Madame Demon has lost her memory

Wanhe Mountain is not suitable for planting orange trees, so Qin Lanzhi worked hard to plant a large area, but only a small handful survived, and the fruit was so small and shriveled that it was almost inedible.

But at least it became a forest, so I built a small bamboo building in it, covered with felt, and supported by strong wooden piles underneath, so it is warm in winter and cool in summer, very comfortable.

Xie Yulan was blindfolded and sent to the front of the small building. Qin Lanzhi put down her hands and leaned into his ear and whispered, "Here we are. See if you like it?"

Qin Lanzhi's eyes were filled with anticipation. This is the bamboo house he built for Xie Yulan with his own hands back then. The two of them lived here for many days on the day they got married. The Shuanglan Palace in front seemed to separate the rivers, lakes and martial arts. , The world of mortals, life is so chic and happy.

But his expectations were in vain.

Xie Yulan blinked and looked around, with a surprised expression on her face: "Ah, this building..."

Qin Lanzhi looked at him: "How is it?"

"Very distinctive." Xie Yulan nodded, hesitated to speak, "These... are the orange groves that the eldest son is talking about? This..."

"The climate on the mountain is not suitable for planting orange trees. These are the rare ones that can survive." Qin Lanzhi said, "It grows a little shorter, with sparse branches and leaves, and the fruit is inedible. But it has a fragrance. Can you smell it?"

As if offering a treasure, Qin Lan pulled his daughter-in-law to stand under a short tree: "Does it smell good?"

The other party was full of love, and Xie Yulan was not the kind of ungrateful person, so she said calmly: "It smells good. It has a fruity fragrance."

"I know you like this." Qin Lanzhi pushed the other party to the bamboo building again, "Sir, I will live here from now on, let Hua San prepare for anything you need."

Xie Yulan boarded the bamboo building and looked around. The short orange grove seemed to have another style.Surrounded by white mist, the mountains in the distance are faintly visible, and the sky is high and the earth is wide, which is refreshing.

The bamboo building is surprisingly large, with the windows propped up by bamboo poles, the orange grove in the distant mountains seems to be framed by a picture frame made of bamboo.

There is a wooden couch under the window, with mosquito-repelling herbs hanging on it. The couch is covered with soft and hard cushions, and a chessboard is placed in the middle.

Dust fell on the chessboard, and a few leaves fell on it, barely covering the unfinished chess game.

On the other side there are tables, chairs, bookcases, dining tables and couch. The back of the couch is separated by a screen. Inside is a wooden bucket for bathing. Two small bamboo stools are neatly placed beside the wooden bucket. Also put a simple small orange lamp.

Xie Yulan fell in love with this place almost immediately.

"Young master has a heart." Xie Yulan walked around the room excitedly, picked up the small orange lantern, held it in her hand and looked left and right, "This place is so good, it's really okay for me to live here ?"

"Sir, stay still." Qin Lanzhi stood with his hands behind his back, holding the mask with one hand, and took it off, looking straight at the man with a pair of sharp black pupils like eagles, "I'm afraid you don't like it."

"I like it!" Xie Yulan blurted out, turned her head and saw Qin Lan's face, she was stunned for a moment, "My lord, you..."

Qin Lanzhi looked at him, and secretly took a step forward, with encouraging eyes: "What's wrong with me?"

"You..." Xie Yulan frowned, thoughtfully, and took two steps towards Qin Lanzhi with the little orange lamp.

The mountain wind passed between them, swelling Qin Lanzhi's robe and stirring Xie Yulan's black hair.Memories of the past flowed between the two of them like running water, and the laughter in the bamboo building seemed to be still in my ears, but in a blink of an eye, there was nothing left.

Qin Lan's eyebrows are deep, his outline is sharp, and he is handsome as a picture. Xie Yulan has never seen a more imposing person than him, as if a look can determine life and death, which makes people feel admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

only……

He approached with a small orange lantern in his hand, looked carefully at the man's face, opened his thin lips lightly and said: "My lord, I see that your expression is gloomy, your face is darkened, and your face is thin... I'm afraid it's not good."

Qin Lanzhi: "..."

Qin Lanzhi took a deep breath, followed his words and asked, "What's wrong? Is there a cure?"

"Well, let me take the pulse for details."

Xie Yulan rolled up his sleeves, took out a cushion from the medicine box and placed it on the table, lit sage, and threw three ancient coins beside it, making it unclear whether he was going to see a doctor or tell a fortune teller.

Qin Lanzhi didn't ask any more questions, sat down and put his hands on the cushion, Xie Yulan narrowed his eyes slightly, muttering something, with an appearance of "a monk who has attained the Tao", lightly put two fingers on his pulse gate.

The positions are all wrong.

Qin Lanzhi: "..."

Xie Yulan closed her eyes and pondered for a while, then stole a look: Qin Lan's arm was thick and powerful, and there were scars of different shades on her forearm, and her complexion was a beautiful and healthy wheat color. When she got close, she could feel the strong oppression of the other party. breath.

It was the breath that the superiors were accustomed to, and they did not restrain themselves deliberately.Xie Yulan's heart skipped a beat—this man's inner strength is so strong!

Then there is no more.

Xie Yulan suddenly felt a little sleepy, so she took the other's hand and nodded her head.

Qin Lanzhi didn't wake him up, but quietly traced the outline of the other party with his eyes in the foggy light.

He hadn't seen him for half a month, and the person he cared about had become thinner and thinner, looking like a lost animal, who desperately needed his love and care.

They haven't seen each other for so long, but he can't take it for granted to hug him and kiss him.Qin Lan's face is majestic and calm, but his heart is lonely, sad and distressed.He stretched out his other hand, and gently stroked Xie Yulan's face. She rubbed against his palm habitually in a light sleep. The look of dependence made his heart soften.

When the sky was getting dark, Xie Yulan woke up suddenly.

He was lying on the couch, covered with a quilt, and his hands and feet were sleeping warmly.In front of the chessboard under the window, Qin Lanzhi studied the chess game with his face propped up, holding a white stone between his fingertips, and looked up at him.

In a daze, Xie Yulan said "Ah Zhi" and was about to call out.But he woke up in time and rubbed the space between his eyebrows, the sense of familiarity was gone.

Qin Lan lowered her voice, as if whispering to someone's ear in the twilight: "Did you sleep well, sir?"

"..." Xie Yulan blushed, "I'm sorry... I don't know why I suddenly feel sleepy."

"It doesn't matter." Qin Lanzhi said, "This room has been sprinkled with tranquilizing potions. It's probably because the sir is too tired recently."

"So that's it." Xie Yulan turned over and sat up, stretched out her hands to straighten her clothes, and then heard the man ask, "Sir, can you really cure any disease?"

"Naturally!" Xie Yulan hurriedly sat up straight, full of confidence.

Qin Lanzhi nodded, and said casually, "I don't know why I can't remember the past, and I'm in a daze all day long. What do you think, sir?"

Xie Yulan raised her head, and there seemed to be a clear light between Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes, which was full of brilliance: "What are the things that the eldest son can't remember?"

"...I can't remember anything." The man said slowly, "Who I am, where I come from, why I am here, I have no memory at all."

Xie Yulan asked in surprise, "You don't remember who you are?"

"I'm Qin Lanzhi." The man said, "But why Qin Lanzhi, I don't remember."

Qin Lanzhi paused slightly: "Sir, have you ever thought about why I am called Xie Yulan?"

Xie Yulan was at a loss for a moment, and said, "The name is naturally decided by the parents."

"Mr. said before that there is no one else in the family. Why?"

"..." Xie Yulan only felt that the words were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't utter them anyway, as if her memory was covered in a strange thick fog, and it was clear that she was about to come out, but it was fleeting.This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, so he frowned and changed the subject, "Now I'm seeing the eldest son."

Qin Lan's point came to an end, and said quietly: "I can't remember who I am, why I am here, and I don't know the people around me. I often wake up and feel that I am someone else. I feel like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly."

Xie Yulan groaned, and walked closer to watch the chess game played by Qin Lan.Qin Lanzhi pulled him back very naturally, and said "please sit down" in his mouth, but his fingertips slipped through Xie Yulan's palm without knowing whether it was intentional or not.Xie Yulan seemed to have been scalded, and her fingertips shrank involuntarily.

He had an inexplicable feeling, as if this body had long been used to this kind of touch, and even brought a little "excitement" of conditioned reflex.

Qin Lanzhi observed his expression and asked, "Does Mister feel this way occasionally?"

Xie Yulan looked at the chessboard and was distracted: "What?"

"Will you feel that you are someone else, or... feel that everything around you is not real?"

Xie Yulan felt that the other party was implying something, but after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't understand the key.

He shook his head, absent-mindedly said: "No."

The man said meaningfully: "Sir, you can know that Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly... I don't know if it is a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, or Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly. Being in it, it is difficult to tell the truth from the fake."

Xie Yulan felt that the other party was talking in a daze, and said to herself: This disease is really scary when it occurs.Obviously looking like a normal person, he started talking nonsense in a blink of an eye.

Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, I'm afraid he hasn't woken up yet.

Xie Yulan shook her head secretly, tidied up the cushions on the table, took three ancient coins next to it, carefully sorted them out on the table, and said seriously: "My lord, your situation is not very good."

"..."

"In ancient times, there was a saying that if three souls and seven souls lose two souls, people will be delusional and hysterical. I see that the eldest son Yintang is black and his face is haggard. Although it is hard to say that he has lost his soul, his mind is disordered and hysterical. Seriously... come here, I have a safe soul talisman, you carry it close to your body, it can ensure your soul returns to its place as soon as possible."

"..." Qin Lanzhi took a deep breath and twitched his forehead lightly, "Isn't sir a doctor? Why didn't you prescribe medicine?"

"Ah. You still know this?" Xie Yulan said to herself with a look of surprise of 'I've seen it through', "It seems that the logic is normal, and the basic common sense is there...it's not easy to fool."

Qin Lanzhi: "..."

Xie Yulan waved her hand, took out various snacks and jams made from tangerine peel from the medicine box, and placed them in front of Master Qin one by one: "This is your medicine, take it every day after meals. I will remember it for you."

Qin Lanzhi: "..." My head hurts.

Xie Yulan naturally doesn't know how to see a doctor. In his world, he used his logic to prescribe the "miracle medicine" to the leader of Qin, but then forgot about it, and gave it to Hua San when he was strolling in the kitchen before dinner. A pile of tangerine peel, let it be put down when cooking porridge, which is called Shibu.

Hua San reluctantly agreed, seeing that her leader was still secretly following Xie Yulan, she could only ask secretly: "Sir, my eldest son's illness...can be cured?"

Xie Yulan took someone else's chicken leg, gnawed her mouth full of oil, and replied with bright eyes: "Yes, yes. It's not a big deal."

"Then... what kind of disease is it?"

"Hey." Xie Yulan raised his wide sleeves. If he ignored the chicken leg in his hand, he would look like a little fairy carved in white jade. , It’s just that he was so anxious that he became obsessed. He has profound inner strength.

Speaking of this, Xie Yulan licked the grease stains on her lips, and said, "Young Master's internal strength is really high. Where is this Wanhe Palace?"

Hua San: "..."

Hua San now feels that although the madam looks stupid, she still has a bit of logic—becoming obsessed, which makes sense.

But before he felt relieved, Xie Yulan added: "But there is nothing he can do about it because he is too anxious to go crazy. It's the first time, it's always like this. You should pay attention to his nutrition, and make sure he gets enough sleep on weekdays." Otherwise, the disease will only get worse."

Hua San: "...?"

Hua San had a bad premonition: "My lord...why did he become so anxious...so mad?"

Xie Yulan blinked, her eyebrows beamed with joy, and she cupped her hands and saluted: "So you don't know? Oh, the eldest son is happy, congratulations!"

Hierarch Qin hiding in the dark and observing: "..."

Hua San: "..."

Others in the kitchen slapped and dropped the kitchen knives and spatulas in their hands. In short, they dropped everything, even their eyeballs almost fell off.

The author says:

This article is not a child's article.Don't believe Madam's nonsense.