Chapter 676

"You say that Song Ci is really crazy this time? And there's no way to be normal again? " Ling Tianwang raised his voice and asked, looking very surprised.

He touched his chest. His emotion was so complicated that it was hard to describe for a moment.

The doctor knelt down respectfully in front of Ling Tianwang, nodded hard, and said, "it's true, and when his state is stable, his age should go back to three years old."

"Age regression?" Ling Tianwang asked again, and a clear pimple appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

"No, maybe it's more accurate to describe it in terms of intellectual retrogression," the doctor hesitated and shook his head. "He will lose all his memories after three years old, and think from the bottom of his heart that he is just a three-year-old baby."

Ling Tianwang had never heard of such a thing, but he only thought it was ridiculous to put all this on Song's resignation.

"Forget everything?" Song Ci repeated in a low voice, some unconvinced and said, "why can he take it for granted to forget all he has done and the sins he carries?"

For this, the doctor dare not interface, only dare to smile beside, but in the heart is not live sigh.

Zhou ruo'an took a look at him, turned around and said, "don't worry. Now this is just a speculation, not a fact."

Raise a hand heavy press own canthus, Ling Tianwang slowly pressed down in the heart of the emotion, said, "is I too impulsive."

He looked up at the standing doctor and said, "I hope you can do your best to keep him."

The doctor nodded hard, but his expression was tangled.

After guessing what he thought, Zhou ruo'an said, "you don't have to worry, just do your best."

Time flies, and soon it's the end of the night.

But this night, except for those children who don't know anything, no one can really fall asleep.

Xun GUI ministers are worried about their future. The imperial doctor is busy treating Song Ci, while Ling Tianwang's soldiers are full of pride and excitement.

Lying in the position that he had been used to, Ling Tianwang looked at the curtain on his head, but he didn't know where he was floating.

Zhou ruo'an tried to conserve her energy for tomorrow, but the more she forced herself to sleep, the more sober she was.

Twinkling stars in the sky, curved crescent like a sickle hanging high above, looking at the changes under indifference.

In the early morning of the next day, before the smoke of every household rose, the door of the prime minister's house, which had been quiet for a long time, was knocked open.

"Sir, we have guests." The old servant knocked on the door of the study and said.

The prime minister stayed up all night, his eyes covered with blood, and a clear dark color appeared.

After listening to the knock on the door, he stopped for a long time and then blinked slowly.

Putting the brush aside, the prime minister raised his hand and rubbed his eyes and walked out slowly.

"Guests?" He asked.

The old servant didn't pay attention to his question. The first thing he saw was the embarrassment of the prime minister.

"Master, why do you have to be so hard?" said the servant. "You are not a man now, and your body has become extremely weak because of your long prison life. How can you stand such tiredness?"

Clearly feel the other side's worry and concern, the prime minister a wry smile, some helpless in the heart.

"I know what you mean," he began, "but now time waits for no one, where is the time to rest."

Seeing that the other party still wanted to refute, the prime minister quickly took two steps outside and changed the topic.

"You said there were guests? Who are the guests? " He asked.

To understand the prime minister's meaning, the old servant sighed and heavily shook his sleeve. Finally, he could only keep those superfluous words in his heart.

"The ministers with you," said the prime minister, following him.

The pace of walking forward stopped for a moment. The prime minister picked his eyebrows unexpectedly, and there was a lot of speculation in his heart.

"They look a little ugly. I don't know..." The old servant whispered a reminder.

"I see," said the prime minister, remembering the incident, but he didn't care.

In the reception hall, the ministers had their own movements on their hands, but their eyes kept falling towards the entrance, which seemed quite strange.

Just because of this, as soon as the prime minister appeared, they stood up and looked at him.

As he stopped walking forward, the prime minister turned around and said, "everyone is guarding outside. No one can approach without my command."

Seeing the seriousness in the prime minister's eyes, the old servant nodded heavily.

After giving all the orders, the prime minister went to the throne step by step.

"What are you doing standing up?" he said quietly with a smile. "If you let others see it, it's easy to misunderstand."Because of his emphasis, the ministers sat down slowly, but the tension of their bodies did not ease.

Drooping his eyelids, the prime minister did not make any more detours. He asked cleanly, "I don't know if you come together, but what do you have to say?"

Those people looked at each other, and finally the prime minister was the enemy.

"We want to know what you're going to do," he asked, looking straight at the prime minister.

"Intend to..." The prime minister whispered this word, and did not speak for a long time.

The man was a little anxious. He could not help but hasten, "we are in a difficult situation now. If you have any ideas, you might as well come together and have a look at them together."

With a long sigh, the prime minister straightened his face and said, "you won't agree with my plan. Why should I say more?"

"We sincerely come to ask, why do you pretend to be perfunctory?" He said with a disgruntled glare.

The prime minister raised his head, his eyes flicked over their faces, and the temperature in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"I'm going to go back to my hometown and be an old man who doesn't care about everything," the prime minister said with a smile. In his turbid eyes is the light that people dare not look directly at. "What? Are you going back with me? "

"Back home?"

They yelled in unison, but no one believed them.

"We used to be enemies, but now we are in the same situation. Why do you make up these lies to deceive us?" The man spoke angrily.

When he drank the tea in front of him, the prime minister tilted his head and satirized his eyes.

"This is my plan, and it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not," he said.