Doctor Ayu shook off Rouyao's hand, turned around and ran inside.
"Father!"
Rouyao and Qin Zhou looked at each other. She has a father? She is not Zian
Zi'an's father, Xia Huaijun, died a long time ago.
Rouyao was very disappointed, but Qin Zhou quickly followed her in.
The window of the room was slightly open, and the light from the door and the window was enough for Qin Zhou to see the person on the bed clearly.
That was the person she would not mistake even if he turned into ashes, although he had changed a lot.
Doctor Arabic picked up the medicine bowl on the ground, and a pool of black medicine was flowing on the ground.
"Father, I told you I would serve you medicine later, why did you take it yourself?"
The man on the bed looked at Qin Zhou. His eyes were dim and cloudy, completely devoid of their former sharpness and coldness. The skin on his face was extremely thin, and he seemed to be just a layer of skin, like an old man who was about to die.
Qin Zhou saw that there was nothing under the thin blanket between his legs.
A great emperor ended up like this.
"You call him father?" Qin Zhou looked at Chu Jing coldly.
"Father, these two are here to look for someone, but they found the wrong person," said Doctor Ayu.
Chu Jing spoke slowly, his voice hoarse as if he was pumping a bellows, "Ayu, please go out for a moment. I want to talk to these two distinguished guests."
Doctor Ayu looked at Qin Zhou suspiciously. If she was not mistaken, there was hatred and anger in her eyes.
It was as if the person lying in front of her had an irreconcilable hatred for her.
"Do you really know each other?" asked Doctor Ayu.
"I saw it many years ago." Chu Jing said.
Doctor Ayu saw that Qin Zhou and Rouyao were hostile to each other and wanted to stay, but another medicine boy came and said there was an emergency, so Doctor Ayu hurried out.
After Doctor A Yu left, Chu Jing sent the medicine boy who led the way out.
After the door closed, Qin Zhou slowly sat down on the chair and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to hide here. You are really a centipede that is dying but still persists!"
Chu Jing slowly lifted the quilt and saw that the space between his legs was indeed empty.
Qin Zhou took a look and then stared at him, "So what? Death is not too much."
Chu Jing said slowly: "Yes, it's not too late to die."
He sighed softly, "Finally you guys found me."
"It's easy to find someone the emperor has ordered." Rouyao said angrily.
"Your Majesty?" Chu Jing looked at Rouyao, then at Qin Zhou, and said sarcastically, "She is the emperor, isn't she?"
"Tell me, why did you hide Zi'an here? What did you do to her? She doesn't know us and still calls you dad. You are so shameless. What qualifications do you have to be her dad?"
"Does her biological father have the qualifications to be her father?" Chu Jing said coldly.
"Her biological father is not qualified, and neither are you!" The veins on Qin Zhou's forehead were throbbing, and it was obvious that she was burning with anger, but she suppressed it.
There was the same anger and hatred in Chu Jing's eyes. He was defeated by a woman, Qin Zhou, who had plotted to seize his kingdom.
What he couldn't accept the most was that she was now standing in front of him as a winner, and he had to lift the quilt to let her see his broken leg in order to win her sympathy and spare his life.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. He is the bandit, but originally, he was the king.
The reversal of identity, the anger of humiliation, and the instinct for survival made all the blood in his body rush to his brain, and his face turned purple.
But he still has a trump card.
Xia Zian!
He tried to calm his breathing, suppress the anger in his heart, and changed his tone to a light and cold one, "Go and tell her that her name is Xia Zian. Use all your methods to make her remember her past. I guarantee that within three days, she will commit suicide."
Qin Zhou punched the table, causing it to collapse. She roared in anger, "What on earth did you do to her?"
Compared to Qin Zhou's anger, Chu Jing was calmer. "It's not what I did to her, but what happened to her. She gave birth to twins, and a wolf took one away. Because of this, she tried to commit suicide several times. The last time, she jumped off a cliff, but couldn't die. I saved her and brought her back. To save her, I broke both my legs, so she had to support me. She was lucky. The last time she committed suicide, she lost her memory after waking up."
After hearing this, Rouyao was shocked.
She thought of the curse. Before leaving Beijing, King Ye told her that Zi'an was cursed by Concubine Yi.
Qin Zhou didn't believe it, and said coldly: "You saved Zi'an? It's good enough that you didn't harm her. You're just talking nonsense, I don't believe a word of it."
"If you don't believe me, just go ahead and try. It's not difficult to awaken her memory. She can always be touched when I occasionally talk about her past. This proves that her memory is not buried too deeply."
Qin Zhou was about to speak, but Rouyao said, "Your Majesty, can we talk for a moment?"
Qin Zhou turned to look at Rouyao, and seeing the horror on Rouyao's face, her expression gradually became heavy.
The two men walked out. Chu Jing looked at the closed door and breathed a long sigh of relief. His palms were full of sweat and his back was also wet, as if he had just experienced a battle, and it was an unexpected battle.
"Zi'an has been cursed. This curse will plant a thunderbolt in a person's mind. Once certain triggers are triggered, it will cause a mental breakdown and lead to suicide."
"Who did it?" Qin Zhou was furious.
"It was Concubine Yi who asked Concubine Mei to do it."
"This woman again? Why hasn't she died yet?" Qin Zhou was furious. "Zi'an has let her go time and again, and she's still not satisfied?"
"Let's not talk about that for now. How true do you think Chu Jing's words are? For example, Zi'an gave birth to twins and one of them was taken away. If this is true, then Zi'an's suicide must also be true. She has only been able to survive the past two years by losing her memory. Once her memory is awakened, I'm afraid that if the curse is not resolved, she will..."
Rouyao couldn't bear to say those two words. She had finally found her and couldn't let her commit suicide again.
Qin Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Are you sure about the spell?"
"It must be that Concubine Mei said it herself." Rouyao said bitterly, "And, after I found out, I also checked. Some Xianbei tribes do have such curses. Some of Zi'an's previous symptoms also fit the criteria, such as repeated nightmares, restlessness, decadence and giving up. I thought it was caused by drugging before, but now I think about it, it was probably a curse. Moreover, this curse uses corpses and suicide as inducements, which means that once Lao Qi is not by her side, she will continue to have mental breakdowns. Wu Yanzu also confirmed this. When in Miaojiang, Zi'an started to have nightmares again, and she dreamed that Lao Qi was covered in blood. If her nightmares overcome her reason and she believes that Lao Qi is really dead, she will commit suicide."
"What a vicious curse!" Qin Zhou said gritting his teeth.
For a military commander, all grudges should be settled with a clear conscience. Doing these sneaky things behind the scenes is what she hates the most.
(End of this chapter)