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The Shaman looked at Han Wen and nodded. Han Wen gazed back at the Shaman, her face pale. She suddenly recalled everything Jiang Huan had endured—the heart-wrenching torment, the humiliations worse than death. Han Wen's hands trembled as she pointed the tip of her sword at the Shaman and coldly said, "Remove the Gu Worm."
Hearing this, the Shaman felt somewhat helpless. He raised his head to look at Han Wen and said, "Your Majesty, once the Gu Worm enters the body, it merges with flesh and blood, leaving no path for retreat."
"If the Gu Worm cannot find any sorrow within its host, it will leave and seek a new host."
Upon hearing this, Han Wen's figure swayed as she shook her head repeatedly, murmuring, "Impossible, this can't be!"
Indeed! How could this be possible? How could I have no sorrow? I am Jiang Huan, Consort Chan of this dynasty. My Wife Ruler is Han Wen, the sovereign of this realm. My Elder Brother is Jiang Zhizhu, the queen of this dynasty.
Han Wen looked at him and asked, "Can you help him return to normal?" The Shaman glanced at me and shook his head. He replied, "Your Majesty, I am powerless."
Han Wen's expression darkened as she said, "Then what use are you?"
The Shaman responded, "Perhaps I can help him return to his former self."
Han Wen's eyes brightened as she looked at the Shaman. "Really?" she asked.
The Shaman nodded and said, "I will give it a try." He then turned to me and began to chant softly.
He stopped after an unknown amount of time. Han Wen looked at the Shaman and eagerly asked, "How is it?" The Shaman looked at Han Wen and shook his head. He said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, I am powerless." Han Wen looked at the Shaman and said nothing. The Shaman left. Han Wen looked at me, her eyes filled with despair.
She said, "Jiang Huan, what is wrong with you?" I replied, "I'm fine." Han Wen looked at me and broke down in tears. She said, "Jiang Huan, tell me what I should do for you to return to the way you used to be." I asked, "Han Wen, do you dislike how I am now?" Han Wen looked at me without speaking.
I suddenly found it somewhat amusing. I said, "Han Wen, do you like me, or do you prefer the old Jiang Huan?" Han Wen stared at me in silence. I continued, "Han Wen, if you liked the old Jiang Huan, then you should be happy now because I am no longer that person." I added, "Han Wen, if you like me as I am now, then you should also be happy because I am finally not the Jiang Huan who only liked you anymore."
A flicker of shock crossed Han Wen's eyes. She said, "Jiang Huan, you..." I asked, "What about me?" Suddenly, I felt very tired. I said, "Han Wen, please go. I want to rest."
Han Wen has left.
I watched Han Wen's back, feeling a sense of calm inside.
That night, Han Wen did not come.
I sat by the window, gazing at the moon, still feeling calm inside.
After restoring my Consort, Han Wen began to stay by my side day and night.
It seemed that Han Wen wanted me to remember the past.
Han Wen took out an old sachet, which I had embroidered for her in the year I first married Han Wen.
I remember.
However, looking at Han Wen's excited expression, I felt somewhat speechless.
Han Wen continued, "I still remember the first thing you made for me was the rabbit fur gloves."
"You were afraid I would be cold and worried about my hands being cold, so you made the rabbit fur gloves with your own hands."
"At that time, I teased you, asking how your needlework was so good; had you practiced specifically?"
"You said, 'Yes, I practiced specifically to make gloves for you...'"
I remember.
But looking at Han Wen's excited expression, I felt a bit bored.
Han Wen continued, "I also remember our first trip together to the temple outside the city to pray."
"That day, we knelt on the mat and prayed sincerely."
"I said, 'I hope that Huan and I can grow old together.'"
"'Mm,' you nodded seriously and said, 'We will grow old together.'"
I remember.
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