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Originally, Hua Xia was planning to lead everyone back first. Later, she discovered that Xiao Lie firmly believed in the truth of the elopement that everyone had imagined, and was unwilling to believe what she said. This was because the former was what Xiao Lie wanted, and he did not want to remember it.

And subconsciously, he was resisting another outcome, a result where the two of them couldn't get close.

A depressed aura emanated from Xiao Lie and filled the entire room. The furnishings in the room had been renovated by Xiao Lie himself. Every corner had traces of his handiwork. The grass that later grew in the yard was also removed by him personally.

Vegetables are planted in the corner of the yard, but they are just beginning to take root.

Hua Xia glanced at all of this and sighed helplessly: "Xiao Lie, you will regret this."

Xiao Lie looked determined: "I won't."

Maybe not, but it will definitely be painful.

"What I said before was true, you and..."

Her words were interrupted by Xiao Lie. The man's headache, which had not recurred for a long time, reappeared. The veins in his forehead were throbbing, and his jaw was tense to endure the pain. Xiao Lie said, "You want to lie to me again."

"..."

"Where are you going?!" Seeing her stand up, Xiao Lie hurriedly grabbed her.

Hua Xia had no choice but to put her hand into Xiao Lie's palm: "Look for Shen Yue. If you think I will leave, you can go with me."

The touch of his palm was soft and warm. Xiao Lie was a little dazed, but he subconsciously held her hand tightly and really went with her. He held her hand tightly all the way, and the painful expression on his face was much better.

Arriving at Shen Yue's residence, after taking his pulse, Shen Yue raised her eyes, passed Xiao Lie and finally landed on Hua Xia, and said: "He can't be stimulated. It may depend on the recovery of his memory. I will prescribe some more medicine and go back to boil water for him to drink."

“The main thing is not to be stimulated.”

Hua Xia: “…”

He glanced at Xiao Lie and remained silent for a while.

It turns out that he is also vulnerable.

Xiao Lie was more or less embarrassed. He held Hua Xia's hand and shook it. On the way back, he gave her a flattering smile, which made Hua Xia choke. She said unhappily, "Tell me when you remember it later, okay?"

Xiao Lie agreed obediently.

Quejing.

The surrender letter from the Western Barbarians was delivered to the imperial city. The ministers in the court discussed how to punish the Western Barbarians who invaded Dayan severely. After the discussion, it was already past noon. When everyone dispersed, a few old ministers stayed and looked at the dragon throne at the top of the Golden Palace.

The seat was empty, with a sign on it, with the three characters "I am here" written in a flamboyant style. The old ministers turned their eyes to Yuan Jian who was standing respectfully on the other side, and asked him, "Eunuch, do you know when His Majesty will return?"

Yuan Jian bowed slightly and said the same thing: "Your Majesty will return when he wants to."

He was crying madly in his heart. He didn't know when His Majesty would return. He hoped that His Majesty would come back soon. You people were urging him. Why couldn't you go out and look for His Majesty?

Although he thought so, Yuan Jian still followed Hua Xia's instructions before leaving.

On the day His Majesty left, Yuan Jian was still half sleepy. His Majesty said he would be away for a while. At that time, he was still thinking about Gao Huang's rebellion and His Majesty's imprisonment, and why he would be away for a while. When he woke up, His Majesty was gone, leaving behind a note, which is the one on the dragon throne now.

When Yuan Jian opened the palace door, a large group of people were lying on the ground. The rebels had bruised faces and noses and looked miserable. Gao Huang used to have a reputation for being handsome in Quejing, but now there was no trace of his appearance. These people looked like they had been beaten to death.

The young guard was an insider, but no matter how Yuan Jian asked, he remained silent.

Gao Huang did not struggle when he was imprisoned, and even looked a little dazed. The imperial guards did not suffer many casualties, and those who recovered from their injuries were as hard as stone, returning to their posts and behaving honestly. No one could find out, as if...

It seems that Your Majesty has pacified the country by himself.

Some court officials speculated that it was the legendary royal secret guards. No matter which possibility it was, the court officials dared not have any thoughts of rebellion again.

Dayan Dynasty started the self-service office mode.

Far away from the border of Quejing, in the isolated village, the construction of small mud houses is becoming more and more perfect. Even the outer fence was quickly dismantled and rebuilt by Xiao Lie, and a stove was built. They no longer ate with Aliang and others to avoid troubling them too much.

Xiao Lie learned how to cook on the stove. He had some experience after serving in the army for many years. Within two days, the meals he cooked were delicious. He suddenly went from scheming in the palace to farming in the village. Although Hua Xia didn't farm...

Xiao Lie was enjoying it, and had already started thinking about building a new house to replace the current small mud house. When Hua Xia learned of his idea, she recalled her golden palace and was silent. She felt hopeless about returning to the palace.

Lying on the rattan chair that Xiao Lie had just learned to weave, Hua Xia looked at the man squatting and weeding in the small field that had been reclaimed in the expanded yard, and urged, "Are you done?"

The man quickly pulled out all the weeds, stepped on a spider to death, stood up and walked over, saying, "Okay, okay."

Halfway through the journey, he turned a corner under Hua Xia's squinting gaze, washed the mud on his hands in a bucket beside him, and after drying them, he came back, squatted in front of the rattan chair with his hands on both sides, his eyes passionate, and lowered his head to kiss Hua Xia's lips.

His eyes are so bright that it's scary.

Hua Xia: "...I asked you to come here to talk."

Xiao Lie nodded, indicating that he was listening to her. Hua Xia blinked and said, "Don't think about building a new house for now."

Xiao Lie immediately asked: "Why?"

His sharp eyes fell on Hua Xia's face and he frowned deeply: "Are you thinking of abandoning me again?"

Hua Xia was stunned: "Xiao Lie..."

Xiao Lie lowered his eyes slightly to hide his emotions, but his voice was filled with sadness: "On a normal day, you want to change the little things in the house, not to mention the mud house you are not used to living in. You are born delicate, and suddenly you don't want to change the house. What else can you do but want to leave?"

Hua Xia was speechless: "......."

Is he going to never remember this for the rest of his life?

After losing his memory, Xiao Lie was mostly angry out of pent-up anger. He was the type who would stay up all night to work hard. He learned some skills and did some carpentry work to earn money in town, which was more than cutting firewood to sell, but he couldn't stand not sleeping, so he chose to torture himself.

Hua Xia then changed the question: "Save the money, it can be used for other purposes in the future, okay?"

Xiao Lie first heard two words, and he kept muttering: "Afterwards..."

"Well."

It works.

Xiao Lie unilaterally reconciled, the corners of his lips curved up, he reached out and wrapped Hua Xia's hand, holding it in his palm and playing with it.

Hua Xia sighed inwardly. Xiao Lie's palms originally had calluses from holding a knife, but they were never as thick as they are now. From chopping wood, working on the land, and weeding, his entire palms were covered with a thicker layer of calluses. The skin at the joints of his fingers was dry and cracked, with deep cuts of dead skin.

It was actually not comfortable to hold hands, but Xiao Lie himself was not aware of it. Hua Xia let him do it without saying anything, but she didn't feel good seeing it every day.

Hua Xia pointed her other finger at the crack on Xiao Lie's hand and asked slowly, "Are you tired?"

"Not tired!"

"Are you tired?" Xiao Lie's eyes changed and he suddenly asked back.

Hua Xia shook her head subconsciously and raised her eyes slightly. Why would she be tired if she didn't do anything?