I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 96 - 73 Turning the Page_3

Outside the door, his uncle had already begun to prepare to break in.

"Huai’an, if you don’t say anything, I will come in!"

With a creak, the door opened.

Zhu Huai’an looked dazed, staring at Yin Chengshan, weak and confused: "Uncle, what is wrong with me? The things that happened in the last three days, why can’t I remember any of them?" freeweɓnøvel.com

"Huai’an, what did you call me?"

"Finally, you recognize me!"

Yin Chengshan watched his nephew speak clearly and respond with joy. He immediately instructed his subordinates to report the good news to the Prince and his own sister.

"Huai’an, have you remembered anything else?"

Zhu Huai’an shook his head and reiterated, "Everything that happened in the past three days, I can’t remember at all!"

"Don’t deceive your uncle, if you truly don’t remember, how do you know you were dazed for three days?"

Zhu Huai’an’s eyelids twitched, and he vehemently denied, "I said I don’t remember, so I don’t remember. Uncle, stop asking me, my headache is starting again!"

Yin Chengshan feared his nephew would have another hysteria, so he stopped questioning.

On the way to pay respects, Zhu Huai’an suddenly asked, "Uncle, how are my friends now?"

"They are very well. Your mother specifically had people look after them. They are still in the mansion, waiting for you to feel better so you can visit them anytime."

Saying this, Yin Chengshan couldn’t help but ask again, "Huai’an, you truly don’t remember what happened before you got sick?"

The chubby boy hesitated in his steps, his gaze somewhat uncertain.

He vaguely remembered getting drunk that day, awakening between wakefulness and sleep, seeing a murderous scholar stabbing his guards to death.

In the end...

Zhu Huai’an truly had a headache this time.

That figure looked like Brother Xu, but not quite.

He and the Wu Family brothers all knew Xu Qing was just a pale-faced scholar who wore makeup and smelled of rouge. How could he turn into a murderous martial artist overnight?

Zhu Huai’an did not divulge the unclear memories in his mind.

After paying respects to his parents, Zhu Huai’an, still burdened with his thoughts, hurriedly went to the courtyard where Xu Qing resided.

"The way of the gentleman is like a journey, starting with the nearest steps; like ascending a high place, starting from a low position..."

In the courtyard, as Zhu Huai’an and his group of guards reached the gate, Xu Qing had already sensed his presence.

Thus, he temporarily took out the only book-like item from the Mountain and River Map.

It was a volume of the Hundred Beauties Scroll, but it did not prevent him from reading it aloud.

Zhu Huai’an stood at the gate, waving to stop the servants from going ahead.

He listened to the reading voice coming from inside and fell into self-doubt again.

When he pushed the gate open, the reading voice of Xu Qing stopped abruptly.

"Crown Prince? What brings you here?"

Zhu Huai’an felt a tingling scalp, intending to ask some questions but fearing the other might bring up embarrassing moments from the past days.

Luckily, Xu Qing only showed joy without mentioning any of his misconduct from the past few days.

After sending away the servants and guards, chatting for a while, Zhu Huai’an finally couldn’t hold back.

"Brother Xu, did you save me when those Celestial Heart Sect rebels tried to assassinate me?"

"I am a weak scholar, unable to even tie up a chicken, how could I save you?" Xu Qing shook his head and denied.

"The one who saved you was a master like an exiled immortal. Unfortunately, you were drunk and delirious, disturbed by the assassin, which led to your hysterical illness."

"Speaking of which, in these three days, you have done quite some significant things..."

"Wait! Let’s not talk about past events. I don’t know anything about that night or these past three days, and you don’t have to tell me!"

Xu Qing laughed lightly, and they both avoided those topics altogether.