I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

Sun Wei immediately agreed.

“Alright, starting tomorrow, let them learn with those three children.”

"Okay, you can go back now. I'll make sure Wei Ming attends class properly."

Sun Wei was skeptical, but he still said goodbye to her and left.

"Ah Qi, go prepare a set of night clothes for me."

Ah Qi looked at her with great confusion.

"Miss, what do you want to do?"

"Go quickly."

Seeing that she didn't want to explain further, Ah Qi didn't dare to ask any more questions and hurried off to prepare.

Three children were playing hide-and-seek in the garden. Mao Mao and Nana were hiding behind the rockery, while Wei Ming, with a handkerchief over his eyes, started feeling around.

Just then, he suddenly felt himself bump into something, and he immediately shouted with joy.

"I caught it! I caught it!"

He raised his hand and lifted the handkerchief from his face, only to find an adult dressed in black standing in front of him.

He was about to back away when his shoulders were grabbed and someone shouted angrily.

"Don't move."

"Let me go..."

He tried to break free, but he was too weak. The other person simply lifted his leg and knocked him to the ground.

"Who are you? I am the emperor's grandson. How dare you hit me? Believe me or not, my imperial grandfather will chop off your head."

Seeing his arrogant demeanor, Lan Zhi, now disguised as a woman in black, frowned slightly and deliberately lowered her voice to reprimand him:

"Even if you are the grandson of the Heavenly King, he can't save you now."

As she spoke, she took two steps forward, lifted him up with one hand, covered his eyes with the other, and dragged him forward with the other. He struggled with his hands and feet, but it was no use at all.

"Help! Help!"

He shouted loudly, but no one came to his rescue.

Lan Zhi threw him into a dark room, left without looking back, and locked the door.

"Let me go, let me go! I am the emperor's grandson. Anyone who dares to touch me will have their head chopped off."

"Bang bang bang!"

"Let me go, let me go."

Wei Ming's shouts and banging on the door continued to come from the locked room. Lan Zhi glanced back and then gave instructions to the two guards standing at the door:

"Keep an eye on him, just make sure no one gets killed."

Xiangxiu and Aqi, who were waiting outside, hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

"Miss, won't we scare him?"

"Even if it scares us, we have to do it, otherwise this child is doomed."

If Wei Ming hadn't lost his memory, Lan Zhi wouldn't have cared about him no matter what he became.

But now he only recognizes her as his older sister, so she has to take responsibility for him, at least until he regains his memories.

He's only six years old and he already knows how to be spoiled and arrogant. If we don't curb his arrogance and let him continue to develop unchecked, he'll become even more lawless.

Night fell, but still no one came to rescue him.

Wei Ming had no idea where he was. His body was trembling uncontrollably as he paced anxiously around the dark room.

"Is anyone there?"

"Is anyone there? Sister, help me, help me."

At this moment, he was terrified. He kept calling out, but no one answered.

He felt as if he had come to a deserted corner, facing the fear of darkness, which made him cower in the corner and tremble.

"what!"

He felt a headache coming on, and then countless images flashed through his mind.

He held his head in his hands, shaking it repeatedly and banging it against the wall behind him.

In the blink of an eye, his headache worsened, and more and more images that felt both strange and familiar appeared in his mind.

In the dim night, he suddenly remembered everything from the past.

His identity, the deaths of his parents, and the words Yu Min kept instilling in him: Your parents were killed by Wei Jianning and Lan Zhi. They are your enemies. You must avenge them, avenge them, avenge them…

These two words kept flashing through his mind. He opened his eyes in terror, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Why is this happening?

He wished he could stay amnesiac forever, always calling the woman who gave him warmth "sister," and being good friends with Mao Mao and Nana, good friends without any grudges between them.

But she was his enemy, the one who killed his father and mother.

What should he do? What should he do?

He had asked himself this question countless times, but he couldn't find the answer.

The room finally quieted down. Lan Zhi couldn't bear to leave him alone in the room, so she rushed over in the middle of the night. When she ordered the guards to open the door, she saw Wei Ming huddled in a corner.

"Ming'er..."

She quickly came to his side.

"I'm sorry, Ming'er."

She stepped forward, picked up his small body from the ground, and asked him with concern,

"Ming'er, are you alright?"

Wei Ming looked at Lan Zhi, recalling Yu Min's words: "The woman surnamed Lan is your enemy. You must kill her, kill her..."

These words startled him, and Lan Zhi quickly hugged him tightly.

"Don't be afraid, Ming'er, your sister is here. I'm sorry, your sister is late."

Hearing Lan Zhi's gentle words of comfort, Wei Ming suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. He then placed his hands on her shoulders and embraced her.

"Sister, bad people brought me here. It's so dark here, where am I? I'm so scared..."

He seemed to enjoy his life after losing his memory, liked calling Lan Zhi "sister," and liked being held by her.

He was afraid. He was afraid that Lan Zhi would ignore him after she found out he had regained his memory, and he was also afraid that his life would return to how it was before he lost his memory.

That kind of life suffocated him, and he never wanted to go back.

At that moment, he made up his mind that even if he regained his memory, he would continue to pretend to have amnesia.

He gave himself two reasons:

Firstly, he is now destitute and alone. If he continues to feign amnesia, he can live a carefree life with Mao Mao and Nana, and he doesn't want to be separated from them.

Secondly, he could stay in the Crown Prince's residence legitimately, taking advantage of his proximity to the enemy. Only by getting closer to his enemy could he have a chance to avenge his parents.

Lan Zhi had no idea what he was thinking. She never expected that her intention to punish Wei Ming would inadvertently restore his previous memories.

"Ming'er, through this incident, I hope you understand a principle: you can be willful, but you can't be willful without any ability. Most of the time, you can only rely on yourself. You were afraid of hardship and fatigue when you were learning kung fu, but when you encounter danger, no one can save you!"

Wei Ming bit his lip hard and nodded heavily.

"Sister, I understand. I will definitely learn kung fu from Mr. Sun. If I had known kung fu back then, that villain wouldn't have been able to catch me."

A bad guy?

Lan Zhi didn't want to lie to him, but in order to teach him a lesson, she still couldn't tell him the truth.

She gently touched the top of his head and nodded.

"Your identity is special, so you must ensure you have the ability to defend yourself. Everyone who knows martial arts has endured hardships that others cannot. Only through diligent practice can you become strong. Do you understand?"

Wei Ming nodded heavily, "Sister, I understand. I will never be lazy again and will definitely study hard."

Seeing that Wei Ming had finally come to his senses, Lan Zhi smiled with relief.

"Okay, I'll take you away from here."

She put Wei Ming on the ground, took his hand, and led him away from this place that terrified him.

……