Feng Runsheng lost his memory.
He lost his memory of Sanning.
He also forgot about the fact that he almost became a eunuch because of Sang Ning.
Feng Qiuhua had mixed emotions. He was happy that he had finally forgotten the disaster of Sang Ning, but he was worried that his memory was gone. Is the high fever you had yesterday gone? Is it such a coincidence? Will the memory come back?
She was worried, so she sent someone to invite Feng Queyi to come and take a look.
When Fengqueyi came, Feng Runsheng was packing his clothes and said he was going to Changzhao Temple.
Feng Qiuhua stood nearby and helped him straighten his collar. Hearing his words, he was startled, thinking that he had regained his memory. He was very nervous: "Changzhao, Changzhao Temple? Why do you want to go there?"
Feng Runsheng looked at his sister and smiled brightly: "You have fulfilled your wish. Sister, have you forgotten that before we left Yandu, didn't we swear that one day when we come back in glory, we will go to Changzhao Temple to fulfill our wish?"
Feng Qiuhua naturally still remembers this vow, but she has already fulfilled it.
Now he wants to fulfill his wish?
She persuaded softly: "There's no rush. Your fever has just subsided and your body is still very weak. You should take good care of yourself. Buddha is compassionate and will not blame you."
Having said this, he glanced at Feng Queyi standing at the door and hurriedly asked someone to come in: "Master Feng, you are here by chance. Please help him diagnose his pulse."
Feng Queyi stood at the door, observing Feng Runsheng's micro-expression, wondering if he had really lost his memory.
After all, his medicine hasn't been tested by anyone yet, so we don't know its specific effects.
"Brother Feng!"
When Feng Runsheng met Feng Queyi, he showed no displeasure at seeing his love rival. His eyes were full of surprise and his tone was brisk: "Brother Feng, let's go to Changzhao Temple together. The wishes made in Changzhao Temple will come true."
He acted like good brothers sharing good things.
Feng Queyi listened and did not refuse. He nodded and smiled: "Okay."
Feng Qiuhua deliberately stopped him: "Master Feng, isn't this bad?"
I heard that Sang Ning's spiritual tablet is enshrined in Changzhao Temple. What if his brother sees it?
Feng Queyi wanted Feng Runsheng to see Sang Ning's spiritual body so that he could observe it more easily, so she said, "It doesn't matter. I'll be with you. It'll be fine."
Feng Qiuhua didn't know his character and felt that he was as reliable as the brother next door, so he nodded: "Okay then. Be careful along the way."
She sent them out of the house.
The carriage outside the mansion is ready.
Feng Queyi and Feng Runsheng took a carriage to Changzhao Temple.
The person driving the carriage is Feng Si.
The speed is not fast and the ride is smooth.
Feng Runsheng was not in a hurry, and was still in the mood to open the carriage curtain and enjoy the scenery outside: "Jingdu is as lively as ever. Brother Feng, you have lived in Mobei for a long time, are you still used to living here?"
Feng Queyi smiled perfunctorily: "It's okay."
Feng Runsheng also smiled: "It's okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an old man passing by carrying candied haws on his shoulders and said hurriedly: "Stop. Feng Si, stop."
Feng Si hurriedly reined in the horse and stopped the carriage.
Feng Runsheng jumped off the carriage, chased the old man, and bought three bunches of candied haws.
This is like the body's instinctive memory. When you see a candied haws, you want to buy it. But after you buy it, you bite one and it doesn't taste good. You feel weird: How can I buy this thing?
With this confusion, he got back on the carriage, and then looked at the three bunches of candied haws in his hand in a daze.
Feng Queyi saw his confused expression and realized: He may have forgotten Sanning, but his brain still remembered the instruction to buy candied haws.
So affectionate!
The affectionate Feng Runsheng saw Feng Queyi staring at the candied haws in his hand, scratching his head and laughing a little embarrassedly: "I suddenly wanted to buy it. I don't know why. Brother Feng, do you want to eat it?"
He thought Feng Queyi was staring at the candied haws in his hand because he wanted to eat it, so he generously gave him a bunch.
Feng Queyi did not answer, shook his head and said: "No need. You can eat it yourself."
When Feng Runsheng saw that he didn't want to eat, he took it back. He finished one bunch and grinned with sourness. He looked at the remaining two bunches for a while and said with a smile, "Give them to the princess. I remember that the princess likes to eat candied haws."
Maybe he bought the candied haws for the princess?
Why did you just think of her?
They are obviously like brother and sister, very close!
When Fengqueyi saw him mentioning the princess, she had an idea and said with a smile: "Yes. The princess likes to eat. You bought it for her."
He deliberately misled Feng Runsheng about his feelings for the princess, jokingly saying: "They are indeed lovers."
Feng Runsheng blushed at his teasing, but did not refute his words.
He knew that the princess was very good, beautiful, smart and gentle, and should be the ideal wife of all men.
But does this man include him?
Is the princess his ideal wife?
A voice in my head said: No! The person you like is not like this!
But who does he like?
A vague figure flashed in his mind.
He tried his best to grab it, but couldn't. In the end, his mind went blank, leaving nothing behind.
Feng Queyi didn't know this and was wondering if Feng Qiuhua had sent someone to the palace to inform the princess? Not only the princess, but also the people around Feng Runsheng?
Feng Qiuhua is meticulous in his work, so he should be able to take care of these things, right?
He knew that she didn't want Feng Runsheng to think of Sang Ning more than he did.
The carriage continued to move.
It took nearly an hour to arrive at Changzhao Temple.
Feng Runsheng got out of the carriage, clasped his hands and looked pious, and walked up the steps three steps at a time. Not only did it take a long time, he was so tired that he was covered in sweat, and his knees were bleeding from his knees.
But he never cried out in pain, and kept his hands clasped together with a pious expression.
Feng Queyi looked on, glad that he was fulfilling his wish instead of making a wish. If he made a wish to be with Sang Ning, the Buddha would be soft-hearted when he saw it, right?
He couldn't stand it any longer, so he preceded him and went to the main hall of Changzhao Temple, called Pudu Hall, where the Buddha statue was enshrined. It was three meters high, covered with gold, magnificent and magnificent, with the shining light of the Buddha.
Sang Ning's spiritual tablet is next to the golden statue of Buddha.
Several sticks of Buddhist incense were burning in front of the spiritual throne.
The fragrance of Buddha lingers, almost covering up the writing on the spiritual tablet.
Helan Yin loves his wife Sang Ning, these words are really irritating!
"Little donor, Amitabha, so good, so good -"
The host's voice reached his ears.
Fengqueyi heard the sound and looked over, and saw Feng Runsheng worshiping the Buddha statue and donating a wad of incense money.
Before he went over, he looked at Sang Ning's memorial tablet and waited for Feng Runsheng to come over.
If Feng Runsheng sees Sang Ning, will he think of her?
He was really looking forward to it.
Expectation and apprehension.
The hands in his sleeves clenched unconsciously.
After Feng Runsheng finished worshiping the Buddha, he walked towards him as Feng Queyi expected, with simple and curious eyes: "Brother Feng, what are you looking at?"
Fengqueyi didn't answer, but looked at the spiritual tablet intently.
Feng Runsheng followed his gaze and saw the spiritual tablet. When the word "Sang Ning" on the spiritual tablet fell into his eyes, his tears suddenly flowed out.
"Sang Ning...Sang Ning?"
He murmured the name, his eyes red.
"You cried."
Feng Queyi looked at his wet eyes and thought to herself: Has he remembered? Did you remember it so easily? Are his feelings for her so indelible?
