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After regaining his memory, Xiao Yi had also read these stories. However, he was no longer obsessed with power as before; instead, he claimed to be unwell and became a leisurely nobleman. He had plenty of time to gather all these stories. Naturally, he also discovered the Scholar who provided me with the script. Then, I witnessed the scene before me.
The deputy general held the script as if reading military orders, delivering it with a powerful and resonant voice. The Scholar knelt on the ground, trembling and sobbing uncontrollably. Xiao Yi, on the other hand, calmly sipped his tea, occasionally letting out an ambiguous laugh.
As I pushed open the door and walked in, I happened to see this scene. "Your Highness," I greeted Xiao Yi with a bow and then cast a disdainful glance at the kneeling Scholar. "What kind of man cries like that?"
"Indeed, my lord is impressive; he never panics in difficult situations." After saying this, I plopped down beside Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow. "What brings you here?"
"Your Highness, why do you not ask me about these matters but instead choose to investigate?" I stared into Xiao Yi's eyes, feeling wronged as I said, "Do you not trust me?"
Xiao Yi set down his teacup and replied nonchalantly, "I am very interested in your script, so I brought back the person who wrote it."
"I want to see what kind of tricks you can come up with." So it was just to satisfy his curiosity.
I pouted and muttered softly, "Isn't it because you forgot yourself?"
"If I had known you were so useless, I should have married someone else back then."
Xiao Yi shot me a half-smile and glanced at me. "You dare."
"You don't remember anyway, so what is there to be afraid of?" I retorted stubbornly.
Xiao Yi took another sip of tea and said slowly, "Although I don't remember everything, I do recall quite a bit."
"Qian Qian, do you remember the time you saved me in Cangzhou?"
"Back then, I was gravely injured and on the brink of death, and you stayed by my bedside without rest."
"When I woke up, you fell head over heels for me, and I was smitten with you at first sight."
"I was certain at that moment that you would be the one to accompany me for life."
Xiao Yi spoke slowly, and I felt a pang of discomfort.
"Your Highness, that's all in the past. Why bring it up now?"
Xiao Yi replied nonchalantly, "I just find it amusing that you keep saying I've forgotten you, yet you've forgotten how I came to like you."
"Qian Qian, you ungrateful one, shouldn't you reflect on what you did for me back then?"
I was merely speaking off the cuff; how could he take it seriously?
"Your Highness, wasn't it all to save you?"
"If you had died, what would I have done?"
"So, you can't blame me."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi's eyes flickered slightly. "Were you saving me or saving yourself?"
"Of course it was to save you."
"How could I accomplish all that alone?"
Xiao Yi chuckled lightly. "Oh? Is that so?"
"If that's the case, then why did you try to extort me?"
"If I had died, wouldn't you have been left as a widow?"
"Your Highness, saying that makes it sound like my extorting you would change the outcome."
"If you died, I would naturally follow you."
Xiao Yi's gaze suddenly became profound upon hearing those words. He looked at me deeply and slowly said, "Qian Qian, remember what you said."
There was no need to be so serious.
"Your Highness, you should handle the important matters first," I suggested, pointing at the Scholar on the ground to change the subject.
Xiao Yi glanced at the Scholar and casually replied, "Such trivial matters do not require my personal attention."
"Take him away and execute him."
Please don’t cry, big brother; I’m scared.
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