V2.Chapter 270

There was fog in the early morning in Nanzhao, the sky was dimly lit, and the sky and the earth were misty.

The sleeping concubine gently opened his eyes, raised his hand to block the light that penetrated through the window lattice, and after getting used to the light, he took his hand away, looked at the ceiling hung with colorful broken jade, and opened it again. Mantle, looking at the simple and elegant house, a strange feeling surged in my heart.

He didn't even know where it was.

There are two figures, a man and a woman, lying on the round table, looking at the clothes and buns, like the young master and daughter of a big family.

And they also made him feel strange.

where is this? who are they? Why is he here?

Countless doubts flashed through his mind, he didn't want to disturb anyone, he gently lifted the quilt and sat up, the moment he put on his shoes, the shoes became unstable, fell off his feet, and fell on the foot of the step-by-step bed. on the floor.

A muffled sound woke the young man on the round table.

He raised his head abruptly, looked towards the concubine, and then a flash of joy flashed in his eyes: "Father!"

"Father...pro?" The concubine looked at him blankly.

The young man smiled and pushed the girl beside him: "Xi'er, father is awake."

"Huh?" The girl raised her head in a daze, rubbing her eyes, "Are you awake?"

"Wake up!" said the young man.

The concubine saw the girl's eyes widened, she walked towards him with a grievance on her face, sat down next to him, and threw herself into his arms: "Father! You have been in a coma for three days, you scared Xi'er to death! "

"Xi'er?" The concubine murmured.

The little princess looked up at him in amazement: "Father, don't you remember Xi'er?"

again?

That being said, this is not the first time he has been in this situation.

The concubine pressed her sore head, trying to think about something, but couldn't think of anything.

Nangong Li's eyes moved slightly, she stepped forward, dragged her sister from the arms of her concubine, and said dotingly, "You, father just woke up, don't tire him by talking so much."

"Oh." Although the little princess was reliant on her father, she still stood by her brother obediently after hearing what her brother said.

Nangong Li said to the dazed concubine: "Father, you have been in a coma for three days, how are you feeling? What's wrong with you? My mother went to the Gu Temple to pray for you. After you were in a coma for three days, your mother prayed for you. For three days, I didn't go to the morning, and I didn't eat anything, and now I can finally report to my mother that she is safe."

The concubine made this even more confusing.

Not only does he have two children, but he also has a wife who can go to court?

What the hell does this happen?

Nangong Li immediately sent someone to the Gu Temple to inform the queen.

While waiting for the queen to return home, Nangong Li explained his identity and condition in detail like a concubine: "... my father is the son of the patriarch of the Baica clan, and my mother is the queen of Nanzhao, the future monarch, and I am my father's. The eldest son, Nangong Li, and his sister's name is Nangong Xi. She was adopted by her mother from her father's family, but her father has always loved her, more than me. My father was injured to save my mother, which not only ruined her appearance, but also left the root of her illness. , sometimes suddenly forget the past, this is not the first time, so Xi'er said, you have forgotten her again."

The concubine touched his face. He habitually touched the right side, only to find that the right side was missing. When he touched the left side, he only felt a scar with tentacles.

Nangong Li said warmly: "Father, don't mind, in our hearts and mother's heart, you will always be the most handsome man in the world."

"Your mother and I..." The concubine opened her mouth, not knowing how to speak.

Nangong Li understood, smiled thoughtfully, and said, "Father and mother met in Nanzhao, and then my mother went to my father's clan to talk to my father. In the early years, my grandfather did not agree with you. However, in order to be able to be with my father, my mother did not even do Nanzhao Emperor Ji. In the end, my grandfather gave in. The relationship between father and mother is very good, and all Nanzhao people will not envy you."

"Cong'er." The concubine suddenly said.

Nangong Li was taken aback.

The next second, he said happily, "Father still remember my name?"

Why can't he forget that child no matter how many times he loses his memory? !

Nangong Li was almost mad with jealousy.

He tried hard to convince himself that Cong'er was him, he was Cong'er, what his father remembered was the person, and the Cong'er who was calling out to him was also him, but every time he looked at his father's confused eyes, he could immediately understand. Cong'er was never him!

Sure enough, the concubine looked at Nangong Li again, showing a confused look that Nangong Li was no stranger to.

"Your mother..."

"My mother's name is Zijun."

You don't need to ask, I will answer for you.

These two names, no matter how many times, can never be erased from memory.

"Well, it's her." The concubine smiled happily.

"Brother, brother! The imperial doctor is here!" The little county lord carried his skirt and rushed in, stepping over the threshold, and found that the imperial doctor was not following, he turned back, grabbed his beard and said, "Quickly. click it!"

The imperial doctor gasped: "It hurts! The little princess is merciful!"

"Xi'er!" Nangong Li lowered her face.

The little princess stuck out his tongue, let go of the imperial doctor, and urged, "Hurry up! My father has been awake for a long time. Do you want the concubine of the dignified Nanzhao Kingdom to wait for your imperial doctor?"

"Weichen dare not." The imperial doctor cupped his hands in fear and entered with the medicine box.

He first bowed to the concubine and Nangong Li: "Wei minister greets the concubine, and the king of the county."

"The imperial doctor doesn't need to be too polite." Nangong Li said, then looked at the somewhat vigilant concubine, "Bai Yu doctor is very skilled in medicine, he has been taking care of his father all these years, he knows his father's condition very well, father need not worry ."

Having said that, the concubine resisted from the bottom of his heart to let this person diagnose and treat him.

Nangong Li sensed his resistance.

This is something that has never happened before, and it seems that my father's vigilance is getting deeper and deeper.

Nangong Li said warmly: "If my father doesn't like Royal Doctor Bai, how about replacing Royal Doctor Hu? Royal Doctor Hu has also treated my father."

The concubine did not speak.

Nangong Li waved her hand to let Yuyi Bai retreat, and someone invited Yuyi Hu.

Hu Yuyi had seen a cold for his concubine once in the early years. Now, in the past ten years, even normal people have long forgotten that there is such a number one person, and naturally the concubine does not remember.

Although Yuyi Hu seldom appeared in the Queen's Mansion, he was from Nangong Li, which I believe no one would have expected.

The concubine let Hu Yuyi see it.

Hu Yuyi said: "It was a shock. Wei Chen prescribed a few medicines to the concubine, and the concubine took it on time, and he would be cured within three days."

"Many thanks to Royal Doctor Hu." Nangong Li asked his servants to follow Royal Doctor Hu to get the medicine. He saw the concubine's pensive and suspicious look, smiled and said, "Do you want to go to the study, father? I read a book."

The concubine nodded.

Nangong Li followed.

"I'll go by myself," said the concubine.

Nangong Li paused for a moment, then said respectfully, "Yes, father."

The concubine entered the study alone.

Nangong Li looked at him from the window, an elegant figure came out from behind the screen, stood beside Nangong Li, and said quietly, "It's hard for you."

"Mother." Nangong Li bowed, "Why don't you see your father?"

The lady said helplessly: "I gave him the medicine. I'm worried that he will think of something when he sees me. Let's wait for two more days. When he accepts his identity, I will naturally come out to see him."

Nangong Li nodded.

The lady looked at the figure in the study that was turning around in front of the bookshelf and said, "Li'er, do you think your mother is wrong?"

Nangong Li shook her head: "Mother just wants to keep her husband, what's wrong? Besides, there is no one in the world who can be more affectionate than mother."

The study was the room where the concubine stayed most often, and it remained untouched. Even the "National Policy" that he had read halfway through before he fell into a coma was placed on the desk intact.

Of course, these are all appearances. The secret study room has already been searched by the lady, not even the hidden compartment in the drawer.

Sure enough, the concubine opened the secret box.

Inside is a portrait of a man.

Just last month, Yan Jiuchao's was still lying here, but the last time she was replaced by Nangong Li's.

This time the concubine didn't have time to paint, so it was still Nangong Li's.

The only difference is that there is a Cong'er's name on the back of the portrait.

But doesn't this further prove that Nangong Li is the son of the concubine who never forgets?

The lady didn't care, and after checking, she put the portrait back.

But I don't know, the concubine's eyes moved slightly when he saw these two words.

All the calligraphy and paintings in his study are made of wax ink, but the name on it is Songyan Ink.

Wax ink is black in color, not easy to fade, and has good water resistance. The ink treasures written with it can be easily preserved. In comparison, the efficacy of pine smoke ink is much inferior, and it almost melts in water.

Why did he write Cong'er's name with such unsustainable ink?

The concubine looked at the teapot on the table, picked it up and splashed it on the portrait.

Seeing the portrait, Nangong Li's face slowly faded away, revealing a face that was too handsome to behold.

boom!

Something exploded in my head.

The next moment, the concubine stroked the face on the portrait and smiled slightly.

This time, Daddy didn't forget you.