Chapter 40 A whole plan to fool him
Jiang Liangxu was about to pick up his pen again when he heard this, paused, and looked at Jiang Heng seriously, asking, "Are you really my son?"
"Father, are you saying you don't intend to acknowledge me?" Jiang Heng lifted his robe, sat down on the chair next to him, and casually tossed a pear to Liu Feng to peel, saying, "You just said yourself that you have amnesia, not dementia. Look at the state of us, father and son. Isn't it obvious that I am your son?"
“No, I just suspect that your head was also hit, and it’s even more serious. Should I ask the head of the hospital to take a look at you?” Jiang Liangxu said, picking up his pen to continue his official business.
How can amnesia be hidden? How can it be hidden? He's forgotten even the other person's life story, how can he hide it?
Liu Feng pursed his lips, his shoulders trembling, but he still tried his best to suppress his laughter.
Jiang Heng suspected his father was calling him stupid, and muttered to himself, "Hmph, when Mother comes, I'm going to tell on you."
Qin Da stepped over the threshold and entered the room, saying, "Master, Second Young Master, Madam has arrived. The carriage is already in front of the government office."
As soon as Qin finished speaking, the two of them stood up at the same time.
"They arrived so quickly?" Jiang Heng was quite surprised. The message he received was not a definite one from his mother, but rather from someone sent by his elder brother.
He thought his mother was still on her way and was planning to have Liu Feng arrange for someone to pick her up soon, but he never expected that she had already arrived.
Jiang Liangxu was still holding a pen in his hand. He stood up too hastily, and the pain in his feet brought him back to his senses, so he sat back down.
Before he could even give any instructions...
The next moment, Jiang Heng's voice came from outside the door: "Father, I'm going to pick up Mother. You can wait here since you have trouble walking."
Upon hearing the words "inconvenient legs and feet," Jiang Liangxu frowned slightly, as if he were an old man in his seventies or eighties who was already useless.
He looked at Qin Da and ordered, "Bring the wheelchair."
He had been trapped in Xing'an Village and felt that he had something very important to do, but he just couldn't remember it.
Although official business was important after returning to the government office, he knew it wasn't those matters, and the feelings about the two were different.
I wondered if that important matter was related to my family.
Jiang Heng has seen him for several days and feels nothing; it definitely can't be him.
If the second son is like this, then the eldest son probably isn't either.
Jiang Liangxu was curious about his nominal wife.
He had asked Qin Da about these things on the way, but what he heard was just a story, and it was never as reassuring as seeing it with his own eyes.
At the entrance of the government office.
Peony helped Zhao Xian carefully down from the carriage.
"Mother." The boy's voice came even before he arrived.
Zhao Xian turned around and saw Jiang Heng wearing a scarlet round-necked, narrow-sleeved, right-fastening robe. He was still extremely flamboyant, but he looked much darker than when he was at the Jiang family. When he smiled, his white teeth were the most obvious feature.
Jiang Heng stopped when he was about six or seven steps away from Zhao Xian.
Zhao Xian looked him up and down, her heart filled with a mixture of pity and anger, a conflicting emotion that made her itchy to hit him.
Seeing him suddenly stop, she raised an eyebrow slightly: "Why did you stop?"
Although the original owner was very emotional, Zhao Xian felt that Jiang Heng deserved to be beaten, and she didn't mind doing it for him, otherwise this body would be heartbroken from anger again.
"Hehe, Mother~ Your son misses you so much." Jiang Heng suddenly realized that he had left Jin'an with the city guard corps without informing his mother beforehand.
To avoid being beaten, Jiang Heng shifted the blame, saying, "By the way, Mother, Father fell into the water and hit his head, and he has amnesia."
"Amnesia?" Zhao Xian's voice rose slightly, almost losing her composure.
What a coincidence! She traveled all this way to ask him about the gift book; had he forgotten it due to amnesia?
Noticing that his mother's expression was somewhat frightening, Jiang Heng swallowed hard and nodded, saying, "That's what the imperial physician said."
Zhao Xian frowned slightly, her expression displeased: "Are you trying to trick me? I haven't heard anything about Lord Jiang losing his memory along the way."
Jiang Heng raised his hand and put three fingers together as if swearing, saying, "How could I dare to lie to you? I really have amnesia, I just haven't told anyone."
His father's amnesia was a secret that was kept from the public, so it's no wonder his mother was unaware of it.
Where is your father?
“This way, Father has injured his brain and his foot, so he can’t walk for the time being. Son will lead the way for Mother.” Seeing that his mother was no longer looking at him, Jiang Heng breathed a sigh of relief. Although his mother was easy to talk to when she was easy to talk to, she was really hard to coax when she was really angry.
He wasn't originally among the people the city guards had assigned to come to Changzhou; he had volunteered. Therefore, he was worried that if his mother found out, his father would beat him.
Their division of labor has always been clear.
But then I thought, his father has amnesia, so his mother must be too busy to take care of him.
Thinking this way, Jiang Heng added fuel to the fire by mentioning his father, "Mother, you don't know, Father is really lucky. It's a miracle that he survived such a huge flood. When we arrived, he was wearing a coarse linen outfit and teaching the village children. I almost didn't recognize him."
They hadn't gone far when they saw Qin Da pushing a wheelchair toward them. Sitting in the wheelchair was Jiang Liangxu, dressed in a dark green satin robe with a dark pattern and wide sleeves.
With just one glance, Zhao Xian knew that Jiang Heng was not lying; he had truly lost his memory.
All because the look in their eyes was unfamiliar.
Although Jiang Liangxu had only spent a short time with her when he returned to the Jiang family, Zhao Xian could feel the tenderness in his eyes every time he looked at her.
At this moment, the gaze was unfamiliar yet filled with curiosity, but there was no tenderness in it.
Zhao Xian's hands clenched tightly beneath her sleeves. "You don't remember anything at all?"
Jiang Heng was about to nod, but then realized something was wrong and said, "It's not that. I haven't forgotten the official business and I know how to handle it, it's just that I don't remember the people."
"Is there any way to help him remember quickly?" Her matter was urgent.
She probably doesn't even remember some of the things she's done, but the book has it all written down, which is terrifying.
Jiang Heng shook his head, "No, the imperial physician said that his condition cannot be forcibly stimulated and needs to be gradually regulated. If forcibly stimulated, it could easily lead to him becoming an idiot."
Is there really such a saying?
Zhao Xian tried to calm herself down, but she just couldn't swallow her anger.
Because she realized she had reached a dead end. If Jiang Liangxu's memory didn't return, wouldn't she just have to wait around like this?
Zhao Xian felt angry, yet her heart ached uncontrollably.
Two conflicting emotions were intertwined, and she couldn't separate them.
She just stared blankly at Jiang Liangxu, her lips pressed tightly together, not daring to speak to him.
She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, the original owner's emotions would take over.
"Father, Mother is here. Have you remembered anything?" Jiang Heng looked at his father expectantly, hoping that he would remember something.
Jiang Liangxu shook his head.
However, when he saw Zhao Xian, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his chest.
His head began to throb, and a few images flashed through his mind.
They were all about the women in front of him: some were laughing heartily, some were complaining and grumbling, some were silent and melancholy, and some were gazing at him without saying a word...
From vibrant to desolate, from a young girl to a woman with her hair styled like a married woman.
His head initially only throbbed, but the more images he saw, the more painful it became.
Jiang Liangxu clenched his fists to suppress the discomfort, his wide sleeves concealing the bulging veins on the back of his hands.
This time, he managed to hold on and didn't faint.
The pain had its benefits; it suddenly reminded him of who he was and everything else.
She also realized the source of her discomfort earlier: Zhao Xian had lost weight and looked very haggard.
Perhaps she was worried sick about his disappearance, so she rushed to Changzhou.
"husband……"
He opened his mouth to call for someone when a familiar and comforting fragrance wafted by his side—the incense she often used on her clothes.
Zhao Xian took over pushing Qin Da's wheelchair, saying, "I'll do it."
She came to question Jiang Liangxu and demand a divorce. She wasn't his wife, and she couldn't bring herself to do anything intimate with him.
But with everyone watching, she couldn't be too aloof.
Fortunately, during those days of prayer, she had already mastered the art of portraying a heartbroken yet resolute expression, a skill she could effortlessly master.
Most importantly, looking at Jiang Liangxu's face, the original owner's feelings of heartache and love for Jiang Liangxu were constantly clashing with her calmness. She couldn't separate them and was also affected, which made her very irritable.
Seeing her like this, Qin Da couldn't help but say, "Madam, don't worry, Master will surely remember soon."
Zhao Xian nodded without saying a word.
But in her heart she thought, amnesia is no big deal, she'll just get him to sign the divorce papers first.
As for the book that is filled with her life story.
Jiang Liangxu didn't know when her memory would return. She couldn't keep waiting forever. After thinking it over, she decided that finding Master Huineng was the most important thing. By then, she would be home, and no matter what his purpose was in writing those things, they wouldn't be a threat to her.
As for whether he is from the same hometown, we'll have to wait until he remembers to verify.
If he can't remember, seeing how well he's doing here and how good his relationship with the original owner is, he's probably different from her and isn't in a hurry to go home.
"How was your journey, Madam?" Jiang Liangxu asked cautiously.
It's already September. Before he left, he was so sure he would come back, but he broke his promise.
Zhao Xian said coldly, "Not good."
She worried that if he died, she wouldn't be able to find out the meaning of the gift book; she also worried that if he lived, he would break the promise she made under duress; and she was also worried that the sudden appearance of King Yu would cause him to act crazy and disrupt her plans.
All I can say is that I've been completely exhausted along the way.
I finally found out he was alive and even saw him, but then I heard the devastating news that he had lost his memory.
It's no wonder it's not getting better.
"I'm sorry to have worried you, Madam."
He promised her to be careful, but he broke his promise and made her worry so much.
Zhao Xian didn't want his apology; she wanted a divorce agreement.
Just as she expected, the original owner's emotions fluctuated greatly when she got close to Jiang Liangxu.
She didn't want to be devoured or assimilated. Even if she was selfish, once she found Master Huineng and returned home, and the original owner took control of her body, it would be possible for them to reconcile.
Zhao Xian suddenly realized that amnesia wasn't so bad; compared to him having no memories at all, there was much more room for maneuver.
In this way, once he regains his memory and realizes he was deceived, she will be gone by then. The original owner of this body can then explain to him, and the misunderstanding will be resolved.
What a perfect plan.
Zhao Xian couldn't wait to start.
However, the prerequisite is to first write a divorce agreement and trick him into signing it.
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