After bidding farewell to Gu Yu, Ji Mo Han and Yan Wan returned to the palace. Ji Mo Han followed Yan Wan around all day, and by the time they returned to their bedchamber, he was already exhausted.

Yan Wan hurriedly asked Xiao Wu to prepare medicine for Ji Mohan. His body was not fully recovered, yet he was already running around with her, which was really too much trouble for him.

"Your Highness, the medicine has arrived." Xiao Wu's voice came from outside the door. Yan Wan got up, walked to the door, took the medicine from Xiao Wu's hand, picked up the candied fruit she had prepared for Ji Mohan on the table, walked to the bedside, helped Ji Mohan sit up, and fed him the medicine.

Ji Mohan had long since run out of strength. He obediently closed his eyes and let Yan Wan move him. When Yan Wan told him to get up and take his medicine, he got up and took his medicine. When she told him to get up and take off his shoes, he took off his shoes.

After Yan Wan helped Ji Mohan finish his medicine, she sat down by the bed, tucked him in, and said softly, "Rest now, you've had a hard day."

Ji Mohan slowly opened his eyes and stared intently at Yan Wan. His eyes were deep and alluring, captivating anyone who looked at them.

A moment later, Ji Mohan spoke softly, "Yan Wan, tomorrow you'll come with me to see Aunt Fang and Uncle An. It's time to settle everything."

After saying that, Ji Mohan covered his mouth and coughed violently. Yan Wan patted his back to help him catch his breath and nodded in agreement. Yan Wan wanted to ask something but ultimately didn't. After Ji Mohan stopped coughing, Yan Wan got up, poured a cup of hot water and fed it to him before getting up to wash up.

Ji Mohan didn't rest either. He just lay on his side, watching Yan Wan move. He stared at Yan Wan while she washed up and when she removed her makeup. He was a complete wife-obsessed maniac.

His gaze was so intense that even though Yan Wan had her back to Ji Mohan, she could still feel his burning gaze. After Yan Wan removed her makeup and tidied herself up, she walked helplessly to the bedside and asked softly, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Ji Mohan chuckled softly and said in a doting voice, "I'm waiting for you."

Yan Wan sighed helplessly. What to do when your partner is too clingy? I need help urgently. She got up and blew out the candles around the bed before getting into bed and lying down next to Ji Mohan. Turning to face him, Yan Wan saw his eyes fixed intently on her in the darkness. Although she couldn't see clearly, she could feel his burning gaze.

Fine, if she can't sleep, she'll keep him company and chat for a while. Yan Wan turned around and lay facing the ceiling. She asked, "Hanhan, is Uncle An still alive?"

That shouldn't be the case. An Huangshu is supposed to be the villain. Now that Ji Mohan has ascended the throne, he should have been eliminated by the protagonist. How is he still alive?

However, Yan Wan thought again that since Uncle An could avoid the restrictions in the book, it was not surprising that he was still alive.

Ji Mohan turned to Yan Wan and said, "Yes, Uncle An was captured alive by Father and the others, and is currently imprisoned in a secret dungeon in the palace." As soon as he spoke, his warm breath sprayed onto Yan Wan's neck, making her feel a little ticklish, and she gently shrank her neck.

"Hmm, I see." Yan Wan nodded in understanding.

It seems that Ji Mo'an is hiding a secret, otherwise he would have been slit in the throat long ago.

Yan Wan wondered what Ji Mo'an's secret was.

"Never mind, I'll see Uncle An tomorrow, and maybe all my questions will be answered then." Yan Wan forced herself not to think about these problems anymore; why bother herself with unnecessary worries?

Then, Yan Wan remembered that Ji Mohan had just mentioned Aunt Fang. She turned to look at Ji Mohan beside her and said softly, "Hanhan, haven't you gone to see Aunt Fang in the past three years?"

Ji Mohan remained silent for a long time. Yan Wan felt a little guilty. How could she have asked such a question? She must have been stupid. Aunt Fang had been so abusive and disgusted with Hanhan. Her question reminded him of those unpleasant memories.

Ji Mohan's hoarse voice rang in his ears, "Yan Wan, I don't dare to go see Aunt Fang alone." He was afraid of hearing the answer he didn't want to hear, afraid that Aunt Fang would scold him again with the words she used when they first met, afraid of seeing the naked disgust in Aunt Fang's eyes, and even more afraid of hearing the conclusion that his mother didn't love him.

Therefore, in the two years since Yan Wan left, he lacked the courage to face those things alone. He was afraid that even the belief that his mother loved him was false, and then he would have no reason to live.

He decided to avoid seeing her altogether and ran away for two years, afraid that he was living a truly unsuccessful life and would be abandoned by everyone. But now that Yan Wan was back, he had regained the courage to face reality.

At least for now, Yan Wan still loves him; he's not alone anymore.

Then we can properly say goodbye to the past.

"Sigh." Yan Wan sighed, turned around with heartache and reached out to hug Ji Mohan. She originally didn't want to tell Ji Mohan the fact that Xue Fei didn't love him, but when she heard Ji Mohan's stubborn tone of wanting to know the truth, she decided to let him choose for himself. Whether to accept or not to know the truth was his right, and all Yan Wan could do was stay by his side so that he wouldn't be lonely anymore.

Yan Wan and Ji Mohan were sleeping face to face. Yan Wan gently reached out and hugged Ji Mohan, gently reminding him, "Go to sleep, it's getting late."

Ji Mohan gently approached Yan Wan, kissed the corner of her lips, pressed his forehead against hers, and said with emotion, "Yan Wan, after tomorrow, you might be all I have left."

He had always been afraid to face the conclusion that his mother did not love him. Before he knew, he could deceive himself into believing that his mother loved him. But if he found out tomorrow that his mother really did not love him, he did not know what he would do.

Ji Mohan buried his head in Yan Wan's neck, and Yan Wan wrapped her arms around Ji Mohan's neck, gently patting his back to comfort him and ease his anxiety and unease.

Yan Wan sensed Ji Mohan's unease, so she hugged him even tighter. "Hanhan, no matter what tomorrow brings, you'll have me. This time, I won't leave you alone."

Perhaps it was Yan Wan's comforting words that had an effect, or perhaps it was the calming medicine in the prescription that had worked, but Ji Mohan buried his face in Yan Wan's neck and fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Wan heard Ji Mohan's regular breathing, but she was unusually sleepless. She lowered her head and gently rested her chin on Ji Mohan's forehead, saying in a gentle but firm voice, "Hanhan, you still have me."