Qin Wuyan's gaze fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's clenched wrist, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, he walked up to her in two or three steps, and whispered: "Xiaoyu, your father has woken up."

Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes were already swollen from crying, and when she heard Qin Wuyan's words, she was taken aback: "My dad is awake?"

"Well, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"He has no memory of the past. He doesn't seem to remember who he is, nor who you are. Would you like to go and see him now?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu cheered up, supported by Qin Wuyan, and hurried to the front yard.

When I arrived at the bedroom, I saw the housekeeper directing the servants to help wipe Zhuang Huaisen's fingers.

Zhuang Xiaoyu shook off Qin Wuyan's hand, and flew over, "Father, you woke up, how do you feel?"

Zhuang Huaisen just stared at her blankly, pushed the thin Zhuang Xiaoyu away with his other hand that was still moving, and turned his eyes away.

Seeing this scene, Qin Wuyan narrowed his deep phoenix eyes slowly.

The butler persuaded him from the side: "Miss, the high priest has lost his memory, not only does he not know you, but he doesn't even remember himself, so please don't blame him."

Only then did Zhuang Huaisen look at Zhuang Xiaoyu whose eyes were swollen as big as peaches, pulled back the hand held by Zhuang Xiaoyu, and said vaguely: "I'm so sleepy."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Father, I'm Xiaoyu..."

The butler grabbed Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Miss, the high priest has just woken up and doesn't know anyone. Come and see him tomorrow. Don't worry, it's good if you wake up. Maybe you'll remember it sometime... ..”

Zhuang Xiaoyu saw that Zhuang Huaisen had closed his eyes and his face was full of fatigue, so he had to hold back his sadness and leave.

Qin Wuyan walked by her side, saw her looking lost, and took her hand: "Xiao Yu, if you want to stay in the priest's house to take care of your father in the future, I will also move here with you, you You don’t have to worry about the high priest’s safety all the time in the future, how about it?”

At this moment, Zhuang Xiaoyu's mood has gradually calmed down, she looked sideways at Qin Wuyan: "Will you guard the priest's mansion for me?"

"meeting."

"Will you help me find my brother?"

Qin Wuyan paused for a moment, "Yes."

"Will you treat me well all your life and not betray me?"

"En." Qin Wuyan rubbed her little face: "As long as you are obedient and don't worry too much."

Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes gradually became moist: "As long as my father and my elder brother are well, I will definitely listen to you."

Qin Wuyan: "..."

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but as if something blocked his throat, he couldn't utter a single word.

Back in the courtyard, Zhuang Xiaoyu swept away the past laziness, took the initiative to go to the ear room to adjust the water temperature, took out all the clothes from the closet, and placed them one by one on the stool next to the bathtub.

Qin Wuyan looked at her busy figure and asked puzzledly: "Xiao Yu, what are you doing?"

"Serve you." Zhuang Xiaoyu hurriedly clasped her hands: "The water temperature has been adjusted, you go in and freshen up, if you need me to help you rub your back, I..."

Qin Wuyan threw the book in his hand on the table with a "snap", and the masseter muscles on the side of his face swelled up. After a long time, he finally relieved. He took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "You don't have to do this. How, what will happen in the future..."

Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to be at a loss under the impact of his anger, Qin Wuyan realized that his tone was too much, so he calmed down and said softly: "You don't have to be like this, I have hands and feet, and I can take care of myself. There is a shortage of people to serve.

Even if you want someone to serve you, it's not your turn to serve me, understand? "