Emperor Qingming also noticed something was wrong with his sister.
Not only her behavior, but also her demeanor was very strange, not what an adult woman should have.
"His Highness refuses to come down no matter what. As soon as the guards approach, His Highness will step back. I am afraid that Your Highness will make a mistake, so I can only ask someone to guard here first." The steward said anxiously.
"Jing Rong——"
Emperor Qingming looked at the people on the roof, frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Jingrong...? Who is Jingrong?"
The eldest princess frowned in confusion, looked down at Emperor Qingming below, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you... my eldest brother?"
"Of course it's me."
Emperor Qingming gradually began to speculate in his heart.
Jingrong doesn’t know who Jingrong is…
Let’s call him eldest brother, not royal brother…
The title of grandma in charge is also the title I used when I was a child——
"Brother... why do you look like this? I almost can't recognize you." The eldest princess looked around with red eyes and said: "Who are they? Isn't today the day for mother's burial? Why are we
Will it be here?"
Mother buried?
Emperor Qingming's eyes changed.
"How did Jingrong get up there?" he asked.
"Back to Your Majesty, Your Majesty must have climbed up through the old jujube tree." The steward sighed.
His Highness has obviously not climbed a tree for so many years, but he did not expect that the sword is still young.
Emperor Qingming looked at the jujube tree and then at his sister on the roof.
Yes...
He remembered.
Many years ago, on the day of her mother's burial, Jingrong suddenly disappeared, and it was her second brother who finally found her on the roof.
She hid on the roof alone and cried for a long time. It was her second brother who climbed up, comforted her, and had her rescued.
He was very angry about this that day.
When her mother was buried, which was such a big event, she caused chaos in the family and made her father very unhappy.
Therefore, he was quite impressed with this matter.
Jingrong said afterwards that he climbed a tree, but once he went up he did not dare to come down, so the more he cried, the more he couldn't help it.
And this Xiyuan was originally built by Jingrong according to their old house before they entered the capital. Even the position of the jujube tree is exactly the same as that of the old house.
No wonder she came here...
"Ding Ning - do you still remember how old you are this year?" Emperor Qingming looked at the people on the roof and asked in a gentle tone.
Dingning is the nickname of Princess Jingrong.
He hadn't shouted like this for a long time.
The man on the roof thought for a while before replying: "Six years old."
Everyone's expressions changed.
Princess Yufeng was also surprised.
My mother always claims that she will always be eighteen years old, but now she directly says that she is six years old... Isn't this too much?
"Dingning, you come down first, and I will explain the rest of the matter to you slowly." Emperor Qingming coaxed in a gentle voice, as patiently as if he were treating a child.
Princess Jingrong hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
She was cold and hungry.
The two guards carefully brought the person down.
"Mother!"
Princess Yufeng rushed forward and hugged him.
Princess Jingrong pushed her away hard.
"...Brother, who is she!" The eldest princess hid beside Emperor Qingming, looked at Princess Yufeng in bewilderment, and whispered: "Why did she call me mother? She is obviously so much older than me..."
Princess Yufeng's face suddenly changed.
For a moment, both mother and daughter looked at each other as if she was mentally ill.
"Ding Ning just woke up, maybe he's still a little unconscious." Emperor Qingming said in a tolerant tone. As he spoke, he took off his cloak and put it on for his younger sister who only wore a white tunic.
Princess Jingrong shrank her neck coldly and stepped on one foot with the other.
She didn't wear shoes.
"Ye Mo, please carry me."
Facing the pitiful eyes of His Highness, the nun in charge had a complicated expression.
She is over sixty this year...
What else can you say if you can really carry it?
Princess Yufeng's lips also trembled.
Does the mother really have no idea how heavy she is? Can she still have some humanity?
Xu Mingyi looked at Azhu.
Ah Zhu stepped forward at the right time: "I will carry you here, my slave."
Like the eldest princess, she can carry a large pile at a time.
Princess Jingrong looked at her and seemed to be a little resistant.
"Ding Ning, listen." Emperor Qingming said.
Princess Jingrong then lay obediently on Ah Zhu's back.
The group soon returned to the eldest princess's residence.
After the stewardess wiped the eldest princess's hands and feet with a hot handkerchief, the eldest princess got into the quilt, wrapped herself in the quilt, and came out with only her face exposed, saying: "Ye Mo, I'm hungry..."
Princess Yufeng immediately ordered the kitchen to send some food.
Not long after, the food was delivered, and the stewardess served the eldest princess while Emperor Qingming and others took the imperial doctor to the outer hall for questioning.
"...There are indeed precedents for this in medical books. Many people will forget all the past when they wake up after being comatose for a long time. What's worse, they will become crazy." The imperial doctor whispered: "Look at your highness.
The symptoms should be a manifestation of mental deterioration and memory stuck in childhood."
Emperor Qingming asked worriedly: "Will it be possible to recover in the future?"
The imperial doctor pondered for a moment and said: "Brain injuries are always extremely difficult to recover from... so it's difficult to draw a conclusion."
Princess Yufeng listened blankly.
It turns out that my mother actually regressed mentally, and her memories and thoughts returned to when she was six years old?!
This is even more incredible than the example Zhao Zhao said today where he couldn’t remember anything——
"His Highness' current mind is said to be that of a six-year-old, but in the end it is not really a six-year-old, but caused by a brain injury. Therefore, the understanding of many things should be relatively confusing and fuzzy.
, maybe... not as sober as a six-year-old child." The imperial doctor finally said.
Emperor Qingming seemed to find this fact difficult to accept, and he nodded slightly after a while.
After a while, he walked into the inner room and looked at his sister who was sitting on the bed covered with quilt and eating.
Emperor Qingming's eyes fell on her right hand holding the chopsticks.
really……
Jingrong has always used her left hand to use chopsticks over the years - but this was not a result of her childhood. She secretly learned to ride a horse when she was seven or eight years old. She fell off the horse and broke her right arm. She got used to it while recuperating.
Use your left hand.
Since then, she has been using her left hand. It was not impossible to change it at that time, just because she heard from Zhen Guo Gong, who is also left-handed, that people with left hands are often smarter than ordinary people - this was said by Zhen Guo Gong.
If you say it out loud, it will become even more unconvincing, so Jing Rong, who was just a child at the time, will believe it.
But now, she is using her right hand. This is indeed her memory and habit from before she was seven or eight years old.
"I'm stuffed."
Princess Jingrong put down her chopsticks, looked at Emperor Qingming, and asked, "Brother, why don't you see your father and second brother? But they haven't come back yet?"
