We agreed that you, a weak strategist, would fight against three heroes by yourself?

Xi Yu looked at Xiao Hong who kept knocking on the door and looked irritated, with a hint of bitterness in his voice.

"Xiao Hong, you have indeed lost your memory, but this has always been your home. You have spent a lot of time in this prime minister's mansion."

Song Shuwen, who was standing aside, also had a sad look on his face.

Xiao Hong turned a deaf ear to him and just kept knocking on the door, muttering.

"I want to go out, I don't know you!"

At the same time, Luo Xiaoyu, who was in the guest room, heard that Xiao Hong had woken up, and his originally furrowed brows instantly relaxed, with surprise and expectation in his eyes.

He hurriedly got up and walked quickly to Xiao Hong's residence with the little girl who came to summon him.

When Luo Xiaoyu stepped into the room, he saw Xiao Hong's confused and frightened eyes.

Luo Xiaoyu walked quickly towards Xiao Hong, trying to pull her out of her chaotic emotions.

"Xiaohong, it's me, Xiaoyu, don't be afraid."

The moment Xiaohong saw Luo Xiaoyu, the confusion in her eyes seemed to be slightly relieved, and then a touch of surprise appeared on her face, and she said with a crying voice: "Xiaoyu, I just feel panic in my heart, as if I am in a fog."

"Xiaohong, don't be afraid, this is the Prime Minister's Mansion, we have always been here together. Although you have lost your memory now, I believe that the bits and pieces of the past will slowly emerge over the years, and you will definitely remember everything familiar again."

Xiaohong looked around, looking at the unfamiliar layout and decorations in the house, her eyes were still full of helplessness and confusion.

It's just that her panic was slightly calmed down, and she no longer resisted as fiercely as before.

Luo Xiaoyu thought for a moment and suggested: "Xiaohong, maybe going to see Madam Ouyang can make you remember something."

Xi Yu hurriedly turned to Song Shuwen, his eyes full of anxiety and expectation:.

"Song, Doctor, is there any way to cure Xiaohong's condition?"

Song Shuwen frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Let Xiaohong see Madam Ouyang first."

Xiyu was shocked when he heard this.

Song Shuwen did not make a conclusion. Could it be that this amnesia is really difficult to treat?

Xiaohong was listening to their conversation. Her eyes were still confused and at a loss. She was just a little quieter, as if she was also looking forward to finding some clues about the past from the meeting with Ouyang Linlin.

To solve the foggy dilemma in front of her.

Xiyu thought about it for a while and agreed, saying, "Then I will take Xiaohong to see Linlin in person."

Xiaohong hesitated and took a step back.

Seeing this, Luo Xiaoyu hurriedly encouraged her softly, "Xiaohong, don't be afraid. Go and try. Maybe you can get some memories back."

Xiaohong heard a trace of struggle in her eyes.

Suddenly, she covered her forehead with both hands, shook her head vigorously, and her face was full of pain.

"I really don't remember anything, my head is in a mess, it feels so uncomfortable."

Her body trembled slightly, as if she was deeply tortured by the pain and confusion of amnesia.

"Xiaohong, don't be afraid, we will accompany you, no matter what, we will not give up."

Xiyu watched from the side, frowning, secretly worried in his heart, wondering whether this meeting can really help Xiaohong's amnesia, or will make Xiaohong fall into deeper fear and confusion.

Xiyu continued to persuade Xiaohong patiently: "Xiaohong, go see Linlin, maybe this is a key step to regain your memory."

Xiaohong bit her lip, and with a nervous mood, she had to follow Xiyu forward.

Walking in the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the sun shone on her body, but it could not dispel the haze in Xiaohong's heart.

Her eyes kept wandering around, carefully looking at the plants and trees, pavilions and towers in the courtyard, trying to capture a trace of past memories from these familiar and unfamiliar scenes.

The corridors with carved beams and painted buildings, and the scattered flowers and trees, in her eyes, were just scenes without any emotional connection, and did not evoke any impressions in her amnesiac mind.

The two of them were silent all the way, only the sound of footsteps echoed on the stone road. Soon, they arrived at the door of Ouyang Linlin's room.

The door was closed, revealing a sense of tranquility and mystery.

Xiyu stood at the door, turned his head to look at Xiaohong, and said softly: "Xiaohong, we are here."

Xiaohong nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and was nervous and expectant in her heart.

Xiyu stood at the door and shouted loudly to the house: "Linlin, Xiaohong is here."

Ouyang Linlin was originally sitting on the couch to rest, and when she heard this, she was immediately happy.

Although she was still a little weak, she still forced herself to walk quickly to the door.

The door opened, and Ouyang Linlin saw Xiaohong at a glance. In an instant, tears burst out of her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

The warm scenes of getting along with Xiaohong in the past surged into her mind like a tide. Those laughters and companionships turned into endless thoughts and excitement at this moment.

However, Xiaohong just stood there expressionlessly, her eyes were empty and confused, looking at Ouyang Linlin with tears streaming down her face, as if looking at an irrelevant stranger.

There was no ripple in her heart. The lack of memory made her have no knowledge of the sincere lady in front of her. She just stood quietly, waiting for the unknown next.

The air around seemed to become heavy because of this huge emotional gap.

Ouyang Linlin resisted the pain in her heart, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said softly to Xiaohong: "Xiaohong, come in first, let's have a good chat."

After that, she turned her head to look at Xiyu, nodded slightly, and Xiyu stayed outside the door waiting.

Xiaohong slowly walked into the house, her eyes swept across the few little girls in the house, and then fell on Ouyang Linlin.

Ouyang Linlin held Xiaohong's hand tightly and asked with a slightly trembling voice: "Do you really not remember anything?"

Xiaohong just shook her head blankly, her eyes full of helplessness.

"I don't feel anything familiar here."

Ouyang Linlin took a deep breath and began to talk endlessly about Xiaohong's past experiences.

"Xiaohong, you have been at Ouyang's house since you were a child. At that time, you were still an innocent child, always following me like a little tail. I still remember that time we were catching butterflies in the garden, and you ran too fast. , accidentally fell down, but stubbornly got up and continued chasing..."

She told her story one by one, trying to awaken Xiao Hong's sleeping memory, her eyes shining with anticipation.

But Xiaohong still just listened with a confused look on her face. Those stories from the past were like distant legends now, unable to arouse any echo in her heart.

Xiaohong listened quietly, with the confused expression still on her face, and shook her head slightly, indicating that she had no impression.

Ouyang Linlin looked at her, feeling helpless, so she had to call for Xi Yu to come in, and then sighed quietly.

Then, Ouyang Linlin stared into Xiaohong's eyes and said sincerely: "Xiaohong, no matter whether you can think of the past or not, you must believe that we will not hurt you. You can stay here with peace of mind, I will definitely I’ll try my best to help you regain your memory.”

Xi Yu nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Xiaohong, this Prime Minister's Mansion is your home. The outside world is too unfamiliar to you now. Stay here and we will face it together."

Xiaohong's eyes wandered on their faces. Although she was still doubtful, she also felt the sincerity in their words.

She lowered her head slightly, feeling tangled in her heart, not knowing where to go.

This dilemma of amnesia made her feel like she was in a thick fog, and the care and retention of these people in front of her were like looming glimmers of light in the fog. Although it was not enough to illuminate the way forward, it also gave her a touch of warmth and support.

Xiaohong was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slightly, agreeing to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion for the time being.

Seeing this, Ouyang Linlin turned to look at Xi Yu, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and asked: "Does Divine Doctor Song have anything to say about this matter?"

Xi Yu smiled bitterly and responded softly.

"I don't know the details yet, so I have to go and inquire carefully."

After saying this, he gave a brief signal to Ouyang Linlin and Xiaohong, then turned around and left in a hurry.

Xiyu hurriedly arrived at the door of Xiaohong's room and saw Song Shuwen standing there. Luo Xiaoyu next to him also looked worried.

Xi Yu walked straight to Song Shuwen and asked eagerly: "Doctor Song, is Xiaohong's amnesia extremely difficult to deal with?"

Song Shuwen nodded helplessly and said: "As far as the medical skills I know so far, Forget-worn Grass may be the key to solving Xiaohong's amnesia. But for this Forget-worn Grass, I only found it in ancient medical books. I’ve seen records in it.”

He sighed slightly and continued, "It is said that this herb has miraculous medicinal effects and can repair damaged memories. But over the years, I have practiced medicine everywhere and have never seen this herb. I even heard that this herb has almost disappeared in the world. Extinct.”

After hearing this, Xi Yu's expression changed, he was startled, and asked hurriedly: "Is this the only way? If we can't find this forget-me-not grass, won't Xiaohong have to continue to lose her memory?"

Song Shuwen frowned and said solemnly: "As far as I know, this really seems to be the only way."

Xi Yu responded without hesitation in his eyes: "I will definitely find a way to find this forget-me-not grass, and I will go find it myself. I will never give up any hope."

When Song Shuwen heard this, he couldn't help being surprised and hurriedly advised: "Prime Minister, actually you don't have to do this. She is just a girl. There is no need for you to go and look for her yourself."

Xi Yu shook his head slightly and said seriously: "No matter what her identity is, her amnesia now is due to something in my house, so I have an unshirkable responsibility. Besides, I have made up my mind, how can I just watch her?" I have been trapped in the pain of amnesia, no matter what, I must find this forget-me-not."

Seeing Xi Yu's determination, Song Shuwen knew that persuasion was useless, so he just sighed secretly, thinking that the road to find the medicine would be difficult and dangerous, and he didn't know whether the prime minister could really get what he wanted and find the legendary forget-me-not grass.

"Even so, I shouldn't bother you, Prime Minister, to go there in person. Just leave the search for the medicine to others."

Xi Yu waved his hand, with a firm tone.

"Don't try to persuade me any more. There are no important national affairs that need to be dealt with by me now. It won't be a big deal if I go out to look for medicine."

After saying that, he stared at Song Shuwen and asked, "Then roughly where will this forget-me-not grass appear?"

Song Shuwen pondered for a moment and responded: "I still have to go back to the medical clinic to read the medical books carefully. At that time, I can only tell the Prime Minister the general appearance of the forgetwort grass, but it is really difficult to determine where it grows specifically. After all, it is too It’s rare.”

Upon hearing this, Xi Yu sighed helplessly and nodded towards Song Shuwen.

"Then you should go back and check the medical books as soon as possible, so that I can prepare early."

Song Shuwen responded, then turned around and walked quickly towards the medical center, his back showing a hint of haste.

Xi Yu stood there, looking at the direction Song Shuwen was leaving. His heart was full of worries about the journey of searching for the medicine, but he also had a firm determination to find the forget-me-not grass and help Xiaohong regain her memory.

Xiyu looked at Luo Xiaoyu and said sincerely: "In this case, I will give you some money as a reward, and you can go back. You have worked hard this time."

Luo Xiaoyu waved his hand and said seriously: "Prime Minister, I didn't save people for these money. If I accept it, it would be against my original intention."

Luo Xiaoyu paused, and then said hesitantly: "Prime Minister, I have an unwelcome request. Can I stay? I am really worried about Xiaohong. I am afraid that if she has any emotional fluctuations again, no one will take care of her. I will accompany her and keep an eye on the situation at any time."

Xiyu thought about it for a while and felt that what Luo Xiaoyu said made sense, so he nodded and said: "Okay, then you stay first. Xiaohong is in this situation now. She really needs someone to comfort her carefully. With you, I can feel more at ease."

When Luo Xiaoyu heard this, her face suddenly showed joy, and she hurriedly thanked Xiyu.

On the other side, the morning light fell on the door of that family. Wang Hu and several soldiers were guarding here as usual, but the closed door was still locked, and the owner had not returned yet.

At this time, the old man from the neighbor's house walked out slowly, his eyes full of curiosity and doubt, looking them up and down, and asked: "Who are you guys, and why are you guarding here every day?"

A soldier replied perfunctorily: "We are here to find this family, and there is nothing else to do."

But no matter how much the old man asked, they refused to say a word, just guarding in place, their eyes still staring at the door, as if as long as they guarded like this, the owner would appear immediately. Seeing this, the old man curled his lips and muttered: "Mysterious, I don't know what he is doing." After that, he shook his head and turned back to his room, leaving Wang Hu and others to continue to watch at the door of that family persistently.

After a while, one of the soldiers approached Wang Hu and asked tentatively: "Tell me, is the person living in this room old or young?"

Wang Hu seemed not to hear him, staring straight ahead, his face full of resentment, as if he had deep resentment towards the whole world.

The soldier saw that Wang Hu did not respond, so he raised his voice and asked again.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, why don't you say something!"

Wang Hu then glanced at him coldly and replied unhappily: "Huh, if you talk to me, I may not have the time to deal with you. I have done my best to bring you here, don't be so arrogant."

The soldier was furious when he heard this, raised his fist and was about to attack Wang Hu, cursing: "You ungrateful guy, I gave you a face, right!"

Wang Hu was not afraid at all, but stiffened his neck and shouted: "What? I said I don't want to live anymore, if you have the guts, just do it, it's all over!"

The soldier's fist paused in the air, and he hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should really fight, and the scene suddenly fell into a stalemate.

Seeing this, several other soldiers hurried forward to hold the impulsive soldier, and persuaded him while pulling: "Forget it, forget it, why bother with him, he looks like a madman, it's not worth it to argue with him for a few angry words, and get yourself into trouble for nothing."

The soldier who was pulled listened to his companion's persuasion, glared at Wang Hu fiercely, and muttered unwillingly: "Humph, if it weren't for the fact that he was still useful, I would have to teach him a lesson today."

As he said, he put down his fist angrily and stepped back a few steps, but still stared at Wang Hu angrily.

Wang Hu still looked indifferent and angry, and the two sides were deadlocked, and the atmosphere seemed particularly depressing.

Not long after, a middle-aged man walked slowly towards this side. He was the owner of this family.

Seeing so many people gathered at the door of his house, he couldn't help but look puzzled. He quickened his pace and walked forward. He looked at everyone and asked, "What are you doing? Why are you all gathered at my door?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his eyes and suddenly saw Wang Hu. His face changed immediately, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and his voice trembled unconsciously.

"You... why did you come to my house again?"

When several soldiers heard this, they immediately knew that this person was the owner they were waiting for. They walked forward and said in a serious tone: "You are the owner of this family. Don't dawdle. Open the door quickly. We have something to do." The middle-aged man looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment. He seemed to have some concerns, but seeing the serious expressions of the soldiers, he did not dare to disobey. He had to take out the key tremblingly and walked towards the door of his house. While walking, he looked back at Wang Hu from time to time, his eyes full of anxiety and fear.

Soon, with a "creaking" sound, the door was opened, and everyone entered the yard one after another. The middle-aged man stood aside, still looking at everyone with a puzzled look on his face, and his eyes fell on Wang Hu from time to time, with vigilance and uneasiness in his eyes.

Wang Hu was furious at his gaze and shouted angrily: "Why are you staring at me? Let me tell you, these beasts forced me to come here, otherwise I would not bother to come to your crappy place."

When several soldiers heard this, they were so angry that their faces turned red. One of them stepped forward and questioned: "Wang Hu, keep your mouth clean, why are you still cursing?"

Wang Hu stiffened his neck and replied arrogantly: "I am happy to say this, what can you do to me? If you have the guts, do it now, I am not afraid of you." (End of this chapter)