Chapter 105 She Was Forgotten Alone
The capital has been quite turbulent lately. After the Prince of Anshun's mansion was sealed off, two old ministers who had strongly supported the Prince of Anshun suffered accidents one after another. One drowned after falling into a pond while drinking, and the other broke his leg after being startled while riding a horse.
The incident was suspicious, yet no one dared to question it.
In the imperial court, the voices pleading for Prince Anshun grew weaker and weaker until they were no longer mentioned.
Meanwhile, Prince Anshun indulged in drinking day and night at Dongling Pavilion, oblivious to the passage of time. It is said that the imperial physician examined him and advised that if he continued to drink like this, he would likely not live for many more years.
The Emperor never mentioned the Prince of Anshun's treason again, but instead sent pot after pot of fine wine to Dongling Pavilion.
Meng Lingge learned all this from Meng Xingyuan, and she understood that the lives of Prince Anshun and his wife were temporarily saved.
There's no need to worry too much about her father and mother for the time being, but Wen Zhiming's situation is causing Meng Lingge great concern.
Although Su Leran told her that Wen Zhiming was not in any danger, and although she knew that Wen Kehao would take good care of her husband, she still couldn't put her mind at ease.
Whenever I think of Wen Zhiming's disappointed eyes before he fell into a coma, and the words he said, "You lied to me, I hate you so much," I feel a pang of sadness.
A subtle pain ignited in Meng Lingge's heart.
To make matters worse, three days have passed since they parted that day, and Wen Kehao has neither let her meet with Wen Zhiming as promised, nor has he sent her any news at all.
The people she sent to gather information were also turned away by Wen Kehao.
The various unpleasant thoughts in her mind made her unable to bear it any longer. Just as she was preparing to find a way to sneak into Wen Kehao's mansion to see what was going on, she heard a maid from the front yard report that a Doctor Su was requesting an audience. Meng Lingge hurriedly went to greet him personally.
Su Leran was waiting outside the door.
She was dressed as a man again today, carrying a large bag of luggage, as if she were about to embark on a long journey.
Meng Lingge welcomed the person into the mansion. Before they even reached her courtyard, she impatiently asked in a low voice, "Le Ran, what exactly happened? Has the young master not recovered yet? What is Wen Kehao up to? Why won't he let me see the young master?"
Su Leran looked around and said, "Let's talk in the room."
This was the Meng residence, and there were no outsiders with them. Su Leran was still being so cautious. Meng Lingge's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad feeling.
He quickened his pace unconsciously, hurriedly entered the room, dismissed the servants, and closed the door behind him.
Meng Lingge's palms were sweating with anxiety.
"What happened? Has something happened to the young master?"
“The young master’s recovery is faster than I expected. He was fully recovered by this morning.” Su Leran looked at Meng Lingge with sympathy and said, “It’s just that he has forgotten you.”
"He forgot me? Did he forget the memories after he was poisoned? Or did he forget everything from his childhood? If he can't remember anything, he must be in a lot of pain."
Meng Lingge couldn't help but feel sorry for Wen Zhiming. He had been tormented by Gu worms for ten years and now he had lost his memory. Her husband had it so hard.
“No.” Su Leran stared at her intently. “He remembers everything before and after he was poisoned, but he has forgotten you. He can’t remember anything about you before and after he was poisoned. He remembers that he is the heir of the Prince of Anshun’s mansion, he remembers that his father and mother were unjustly imprisoned, but he has forgotten that he was married, and he has forgotten all his memories of you and him.”
Meng Lingge never expected this. Her husband hadn't forgotten her even when he was under the influence of the curse, but now that the curse was being removed, he seemed to have forgotten her as well.
This time, her husband remembered everything except her, and even their childhood friendship was forgotten.
Su Leran understood Meng Lingge's confusion from her shocked gaze and patiently explained, "I have never encountered this situation before. It should be that after the Gu worm left, he regained consciousness briefly. He remembered that you hurt him, and hurt him deeply. So, in order to protect himself, his body made him forget all his memories of you."
Meng Lingge initially only wanted to force out the Gu worm for Wen Zhiming, saying whatever hurtful things she could. Now that the Gu worm has been successfully forced out, it has also abandoned her from Wen Zhiming's world.
Wen Zhiming, who had his heart and soul completely devoted to her, had completely forgotten about her.
An overwhelming bitterness and sorrow welled up in her heart. She wanted to say something to cover up her sadness, but she couldn't say anything.
Su Leran continued, "Wen Kehao and I spoke to the Crown Prince about you and even tried to persuade him to meet you. But the Crown Prince said that since you are now divorced, there is no need to meet again. He has to rescue Prince Anshun and his wife, and he also has to continue pretending to be stupid to deal with the Emperor. He has neither the time nor the energy to engage in romance. By the way, the Emperor sent a beautiful woman to the Crown Prince Wen, and she has already been arranged to live in his residence. That woman looks about five points like you, and she seems to have a lot of thoughts about her. It will be quite a lot of effort for the Crown Prince to keep it from her."
Meng Lingge frowned slightly.
The emperor actually found a woman who looked five-tenths like her. This damned emperor has too many tricks up his sleeve.
"Did the Crown Prince say all this? What is his current situation? Does he have a plan to save Prince Anshun?"
Although Wen Zhiming had forgotten her, she still really wanted to know what kind of person Wen Zhiming would be after he returned to normal, and to know his current situation.
Her husband had to rescue his father and mother, and also deal with the emperor's men. It was indeed a difficult situation, but she did not ask him to talk about love with her. She could stand by him through thick and thin and cherish each other.
She just didn't want her husband to walk such a difficult path alone.
Su Leran said, "Apart from the beauty sent by the Emperor, everything else was told by Prince Wen. He's a bit withdrawn now and doesn't talk to people much. It's also possible that he needs to act crazy when there are outsiders around, and wants to be himself when he can have some peace and quiet. He didn't tell me about his plans, but it will definitely take some time. He wasted ten years of his life, and he has to relearn many things, which will also take some time."
Meng Lingge lowered her eyes and said, "Yes, he will indeed be very busy lately."
Su Leran noticed her disappointment and comforted her, "Don't be too sad. Amnesia is a difficult thing to predict. Maybe one day he will suddenly remember. You and Prince Wen had such a good relationship before. When he remembers, he will definitely come to find you no matter what."
Meng Lingge lowered her head. "It's wonderful news that he can recover. There's nothing to be sad about. Thank you for coming all this way to tell me this."
His gaze shifted to Su Leran's luggage, and he changed the subject, saying, "But you're carrying so much stuff, are you going on a long trip?"
Su Leran nodded. "Today, besides telling you about Prince Wen, I've also come to say goodbye. Wen Kehao's Moon-Hidden Frost has less than a month left. I want to go to the Misty Mountains to see if I can find the Linked Branch Grass, which might save his life."
The herb *Lysimachia christinae* is said to be able to cure all poisons, but it grows in extremely harsh environments and is almost extinct. Even a single plant could fetch ten thousand taels of silver in a Beijing pharmacy, and there would be no market for it.
The Misty Mountains are shrouded in fog year-round, teeming with wild animals. Even experienced hunters dare not venture there alone. Yet Su Leran, a mere woman, dares to go to such a place to search for the almost nonexistent Lianzhi Grass.
Meng Lingge was slightly shocked and moved by her courage.
A question in my mind is getting closer and closer to being answered.
"Le Ran, I remember you told me before that you and Wen Kehao were destined for each other. Forgive my bluntness, but you've known each other for less than a month, haven't you?"
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