Xuan Yan Gu Zheng

Speaking of this, the eldest prince asked his father: "I don't understand. Mother loves Yong'er so much that she doesn't want him to do homework. You can play whatever you want, as long as you want. Why didn't you want to satisfy Yong'er that time?"

Gu Zheng was asked again, how should he explain that Xuan Yan wanted to raise Fei Yong'er?

He couldn't speak.

It's all his fault...

"Okay, after finishing homework, go to Zhengyang Palace to play with Yong'er. He is your mother's only relative, so don't dislike him, you know?"

"Well, I remember that Yong'er used to look a lot like his mother. Although he is not the same now, I don't despise him at all. I will treat him well no matter what he becomes!"

The eldest prince sat on the low table beside him, and began to read the few memorials his father gave him.

I don't know why, but the emperor would ask him what he thinks after reading it, and occasionally he would adopt his opinions on how to deal with it.

What is that word called?

Plucking seedlings to encourage growth, yes, he hasn't read all the words yet!

These complaints passed in a flash, and he went to Zhengyang Palace after earnestly finishing what his father told him.

In fact, no matter how many times they play together, Yong'er will never know him at all.

Don't even remember his sister.

The eldest prince murmured silently in his heart: "Mother, father has already found many folk masters, you are alive in heaven, you must bless Yong'er, and bless him to recover. Father said, when Yong'er recovers, follow me." Let's practice martial arts together! He also said that Yong'er must have learned faster and better than me. I haven't even started yet, so I'm not convinced by just praising Yong'er..."

"His Royal Highness!" Qi Xin stepped forward in surprise when she saw him coming.

This is not the usual reaction.

"Master Yong'er recognized his servant today!" She wiped her tears excitedly.

"What?" The eldest prince was surprised.

He knew that all kinds of folk doctors had been coming to the palace to treat Yong'er, and the heirs of the Immortal Medical Needle had successfully cleared the blood stasis in Yong'er's brain. running.

But he still didn't recognize anyone and became dumbfounded.

Only when playing with the eldest prince and the little eunuchs, did he become lively.

"This time, an elder from Miao Jiang came to see him and said that Yong'er was suffering from a loss of soul. When the head was injured, the three souls and seven souls lost one soul and one soul. They can get it back! Only once did the method, Yong'er I will recognize the servant girl!"

Qixin was happy and sad at the same time, this must be because the empress is alive in heaven!

The eldest prince ran in excitedly, Yong'er must have recognized him too!

Inside the hall, there was a strange pattern drawn on the ground, Yong'er sat quietly in the center, and didn't react when she saw the First Prince.

But when he saw Qi Xin who came in behind, his dull eyes flickered, and his eyeballs stopped on her, and he even smiled.

"After the old man casts the spell a few more times to let the child's missing soul return, he will be able to return to normal, but the memory will stay before the injury."

Elder Miao Jiang looks like a young man, according to him, he is over a hundred years old.

At first, Qixin didn't think it was a magic stick, and the emperor was in a hurry to go to the doctor, but now seeing Yong'er smiling at him, he finally believed that there are really masters in this world.

Before, Yong'er was slobbering with drooling, but after the blood clot was removed, she was sluggish, unable to smile at all.

"That's already great! I didn't even dare to think that Master Yong would recover one day!"

Those three years of silly memories, it’s better to forget them, what’s the point of remembering them?

The eldest prince said happily: "Yong'er can study with me now!"

Qi Xin laughed with tears in her eyes, "He can't keep up with His Highness's progress..."

"I'm talking about practicing martial arts!" The eldest prince entered the room for a while, and seemed to see Gu Zheng, and hurriedly saluted respectfully, "I pay my respects to my father, my father, is my son right? Yong'er can be with my son." Practice martial arts."

"If you're practicing martial arts, I think Yong'er's progress will surpass you soon." Gu Zheng smiled.

Only when he came to Zhengyang Palace would he show a rare smile.