I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

As soon as Hua Fan thought about it, she saw a person running from outside Lan Yan Hall, panting towards the lecture hall.

The man moved very fast, and when he saw Hua Fan, he couldn't dodge in time, and knocked him to the ground with a "boom".

"Ugh..."

Hua Fan touched the stinging forehead and said, "Little brother, what are you running for?"

Huayan said in a deep voice: "Flowers, don't be rude."

He walked quickly to the door and helped the man up.

Hua Fan noticed that the man was wearing a brown shirt with an iron sword pinned to his waist, which was the standard attire of an officer.

He rubbed his forehead, stood up with tears in his eyes, bowed to the man and said: "Hua Fan didn't notice, and accidentally bumped into your lord, please forgive me."

The man didn't bother with Hua Fan, just nodded slightly to him, then bowed to Hua Yan and said, "I'm Wu Yi, from the Hall of Disobedience. My lord sent me to pass the message to Master, saying that Mr. Hua from your place will be here. Disobedience Hall will stay for a few days, Master, please don't worry."

Hua Fan's heart sank again.He said: "Disobedience Hall? Why does Huayin go to Disobedience Hall?"

The guard glanced at him and said, "It's inconvenient to sue Young Master for the job of Disobeying the Palace of Discipline."

Hua Yan glanced at Hua Fan reproachfully, then bowed back and said, "Thank you for telling me, my lord."

The guard nodded, turned around and started to walk back and forth.

"Hey, wait a minute—"

Hua Fan stretched out his hand to grab the opponent's shoulder, and as soon as he opened his mouth to ask, the guard's expression froze, and he turned around to grab Hua Fan, trying to push Hua Fan to the ground.

Startled, Hua Fan dodged and jumped back, avoiding the guard's attack.

The guard probably acted subconsciously, but he was taken aback when he saw this, and stopped immediately.He lowered his head, clasped his fists and said, "Master, I've offended you."

Hua busy said: "It's nothing, I was the one who was abrupt."

He bowed to the guard and said, "Hua Fan is Mr. Hua's good friend, and I just heard about the change in the Hua family..."

He paused and said, "Can I meet Mr. Hua?"

The guard looked very young, and he didn't think he had been employed for long.He hesitated for a while, and said: "Young Master, go back with me for now, and then let me ask Master Chess Judge for instructions."

Those who worked in Wangyun Palace at that time were the four judges of "Qinqi, Calligraphy and Painting";

And the chess judge is the literary judge who also works part-time in the disobedience palace.

Upon hearing this, Hua Fan nodded quickly and said, "Then I will trouble you sir."

The guard nodded and walked straight forward.Hua Fan also signaled Hua Yan not to worry, and followed the footsteps of the guards.

After Hua Fan got the palace entry permit and the chess judge's permission to enter the Disobedience Hall, it was already an hour later.

The guard led him into the inner hall of the Disobedience Hall, and he himself withdrew from the hall, closing the door gently.

"Brother Hua?"

Hua Fan couldn't wait to walk a few steps inside, and saw a wooden chair inside with a thick soft blanket on it.

Hua Yin huddled in the corner of the inner hall, his face was pale, and his clothes were covered with black ash and blood.A thick bandage was wrapped around his left hand, but there was still some blood oozing out.

Seeing this, Hua Fan's face changed drastically, and he rushed to Hua Yin directly, saying, "Brother Hua, you... are you okay?"

Hua Yin stared straight at the ground without answering.His face had been cleaned, and there was not even a trace of a tear on it.

Hua Fan carefully sat down beside Hua Yin, and said softly, "Brother Hua, where is Brother Lin? Isn't he with you?"

Hua Fan originally thought that since Hua Yin was safe, maybe Lin Li would be fine.But when Hua Yin heard what he said, his body shook violently, and his face instantly turned pale.He pursed his lips tightly, but didn't want to speak.

Seeing this, Hua Fan thought that Lin Li had already been killed, so after his eyes dimmed, he said, "Brother Hua, don't be sad, Brother Lin—"

Hua Yin suddenly clenched his hands tightly and shouted, "Don't mention him to me!"

Seeing that Hua Yin's eyes were confused, Hua Fan was trembling all over, and hurriedly said: "Okay, don't mention him, don't mention him."

Hua Yin gasped for breath and slowly calmed down.He was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Hua Fan, do you know... know what happened to my family?"

Hua Fan nodded and said, "I heard about it."

Hua Yin didn't speak again.He gritted his teeth hard, as if trying to suppress his emotions, not to show his vulnerable side.

Hua Fan recalled the conversation with the old bag seller last night, and said, "Brother Hua, if you want to cry, just cry, it will make you feel better."

Hua Yin shook his head and remained silent.

I don't know if it was because of the cold, his whole body was trembling, and his teeth were gnashing loudly, but he still sat on the cold floor, refusing to get up to make himself feel better.Hua Fan tried to get a soft blanket for him, but the other party knocked it away.

Seeing Hua Yin shrank stubbornly in place, Hua Fan thought for a while, reached out and took out the jade pendant in her bosom, and placed it carefully in front of her:

"Brother Hua, this jade pendant is for you. The floor is too cold, it won't be cold if you touch it."

After all, he was still young, and he didn't know how to comfort others, so he could only clumsily express some kindness.

Hua Yin stared at the jade pendant for a long time, then slowly let go of his clenched hands and picked it up.Holding the jade pendant, he sat quietly without speaking.

Hua Fan also sat silently beside Hua Yin, occasionally reaching out to pat Hua Yin's shoulder, trying to make him feel better.

During this process, he couldn't help but sneezed a few times, but in the spirit of sharing the pain with Huayin, he didn't use spells to keep warm.

The two of them sat for a long, long time, until the officer just entered the palace, saying that the disobedient palace is about to go down, please Hua Fan quickly leave the palace;

Hua Fan got up slowly, sucked his nose, and said to Hua Yin:

"Brother Hua, if you need anything in the future, just come to me, I'm free anytime."

Hua Yin cast a glance at Hua Fan, the proud look no longer on his face.He nodded, and after Hua Fan left, he let the guards pull him up and walked out of the Hall of Disobedience.

A few days later, Hua Yin returned to Lanyan Hall and continued to study with the help of the chess judge.

However, at this time, the Hualin murder had spread like wildfire.Knowing the decline of the Hua family, the students who were actively trying to please Hua Yin all turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone. When they saw Hua Yin, it was as if they had seen some poisonous insects and beasts.

Some students are quite sensible, but they just avoid Hua Yin.Others, with malice in their hearts, intended to oppress this former proud son of heaven.

At first, they were worried about judging the game, so they only dared to do things secretly, such as putting spiders in Huayin's soup, pouring cold water into his bed, and so on.

But as time went by, they became bolder and domineering when they saw that Hua Yin did not resist.

Hua Fan was busy with her own affairs, so it was impossible for her to hang around Hua Yin all day long, and Hua Yin had a more arrogant personality, so she never asked for help.

Therefore, this kind of bullying was not exposed until after Huayin suffered irreparable injuries.

"How could you break his tendons!"

Hua Fan accidentally ran into the scene where Hua Yin was seriously injured, and hurriedly used spells to wave away the perpetrators.He knelt down on the ground, hugged the unconscious Hua Yin, and questioned him tremblingly.

"Hua Fan, don't meddle in other people's business. This kid used to rely on his family background and looked down on others. We just want to teach him a lesson."

"Yeah, didn't he ever look down on you? Are you amazing in terms of qualifications?"

"Besides, he can cut his own left hand. What's wrong with us cutting his right hand? Now, let's see what he can be proud of."

Hua Fan tore off the fabric from the cuff, and wrapped Hua Yin's right wrist around it to cover up the hideous blood hole.

"If you do this, can you win for yourself? Brother Hua is indeed talented and born, but is he lazy in his studies?"

Hua Fan looked at Hua Yin's almost transparent white face, and couldn't help but throbbing in his heart.

"He is proud, but did he use his family background to bully you? You used to be in power, hoping to get benefits from the Hua family, but now that you see brother Hua losing power, you all come to add insult to injury?"

Those students looked at each other, eyes full of disdain: "Hua Fan, don't talk so high-mindedly. The reason why you protect him is not just to please Master Chess Judge?"

"That's right, but after Master Chess judge sent him here, he never appeared again. You, save your energy and continue to curry favor with the masters."

"Yes, yes, do you think the master doesn't know what we have done? I see, in the whole Lanyantang, only you and your godfather are idiots who like to pick up the rubbish on the side of the road - what are you doing?"

Hua Fan was really angry.He drew out the bamboo sword at his waist, and with a wave of sword energy, he knocked the group of students to the ground.

"I finally know why Brother Hua looks down on you guys."

Hua Fan bent down and hugged Hua Yin, with unconcealable disgust in his eyes.

"You will just keep complaining about your own life experience, complaining that God is unfair to you, and then huddle together in a self-righteous way to keep warm.

You are jealous of people who are better than you. Being pure in character means putting on airs, and being strong in swordsmanship means being gifted, but you have never thought about why others can do it but you can’t. "

Hua Fan stared at the few people who were still mourning for their parents, and said: "I am not naturally suitable for sword practice, but my sword skills are among the best in Lan Yantang. Do you know why?"

Without waiting for the group of students to answer, he quickly crossed a few corners and kicked out his adoptive father's room.

Huayan was sipping tea leisurely, but when she saw Hua Fan kicking in the door, she was so frightened that she dropped her cup.

He was about to ask questions, but when he saw Hua Yin in Hua Fan's arms, he stopped talking.

"Isn't this the Hua family? Why..."

Hua Fan carefully placed Hua Yin on the bamboo mat, and said: "Father, his right wrist was pierced with a hole, and all the veins were broken. Can you help me see if it can be cured?"

Huayan raised Huayin's right hand, closed his eyes to investigate for a while, and said, "This... the skin and flesh can be cured, but the root of sword practice..."

Hua Fan originally had a glimmer of hope, but upon hearing this, she froze.He glanced at Hua Yin and said, "But, Brother Hua..."

Hua Yan said: "His tendons are not only broken, but also smashed to pieces. It's good to be able to move, let alone use a sword."

The flowers bloom silently.

Huayan said again: "I'll talk about the details later. You go out first, and I'll heal him."

Hua Fan bowed deeply and said, "Thank you foster father."

He exited the small room and closed the door gently.

When Hua Fan visited again, Hua Yin was already awake.He sat on the pit with a bloodless face, his eyes staring blankly ahead.

Hua Fan put down the tray in his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Hua, I heard from my adoptive father that you haven't eaten a grain of rice or touched a drop of water all day. Are you imitating the Taoist priest in the script and practicing bigu?"

He wanted to tease Hua Yin, even if it made him angry, it would be better than the current lifeless state.

Huayin looked at Huafan, but it seemed that he was looking into the distance.

Hua Fan thought for a while, and said: "Brother Hua, you don't eat or drink like this, let others see you, and think that Lan Yantang treats students so harshly."

Hua Yin moved his lips, but still didn't speak.He closed his eyes and ignored Hua Fan.

Hua Fan scratched her head, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and said, "Brother Hua, do you have pain in your hand, that's why you can't eat? Tell me earlier, I can feed you."

Hearing this, Hua Yin suddenly opened his eyes.He stared at the pumpkin slices that were handed to his mouth, then suddenly raised his right hand and knocked down the chopsticks.

"I don't hurt! I'm fine!"

After Huayin finished this action, it seemed that the wound was affected, his face became paler, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Hua Fan quickly put down the bowl, for fear that Hua Yin would force herself to move again.He looked at the other party's bandage-wrapped hands, remained silent for a moment, and said:

"Brother Hua, do you know? My foster father won't let me practice swords anymore."

When Hua Yin heard the word "sword", he was obviously stimulated.The corner of his mouth trembled slightly, and he asked, "Why?"

Hua Fan smiled and said: "No reason, it's just that he finally found out that I'm not good for sword practice. However, he also noticed that I have a very high talent in spells, so from tomorrow onwards, I will no longer practice swordsmanship." Don, go to the Curse Pavilion to study instead."

Hua Yin was silent for a while, then said, "You don't have to be like this."

Hua Fan smiled and said, "Why don't you do that? By the way, Brother Hua, are we friends now? Then you have to accompany me, otherwise I will go to the Curse Pavilion alone, and I will be bored to death."

Hua Yin said: "Hua Fan, you don't have to—"

This was the first time he called Hua Fan by his name.Hua Fan clapped her hands and said, "That's the decision! I'll tell my adoptive father and ask him to help us transfer classes!"

He picked up the chopsticks that were on the ground, cleaned them with the dust sweeping technique, and said, "The pumpkin slices are quite sweet. Brother Hua, don't you just like sweets? I deliberately added a big bowl for you..."

Hua Yin said: "Don't eat."

Hua Fan was taken aback, and said: "Brother Hua, do you want to continue bigu?"

Hua Yin stretched out his left hand and snatched the chopsticks from his hand.Seeing this, Hua Fan quickly picked up her rice bowl and put it in front of Hua Yin.

Hua Yin took a deep breath, twisted his left hand, manipulated the chopsticks with blunt movements, and ate up all the rice, pickles, and sliced ​​meat in the bowl, leaving only the pile of orange pumpkin slices.

After he finished eating, he took a breath and said, "I won't eat sweets anymore."

Hua Fan didn't quite understand his psychological changes, so he said, "Okay, I'll remember. Brother Hua, what else do you need?"

Hua Yin said: "Not anymore."

Hua Fan nodded, picked up the tray and was about to leave.

"Thank you."

Hua Fan turned her head and said, "What?"

Hua Yin lowered his head, stared at the ground and said, "Thank you."

Hua Fan was flattered, and ran to Hua Yin and said, "Brother Hua, what did you say?"

Hua Yin held back for a while, then raised her head gently, and said, "Thank you, Hua Fan."

Hua Fan was so happy that she wanted to go to heaven.He moved briskly and walked away with the tray in his hand.