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Shen Chuwei hugged Xiao Jinyan and, due to inertia, they both tumbled to the ground.

The masked man, upon seeing the sudden appearance of Shen Chuwei, watched as his palm strike hit her back.

He forcefully retracted his hand, suffering the backlash of his inner force, which nearly made him stagger several steps back.

Yet he stood there erect, enduring the internal injuries caused by the rebound of his inner force.

The incident happened so quickly that Lin Xian couldn’t be sure whether the masked man’s palm had hit Shen Chuwei or not. He hurriedly sized her up, "Are you okay?"

This was the second time Shen Chuwei had thrown caution to the wind to leap to his rescue, which left him profoundly shocked.

Shen Chuwei had fallen just now and hurt her knee on the ground. Despite the pain, she shook her head at him, "I’m fine."

It was only then that Lin Xian breathed a sigh of relief. When he raised his head to look at the masked man, he noticed him standing straight, his cold and sinister eyes resembling those of a Shura from hell, devoid of any emotion.

But why did he withdraw his hand after clearly hitting Shen Chuwei?

Being a martial artist himself, he knew all too well the consequences of internal force backlash; it could cause much greater injury than striking someone else would.

Shen Chuwei helped Xiao Jinyan to his feet and turned to look at the masked man. She asked indignantly, "What deep hatred do you have with him that you insist on putting him to death?"

The masked man looked at the two people in front of him. His gaze landed on Shen Chuwei’s arm around Xiao Jinyan’s. With tightly pursed lips and without a word, he turned and left, moving so quickly that he almost vanished from the doorway in the blink of an eye.

Shen Chuwei thought the masked man had no manners, but then she figured it was normal since he was a killer without feelings.

Qin Xiao let out a breath of relief after the masked man left, as the man was a formidable martial artist and they were no match for him.

Once the man had left, he started to tidy up the aftermath before leaving.

Worried, Shen Chuwei gave Xiao Jinyan a thorough once-over, afraid that he might have aggravated his injuries. "Are you hurt anywhere? Let me check your pulse."

Lin Xian shook his head, "I’m fine."

The masked man had not been gone long before Shen Chuwei arrived.

It was perplexing that after her arrival, he not only stayed his hand but also left. One might wonder if Shen Chuwei’s martial arts skills were stronger than the masked man’s.

After Qin Xiao had cleaned up, he left, leaving only Shen Chuwei and Xiao Jinyan in the room.

Shen Chuwei suggested, "Go lie down on the bed. I’ll check you over and then I can be at ease."

Lin Xian did not refuse, "Hmm."

Shen Chuwei placed the medicine box by the bed, opened it, and took out the medicines and tools she would need.

Lin Xian lay down on the bed. After the scuffle they had just had, he knew that the sensitivity in his legs had not yet returned to that of a normal person. This confirmed Shen Chuwei’s diagnosis that he would need several more days of rest and recuperation.

Shen Chuwei examined his body from head to toe, his lapel wide open, revealing a perfect physique.

In front of Shen Chuwei, having his clothes loosened or taken off, Lin Xian was now accustomed to it. He watched her as she examined his wounds more seriously than she ever had before.

"Is your family generations of doctors? How did you have the opportunity to enter the palace?"

Shen Chuwei looked up and gave him a mischievous grin, "Nope, I’m self-taught."

Lin Xian chuckled softly, "You don’t lack confidence."

Shen Chuwei shrugged nonchalantly, "You can think I’m boasting if you like, I don’t rely on medicine to make a living anyway."

Lin Xian laughed again, "As a Crown Princess, you indeed don’t need to rely on medicine to make a living."

"You got it right," Shen Chuwei said as she looked at the scar on his chest. With her medicine, the scab hadn’t cracked open, and he would recover before long.

After treating the wounds, Shen Chuwei also took his pulse to ensure he hadn’t sustained any internal injuries and that the previous ones had almost healed. Only then did she truly relax.

Shen Chuwei packed up the medicine box and came over to the bed. She took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.

Lin Xian, having seen this scene day after day, thought every time that he would not be able to sleep that night.

Lin Xian sighed helplessly, lying flat on the bed, thinking of ways to ignore the fact that a woman was sleeping beside him without letting his thoughts wander.

After lying down, Shen Chuwei turned on her side and hugged his arm.

Lin Xian wanted to pull back, but she held on tight, inevitably touching each other.

Looking up at him, Shen Chuwei said, "Husband, I have a question for you."

Lin Xian no longer wanted to quibble over the use of ’husband,’ and let her be.

"Ask."

Shen Chuwei asked earnestly, "You wouldn’t promise yourself to Ouyang Leyuan just because she saved your life, would you?"

Lin Xian huffed, "That’s what you women would think."

No wonder Shen Chuwei was taking precautions; after all, he couldn’t remember her. She could trust Xiao Jinyan but not the "Lin Xian" before her.

"What if Ouyang Leyuan asked to marry you? What would you do?"

Lin Xian replied indifferently, "Why worry about things that haven’t happened?"

Seeing that he wouldn’t answer, Shen Chuwei flipped herself over to lie on top of him, looming above and looking down at him.

"Since you can’t remember, I need to remind you that I won’t share a husband with others."

Lin Xian chuckled, "Your husband is the Crown Prince, the future ruler, how could he have only one woman?"

Indeed, his thoughts had changed after losing his memory, even if it reflected the real situation.

"Although there are a few women in the East Palace, you have only ever been with me from beginning to end, never having shared a room with them."

Lin Xian seemed somewhat incredulous, "Is what you’re saying true?"

Afraid he wouldn’t believe her, Shen Chuwei nodded vigorously, "Of course it’s true. There’s no need to lie about that. So, since you can’t remember, I need to remind you, my medical skills may be decent, but I can’t concoct Regret Medicine."

Indeed, Lin Xian was shocked to hear this. The Crown Prince himself, so devotedly loyal—it was no wonder she had traveled thousands of miles to find her husband and risked her own safety to save him.