Abandoned by the best children? I just take out the space

Chapter 2241: Prosperity of Descendants

Just as she was about to drink it, she suddenly felt dizzy and fainted instantly. Scared, Chen Changli quickly supported her, looking nervous: "Shufang, Shufang, what's wrong with you?"

"Shufang, wake up quickly, don't scare me, Shufang." He kept calling Wan Shufang's name, trying to wake her up, but no matter how he called, the person in his arms did not respond.

This frightened Chen Changli greatly. He picked up the man and carried him horizontally, then walked quickly towards the inn.

"An Yi, please call a doctor, find the best doctor to come and treat Madam."

"Yes, master."

An Yi left in a hurry. Knowing how important Wan Shufang was to Chen Changli, he didn't dare to delay for a second. He quickly went to find a doctor and brought the doctor back.

The doctor, who had flown around inexplicably, looked weak. He held onto the wooden door of the inn, swaying as if about to fall. But Chen Changli pulled him in again: "Doctor, please check on her. She was fine. How could she suddenly faint?"

Hearing this, the doctor looked at Wan Shufang and reached out to feel her pulse. He tilted his head and examined her carefully. After a moment, he came to a conclusion.

"This young lady is simply too tired and lacks energy and blood. Let her have a good sleep and then prescribe a prescription to replenish her energy and blood. After some rest, she will be well again."

Hearing this, Chen Changli's heart finally settled down. He looked at Wan Shufang lovingly, his eyes full of guilt: "It's my fault. I made her suffer."

"An Yi, go get the prescription quickly and bring it back so I can brew the medicine myself."

"Yes, master." After saying that, An Yi paid the doctor the medical fee and took the doctor out, leaving Chen Changli and Wan Shufang alone in the room.

Seeing the sweat on her forehead, Chen Changli felt heartbroken. He took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her again and again, taking good care of her. However, Wan Shufang seemed to have had a nightmare and could not sleep well.

"Shufang, don't be afraid, I'm here." He tried to comfort her, and the next second, he heard Wan Shufang murmur: "Changli..."

The familiar tone and call made Chen Changli look very happy. He thought that he was about to recover his memory. He didn't dare to disturb her for a moment and just guarded her silently.

At the same time, Wan Shufang did fall into a dream and dreamed about what happened before.

I dreamed of the happiness in the Duke's Mansion, the romance with Chen Changli, and the battle with the Northern Di envoys.

But at the critical moment, the dream became unclear and she forgot it again. At this moment, she felt a hint of bitterness on her lips, licked her lips, and suddenly opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, and she instantly fell into Chen Changli's eyes full of worry.

"Shufang, you're finally awake. How do you feel? Are you still feeling unwell?"

Seeing Chen Changli's concerned look, Wan Shufang remembered the dream again and smiled bitterly: "Chen Changli, I dreamed about our past, but I forgot it. Tell me about it."

After he finished speaking, Chen Changli paused and gently put down the medicine bowl: "Okay, I'll tell you."

"We got married a long time ago. We are the Duke and his wife of the Great Yong Dynasty. Our family is prosperous, harmonious and warm..."

Chen Changli recounted the past events, including their marriage, the birth of their children, and the many things that happened to their sons. Seeing that he was speaking seriously, those scenes seemed to slowly emerge in her mind, and Wan Shufang gradually believed what he said.

Her body softened and she leaned into his arms, interrupting him before he finished speaking: "Chen Changli, I believe you."

Chen Changli was stunned for a moment, extremely excited. He hugged her tightly with trembling hands. Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.

The two separated quickly, and Caiwei hurried in with a look of joy on her face: "Miss, Miss, the master... the master seems to have remembered."

"He just called out my name!"

Hearing this, Wan Shufang was very happy and quickly got up and went to Su's father's room to take care of him.

After taking Su's father's pulse, Wan Shufang took out the silver needles and concentrated on treating him. After a set of acupuncture was completed, Su's father slowly opened his eyes.

This time, his eyes were much clearer. The moment he saw Wan Shufang, his father burst into tears and cried, "Qingqing, my dear daughter, Daddy is back."

"My Qingqing has suffered, suffered so much."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his cracked hands and tried to hug Wan Shufang tremblingly.

Seeing this, Wan Shufang was touched and couldn't bear to tell her the truth that Su Qingqing was dead. She was about to respond in silence, but she didn't expect that Chen Changli had already stopped Su's father.

"Master Su, the person in front of you is not Su Qingqing, she is my wife."

Hearing this, Master Su was stunned. He stared blankly at Wan Shufang's face and murmured softly, "How is this possible? She looks so much like Qingqing, how could she not be Qingqing? Then where is my daughter?"

Wan Shufang had not told anyone about Su Qingqing's death. At this moment, when she heard Su's father ask this, she hesitated for a moment, but still chose to tell the truth.

Thoughts surged as Wan Shufang squatted by the edge of Master Su's bed, silent for a long time. Under his hopeful gaze, she spoke reluctantly: "Master Su, I am indeed not Su Qingqing. The real Su Qingqing is dead."

"I happened to look very similar to her, and was accidentally recognized by the Su family. That's when they discovered Su Qingqing was dead in the secret room of her bedroom."

After she finished speaking, Wan Shufang no longer hesitated and told the story of the real and fake Master Su.

Caiwei was crying inconsolably, and Master Su was also devastated and felt very uncomfortable, but he still calmed down and thanked the two for saving him.

"I understand. Thank you, sir and madam, for saving me. I will never forget your kindness."

"After resolving the internal strife in the Su family, I will definitely repay you two."

The old man knelt on the ground, slowly and solemnly kowtowed to the two of them to express his gratitude, and Caiwei joined him. Seeing the two of them like this, Wan Shufang felt very uncomfortable and reached out to help them up.

In order to change the subject, she specially called Su's father and Caiwei to go to Fushan Temple to watch the monks repair the house and relax.

The two of them readily agreed, and they quickly arrived at the temple. However, as soon as they got there, they heard a loud noise.

Immediately afterwards, a monk was thrown out, his body fell heavily to the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What's going on?" Wan Shufang and Chen Changli looked at each other, hurried forward, fed the monk a life-saving pill, and then broke into the temple again.

The temple was filled with monks, all of whom were injured to varying degrees. Sitting at the head of the group was a fierce-looking man, who was none other than the eldest prince of Beidi.

The eldest prince glanced around, his face displeased, and angrily shouted, "You lowly people! Fushan Temple was built by the royal family, and now it's collapsed."

"Oh, it must be you who failed to take good care of the temple, which led to its fall into ruins and ruined the imperial family's fortune. Do you know your guilt?"

When these words were spoken, the monks were frightened to the point of losing their souls. They were extremely terrified and kept begging for mercy and shouting for justice, kowtowing continuously.

"Your Highness, please be discerning. I didn't do that. It was a natural disaster..."

"Shut up!"