“Mother, I appreciate your kindness, but I don’t have that idea for now. You can refuse directly.” After saying that, Qinghe lowered her eyes, silently picked at the food in her bowl, and did not say anything more.
Liu shook her head helplessly and put two pieces of meat into Su Yushan's bowl, saying, "Look how thin you are, eat more!"
After that, no one at the dinner table mentioned the matter again, and everyone chatted about everyday things.
After lunch, Liu felt a little sleepy, so she went back to her room for a short rest.
Today is a warm day, and Qinghe is lying alone on the large stone slab in the courtyard, basking in the warmth.
Su Yushan was helping to feed the chickens when Yunfang finished washing the dishes and came out of the kitchen. She glanced at the scene and sighed, "Qinghe is spacing out again."
"Does he often do this?" Su Yushan asked curiously. "Why does he say he doesn't know his origins? What exactly happened?"
The courtyard was warm, and Yunfang didn't want to go inside, so she pulled her to sit on the small stone stool by the door and whispered about Qinghe.
"According to him, he woke up on the battlefield with a severe head wound. He didn't remember his past or who he was. He only had a letter in his pocket, so he found our family by following the household registration information written in the letter."
He thought my mother was his mother, and only after comparing the two did he realize his mistake. There was blood on the letter, and we guessed that my brother had given it to him before his accident, asking him to pass it on.
He didn't know his own identity or where to go, so my mother let him stay here and treated him like a son.
Su Yushan also pretended to have amnesia. She never thought that there would really be people with amnesia in this world. No wonder Qinghe always liked to be alone and daydream. He probably felt lost because his mind was too empty.
As the two were talking, a tall, dark shadow suddenly loomed over them. Yunfang slowly raised her head, and what came into her view was Qinghe's handsome figure. Yunfang panicked, stuck out her tongue, and sighed inwardly that something was wrong.
She was so engrossed in talking that she didn't even notice when he arrived. Will he be angry if she tells others about him?
Feeling guilty, Yunfang immediately stood up, made an excuse to do laundry, and quickly slipped away.
Su Yushan sat there openly and didn't shy away. Reflecting on her own experiences, she sighed softly.
"Actually, amnesia might not be a bad thing. Many times I wish I could lose my memory and forget those unbearable past experiences."
Qinghe disagreed, saying, "Human memories are not only filled with sadness and bitterness, but also with sweetness and joy. If even the joy is forgotten, what is the meaning of living?"
Recalling her love and hate with Hongli, Su Yushan's heart still aches. She smiles bitterly, "It's better to forget the candy mixed with shards of glass."
After saying that, she realized it wasn't appropriate. It was the Yongzheng era; glass was still a rare commodity, and not everyone had ever seen it.
So she tentatively asked,
Have you ever seen glass?
Glass? A certain image flashed through Qinghe's mind, something even more crystal clear than glass.
"I have a vague feeling, like I've seen it somewhere before." But when he tried to continue searching for the origin of this object, he could no longer remember.
Su Yushan had only ever seen the glass water container in Hongli's study; it was a gift from the emperor. Since Qinghe had also seen it, his identity must be quite special.
"I've heard that glass is a royal item. Did you ever work in the palace?"
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