"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go look for it!"
Lai Guitou disappeared into the ground in an instant.
Xia Lan'er stomped her foot in anger: "That bastard ran away again! He disappeared on the ground. What's the use of you going underground?"
Xia Lan'er felt helpless, but she was too embarrassed to stand still. She should have kept pestering him, so he wouldn't disappear in the blink of an eye.
It turns out that Fu Xiaoyu was attracted by the beautiful stones, and while picking them up, she was inexplicably kidnapped.
When he opened his eyes, he was no longer convinced that he was locked in a stone chamber.
"I want to find my wife. When I go out, I want my wife."
His shouts attracted a beautiful woman who was wearing a light pink gauze dress with butterfly patterns and walked with a very alluring gait.
She was also emitting a faint fragrance, which made Fu Xiaoyu's nose feel a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but sneeze twice.
"Who are you? Don't come near me, you stink."
Hu Binglan glared at him angrily: "You ungrateful wretch, I'll beat you up."
As she spoke, she took out a silver whip, raised it high, and was about to hit him. Fu Xiaoyu looked at her and shrank into a corner in fear.
"You're a bad person, I'm going to find my wife to teach you a lesson."
Hearing his silly words, Hu Binglan smiled and said, "So he's a fool. He's quite cute. I never thought that the once majestic and cold-faced prince would turn into a child with the intelligence of a three-year-old. What goes around comes around."
Hu Binglan lifted his chin with her slender, jade-like hand, looking at his beautiful peach blossom eyes with a smile.
"Silly boy, if you say something nice, I'll give you candy."
Fu Xiaoyu could tell she was deliberately teasing him, so he shook off her hand and said, "Don't touch me. I don't want your candy. My wife will give me hers."
Hu Binglan wasn't annoyed that he ignored her; she just kept smiling at him.
Putting everything else aside, Fu Xiaoyu is quite handsome. If it weren't for her master's orders, she might actually have let him go.
There were many beautiful stones around the stone chamber. Fu Xiaoyu was unaware that he had been captured and thought he would see his wife soon.
Then, feeling reassured, he squatted down and began picking up stones, one, two, three...
Soon the front of the clothes was full, so he sat on the ground and began to sort them carefully.
He kept the pretty ones and threw the flawed ones aside. He would sometimes grin foolishly and sometimes pout as he looked at the stones.
Hu Binglan sat to the side watching him pick through the stones. It was hard to imagine that the man in front of her was the once fearsome war god prince.
Cui Yulu and Du Sanniang went into the room by themselves. Du Sanniang's room was simply furnished, with only a bed and a table. On the mahogany table was a set of celadon tea set, which was simple and natural.
"Rain and Dew, right? You don't mind me calling you that, do you?"
"Of course I don't mind. Besides, my name is also Yulu. Lie down and I'll give you acupuncture. Three treatments should be enough to get better. After that, a few more doses of medicine will make sure you're fine."
Cui Yulu carefully explained the treatment method to her, while Du Sanniang remained silent, though her expression was rather unpleasant.
“Yulu, can I ask you for a favor? Please don’t tell anyone about my illness. My son and I are all alone here. I’ve managed to stay here by sheer strength. I don’t want to interact with others, and others don’t want to associate with me. I feel at ease, but my children are still young. I can’t let them get bullied. Otherwise, I would feel so sorry for my deadbeat husband.”
As she spoke, a rare tenderness appeared on Du Sanniang's face. Her two children were quite capable. When their own family was driven away and hunted down, she took her children and hid here, which provided them with a safe haven.
"Actually, you can try to get to know them. You might find that they are actually quite nice."
“I also want to get in touch with them, but they run away as soon as they see me, so I don’t plan to have any more contact with them. It’s good to keep to ourselves.”
Du Sanniang brought her tea: "This is tea from my hometown. Try it, it's very delicious."
Speaking of the past and her hometown, Du Sanniang's face lit up with a long-lost smile.
Why are you willing to tell me these things? Aren't you afraid I'll tell others?
Du Sanniang was enjoying the aroma of the tea. When she heard this, she looked up at her and said, "Actually, this is not a secret. Everyone in this village is extraordinary. It's easy to find out things. I'm telling you this because I think you are trustworthy and I'm willing to share these things with you."
Cui Yulu was touched by her sudden trust and resolved to live up to it.
"Don't worry, Third Sister, from now on we're friends. Your problems are my problems, and I'll make sure no one bullies you."
Cui Yulu placed her silver needles on her acupoints, and Du Sanniang felt much more refreshed.
"Rain and Dew, why don't you treat your amnesia?"
Cui Yulu's silver needle trembled slightly, and Du Sanniang felt a sharp pain in her body.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just woke up today and came out to see what was going on, which is how I ran into you. I don't even know what's going on with me."
"I see. I thought you just happened to encounter my symptoms. It seems you really are a miracle doctor."
Cui Yulu chuckled softly without saying a word, feeling that something was amiss, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.
"Third Sister, do you know what year it is now?"
Du Sanniang laughed for a while after hearing her words, and then slowly said, "It should be the 29th of the twelfth lunar month of the first year of Xinhe now, the New Year is coming soon."
Cui Yulu's silver needle trembled again. It was the New Year, and she remembered that she had said she would go back home for the New Year, but she couldn't remember who she had said it to or where she was going.
"Girl, what's wrong now? This injection really hurts."
Du San Niang was in so much pain that tears almost welled up in her eyes, and she quickly spoke up to remind Cui Yulu.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Third Sister. I just suddenly remembered that I need to go back home for the New Year, but I don't know where to go. I was so distracted that I forgot about the needle in my hand. Please don't mind."
What else could I say after three years of study? My life was in her hands right now, so naturally I didn't dare to say anything more.
"It's alright, I don't mind. Think about it carefully again, maybe you'll remember. Also, is that handsome man next to you really your husband?"
As soon as I asked Du Sanniang the question, I regretted it, and another burning pain shot through my body.
She shouldn't have asked.
“He is indeed my husband. He has memory loss, so he is like a child and needs my protection. He listens to me the most.”
This is how Cui Yulu remembers her husband.
Du Sanniang said with a smile, "I hope he can regain his memory, otherwise it would be a pity for such a good woman like you to be with a fool."
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