Morbid pet

Chapter 34

The sun was shining brightly outside the window lattice, wisps of sunlight shone in from the gaps, and the rays of light pointed directly at the woman in front of the bed who was gradually recovering.

After a series of nourishment from heaven, material and earth treasures, Changle's sunken cheeks were now full again, and the heavy sickness between her brows slowly dissipated, as if she really just fell into a deep sleep.

In the past two days, Xie Zhao changed the place where he reviewed official documents to Changle's courtyard. He sat on the Eight Immortals table and often looked at her with his head propped up for an hour.

A golden butterfly flew by and landed on Changle's forehead, Xie Zhao got up and walked to her side to drive the butterfly away, touched the ground, and met a pair of extremely coquettish eyes.

Chang Le woke up.

Xie Zhao's heart was beating like a drum, and he said in a trembling voice, "Changle, it's all my fault. I hurt you again and again, and I won't do it again."

Chang Le sneered, rubbing her white hands on Xie Zhao's face, she laughed softly, "Handsome, what's your name? Where do you live?"

Xie Zhao:?
Knowing sincerity does not deceive others.

"Ah bah——" Liao Ran was sitting in the lonely small yard fishing for goldfish, and suddenly sneezed. He looked in the direction of the yard where Chang Le was in doubt, and scratched his little head.

Dian Cui and Die Shi heard the commotion inside, rushed in and shouted in unison: "Princess—"

Chang Le looked at the familiar maidservant, a hint of impatience flashed between his brows, "Go out first! Come in when I tell you!" Didn't you see a handsome guy in front of my bed, wouldn't I be shy?

"Yes"

Xie Zhao held her hand and answered her question just now: "My name is Xie Zhao, this is my home, and it is also your home."

"Mine?" Chang Le asked suspiciously, "I should live on the moon platform of the palace."

Chang Le immediately looked at him as if remembering something, and cast a reproachful look at him: "It is said that the husband and wife are one hundred days old, I don't think I am familiar with the decoration in this house, could it be that what happened to us last night?"

Xie Zhao sighed, "I really want something to happen."

Chang Le lifted the quilt to make sure that his clothes were in good condition, and at the same time fixed his eyes on Xie Zhao, "You mean, I just lay in your house for one night, and we slept together with all clothes on." Feel it."

Xie Zhao nodded.

Chang Le looked at him strangely, "It shouldn't be, you look so good-looking, are you my new face-to-face match? My head hurts so much, and my memory is intermittent."

Xie Zhao: "I am not your face."

Chang Le asked: "Then who are you?"

Xie Zhao: "I am the husband you Mingmei is marrying."

"Diancui! Butterfly poetry!" Changle suddenly called out, "Come in—"

"Princess."

"Your Highness."

Chang Le asked: "Is Xie Zhao my husband?"

The two glanced at Xie Zhao's pale face, and nodded to Chang Le in unison.

Chang Le had a headache, "Then why isn't he dead yet?"

It was the servant girl's turn to be silent.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. Is this Gong lost his memory? Why is the memory so messy?"

Xie Zhao strode out.

Dian Cui and Die Shi each slowly told her the story of their marriage from the beginning, Chang Le became more and more confused as she listened to it. When she heard that she pushed Xie Zhao off the cliff, her heart seemed to throb for a moment. And then there's the overwhelming headache.

The hostility in her eyebrows could not be dispelled, "Prepare the car and go to Tai Chi Hall!"

When Qiao Ming just arrived, Chang Le had already left the residence.

Xie Zhao asked the porter where she was going, then got on his horse and ran into the palace.

On the Hall of Tai Chi.

Li Tianren has believed in Taoism since he was 30 years old, and cultivated longevity. Although he cultivated the way of wealth and honor, his whole person has indeed become more energetic under the influence of lead and mercury compounds.

The original chaotic head was much more awake.

No, in the midsummer world, he was wearing a cotton coat.

In the middle of winter, he only wears unlined clothes most of the time, and he doesn't catch a cold.

The reason is that he will take different elixirs every season, which makes him afraid of cold and heat inappropriately, thus showing his celestial appearance.

Chang Le sat on the Tai Chi Hall with an irritable expression, and behind her were three eunuchs fanning her, for fear that the master would go crazy and bite someone.

Chang Le: "Brother Huang, why did you marry me to Xie Zhao! He is an eunuch!"

Xie Zhao happened to be at the door, just about to step into the hall, this sentence was like pouring a basin of cold water on him, it was cold from the beginning to the end.

Li Tianren asked suspiciously: "You have been married for more than half a year, why do you ask this suddenly?"

"What half a year?" Chang Le wondered, "Did Xie Zhao marry Bengong for half a year and still not die? This is too strange."

Li Tianren was even more confused, "Changle, don't you remember?"

"Yes." Chang Le propped his head and muttered: "After I got up today, I saw a very beautiful man standing in front of the bed. I thought he was my new recruit, but I didn't expect it to be my husband." But every time I think of Xie Zhao’s face, my head hurts! Then I can’t remember anything.”

Li Tianren's expression softened, "Fuman, Xuan Wuxin came to show Changle his body."

The queen who had been sitting beside her without saying a word said, "Changle, I allow you to move back to your platform to live in. Since you can't remember Xie Zhao, then you two should be together and face each other." Your health is not good either."

The emperor also felt that he should reconcile, and immediately opened his mouth to prepare an order, "Reconcile, Xie Zhao can't give you happiness, and the emperor also supports you. You have come to beg the emperor to let you and Xie Zhao reconcile."

Chang Le shook his head: "I can't reconcile."

The queen said coldly: "Why?"

"I don't know, anyway, I won't make peace with Xie Zhao until I figure out the memory I lost." Chang Le's attitude was firm, with a gloomy expression.

The queen snorted coldly and said: "Okay! It's up to you! But you have to move back to Lanyuetai to live, and make plans after your body recuperates."

Changle nodded in agreement.

Standing in the shadow, Xie Zhao walked towards the Queen's Fengxi Palace without looking back.

The queen seemed to see the corner of Xie Zhao's robe vaguely, her lips were slightly raised, and she also leaned over to leave, citing her discomfort as an excuse.

In Nuo Da's Tai Chi Hall, only Chang Le and Li Tianren are left.

Li Tianren wanted to care about Changle's body, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

It was he who insisted on marrying Changle to Xie Zhao in order to win over Xie Zhao.

He sighed silently.

At this time, Wu Xin came.

Wuxin: "See Your Majesty, see Your Highness."

Li Tianren: "National teacher please get up quickly. Changle accidentally fell into the water some time ago and suffered from a headache. Some memories have disappeared. Please help her look."

Wu Xin nodded and walked to Chang Le's side, "Your Highness, stretch out your hand."

Chang Le stretched out her wrist obediently, "Master, how is it? Can my memory be retrieved?"

Wuxin kept frowning, and after a long while, he said: "The poor monk has no other choice, maybe the memories that shouldn't disappear will always come back by themselves." He took out a blue charm from his arms, and handed it to him. Give it to Changle, "This is a meditation talisman, and I will wear it on my body."

"Why do you want me to wear a meditation talisman?"

Wuxin just shook her head without saying a word, staring at each other with Changle for a long time, as if exploring the abyss in each other's eyes.

(End of this chapter)