Heavenly Divine Doctor: Abandoned Concubine

Murong came to live in An River City. He did not take up his duties in the court. He did not have to intervene in many things. He seemed to have nothing to do for a while. He wanted to leave, but he could not leave safely, thinking that the fisherwoman was still here.

“Master, the moon looks good tonight.” Song Zhuang looked at Murong, who was standing on the roof drinking again, and said somewhat helplessly.

“It's pretty good.” Murong held a pot of wine in his hand and looked up at the big moon with a shallow smile on his thin lips.

Song Zheng sighed softly, "It's no use borrowing alcohol like this to quench your grief. If you can't see her with the Emperor... let's go back, Qianluosha has a lot of things to deal with. ”

Murong stubbornly and coldly said, “Shut up. ”

“All right.” Song Zhuang covered his mouth and said vaguely through his finger seams, "Master, all I'm saying is the heart of my heart. Isn't this how you poke your heart out here every day? ”

“Fuck off,” Murong said.

Song Zhuang waved his hand, “I'll go first. If there's not enough wine, I'll bring it to you later. ”

Murong ignored him, but silently drank another sip.

“You look relaxed.” Murongzhan doesn't know when he will appear behind Murongzhun.

“The Emperor didn't accompany the Queen Empress, did he have time to come here?” Murong smiled back and looked at Murong Zhan.

Mo Rongzhan glanced around and confirmed that Shen Hui had already guarded this place before coming to Mu Rongzhun's side. He took a sip of the bottle from his hand, "I also want to come to watch the moon. ”

Murong smiled softly, "Bored people pay for the moon. ”

“I hope you will return to Kyoto.” Murongzhan whispered.

“The emperor should know that his subjects have never had the will to rule.” Murong smiled. "Didn't you give me that fisherwoman? I'm going to find her a real father. ”

Murongzhan remembered who the fisherwoman was for a moment, “Even if I went back to Kyoto, I could send someone to find her father. ”

“You think we talked about this a long time ago.” Murong insisted that Murong Zhan knew long ago that he had no intention of returning to Kyoto. There seems to be no need to go on.

“Whatever I've talked to you about before, it can't be counted.” Murongzhan said silently.

Murong turned his head and looked at him with surprise. Is this the intention to force him to go to Kyoto? What's wrong with the Emperor? It's not what he would do, "Your Majesty, why? ”

“Can I trust you?” Murongzhan asked softly, in fact, as early as in the village of Huajia, he already knew that Murongzhu was someone he could absolutely trust, and now he only wants to see Murongzhu's reaction.

“Does the Emperor think there is anything I can doubt?” Murong frowned.

Mo Rongzhan shook his head lightly, "Except for the immortality, you are the only person I feel I can trust. ”

Mu Rongzhun has heard something wrong in Mu Rongzhan's words, and he is heavily impressed, “Your Majesty, I am under a lot of pressure to say this. ”

“I lost my memory.” Murongzhan lowered his voice and said.

What do you mean, ”What?” Murong didn't react.

Murongzhan said, "When I woke up from the cliff, I couldn't remember anything but the name of the day in my head. When I went back to Kyoto, I needed you. ”

“Zhan, you...” Murong looked at him in shock, how is that possible? He didn't see Murong's memory loss at all. Didn't he see who he was at first sight?

“I have been told everything that I know today.” Murongzhan said softly.

Murong asked hastily, "Is she curable? ”

“Perhaps it will come to mind when we get to Kyoto.” Murongzhan said, "Tomorrow you told me about your rescue at the priest's house today. ”

“If the Emperor knows... why do you think I can believe it?” Murong whispered that it was no secret that he liked to stay here sooner or later. Almost everyone knew that it was definitely for her. Murong Zhan didn't remember before, that was to forget what they were like when they were kids. How could they trust him?

Mo Rongzhan smiled, “I believe in feelings. ”

“...” Murong smiled. “Don't the Emperor think Tai Chi plays? ”

“Suspicious people don't have to, sometimes being too demanding becomes more suspicious.” Murongzhan said.

“Does the Emperor think something has happened in Kyoto?” Murong asked softly, otherwise he would not be asked to follow him back.

Murong Zhanzhan frowned, “I am not sure that it is calm and tranquil now, I hope to remain so calm. ”

“Well, I would like to follow the Emperor back to Kyoto.” Murong nodded firmly, "Your Majesty, you forgot everything, that pair of dawns...”

“I have not changed my mind about immortality.” Murongzhan faintly said that from the time he woke up to now, the most impressive impression in his mind was Ye Ying, and no matter what she said, he believed it with little doubt, which was an instinct, as if his body and soul had identified her.

Murong nodded softly when he heard that, “That's good. ”

“Nice wine.” Mo Rongzhan threw the bottle at Mu Rongzhan and his thin lips curled a faint smile.

“Your Majesty, may I ask a question of passage?” Murong asked.

Mo Rongzhan laughed, “One question. ”

“What did you think when you met the fisherwoman, but did you ever think about taking her back to the palace?” Murong asked softly.

“What?” Murongzhan looked at him incredibly, “In your opinion, I am a good person. Do you want to bring any woman back to the palace? ”

Murong coughed softly, "Didn't that fisherwoman save you? ”

“So what?” Murongzhan asked impatiently.

“Perhaps it is because of the immortality...” Murong remembered his dream and couldn't help laughing. Perhaps it was because he was immortal here, so that dream was different.

Murongzhan took a sip of wine from his bottle and threw it back at him. "I'm going back. You can enjoy the moon here. ”

“I'll have someone ask the fisherwoman's father tomorrow and send her away as soon as possible.” Murong insisted.

“If you are truly a nobleman of Emperor Qi, you must personally send the fisherwoman back.” Murongzhan whispered.

Murong revealed an unannounced smile, “By the way, did you find Lu Zheng? ”

“If he's still alive.” Mo Yong Zhan snorted coldly.

“I understand.” Murong nodded and watched as Murong Zhan disappeared into the back of the night. He frowned and could not believe that the Emperor had lost his memory...

I didn't even mention it! No wonder when the Emperor woke up the first day, he was not told that he was explaining everything to the Emperor.

Then go back to Kyoto. When the Emperor remembers everything, he can leave with confidence.

Murong jumped from the roof back into the house, and Song Zheng had been sleeping in the next room for a long time.