The two of them quickly arrived at the small hidden building in the corner of the back garden. Because Fang Zimo went crazy and injured a servant of the family, he had no choice but to have her locked up on the second floor here.
She was given food and the room was cleaned at regular intervals every day.
Uncle Zhang's wife Lianhua is usually responsible for Fang Zimo's daily life. When she saw him coming, she hurriedly greeted him: "Young Master."
Fu Yuanxi stood at the door of Fang Zimo's room. Through the iron gate, she saw a woman wearing a royal blue dress sitting quietly by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window in a daze.
The jet-black hair was spread smoothly behind his back, and the figure was almost exactly the same as the one he had dreamed about for many years.
Back then, he saw a figure that was almost exactly the same as Lu Zimo in the crowd, so he chased her madly. When he saw her face that was very similar to Lu Zimo's.
He completely lost control. He used all methods and married her back home despite everyone's accusations and objections.
He didn't know what kind of mentality he had. Even if she finally saw the scene of her fiancé with another woman and was so stimulated that she went crazy, he never thought of giving up on her!
At this time, seeing that the once timid and cowardly girl finally stopped going crazy, he felt mixed emotions in his heart and sighed softly: "Aunt Zhang, open the door!"
Aunt Zhang was stunned for a moment: "Master, what if she-"
Aunt Zhang'er and her husband still have fresh memories at this moment. Two years before Fang Zimo went crazy, the young master was scratched and bitten countless times by her.
In the end, it wasn't until she injured a servant in the family that the young master ordered her to be locked into the small building at the back.
"Don't you understand my skills? As long as I don't want to, she can't hurt me!" Fu Yuanxi's tone was firm.
Aunt Zhang had no choice but to open the door.
The sound of the door being opened woke up Fang Zimo, who was sitting in a daze by the window. She slowly turned around, and when she saw Fu Yuanxi walking in, her eyes widened in surprise.
"You, you--, are you Fu Yuanxi?" Fang Zimo stuttered in shock.
Fu Yuanxi nodded: "It seems that Uncle Zhang was right. You are no longer crazy."
After the surprise in Fang Zimo's eyes dissipated, he revealed endless doubts: "So this is really Qincheng? I - you - what is our relationship?"
Fu Yuanxi stared at him, frowning slightly: "I am your husband! It seems that your brain is really burned out, and even I don't remember it!"
After hearing his words, Fang Zimo took several steps back, and finally slumped down on the stool behind him, muttering to himself in disbelief: "You are my husband? We--then who am I? I
Why are you here?"
Fu Yuanxi walked up to her slowly: "Do you really not remember who you are?"
Fang Zimo suddenly raised his head: "Of course I know who I am, I am Lu——, no, my head hurts."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly covered her forehead, and the expression on her face became painful.
Fu Yuanxi took two steps back and looked at Uncle Zhang: "Go and call Gao Qifan to come over!"
Uncle Zhang quickly turned around and retreated.
Fang Zimo looked up at him again at this time: "Mirror, I want a mirror! I want to look in the mirror."
"You want to look in the mirror?" Fu Yuanxi was very confused about her sudden request.
Didn't you have a headache just now? Why do you suddenly need to look in the mirror again? It seems that this time, although you are not crazy when you have a high fever, you become a fool in the end!