Wishful Things

Emperor Qingming also noticed that something was wrong with his younger sister.

Not only her behavior and words, but also her demeanor is very strange, which is not like what a grown woman should have.

"His Highness refuses to come down no matter what he says... As soon as the guards approached, His Highness backed away. The servants are afraid that His Highness will slip, so they can only ask someone to guard here first." The nurse in charge said anxiously.

"Respect—"

Emperor Qingming looked at the people on the roof, frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Jing Rong...? Who is Jing Rong?"

The eldest princess frowned suspiciously, looked down at Emperor Qingming below, and asked in an uncertain tone, "Are you... my eldest brother?"

"Of course it's me."

Conjectures gradually arose in Emperor Qingming's heart.

Jing Rong doesn't know who Jing Rong is...

Let's call him the eldest brother, not the emperor's brother...

The name of the nanny in charge is also the name of childhood——

"Brother... why did you become like this? I can hardly recognize it." The eldest princess looked around, her eyes were red, and said: "Who are they? Isn't today the day when mother is buried? will be here?"

Mother buried?

Emperor Qingming's eyes changed.

"How did Jingrong get up there?" He asked.

"Return to Your Majesty, His Highness should have climbed up by that old jujube tree." The steward in charge sighed.

His Highness clearly hasn't climbed a tree for so many years, but he didn't expect that the sword is still young.

Emperor Qingming looked at the jujube tree, and then at his sister on the roof.

Yes……

He remembered.

Many years ago, on the day of her mother's burial, Jing Rong suddenly disappeared, and finally the second brother found her on the roof.

She hid on the roof alone and cried for a long time. It was the second brother who climbed up, comforted her, and someone rescued her.

He was very angry about it that day.

Mother's burial was such an important event, and she also caused chaos in the family, which made my father very displeased.

Because of this, he was quite impressed with this matter.

Jing Rong said afterwards that he climbed up the tree, but he dared not come down after climbing up, so the more he cried, the more he couldn't help it.

And this Xiyuan was originally built according to their old house before they entered Beijing, respecting and remembering the past, even the location of this jujube tree is exactly the same as the old house.

No wonder she came here...

"Dingning—do you still remember how old you are?" Emperor Qingming looked at the people on the roof and asked in a gentle tone.

Dingning is the baby name of Princess Jingrong.

He hadn't yelled like that for a long time.

The person on the roof thought for a while before answering, "Six years old."

Everyone around changed their expressions.

Princess Yufeng was also amazed.

Mother always claimed that she would never be eighteen years old, but now she just said six years old... Isn't this too much?

"Dingning, come down first, brother will explain the rest to you slowly." Emperor Qingming coaxed, as patiently as he would treat a child.

Princess Jingrong hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

She is cold and hungry.

The two guards brought him down cautiously.

"Mother!"

Princess Yufeng rushed forward and hugged him.

Princess Jingrong pushed her away forcefully.

"...Brother, who is she!" The eldest princess hid beside Emperor Qingming, looked at Princess Yufeng in disbelief, and whispered, "Why does she call me a mother? She is obviously so much older than me..."

Princess Yufeng's expression changed for a while.

For a while, both mother and daughter looked at each other with the eyes of "Is she mentally ill".

"Dingning has just woken up, maybe he's still a little unconscious." Emperor Qingming said in a forgiving tone, he took off the cloak on his body and put it on for his younger sister who was only wearing a white coat.

Princess Jingrong shrank her neck coldly, and stepped on the other foot with one foot.

She has no shoes on.

"Yemo, carry me on your back."

Facing His Highness's pitiful eyes, the nurse in charge had a complicated expression.

She is over sixty this year...

What else can I say if I can recite it?

Princess Yufeng's lips also trembled.

Does mother really have no idea how much she weighs? Could it be a little more human?

Xu Mingyi looked at Ah Zhu.

Ah Zhu stepped forward at the right time: "This servant will carry you."

Like the eldest princess, she can carry a large stack at a time.

Princess Jingrong glanced at her, seeming to resist.

"Dingning, be obedient." Emperor Qingming said.

Princess Jingrong obediently lay on Azhu's back.

The group quickly returned to the eldest princess's courtyard.

After the nurse in charge wiped the eldest princess's hands and feet with a hot handkerchief, the eldest princess got into the quilt and wrapped herself in the quilt, only showing her face, and said, "Yemo, I'm hungry..."

Princess Yufeng immediately ordered the kitchen to bring some food over.

Not long after, the food was delivered, and the nurse in charge served the eldest princess for dinner, while Emperor Qingming and the others took the imperial physician to the outer hall for questioning.

"... There are indeed such precedents in the medical books. Many people will forget all the past when they wake up after being in a coma for a long time. What's more, they will become crazy." The imperial doctor said in a low voice: "Look at your highness Symptoms should be mental deterioration, and the memory stays in the performance of childhood."

Emperor Qingming asked worriedly: "Will it be possible to recover in the future?"

The imperial doctor pondered for a moment, and said: "Brain injuries are always extremely difficult to recover...so it's hard to draw a conclusion."

Princess Yufeng listened in a daze.

It turned out that the mother's mind was regressed, and her memory and thoughts returned to six years old? !

This is even more unbelievable than the example that Zhao Zhao said today that he can’t remember anything——

"Besides, His Highness's current mind is said to be six years old, but it is not really six years old, but is caused by a brain injury. Therefore, the cognition of many things should be relatively chaotic and vague , maybe... not as clear-headed as a six-year-old child." The imperial physician finally said.

Emperor Qingming seemed to find this fact difficult to accept, so he nodded slightly after a while.

After a while, he walked into the inner room and looked at his sister who was sitting on the bed and eating under the quilt.

Emperor Qingming's eyes fell on her right hand holding the chopsticks.

really……

Jing Rong has been using her left hand to use chopsticks all these years—but this is not something she learned when she was young, but she secretly learned how to ride a horse when she was seven or eight years old. She fell off the horse and broke her right arm. She got used to it during the recovery period. Use your left hand.

Since then, she has been left-handed all the time, and it was not impossible to change it at that time, because she heard from Zhen Guogong, who is also left-handed, that people who are left-handed are often smarter than ordinary people-this was determined by Zhen Guogong. If you say it out of your mouth, it will become less convincing, and you will believe it with the respect of a child at that time.

But now, she is using her right hand. This is indeed her memory and habits before she was seven or eight years old.

"I'm stuffed."

Princess Jingrong put down her chopsticks, looked at Emperor Qingming, and asked, "Brother, why don't you see Father and Second Brother? But haven't you come back yet?"

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