Chapter 83 Found tampering with prescriptions

Su Jiuer tentatively said, "I know Xiaoxiao is the best, and he will definitely tell me."

Yan Yunxiao blushed, turned away, and stopped talking.

But he hid under his sleeves and smiled foolishly.

My shoulders trembled when I laughed, and I thought I was hiding it well.

Su Jiuer thought to herself, children are really innocent.

This should be the most sincere and endearing emotion Yan Yunxiao had when he was young.

But in the process of growing up, such sincere emotions were wiped out by the cruel reality, and finally a little bit remained, which was hidden deep in Yan Yunxiao's heart.

As a result, Yan Yunxiao grew up and became cold and ruthless. However, at some point, such sincere emotions would still break out late one night, and finally turned into a childish personality.

After lunch, they both leaned on the rocking chairs and took a nap.

When Yan Yunxiao woke up again, the sky had turned dim.

The setting sun was setting, and the ambiguous light and shadow hit Su Jiuer's face, making the shadow of her eyelashes very long.

He was stunned for a while looking at this comfortable scene, but his mind was dark and empty.

When I touched the thread of my memory, the picture in my mind flashed. Su Jiuer stood on the wall of the Imperial City, her gauze skirt fluttering, and she firmly begged him for mercy, begging him to let go of the child who abused him.

When he thought of this, his brain started to hurt again. The scene went back. He was pinching Su Jiu'er. He pulled Su Jiu'er's hair and asked her to watch the executioner behead him. He saw the piles of corpses and he saw the streets.

Rivers of blood flowed.

No matter how turbulent, cruel, bloody, and bad the memory was, when his eyes finally fell on Su Jiuer's face, he felt that the whole world had become quiet.

Even he subconsciously held his breath for fear of waking up this sleeping face.

He opened his palms and saw mottled small wounds on his palms. The wounds had obviously been treated with medicine. But he didn't know where these wounds came from. He only knew that he had lost his memory for a period of time.

Looking around again, he was currently in Su Jiuer's Fuyang Palace.

He stood up very gently, then frowned and rubbed his swollen temples.

Zhaoshun happened to come to report and whispered, "Your Majesty, the drawings for the reconstruction of Yinhua Hall have been handed in. Can you take a look?"

Yan Yunxiao took the drawing and opened it, asking, "What's the date today and what time is it?"

Although Zhaoshun was strange, he explained everything one by one.

Yan Yunxiao's hand froze, and now a whole day and night had passed since what happened on the tower?

He silently looked at the blueprint of Yinhua Palace in his hand. Although he was confused and didn't understand why it had to be rebuilt, he also realized that something must have happened and he had forgotten it.

So he asked tentatively, "How is the situation?"

Zhaoshun said, "Fortunately, the area burned was not large, and the study was intact, it was just the bedroom."

When he got to the point, he stopped.

Zhao Shun always thought that Yan Yunxiao and Su Jiu'er had a falling out, so they accidentally burned down the dormitory. He didn't go on because he didn't want to mention the quarrel between Yan Yunxiao and Su Jiu'er, lest His Majesty would worry too much.

Yan Yunxiao frowned. He couldn't imagine that it was just one day and one night. How could the Yinhua Palace be burned down?

He threw the drawing back to Zhaoshun and strode towards Yinhua Hall.

Sure enough, the dormitory of Yinhua Hall was in a mess and almost burned to the ground.

Yan Yunxiao took out a list from a burned drawer, which was exactly the prescription given to him by Master Song Xing.

Later, when he went to Tailing Temple, he left this list here and did not take it with him.

After coming back, with Su Jiu'er by his side, he slept very peacefully in those days, and he didn't even think about taking the medicine.

He shook the ashes on it and found that one corner of the list had been burned. It was the words where Su Jiuer had added some medicinal materials privately. Only one word remained on it after being burned.

He put it away, then turned around and pulled out an old locked jewelry box.

When he opened it, there was a pair of jasper jade bracelets inside, which were his mother's relics.

Fortunately there was no damage.

He picked up the things and turned around.

"Clang."

A small jewelry box that was smoked black was accidentally kicked by Yan Yunxiao. It rolled out twice and was kicked open.

An emerald hairpin with double flowers fell out of it.

He stared blankly for two seconds, then slowly knelt down and picked up the hairpin with double flowers.

It was the one from Wanbao Pavilion, the one that was left as a gift to Su Jiuer before going to the execution site.

But he just put it on her dressing table and didn't give it to her personally.

He wiped the dust-stained area with his fingertips, and then put it into his sleeve.

Then he said to Zhaoshun, "Prepare a carriage."

Perhaps he had seen how Yan Yunxiao was submissive to Su Jiuer during the day, so Zhaoshun subconsciously asked, "What did Concubine Su say?"

Yan Yunxiao frowned and glanced over coldly.

If he leaves his palace, what does he have to do with Su Jiuer?

Zhaoshun was so frightened by the slash that he immediately responded, "Yes, yes, yes, I'll go right now!"

Yan Yunxiao couldn't help but wonder, what did he do when he lost his memory?

Moreover, Zhaoshun and the others seemed to be unaware of his abnormality.

What about Su Jiuer?

He thought of the pack of silver needles that Su Jiuer carried with him, and he was confused.

Yan Yunxiao left the palace alone in a carriage, went and stopped the carriage in front of several jewelry pavilions in a disguised manner, and then quietly sneaked into Baixing Tower.

"Bang!"

The door of Linglong Pavilion was kicked open by Yan Yunxiao in a familiar manner.

The bamboo tube in Master Song Xing's hand contained three copper plates that were shaking loudly.

"Brother Yan, what are you doing?"

"I didn't touch your woman!"

Master Song Xing showed a frightened expression and teased him.

Yan Yunxiao stepped in neatly. He wanted to get straight to the point, but he didn't remember what happened last night, but in the end he took out the burned and incomplete list and handed it to him.

Master Song Xing looked at the list in surprise, and then asked, "Why was it burned?"

"Okay, you don't cherish the things I gave you so much, I feel sad."

He took it and said joking words, while shaking off the list and looking at it.

Then he frowned.

There seems to be something wrong.

He remembered that there were only nine herbs in total, so why were there words below?

Although there is only one word left now, there must be other words underneath what was originally burned.

He said to Yan Yunxiao, "What did you write at the back?"

Yan Yunxiao frowned in confusion.

He handed the list to Yan Yunxiao, pointed to the extra word and said, "Didn't you add this?"

However, Master Song Xing also felt that this character did not look like Yan Yunxiao. Someone had obviously added it to his own notes.

Seeing Yan Yunxiao shake his head, Master Song Xing said solemnly, "No, this prescription has been tampered with."

"How long have you been taking it?"

Yan Yunxiao also shook his head. He basically never drank. He was often too busy to remember to drink.

Master Song Xing breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't know which medicinal materials are written below, or whether they are harmful to your body."

"It seems that they have sent informants to you a long time ago. Can you vaguely guess who it is?"

Yan Yunxiao lowered his eyes, and Su Jiuer's face appeared in his mind.

This is today’s additional update.

ps: The real double-faced personality disorder is almost incurable, and there is currently no effective drug for treatment. The content of this story is purely for plot needs and fiction, so please do not believe it.
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