"Fuuma, how, how did I fall into the water? I might have been muddled by the fever and can't remember some things at all ..."
As he spoke, an zixuan pretended to have a headache and held his head, looking like he was having an unbearable headache.
"Master, are you alright?" Fuuma asked worriedly.
As he spoke, Fuuma wiped away his tears, stood up, and staggered out, muttering, ""My Lord, this servant will go find an Imperial physician for you."
An zixuan quickly blocked Fuuma with one hand and forced a smile. don't worry, Fuuma. My body is fine. I just forgot some things.
Hiroshi wasn't very bright. He had always been the one to listen to an zixuan's every word. Wiping away his tears, he spoke in a sobbing voice.
"A few days ago, my Lord went to Weiyang Palace to see the Royal concubine. I don't know what he said to you, but after you came out of Weiyang Palace, you fell into the Lotus pond in a daze."
An zixuan was shocked.
