort the lady back to the mansion."
Ruan Yunsheng waved his hand: "No need, I'll stay here today."
Mo Yu was shocked: "This is detrimental to Madam's reputation!"
Ruan Yunsheng's eyes rolled, and she suddenly smiled, "Then let's announce it publicly. The Ruan family is jealous of me marrying up, and they've been making things difficult for me. I can't bear the humiliation, so I'm begging for protection from the Prime Minister's Mansion."
She walked into the house without hesitation, "It's settled!"
Mo Yu looked at her graceful back and silently swallowed his words of advice.
Inside the Ruan Mansion.
Liu Ruyan waited until the candle burned out, but Ruan Yunsheng still didn't come back. Her fingers holding the poison pill turned white from pinching it, and finally she smashed it hard on the celadon vase beside her!
"Shameless little bitch!" She was shaking with anger. "Only one day after the marriage news broke, you're already eagerly crawling into a man's nest! You've brought shame to the Ruan family!"
Broken pieces of porcelain were scattered all over the floor, just like her shattered sanity.
What if she really intends to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion? What should she do with the poison? Liu Ruyan thought to herself, no, she must find an opportunity to make Ruan Yunsheng come back obediently tomorrow.
At this time, the west wing of the Prime Minister's Mansion:
Ruan Yunsheng was comfortably lying on the brocade couch, with her legs crossed and chewing an apple. Song Tinghe's ears were red as he carefully rubbed her knees which were bruised from climbing over the wall during the day.
"Hiss, be gentler!" Ruan Yunsheng muttered incoherently, "My Ah He's cooking skills are still the best~"
Song Tinghe pursed her lips and smiled secretly, her fingertips applying gentle force, her warm palms gently soothing the bruises on her knees. The moonlight outside the window was like water, pouring onto his lowered profile, and the shadows of his fine eyelashes fell on his jade-like skin, adding a touch of fragile tenderness.
Ruan Yunsheng suddenly stood up, hooked his fingertips around a strand of his scattered black hair, and slowly twisted it around his fingers to play with it: "Ah He..."
Her voice was light and soft, like a hook coated in honey. "I especially like you like this."
Song Tinghe raised his eyes, her shadow reflected in his clear eyes: "What's it like?"
"My heart and eyes are full of only my appearance."
Her breath brushed against his slightly warm earlobe. "If one day you turn back into that cold Prime Minister." Her fingertips slid across his heart. "Will you forget me?"
Song Tinghe suddenly grabbed her rebellious hand, tears in his eyes: "How could it be! Even if I forget you a hundred times, I will love you again on the hundred and first time!"
In fact, as early as when Mo Yu was telling his life story, everything in the past gradually emerged in his mind, but he did not tell anyone.
In the past, he had been dealing with official duties every day and had no free time. If Mo Yu knew that he had recovered his memory, wouldn't he have to live the boring life before? He didn't want to be separated from Yun Sheng.
Outside, Shen Yunzhou was pressing his ear against the crack of the door, scratching his head anxiously. "Do you think Wen Ciyuan, with his silly look now, will be taken advantage of by Madam Ruan?"
Seeing that Mo Yu ignored him, he poked him hard in the waist, "Tell me what's going on inside!"
Mo Yu was annoyed by his prodding and elbowed him back: "Shut up!"
"Ouch!" Shen Yunzhou jumped up, holding his stomach, and then persevered back, "Are you kissing? I think I heard some popping sounds."
Ruan Yunsheng's sinister voice suddenly rang out from inside the door: "If you're so bored, go find the King of Ten Thousand Gu now!"
The two of them froze like stone statues in an instant.
Shen Yunzhou laughed dryly: "I feel so sleepy all of a sudden."
Mo Yu looked up at the sky: "The moonlight is so beautiful, perfect for sleeping."
The two of them slipped away arm in arm, their steps as fast as if they were being chased by a dog.
Inside the door, Song Tinghe buried his burning face in the crook of Ruan Yunsheng's neck and laughed muffledly, "They look like two thieving rats."
Ruan Yunsheng pinched his ear: "It's better than someone else's pretending to have amnesia!"
Song Tinghe's whole body froze. When was he exposed?
Ruan Yunsheng sneered and poked his heart with his fingertips: "Do you think you can fool me? Your eyes were wet like a puppy's before, and now..."
"The way you look at me now, it's as if you want to tear me apart and eat me up."
Song Tinghe's ears instantly turned red, and he said stubbornly, "How could that be..."
Ruan Yunsheng suddenly leaned close to his nose, their breaths intertwined: "Master Wen, is it fun to play dumb?"
Song Tinghe sighed deeply and hugged the man into his arms, "I knew I couldn't hide it from you."
He lowered his head and rubbed the top of her head. "I'm just afraid that you'll find me boring, and that you'll prefer Song Tinghe, the one who acts like a spoiled child and asks for candy."
"Is there?"
Ruan Yunsheng immediately asked back, but in fact her fingertips curled up out of guilt - she was indeed envious of that little ancestor who would hold her sleeve to ask for sweet cakes and would demolish the house when he got jealous.
If I really become the ice-cold person who "can't say a soft word for three days" in the eyes of others, I'm afraid I'll be suffocated to death if we quarrel!
But seeing the slightly red eyes of the man in front of her, she immediately put on a loving attitude: "I like you as a person."
Her fingertips stroked his chest. "Whether you're a spoiled brat or a taciturn person," she paused, then added, "I like both."
"Really?" Song Tinghe raised her wet eyes, like a little bird drenched by rain, and asked tentatively, "Even if I turn back into that wooden man who reviews documents until midnight, speaks only 'hmm', and can't even tell you've changed your hairpin?"
Ruan Yunsheng's scalp tingled, but he gritted his teeth and smiled, "Really."
But what I was thinking in my heart was that if he really dared to do this, he would never be able to enter this house at night.
The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, Ruan Yunsheng was still lazily lying in bed wrapped in his brocade quilt when Liu Ruyan's shrill voice rang out from outside the door: "Ruan Yunsheng! Get out right here!"
Liu Ruyan stood in the courtyard, dressed in a crimson brocade robe, her fingertips trembling with anger. "How can you, an unmarried girl, stay overnight at your fiancé's house?"
She suppressed her anger and smiled falsely, "Be good, go back with mother, don't let others laugh at you."
Ruan Yunsheng slowly put on her clothes, pushed the door open, and leaned against the doorframe, yawning: "Madam, you're joking. The Wen Mansion is our daughter's future home. What's wrong with her staying there for a few days in advance?"
Her eyes turned, "What are you afraid of?"
Liu Ruyan's face suddenly changed, and she was about to explode when she saw the guards in the courtyard bowing in unison: "Madam, would you like breakfast?" Their attitude was as respectful as if they were serving the mistress.
She was shocked. What kind of magic did this girl have that made the people in the Wen family submit to her in just one night?
Mo Yu appeared silently, his cold eyes sweeping over Liu Ruyan: "Madam Ruan, the affairs of the Wen Mansion do not require outsiders to interfere."
Liu Ruyan was so frightened by that look that she took a half step back. Facing the guards who were rushing towards her and pressing her step by step, she forced a smile: "Since Yun Sheng insists, then I'm sorry to bother you." She turned around in embarrassment, and her embroidered shoes almost cracked the stone steps.
Liu Ruyan almost stumbled out of the Wen Mansion's gate. The heavy ebony door slammed shut behind her, making her eardrums buzz.
From the time she entered the mansion to the time she was kicked out, it took less than an incense stick of time! Her carefully combed hair had become a mess, and her crimson brocade robe was still stained with wall dust from the time she had just pulled it.
The early-rising peddlers and hawkers on the street seemed to be busy with their heads down, but she felt as if every peripheral glance was like a needle pricking her back. They must be laughing! Laughing at her, the dignified mistress of the Ruan Mansion, being chased out like a stray dog by her own daughter's guards!
The intense humiliation burned her whole body. Her nails dug deep into her palms, blood seeping from the peony pattern on the silk embroidery, but she was completely unaware.
"We can't wait any longer..." She climbed into the carriage, her voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper. "We must get the people from the Southern Kingdom to act immediately!" She flung open the curtain and screamed at the driver, "Go to the posthouse! Quick!"
The wheels rolled over the bluestone road, and she bit her fingertips frantically: "Ruan Yunsheng, Wen Ciyuan, I want you all to die miserably!"
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