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Chapter 178 What Do You Remember?

Ling Yuan stood back under the curtain, silently looking at the bloodless person on the bed, feeling an unusually strong stabbing pain in his heart.

She used to be coquettish with her uncle and aunt even when she fell, but now she has become so strong that she doesn't care about her injuries.

Regarding Ling Yan's death, he has not yet found any evidence to prove that what she said is true, but what she said has been verified.

If it was true that her trauma back then was premeditated, then why did he disagree with Huo Rong, thinking that Ling Yan's death might also have something to do with her amnesia?

Regardless of whether it is related or not, her amnesia is obviously a conspiracy, but so far, except for Ling Yan, she is the only one who has endured everything in the end.

Even when they took her back home, they believed the imperial physician's diagnosis, thinking that she hadn't recovered for a long time because of her weak constitution.

What was she suffering while they were all heaving a sigh of relief?
What did the murderer behind her do to her, hitting her occipital bone so hard that she, who had never suffered before, suffered such pain?

She said that if she knew that Ling Yan would die, she would have told him earlier, why didn't he think so at this moment?

If only he could have paid more attention to her then.It would be nice if he didn't trust the imperial physician so much at the time.

Although the Ling family looked the most innocent, at least they still had her to vent to.

What about her?But I have endured four years with so many sufferings that I know and don't know.

He looked sideways out of the window, gritted his teeth and walked out.

Changying saw him open and close the door, and then said to Huo Rong, "Why are you here?"

"I asked Tong Qi to come here, not to let him relax."

Huo Rong wiped her face with a handkerchief, then wiped her hands after wiping her face, even under her nails.

He noticed it when Ling Yuan went out, but he didn't know it psychologically. After discussing with them to the level just now, he himself couldn't feel at ease.

The imperial doctor is in the palace, if Yang Ji is not the murderer, who else could be suspected besides the emperor?

It is true that there are other people who can instruct the imperial physician to conceal the truth. After all, Changying was only a general at that time. She had no official status, so it was relatively easy to fake it.

But he is still afraid of that possibility. If the black hand behind the scenes is really the emperor, many things will no longer be as simple as he thought before.

Liang Feng, who was packing up the medical equipment, watched them secretly from the side, and said, "I'll let someone decoct the medicine first."

Then he closed the door and walked out.

Changying already wanted to avoid him from seeing him, so she looked at the closed door and withdrew her hand.

Huo Rong competed with her eyes for a while, and finally pulled out the pillow from her back silently, trying to help her lie down.

Changying supported herself when her body was tilted down, and then raised her head: "Did Shaoqing catch the perpetrator?"

Huo Rong didn't know how to answer.

Once this topic is followed, it will be sooner or later that she will ask the imperial doctor who lied in the past.

With her keenness, it will be a matter of time before the emperor becomes suspicious.She will be wary of the emperor after all, so what about him?

He didn't respond, but Changying started talking on her own: "Just before I passed out, I suddenly remembered something."

Huo Rongdun was halfway, looking at her in a bent posture.

Changying leaned back, looked at him and said, "That's a masked man, he asked me, who was I with during those half a month?"

Huo Rong seemed to have an electric current rising from the soles of his feet and hitting his heart directly.

"The half month refers to the half month when you and I were on the mountain together."

Huo Rong stood stiffly for a moment before sitting down, and recovered his voice from his throat: "What do you remember?"

"I don't remember all of them, but I suddenly had a lot of impressions." Changying clenched her sleeves and frowned, "I was surrounded by people on the mountain road.

"We met each other. There were many of them, and they were very capable. I didn't have a weapon, so I couldn't fight. I was injured, and they took me back.

"The first person who came out to see me was a man who looked like a housekeeper."

Like a dream, with the pain in her mind when she was dizzy, those pictures of course popped up suddenly.

Deep and shallow, not particularly clear, but I can realize that it is indeed part of her memory!

Because even recalling the injuries on her body at that time, she could still find deep pain.

"The housekeeper seemed surprised when he saw me..."

Huo Rong didn't answer, he was totally unprepared that she would recover her memory at this time.

"Do you remember what he looks like? Can you draw it?" His Adam's apple rolled.

"I don't remember." Changying said, "It's very vague. I don't know any of them. The masked man is younger than the housekeeper, I don't know him, and I don't know his voice well. It's for sure that they all know martial arts.

"But they all seem to know me. The man was brought in by the housekeeper. He looked at me for a while, and then asked me that question."

Huo Rong was silent for a while: "What else did you ask?"

"He didn't ask me anything else, but he did mention a man, whom they called 'Fifth Master'."

When Changying said this, her eyes also became suspicious: "They seem to be very respectful to this fifth master. Even though the masked man looked very arrogant, he was cautious when mentioning fifth master. They seemed to be asking fifth master how to deal with it. I."

Huo Rong stopped talking.

All over the world, no, there are countless powerful people who are ranked fifth in the capital, and he himself is also ranked fifth. If this is a clue, wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack?
Even among the people who knew her—as Miss Jiaojiao of the Ling family, how many people in the capital would not know her?
This is also not a clue, the only thing that can be proved is that the other party did not come for her at that time.

All that was left was that question that had some meaning.

The other party asked her who she was with during the half month. Judging from the information on this time, the murderer obviously knew when she fell off the cliff.

And the reason why these people would ask such a question, isn’t it——

"I guess, they should be the ones who chased and killed you back then."

As soon as she thought of this, Chang Ying calmly opened her mouth.

She raised her eyes and said, "They didn't come for me, they came for you. When I left Zhuangzi that night, something happened on the way, there must have been rumors. They were naturally surprised when they saw me reappearing half a month after falling off the cliff.

"But then I realized that you fell off the cliff with me after searching for half a month but there was no trace, so I expected you and me to be together for half a month."

After waking up, she couldn't calm down, and she didn't know where to start talking.

But after that moment of tidying up, she has figured out the context.

"Since they prevented you from rescuing the Qian family, it is obvious that their purpose is not to let the Qian family escape. But they also want to catch you. Don't you know who they are?" she asked.

(End of this chapter)