Fortunately, they didn't try to hide it from him; if they had, he might not have been able to find out.
Inside the inn, Hai Ling didn't seem to care, but Feng Qian was extremely excited, hugging Hai Ling and laughing heartily.
"Ling'er, I knew it, I knew it! My brother definitely wants to reclaim the throne, and he will definitely do so."
Hailin didn't forget to remind her.
"He has lost his memory. He is sending a letter to see us now, simply to confirm his identity and whether he is indeed your royal brother. As for what he will think in the future, no one can know. Perhaps he likes Liu Feixue and is willing to stay in Donglin City for her, and from then on, he will not care about the affairs of the Great Zhou Dynasty royal family."
After Hai Ling finished speaking, Feng Qian was clearly provoked and shook her head repeatedly in protest.
"No, I absolutely will not allow him to stay in Donglin City without asking any questions. He lost the throne that Father Emperor passed down to him, and he must take it back, otherwise he is not my brother."
A resolute expression graced her beautiful face, and a glint of wisdom shone in her deep eyes…
Chapter 105 A Clash of Two Handsome Men [Handwritten Text Version VIP]
Inside the private room on the second floor of Wangjiang Tower, several people were sitting, and there were guards outside the door to prevent them from being disturbed.
Hai Ling, Feng Qian, and Ming Zhu sat on one side, while Shen Ruoxuan sat not far from them. Sima Ye, sitting opposite them, had deep, unfathomable eyes that swept over their faces one by one before finally settling on Feng Qian, where he spoke softly.
"I don't know if I am your brother. I came to see you only because I don't want to hurt you. If I regain my memories and am indeed your brother, then it will be enough to prove that you are my sister."
Sima Ye's words were perfectly reasonable, and Hai Ling slowly spoke up.
"This is easy to handle. This is the renowned physician Shen Ruoxuan. With him here, he will definitely be able to restore your memory. I believe you will soon remember whether you are the former emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Feng Zixiao."
Upon hearing that the handsome and bright man sitting to one side was the renowned Shen Ruoxuan, Sima Ye was filled with excitement. In fact, he wanted to regain his memories more than anyone else. However, for the past six months, the doctor had been telling him to rest more and think less, and that his memories would gradually return. But as time passed, he still couldn't recall anything from the past.
"Thank you for your trouble."
Sima Ye spoke politely, his every gesture refined and elegant.
To be honest, the Sima Ye in front of me is respectable. He is much better than the domineering and autocratic Feng Zixiao before. I wonder if Feng Zixiao, who has regained his memories, will still be as annoying as before.
The people in the private room all thought at the same time that it would be better to help him recover his memory for now.
Shen Ruoxuan brought something with him today. Now that Sima Ye agreed, he stood up and said with a smile, "Young Master Sima, please extend your hand so I can take your pulse and see what medicine you have been given and whether it can be cured."
Inside the private room, no one spoke. Sima Ye extended his hand, and Shen Ruoxuan began to take his pulse. Feng Qian watched them nervously, afraid that Shen Ruoxuan would say that there was no cure. If her brother did not regain his memory, he would not believe them, nor would he be able to return to the Great Zhou Dynasty and kill Jiang Batian.
Time passed slowly. After taking his pulse, Shen Ruoxuan released his hand and looked at Sima Ye.
"Fortunately, this medicine is not particularly special. You were severely injured and had already lost your mind. So when you were drugged, you lost your memory. Now I will use acupuncture needles to stimulate your acupoints and give you some medicine to stimulate your brain nerves. I believe you will regain your memory soon."
Thank you.
Sima Ye said in a deep voice, his heart heavy. He had been doubting things. These people must be lying to him. He could never be Feng Zixiao, the former emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. But now, seeing what these people were doing, it was clear that they were trying to cure his memory. So, was he really the former emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Feng Zixiao who was almost killed by Jiang Batian?
Thinking this way, a strong hatred welled up in his heart, tormenting him and making his face dark and gloomy.
Upon hearing Shen Ruoxuan's words, Hai Ling, Feng Qian, and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Feng Qian, in particular, excitedly stood up and looked at Shen Ruoxuan.
"Now begin acupuncture on my imperial brother. We must help him regain his memory as soon as possible. We can't let that woman deceive him anymore. The Jiang family clearly harmed my imperial brother and seized his imperial power, and now they're still deceiving him like this. They deserve to die."
As she finished speaking, Feng Qian's eyes welled up with tears again.
Since Sima Ye had some faith in them, he also believed that the beautiful and intelligent woman in front of him was his sister. So when he saw Feng Qian's anxiety, he couldn't help but comfort her.
"Don't worry, let's talk about everything after I regain my memory."
"Yes, Your Majesty, you will be alright."
Feng Qian nodded vigorously. Hearing her brother speak softly to her, she was overjoyed. This time, she would not leave him again and would definitely lend him a helping hand.
Hai Ling reached out and pulled Feng Qian to sit down, then looked at Shen Ruoxuan: "How many times will it take for him to wake up after this acupuncture?"
"It will take at least three times. If nothing unexpected happens, the third time should be enough to restore the memory."
Shen Ruoxuan was confident about this. Hai Ling nodded and instructed him to begin inserting the needles.
"Let's get started. Hopefully, he'll regain his memory soon."
Inside the private room, Shen Ruoxuan stopped talking and took out golden needles to begin acupuncture on Sima Ye. No one spoke in the room; it was quiet, and everyone was watching Shen Ruoxuan and Sima Ye.
Half an hour later, the acupuncture was completed. Shen Ruoxuan took out a pill that could stimulate the brain nerves and handed it to Sima Ye, indicating that he should take one pill every morning and evening to stimulate the brain nerves.
After all this was done, everyone got up to say goodbye. Shen Ruoxuan arranged for Sima Ye to come back at the same time tomorrow morning to administer acupuncture, and then again the day after tomorrow. If all goes well, he will regain his memory, and then they will go back to the capital together to eliminate Jiang Batian.
Everyone left Wangjiang Tower, some returning to the Liu residence, others to Wanxin Inn.
Hai Ling instructed Shen Ruoxuan to go alone when he went to give Sima Ye acupuncture the next day, so as not to let the large group of people make a big fuss and reveal his whereabouts to Liu Feixue, which might cause a scene and Sima Ye might not be able to recover his memory.
Shen Ruoxuan nodded in agreement. Feng Qian wanted to go, but Hai Ling stopped her.
"Let's go the day after tomorrow. Sima Ye will have almost regained his memory by then, so we can go together and hear what he plans to do next."
"good."
Feng Qian knew that Ling'er was right; more people meant more attention. Although she wanted to stay with her brother, she decided to keep quiet to avoid Liu Feixue finding out.
The group of them then stayed at Wanxin Inn, rarely going out and mostly staying inside.
The next day, Shen Ruoxuan went to Wangjiang Tower to give Sima Ye acupuncture. Feng Qian waited anxiously in the room. As soon as Shen Ruoxuan returned, she grabbed him and kept asking him questions.
"Has my imperial brother regained any of his memories?"
Shen Ruoxuan shook his head, his face full of helplessness: "Miss Feng, I'm not a god. This takes some time. Didn't you say that the memory might be restored after three acupuncture treatments? Today is only the second day."