Rebirth of a Counterattack: Godly Doctor Shizi Fei

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Chapter 733

Zheng Zhongwen didn't leave him, he kept thinking about this Qi Rongyue, but he couldn't remember how he looked like, whether he was the one who stabbed him with a knife.

The next day, it was learned that one of Min Heng, who had been awake by Zheng Zhongwen, rushed to the state government early in the morning.

"The King of Jin is here. If you miss it, please come to the seat." Zheng Guogong told Min Hengzhi.

Min Hengzhi laughed: "You don't need to be polite, Zheng Guogong. I am here today to see Zhong Wen. I heard he woke up?"

Zheng Guogong nodded and sighed: "Waking up is awake, but he doesn't recognize anyone. He doesn't even remember who he is. I really don't know what to do."

After returning to the dynasty, Min Hengzhi searched ancient books in the Forbidden Palace's library, and found several records about the bead. Among them, this situation was mentioned. Humans use the bead to resurrect, and the bead and its broken heart Fusion, the body is reborn, but those memories in the heart are also broken with the broken heart.

In this case, he expected.

Min Hengzhi said: "Although regrettable, it may not be a bad thing."

Zheng Guogong was puzzled: "What does King Jin say?"

Min Hengzhi said: "Rong Yue now stays in the Zhou Dynasty to marry Zhou An. If Zhong Wen still has memories at this time, how can he accept it? So Rong Yue is a marriage agreement that was allowed for the century-long diplomatic relations between the Chu and Zhou dynasties. How can it be destroyed? What are the consequences, you know better than anyone. "

Zheng Guo justice: "But Zhong Wen will remember it sooner or later. By that time, what should happen will still happen, and it cannot be avoided."

Min Hengzhi shook his head: "Maybe not, even if one day really, I believe that Zhong Wen has already started a new life and will take care of the overall situation."

Zheng Guogong thought carefully and felt very reasonable, then nodded: "It makes sense, this may not really be a bad thing, let alone, I will talk about it later."

Min Hengzhi went to Zheng Zhongwen's room. Zheng Zhongwen was still sitting in a daze at the table. On the table was a picture that had just been drawn. The woman in the painting had a sharp blade in her hand and her beautiful brows were wrinkled tightly, as if trying to kill someone.

Min Hengzhi stood behind him and shouted at him: "Zhongwen."

He turned back and saw the handsome and unparalleled man, some familiar, but more strange.

"Who are you?" He frowned.

Min Hengzhi stepped forward, glanced at the painting on the table, and his flat brow frowned immediately, pointing at the painting and asking, "Who painted it?"

Zhong Wen raised his hand, and still had a little ink on his hand. He took a wet cloth towel and slowly wiped the ink on his hand, and said quietly: "What did I paint? Do you know the person in the picture?"

Min Hengzhi was silent, and Sangui, who came to pick up the cloth towel, glanced and said, "Isn't this Miss Qi? Do you remember her?"

Zhong Wen sneered: "Sure enough, it was her, who was so ruthless, and it turned out to be this woman of her age." He frowned, and his heart began to hurt again.

Min Hengzhi's face changed, Shen said, "You are not allowed to say her that."

Zheng Zhongwen raised an eyebrow and looked at Min Hengzhi: "No? Why not? Who are you?"

Sangui busyly said, "My son, this is Jin King. He and you and Miss Qi are friends."

Zheng Zhongwen said with a loud whisper, "So, do you also know this woman who is dying?"

Min Heng's face was cold and cold: "I said, you are not allowed to say that she is moving towards dusk, she is not."

"She isn't? If she isn't, shouldn't she be here waiting to marry me now? How did she marry a prince in what Zhou Dynasty?"