The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

"Aunt Qing, Jiujiu will go find your father right now. You can give Brother Da Zhuang and Sister Xia a good look, and then wait for Jiujiu to come back."

"it is good."

Qingzi's eyes were full of indulgence and pampering.

Jiujiu left, taking the basket of red dates with her to find her father.

But Jiujiu learned on the way that her father had gone to Fengyi Palace to see her mother, so she had no choice but to go to Fengyi Palace to find her father.

After arriving at Fengyi Palace, Jiujiu was affected by the heavy atmosphere in Fengyi Palace.

The palace people all had sullen faces and dark eyes, and some of them were secretly shedding tears.

The atmosphere was heavy and depressing.

Jiujiu couldn't be happy anymore, her steps were a little heavy, and her mood was hard to express in words.

Jiujiu lowered his head and slowly entered Fengyi Palace and came to the queen's bedside.

Emperor Zhaoning was also there at the moment and seemed to be talking to the queen.

What he said is unknown.

It must not be a good topic.

Jiujiu sighed.

"Jiujiu, are you here?" When Emperor Zhaoning saw Jiujiu, his mood was no longer so heavy, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, here we come."

Jiujiu suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart and took out the red dates in the basket for everyone to eat.

"Dad, mother, do you all want to try this jujube?"

"It's so sweet."

"Okay, try one."

Emperor Zhaoning and the Queen tasted a jujube each.

To be honest, both of them had no appetite and didn't want to eat, but they didn't want to see the little girl disappointed and unhappy, so they reluctantly ate.

However, after eating the dates, both of them were shocked.

This jujube...

really tasty.

It tastes better than the ones in the palace.

The dates in the palace are not so fresh and sweet.

The two ate a few more. After eating, Jiujiu told Emperor Zhaoning that he wanted Qingzi to choose a day to rest.

Emperor Zhaoning agreed.

The queen said nothing.

The queen's body couldn't bear it any longer and her old illness relapsed. She was very tired and fell asleep after eating the dates.

Jiujiu wanted to persuade the queen again, but Emperor Zhaoning asked her to step aside first and not to affect the queen's rest. She would talk about it later.

The queen had been unable to sleep at night for the past two days, and her mind was a little unclear. She kept shouting the names of her two sons and became confused.

Today, my consciousness was a little clearer, I ate a few dates, and slept peacefully.

Just let her sleep a little longer!

"Okay!" Jiujiu glanced at the queen reluctantly, then transferred to Tai Hospital to find Da Zhuang and Xia Xiaoyun.

At this moment, Da Zhuang was being treated by Qing Taiyi.

Doctor Qing could see that Da Zhuang had suffered serious head injuries and bruises, so that he often had headaches now, and some fragmented memory fragments always flashed through his mind, which he couldn't grasp or hold firmly, but they were real.

This is a sign that the lost memories are being revived.

Doctor Qing told Da Zhuang the situation and then began to administer acupuncture.

She wants to use acupuncture to disperse the accumulated blood in Da Zhuang's head. In this way, Da Zhuang's head will no longer hurt, and his memory is expected to be restored early.

However, just this one injection is not enough.

At the very least, it takes at least half a month of continuous acupuncture to disperse.

But looking at the clothes of Da Zhuang and Xia Xiaoyun, they should be ordinary people. They don't live in the capital. How can they let her perform acupuncture continuously?

This is really a big problem.

Qingzi didn't know how to solve it.

When the little princess comes back, let’s ask the little princess again!

Qingzi thought like this and gave Da Zhuang acupuncture seriously. After the acupuncture was completed, Da Zhuang felt anxious and wanted to relieve himself, so the medicine boy took him there.

Xia Xiaoyun did not follow. Xia Xiaoyun stayed and asked Imperial Physician Qing to take her pulse and see how the fetus was.

On the way back from Da Zhuang's relief, his head no longer hurt, but several fragmented memory fragments flashed through his mind.

The scary thing is that this memory fragment is completely consistent with his current environment.

Da Zhuang looked at the world where he was in confusion and muttered to himself: "I'm just a farmer."

"Why do you have memories of the palace?"

"it's wired."

"This is my first time coming to the palace."

"Everything here should feel strange."

Da Zhuang thought like this, rubbed his head, and slowly walked forward in the direction of his memory. He walked through all the places that matched the fragments of his memory.

His big rough hands touched the tiles on the palace wall next to him piece by piece.

The feeling of big hands touching the tiles was very familiar, as if he had done this many years ago.

Da Zhuang became more and more confused.

When they saw Da Zhuang's palace people near the Taiyuan Hospital, they all felt that Da Zhuang looked familiar, but they couldn't remember where they had seen Da Zhuang.

"never seen it."

"The memory is confused! All of a sudden."

"No, no, it's not a memory disorder. He...he really looks like the Sixth Prince who was washed away by the river. Yes, that's the Sixth Prince."

"But the sixth prince back then, who was only twelve years old, was able to follow him out of the palace to deal with floods. He was such a good person, so talented and beautiful. He was so different from the person in front of him."

Today's Sixth Prince Feng Tianshu, also known as Da Zhuang, has experienced great catastrophes of life and death, and the passage of time. He has spent almost ten long years outside with his back facing the earth, and he is no longer the young man he once was.

Even though he looks better than the average person, he still can't compare to the appearance of the proud man who had just fledged.

He now has dark skin, thick bones, and is wearing linen clothes. There are traces of being polished by time on his body, and his eyes no longer have the original brilliance, and he is just like a farmer.

He was so different from the Sixth Prince.

"What are you thinking about? How could this person be the Sixth Prince?"

"If this person is the sixth prince, I will have no descendants."

said a certain eunuch.

"Ahem..." Haven't you already given up your descendants?

Besides, there is no point in talking about cutting off descendants.

"Stop." The eunuch who spoke was completely unaware that after he said what he just said, everyone looked at him meaningfully. He stretched out his hand to stop Da Zhuang, who was moving forward, and asked, "Who are you? Where are you going? This palace is not a place where you can wander around."

"Where did it come from? Where does it go back?"

When Da Zhuang heard this, he took out the token that Jiujiu gave him when he entered the palace. Jiujiu said that this thing could help him solve problems when he ran into trouble.

When people in the palace see this thing, no one dares to embarrass him, and everyone will give way.

Whoever dares to embarrass you will die.

Sure enough, when the eunuch saw what Da Zhuang had in his hand, he nodded respectfully and took a step back. He stepped out of the way and did not dare to stop him. He even said flatteringly: "This princess's distinguished guest, if you want to see the princess, , I can take you there."

"I won't be bothered."

"I am willing to lead the way for you."

"No need." Da Zhuang refused.

Da Zhuang just wanted to walk around based on the fragments that emerged in his memory. He didn't need to go anywhere in particular.

He also just wanted to find an explanation for the strange and familiar fragments in his memory.