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Shen Chuwei pursed her lips and said nothing, the fog in her eyes swirling as she stared unblinkingly at the man in front of her, while her tears fell endlessly like beads slipping off a broken string.

Seeing her cry so pitifully, Lin Xian couldn’t help but feel a rush of panic. The headache struck again, feeling like his head was about to explode with unbearable pain.

The tears blurred her vision, so she didn’t notice Lin Xian’s discomfort.

Shen Chuwei felt somewhat wronged. All she wanted was for Xiao Jinyan to remember her. If there had truly been a way to do that, she wouldn’t have thought to engage in intimate contact to jog his memory.

In all her years, she could count the number of times she had cried on one hand. Today was the first time she was brought to tears by something a man said.

Stupid man!

She wiped her tears, got off the bed, and started packing up the medicine box without saying a word.

Seeing Shen Chuwei packing the medicine box, Lin Xian guessed she was leaving. He reached out to her, trying to make her stay, but the pain was so intense that he couldn’t even speak.

After packing the medicine box, Shen Chuwei slung it over her shoulder and said, "You should rest for now. I’ll come back tomorrow."

After saying that, she pulled open the door, walked out, and then closed the door behind her.

Lin Xian watched her leave, but his headache left no room for him to think about anything else.

Shen Chuwei returned to the guest room, placed the medicine box on the table, rubbed her elbow, and felt a sting. She rolled up her sleeve to look and saw that she had scraped her skin.

"No wonder it hurts so much."

From outside the door, Qin Xiao said, "Master, the hot water is ready."

"Coming," Shen Chuwei replied weakly, taking her clothes to bathe.

The bathhouse was next door, with Qin Xiao guarding it, so there was no fear of anyone barging in unexpectedly.

Shen Chuwei undressed and sat in the bath. The water stung her broken skin, making her grit her teeth in pain.

Remembering the words Xiao Jinyan had said earlier, she still felt upset.

After bathing, Shen Chuwei got dressed and returned to the guest room without uttering a single word.

Qin Xiao noticed that Shen Chuwei was off tonight, but due to their difference in status, it was inappropriate for him to ask. After she entered her room, he closed the door.

Shen Chuwei sat on the bed, kicked off her shoes with a flick of her feet, pulled out a piece of candy from the space—strawberry-flavored—and started eating it after unwrapping it.

With the candy in her mouth, the sweetness spread throughout, and her mood gradually lifted.

She took out disinfectant and band-aids from the space, treated the scrape on her elbow, and used two band-aids so that it wouldn’t hurt if she accidentally touched it.

After doing this, Shen Chuwei took out chocolate, chips, sesame candy, and cola from the space.

She usually couldn’t bear to eat them, fearing that once they were gone, there would be no more.

These were items stored before she arrived. There was a storage room in the space that kept food from expiring—it’s like a balancing space where time stood still.

Shen Chuwei tore open a bag of chips, crunched on one, then opened a cola and took a big gulp. She knew carbonated drinks weren’t good for her, but an occasional indulgence was fine.

She bit into a piece of chocolate and suddenly missed Chun Xi. She wished she could have homemade ice cream.

The Xingmiao Clan lacked the prosperity of Daxia; they didn’t even have ice blocks.

In another guest room at that time,

Lin Xian lay curled up on the bed, his headache so intense he was unable to breathe, worsening to the point of intolerability.

He wished someone would just knock him out, sparing him from such agony.

After a while, the pain gradually subsided.

Xiao Jinyan, looking around the unfamiliar place and thinking of Little Nine, got out of bed eagerly. However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, a sharp pain shot through him.

He ignored it, put on his shoes, and stepped out, enduring the stabbing pain with each step he took.

Usually, it would only take a few steps to reach the door, but it took him more than double the time now.

Opening the door, the cool night breeze greeted him.

He leaned against the door frame as he stepped outside, staring into the darkness, unsure which room Little Nine was in, feeling a sense of urgency.

Xiao Jinyan braved the pain and walked out into the courtyard, heading towards the room lit by light.

Qin Xiao had been keeping watch until late at night before going to bathe and rest. As he was about to bathe, he saw his master coming out of the room and hurried over to support him.

"Master, why have you come out?"

Seeing Qin Xiao, Xiao Jinyan asked, "Where is Little Nine?"

Qin Xiao pointed to the room opposite them where the light was on, "She is in that room. Let me carry you there."

"No need, I’ll go by myself," Xiao Jinyan pushed away Qin Xiao and walked toward that room.

Qin Xiao remembered that his master’s leg was injured and he shouldn’t be walking. He took two steps forward and again supported his master.

"Master, with your leg injured, it’s better to be careful," Qin Xiao said.

Xiao Jinyan didn’t say anything further and let Qin Xiao help him to that room.

The distance between the two guest rooms wasn’t far, and they soon arrived.

At the door, Qin Xiao released his master’s arm, opened the door, and after the master entered, he closed it and stood guard outside.

When in the Imperial Palace, Xiao Jinyan wouldn’t knock before entering a room, so Qin Xiao didn’t knock now either, simply letting his master in.

Shen Chuwei was just rinsing her mouth after eating too many snacks, planning to sleep right after, and wake up to a new day.

Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, she frowned, spit out the mouthwash, drank a few sips of tea, spit it out again, and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief before coming out from behind the screen.

"Who’s there?"

Her words had just dropped when she saw Xiao Jinyan standing in the room. She was taken aback.

"Why have you come?"

When Xiao Jinyan saw Little Nine, the weight in his heart finally settled, and he said softly, "I thought I saw you crying, so I came to find you."

A flicker of confusion crossed the depths of Shen Chuwei’s eyes. Whether she cried or not, hadn’t Xiao Jinyan seen it?

Moreover, why would she cry when he knew the reason all too well?

Although what Xiao Jinyan said earlier was hurtful, after all, he was a man with amnesia.

Shen Chuwei stepped forward a few paces and supported him, "You’re still injured; can’t we talk about this tomorrow?"

Xiao Jinyan replied, "I was afraid you would be gone."

Shen Chuwei’s heart softened instantly. She helped Xiao Jinyan to the bed to sit down and sat next to him.

"How could I possibly be gone? Didn’t we agree that I’d see you tomorrow?"

Xiao Jinyan took her hand and called out softly, "Little Nine."

Shen Chuwei, hearing the familiar nickname, was momentarily stunned. She looked up at Xiao Jinyan in disbelief, "Do you remember now?"

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Today, there are three Chapters updated with an average of three thousand and four hundred words per Chapter. The total of over eight thousand words is akin to a mini-explosion of updates.

I’ll strive to update even earlier tomorrow