827: C827 Sunflower Red

C827 Sunflower Red

When His Highness ordered Mr. Tuoba to pass down the order to celebrate for three days, day in and day out, Gao Fei was staring at her blankly. Prince Consort Ma, was the Prince Consort she was referring to me?

Gao Fei knew what the role of Prince Consort was. Simply put, he was the daughter of the emperor's son-in-law. However, Gao Fei didn't understand why he would suddenly become Prince Consort.

Am I Prince Consort?

Whose Prince Consort am I?

Thinking about this, Gao Fei suddenly thought of a very practical question: If I'm Prince Consort, then who am I?

When a person woke up from their coma, the first thing they recalled was the moment before they fainted.

However, after Gao Fei woke up, he didn't know that he had fainted before. He couldn't even remember who he was.

When Mr. Tuoba accepted the order, His Highness saw the dull look in Gao Fei's eyes and his heart sank. He slowly knelt down in front of the bed, picked up his right hand and gently asked, "Prince Consort, what are you thinking?"

Gao Fei opened his mouth, and only after a long while did he utter a few indistinct syllables, "Who … who is Prince Consort?"

After hearing his rhetorical question, His Highness' brows fiercely pricked up a few times. "You … you are Prince Consort, my Prince Consort."

"Am I your consort?"

Gao Fei didn't speak for a long time. His vocal cords seemed to have rusted. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, he slowly returned to normal. "Who are you then?"

"Who am I? I'm Moxie Zhengdong. "

Moxie Zhengdong squeezed Gao Fei's hand with a little bit of force. Just as she was about to say something, she heard him ask again, "Who am I then?"

With a boom, a bolt of lightning flashed through Moxie Zhengdong's mind. She trembled violently as she stared into Gao Fei's eyes and said with a deep voice: "You are Gao Fei, I am Moxie Zhengdong, and this is the Underground Ancient City of Loulan."

The confusion in Gao Fei's eyes became even stronger: "I am Gao Fei? My name is Gao Fei? "

Moxie Zhengdong placed Gao Fei's right hand on her creamy cheek and said softly, "Gao Fei, don't joke with me, alright? I know you've got a shrapnel in the back of your head from a hand grenade. It could hurt your brain and affect your memory. But I've already tested your pulse, and your pulse is clear. I know there's no blockage, but you're joking with me. You're just trying to scare me, right? "

He stared straight at Moxie Zhengdong in a daze. Just as her eyes became more and more serious and she couldn't resist reaching out to wipe his face, he suddenly laughed, just like the morning sun in winter. With a touch of warmth, he said: "Hehe, I was just trying to scare you, of course I know my name is Gao Fei."

Moxie Zhengdong froze for a moment, then let out a long sigh of relief. "I knew you did it on purpose, you scared me so much just now, so I thought you really lost your memory." But even if it's really amnesia, it doesn't matter. Once your body recovers, I can let you recover at any time. "

Gao Fei still wanted to say something, but Moxie Zhengdong's left hand covered his eyes and she said softly, "Prince Consort, you just woke up. Gao Fei still wanted to say something, but Moxie Zhengdong's left hand covered his eyes and she said gently," Prince Consort, you just woke up.

Moxie Zhengdong's tone was filled with an irresistible gentleness, making Gao Fei feel as if he was lying on a beach during summer. He gradually suppressed his sleepiness and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

After feeling Gao Fei's pulse smoothly, Moxie Zhengdong let go of his hand and covered him with the blanket. She stood up and quickly walked out of the bedroom.

At the door to the chambers stood the High Priest Tuoba Qianjun of the Divine Hall of Ancient City of Loulan.

According to King of Loulan, the ancestors of the God of Heaven Shrine, King of Loulan and the High Priest were not allowed to interact this often. Besides, each of them had their own responsibilities, so King of Loulan didn't have the qualifications to order the High Priest around, other than in terms of reputation.

However, ever since Moxie Zhengdong had vowed to find the gene that would change the short lifespan and marriage between close relatives of Wu Jun. Tuoba Qianjun had given her the greatest support: He did not wish for the tragic fate of the previous generation of King of Loulan to continue, especially after the rebirth of the《 Anggui Scripture》 after seven hundred years.

In these seven hundred years, the underground Ancient City of Loulan had already passed through seventy generations of King of Loulan. Each generation of King of Loulan only lasted for a short ten years.

He wanted to use his status and abilities as High Priest Lou Lan to assist this generation's King of Loulan and issue a challenge to their miserable fate. He wanted to die for nothing.

That was why Tuoba Qianjun had abandoned his position as High Priest after King of Loulan had carried the heavily injured Gao Fei back to Lou Lan underground. He was willing to be a servant who would follow orders anytime, hoping that it would be helpful to her.

"Your Highness, the order has been passed down."

After seeing Moxie Zhengdong walk out of the bedroom, Tuoba Qianjun bowed slightly as he reported.

"Mr. Tuoba, thank you." Please come with me. I have something to say to you. "

King of Loulan put his hands on the left side of his waist as he made a 'blissful' squat before quickly walking up the stairs.

Previously, King of Loulan had called Tuoba Qianjun the High Priest, but now, he called him mister. It was because of the great help Moxie Zhengdong had given her after she had rescued Gao Fei to Lou Lan underground that she had been saved.

Lou Lan's High Priest had medical skills that were not inferior to King of Loulan's, as well as some unfathomable medical skills.

Tuoba Qianjun followed Moxie Zhengdong and quickly arrived at the main hall.

King of Loulan sat in the Dragon Throne, raising his hand to invite the High Priest to sit cross-legged on the carpet on the left. He said worriedly, "Mr. Tuoba, first of all, thank you for saving my Prince Consort. It's just like you said, he lost his memory."

After Tuoba Qianjun left, Moxie Zhengdong recounted her conversation with Gao Fei in detail. In the end, she smiled bitterly and said, "I can see that when I said his name and asked him not to scare me, he admitted that he was joking with me. In fact, he really lost his memories because he didn't mean what he said.

Sighing softly, Moxie Zhengdong looked outside the hall and slowly said, "He wants to be so strong that he doesn't dare to let others know that he has lost his memories. He is indeed the man that I, Moxie Zhengdong, have taken a fancy to."

In the distance outside the Audience Hall, the faint sounds of gongs and drums could be heard. It was the sound of the citizens congratulating and celebrating.

Tuoba Qianjun didn't say anything. His eyes were staring at the floor, while his face was expressionless.

After a long silence, King of Loulan said softly, "Mr. Tuoba, you will cure me of Prince Consort's amnesia, right? Inside the Heavenly Temple, there is the Immortal Sesame Grass which can nourish the brain. I think Mr. Tuoba should not be stingy with it, right? "

Only then did Tuoba Qianjun slowly raise his head and look at King of Loulan, "Your Highness, under the cooperation of the Immortal Sesame and your superb medical skills, the Prince Consort's memories can be restored. Only, I want to remind Your Highness, do you really hope that Prince Consort can recover his memories? "

"Seriously, I don't want to."

King of Loulan answered without the slightest hesitation, "Mr. Tuoba, I know you are thinking for my sake, because once Prince Consort has recovered his memories, he will be thinking about the outside world, where he will be needed to manage the situation. He definitely won't be willing to stay in the underground Lou Lan. "But …"

Gently biting her lips, Moxie Zhengdong said dreamily, "Since Gao Fei did not hesitate to sacrifice himself to save me, how could I possibly lie to him? Maybe he doesn't even belong to our world. "

Tuoba Qianjun tried to persuade him again, "Your Highness, please think carefully. Compared to being awake, if Prince Consort Prince is not, which aspect is more advantageous to you?"

King of Loulan looked outside the main hall, his eyes were filled with a never before seen gentleness: "He's not awake, so he can accompany me until the day he turns into Asura's Bile. "Although our good days are only a few years old, but compared to the previous King of Loulan, and Shen Ruoxuan in the outside world, the result is already much better."

"Yes."

Tuoba Qianjun continued, "Therefore, I feel that Prince Consort should not recover his memories. At the very least, he should have stayed in Lou Lan before the new King of Loulan was born. Your Highness, I can swear in the Temple of Heavenly Mystery that when he leaves, I will naturally let him regain his memories and let him leave. Perhaps, that is the best way to achieve both ends of the spectrum. "

Tuoba Qianjun had said that Gao Fei would be leaving in the future. He had hinted at the death of Moxie Zhengdong: since Moxie Zhengdong had already turned into a Shura, there was no need for Gao Fei to stay in Lou Lan anymore.

King of Loulan looked at him and slowly asked: "Mr. Tuoba, do you have no confidence that I will be able to find the [Anggui Scripture] and change the miserable fate of the Moxie Family like this?"

When she finished speaking, her tone was stern.

Tuoba Qianjun looked at King of Loulan, his gaze calm and without the slightest intention of dodging: "According to what I know, the black cover of the《 Anggui Book》 has already sunk to the ground and will never return."

Since the complete set of the Anggui Sutra could not be gathered, then there was no way to change the tragic fate of the Moxie Family.

This was what Tuoba Qianjun meant, Moxie Zhengdong understood.

Silence.

Silence. Two people.

After a long while, King of Loulan broke the silence by saying with a sigh, "Prince Consort once told me that he would find the entire set of the [Anggui Scripture]."

Tuoba Qianjun answered in a hard tone, "A man is always inferior to a god. Perhaps, this is not the time for Moxie Family to change fate. "

King of Loulan clenched his hands tightly and said in a deep voice, "Let's not talk about this anymore. We'll let the heavens decide what it wants us to do." However, the fate of Prince Consort lies in our hands. I don't want him to be muddle-headed and accompany me. Mr. Tuoba, can you understand a woman's feelings? "

Tuoba Qianjun suddenly glared and shouted: "Tai! "Moxie Zhengdong, you have already become a devil!"0

Moxie Zhengdong was indifferent to Tuoba Qianjun's harsh words, "Hehe, I am a woman, what's wrong with that? What the hell was this? When Gao Fei was outside, he even said that I was a pitiful woman. I think what he said made a lot of sense. "

"Hai."

After hearing King of Loulan's words, Tuoba Qianjun let out a long sigh helplessly. He cupped his hands and bowed slightly: "Your Highness, since Tuoba Qianjun said he would help you change anything, then he will follow the promise and do it, no matter what you want me to do."

"Thank you, Mr. Tuoba."

King of Loulan also bowed slightly and asked, "According to Mister's observation, if Gao Fei wants to be completely demobilized and recover his consciousness, how much longer will it take for him to do so?"

Tuoba Qianjun was silent for a moment, and then said quietly, "After all, the scenery in the West Lake in the last six months is not the same as during the fourth time. The lotus leaves will receive endless amounts of green light, and the lotus flowers will all be red in color. "

This poem was written by the Song Dynasty's poet Yang Wanli in the form of "Morning Giving Purity Temple to Lin Zifeng". The last line, 'Flourishing Sunflower Reflection', was even more famous throughout the ages.

At this time, he was not reciting a poem out of anger, but rather, he was telling King of Loulan when Gao Fei would recover.

King of Loulan muttered: "Six more months. Well, I hope he can wait. "

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