After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Chapter 197 Leaving

However, this Prince of Nanyang seemed to be very resistant to the fact that none of them recognized his subordinates.

He shouted for them to let him go, and said his name was Xianyu.

Later, the doctor arrived and diagnosed the prince, finding that he had likely hit his head when he fell off the cliff, and was now suffering from amnesia.

The governor was stunned when he heard this.

Fortunately, the doctor had a way to treat the prince, and with a few needle pricks, he removed the blood clot in the prince's brain.

After taking a few more doses of medicine, he gradually regained his memory, but he couldn't remember anything that happened during his amnesia.

However, the crown prince, who has regained his memories, is currently very weak and needs to recuperate slowly.

But I haven't had any appetite for food these past few days.

The prefect was extremely worried about this.

Several chefs in the city have been replaced, but none of them have been able to recreate the taste that the prince wants.

Desperate, he immediately ordered the steward to bring Luo Nanzhi back.

Luo Nanzhi has returned. The prefect secretly wants Luo Nanzhi to cook some potato dishes to impress the prince and pave the way for his son's favor. He is fully confident that these dishes will win the favor of the nobles in Bianjing.

It can be passed on to the nobles in Bianjing through the heir apparent.

Luo Nanzhi served the Crown Prince a dish made with potatoes along with some other dishes.

Surprisingly, the prince, who seemed listless and uninterested in everything, actually picked up his chopsticks and put the food in his mouth when he smelled the aroma of the dishes.

The prince, who had barely eaten in the past few days, surprisingly devoured all the dishes in no time, much to the astonishment of his subordinates and the prefect.

After finishing his meal, the prince, as the governor had expected, became very interested in the potato. He asked the governor about the potato and expressed his desire to meet the chef who made the dish.

The prefect was overjoyed and immediately agreed, ordering his steward to summon Luo Nanzhi.

And so Luo Nanzhi met "Xianyu".

But what she didn't know was that the immortal in front of her no longer remembered who she was.

When Luo Nanzhi pointed at him and called out the name Xianyu, her subordinates immediately scolded her harshly.

"How dare you! This is the Crown Prince of Nanyang!"

"The Prince of Nanyang?" Luo Nanzhi's mind was buzzing as if it had exploded. Her eyes were filled with disbelief as she stared at the man in the wheelchair, who had a cold expression but was dressed in gorgeous clothes.

She still clung to her own defenses, believing that the prince merely resembled her Xianyu, and that Xianyu would never look at her with such eyes.

Seeing her absent-minded appearance, the prince frowned, but still patiently asked her about the potatoes.

At this moment, Luo Nanzhi had no energy left to deal with the questions the prince asked her. She basically answered whatever the prince asked without saying anything more.

Luo Nanzhi's perfunctory attitude was naturally noticed by everyone present.

Before the prince could even give any instructions to his subordinates, they had already placed their swords against Luo Nanzhi's neck.

Her subordinate, looking impatient, told her to speak properly to the prince and not to be perfunctory in any way.

Luo Nanzhi was startled by the sword suddenly placed against her neck. She turned her head to look at the man sitting in the wheelchair, and at that moment, her hopes were dashed.

……

"This young master must be Xianyu!"

"No way! Xianyu, how could you do this to my Zhizhi!" The fans at the scene were so upset they were practically screaming to the heavens.

"As expected, I knew Xianyu's previous identity was not simple. Now that they've lost their memories, how are they supposed to cope with this situation!"

"As expected, the governor had planned this all along. He must have wanted his men to dig up potatoes so he could claim credit for finding them himself!"

“But Luo Nanzhi didn’t say anything special about this potato. The governor only knew that this potato was edible and that it was a novel thing he had never seen before. Why would he go to such lengths to present this potato to the crown prince?”

"Aren't you reading the storybooks carefully? The book explains that the prefect wanted these nobles to try potatoes because they were a novelty. In their eyes, potatoes were a rare commodity. By having these nobles take a look at this rare item, he hoped that if they approved of it, his official position would rise to a higher level!"

"This gentleman sees things clearly!"

"I feel that this prince is not someone to be trifled with. He seems to have seen through the prefect's actions, but he goes along with the prefect!"

At that moment, someone suddenly squinted and said, "Why do I smell something sad about to happen?"

"Brother, don't do that! Mr. Wuming loves to kill people! I don't want to get stabbed and cry again. It's embarrassing for a grown man like me to cry while holding a storybook!"

Everyone looked at the person who spoke.

A fierce-looking, burly man, holding a storybook, spoke these words with dissatisfaction.

Everyone shook their heads in amazement, saying they never expected such a man to have such delicate emotions.

"This young master shouldn't be Xianyu, right? Maybe he's just someone who looks like Xianyu." Some people present, like Luo Nanzhi, harbored a glimmer of hope, always thinking that they weren't the same person. After all, it's impossible for one person's temperament to change so drastically.

I don't think so either!

I hope not!

Let's return to the story.

With her life threatened, what did the prince ask this time? Luo Nanzhi no longer gave him a perfunctory answer that seemed to be lost in thought before, but instead thought about it seriously before replying to him.

Upon learning of the potato's merits from Luo Nanzhi, not only was the speaker astonished, but even the prefect standing nearby was surprised by its remarkable characteristics.

"You said this potato has a high yield, is drought-resistant, easy to store, and can grow even in poor soil..."

"When my daughter found this potato, the area around it was very dry and had not been fertilized. In addition, the land there was barren and the soil was poor, which is why the farmer had abandoned it. But it was able to grow very big. At the time, I didn't think it was edible. I only became curious because I saw birds flying down from the sky to peck at it."

As soon as Luo Nanzhi finished speaking, the prince, who was sitting on the wooden chair, suddenly started playing a series of images.

However, he couldn't see the picture clearly at all. At this moment, he was in excruciating pain in his head and couldn't help but press his head down, letting out a painful groan.

No one expected the prince's sudden action. It was only after his subordinates reacted quickly that they sent someone to fetch a doctor.

Then, in a flurry of activity, the prince was pushed into the room.

Only the prefect and Luo Nanzhi remained in the courtyard. Luo Nanzhi stood there helplessly, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the prefect sighed, but then he thought that he had recommended the potatoes to the prince, which would surely be a meritorious act, and he might be rewarded.

He originally only wanted to recommend himself to the Crown Prince because potatoes were novel, but he never expected that potatoes would have such a great effect.