Chapter 395 Recovering Memory
Doctor Zhang arrived quickly after being summoned.
He had not yet recovered from his cold and was coughing when he came. He had a veil covering his face, fearing that he would spread his illness to others.
As soon as he entered, he simply bowed to Xiao Jingheng and then hurriedly began to diagnose Zhao Hua.
The pulse diagnosis process was extremely difficult. Xiao Jingheng saw that Doctor Zhang's expression was getting more and more serious, and he said with concern:
"How is it? How sure are you?"
Doctor Zhang withdrew his hands and looked around at the concubines waiting by his side. He said:
"Your Majesty, there are too many people in the inner chamber, which blocks the air circulation and is not good for the health of the Empress. Please ask the masters to wait outside first."
Doctor Zhang asked everyone else to leave, but he did not ask Xiao Jingheng to leave.
Then Xiao Jingheng knew that Doctor Zhang was going to say something to him in private.
Sure enough, after everyone was sent out, Doctor Zhang whispered to Xiao Jingheng:
"Your Majesty, the Queen's brain has blood clots that are difficult to disperse, and acupuncture is necessary to save her life. But... after the acupuncture, the Queen will definitely remember everything from the past. And the Queen has been acupunctured twice. If you want the Queen to completely forget the past in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult..."
Hearing this, Xiao Jingheng pondered silently for a while, and then quickly said:
"Just focus on the treatment. As long as the queen is safe, there is no need to worry about anything else."
Imperial Doctor Zhang bowed and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, rest assured. I will do my best to ensure that the Empress is safe!"
After Xiao Jingheng left the inner chamber, Doctor Zhang began to "treat" Zhao Hua.
He first parted Zhaohua's thick black hair and gently pushed the skin with his fingertips near the top of his head.
Until a silver needle as thin as a hair gradually emerged from Zhaohua's scalp.
He then quickly and accurately grasped the needle tail and pulled out the entire needle.
Then he hid the silver needle and began to caress Zhaohua's lily vulva quickly.
Not long after, seeing Zhaohua slowly open his eyes, Doctor Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Hua turned his eyes to look at Doctor Zhang, smiled weakly, and whispered:
"You and I have passed another level."
Doctor Zhang said in fear: "This method is really dangerous, and I cannot guarantee that everything will be safe. Fortunately, Your Majesty is blessed by God..."
"Doctor Zhang is a skilled doctor, and I have always trusted you."
Today, the so-called Zhao Hua falling from Yuntai was just a cover.
The only one who actually fell from the cloud platform was Zhao Baozhong, who was secretly spying on Zhao Hua's every move.
He followed Zhao Hua onto the platform, but Xiao Fuzi took advantage of his unpreparedness and pushed him off the platform.
Afterwards, Zhao Hua only had some scratches on his body and lay quietly beside the dead Zhao Baozhong. Then, Doctor Zhang, who had been waiting by his side, inserted the hair-thin silver needle into Zhao Hua's skull.
With the silver needle pressing on the acupoint as an obstacle, the other imperial physicians could only diagnose that Zhao Hua's pulse was abnormal, but they were helpless.
And the only people accompanying Zhao Hua at that time were Ning Wanshuang and Rong Yue.
It would be easy for them to call a horse a zebra afterwards.
Although this move is risky, only if you win the fight will the road ahead be bright.
"Go tell the emperor later that I am fine now."
Zhao Hua slowly closed her heavy eyelids and said calmly, "I am tired. I need to have a good sleep first so that I can have enough energy to see how the emperor will act in front of me."
Zhaohua woke up at dawn the next day.
When she woke up, she found Jamel Xiao standing by her bed, staring at her intently.
Seeing her open her eyes, Jamel Xiao excitedly grabbed her hand.
"Zhao'er, you finally woke up!"
However, Zhao Hua suddenly pulled his hand back as if frightened.
She frowned, and her eyes were filled with complicated emotions as she looked at Jamel Xiao.
Xiao Jingheng's hand, which was half hanging in the air, suddenly froze, "Zhao'er... do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"
"Nothing." Zhao Hua shook his head with a gloomy look, then turned away and stopped looking at him.
"I am tired. Your Majesty, please go back first."
Hearing Zhao Hua calling him this, Xiao Jingheng was also stunned.
"Zhao'er... why don't you call me Xiao Lang?" [Ready! Start ky! ]
He gently stroked Zhaohua's cheek, forcing her to turn her head little by little.
The beauty looked back, but her face was already covered with tears.
Xiao Jingheng wiped her tears and asked tentatively:
"You...remembered something?"
Song Zhao used to be a woman of strong character.
She completely ignored the truth that it was easy to break, and even dared to question Xiao Jingheng harshly.
Today, Zhaohua has 'recovered' his past memories.
How could there be no shadow of Song Zhao on him?
She looked at Jamel Xiao with tears in her eyes, her expression was very complicated.
Love and hate are intertwined, hot and cold are distinct,
"Yes, I remember a lot. I remember Xiao Lang who treated me like a treasure, but I also remember the emperor who killed Cheng Yu and banished me to the cold palace..."
"As expected... you remembered everything."
Xiao Jingheng's face was filled with guilt, and the fingers on Zhao Hua's cheek began to tremble slightly.
He slowly withdrew his hand and said in a frustrated tone: "I also have my own difficulties, Zhao'er, are you willing to listen to my explanation?"
Zhao Hua wiped her tears sadly and said coldly and resolutely: "Now that things have come to this, Your Majesty, do you think it is necessary to explain anything to me?"
"Chengyu is not dead."
Xiao Jingheng's words were solemn, like a huge bell striking Zhaohua's ears.
She was completely stunned. "What did you say?"
Xiao Jingheng explained with red eyes: "I had no choice but to banish you to the cold palace and bury Cheng Yu alive. It seemed that I was ruthless to you and your son, but in fact, everything I did was out of my deep love.
I had noticed Concubine Hui's uncleanness early on, but I had no evidence, and I was also afraid that she would hurt you and Chengyu in private. So, I had no choice but to banish you to the cold palace, and although it seemed like a tiger eating its own cubs harmed Chengyu, I actually secretly sent him to Hengzhou and handed him over to my trusted people to take good care of him.
This way, no matter what happens in the court or the harem, I can at least keep you and your child safe."
As he was speaking, Xiao Jingheng saw Zhao Hua's tears rolling down like broken pearls.
I couldn't help but reach out to wipe her tears.
But this time, Zhao Hua did not dodge.
So he continued: "I know that if I tell you this, you will definitely not agree to the separation of mother and son. No matter what, although I am doing this for your and Cheng Yu's good, I did hide it from you and did something that hurt you. If you want to blame me, I have nothing to say..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing out.
It looks like a very genuine relationship.
Zhao Hua still looked incredulous and asked repeatedly, "Is Cheng Yu really not dead?"
Xiao Jingheng said solemnly, "Now that the scourge of Zhuyin has been eradicated, there is no need to fear it anymore. I have immediately asked Prince An to go to Hengzhou to bring Chengyu back. Soon, our son will be able to return to us."
He slowed down, held Zhaohua's hand tightly again, and said earnestly:
"Zhao'er, I protected you with such selfishness, but it also hurt your heart. But I am the emperor, and I have my own helplessness. Now that you know the truth, are you willing to... forgive me?"
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