The letter was torn open.

She always thought she was acting cute and innocent, but in Master Shen's eyes she was actually a complete idiot!

The usually energetic young girl was now filled with resentment, hanging her head listlessly like a zombie as she followed behind the young man, while Shen Suqing, who was walking in front, patiently explained.

"This Doctor Song is renowned for his medical skills in Chang'an. We're only going there today to have him examine you and see if he can cure your amnesia. Even if Doctor Song can't, it's alright. I'll go to the palace another day and invite a royal physician to take a look. That will be just as good."

Greetings: 666. I'm not even going to act anymore.

I'm so envious. What kind of family background does someone need to be able to invite a royal physician from the palace? If it were her father trying to invite a royal physician from the palace, he would be kicked ninety-nine times by the emperor and chased from the Vermilion Bird Gate to the Black Tortoise Gate.

The worrying thing is that her amnesia is fake. What if that Doctor Song finds out?

What's truly terrifying is that she can't guarantee she's not actually sick; what if she really is diagnosed with brain damage...?

But she couldn't worry about that now—

In front of the bustling clinic, Fu Shouan, dressed smartly and neatly in a dark red round-necked robe, black boots, and a high ponytail, leaned against the counter, asking a young boy behind the medicine cabinet something.

Behind him, a girl in a white dress gazed at his back with hearts in her eyes, completely infatuated.

The letter was delivered to the patient's pupils, which were then trembling with shock.

No, shouldn't Yan Xiyue have gone back to the palace with Yan Huishi? Why is she left outside alone? Where is Yan Huishi? And how did she and Fu Shouan end up together?

Before he could even process what was happening, Fu Shouan, who had spotted Shen Suqing and the other person approaching, had already raised his hand high and greeted them in a very casual manner.

"Hey! Brother Chen, not working overtime today?"

Shen Suqing glanced at the very familiar girl in mourning clothes beside Fu Shouan with a hint of doubt.

He then shifted his gaze, still displaying his usual gentle and refined demeanor.

"Brother Fu, you are very clever. I took a day off to bring my child home to have his brain checked."

Upon hearing this, and glancing at Zhan Xinjia, who stood beside them with a sullen, cat-like face, Fu Shouan and Yan Xiyue found it difficult to suppress the urge to smile.

The two of them simultaneously stroked their chins in a pretentious manner, frowning as if deep in thought, but their expressions were strangely twitching.

Zhan Xinjia clenched his fist as he ground his molars.

Kids, this is not funny!

Perhaps sensing that the little girl was a bit embarrassed, Shen Suqing belatedly realized that casually mentioning her illness on the street had somewhat hurt the child's pride and self-esteem.

A wave of guilt washed over him, so he gently pulled the resentful girl closer to him like a chick, and then patted her head soothingly.

Then, Shen Suqing looked at Fu Shouan and the other person.

"What are you all doing here? I think I saw this young lady a few days ago..."

"Oh, this is Miss Xiaoyue."

Last time, when Xiaoyue sold herself to bury her father, wasn't she taken in by your son, Da Congming? But shortly after I left the ancestral home, I saw this girl dragging her father's body, sneaking behind me. She said her father was dead and she had nowhere to go, so she begged me to help her find a place to live.

At this point, Fu Shouan expressed utter disdain and contempt.

"However, these past few days I've noticed that her arms and legs are so thin that even an ant could trip her, and even a praying mantis could throw her over its shoulder! So I thought I'd bring her here to buy some medicine to help her recover."

Greetings: ...

She calmly shifted her gaze to Yan Xiyue, who was standing beside her, twirling her handkerchief with a shy expression.

Zhan Xinjia: Goodness, do we have the same character setup?

However, compared to that, she has something more on her mind right now—

"Uh, what about Xiaoyue's dad?"

"Of course I buried her. I personally sent people to dig the grave in the suburbs. Xiaoyue watched the burial with her own eyes."

Zhan Xin Jia: "?"

Zhan Xinjia: "..."

Greetings, Lord Fu:

Fu Shouan: "Hehe! What's wrong?"

Zhan Xinjia: "Don't worry about her yet. Listen to me, hurry up and eat something good, then tidy up and find a cool place to lie down... Oh, and don't forget to write to your extended family."

Fu Shouan: "???"

Zhan Xinjia didn't want to say a single unnecessary comment; she simply gave Yan Xiyue a wistful look.

Just wait until your parents pin you to the dragon throne and spank you until your butt is a bloody mess!

The four people stood awkwardly in front of the pharmacy, each lost in their own thoughts, completely bewildered as to what the other was rambling on about. Finally, Zhan Xinjia, unable to bear it any longer, tugged at Shen Suqing's sleeve and shook it.

"Young Master Shen, there's no rush to see a doctor today. Why don't we go buy some groceries first?"

Fortunately, Shen Suqing didn't want to stand awkwardly on the street chatting with his silly colleagues; it would be too embarrassing.

After saying goodbye to Fu Shouan and Yan Xiyue, whose heart was fluttering with first love, Zhan Xinjia felt increasingly uneasy as she walked along the road.

That's not right!

Master clearly said that he was destined to compete with Yan Xiyue, the female lead, for the same man, but Yan Xiyue seems to have taken a liking to Fu Shou'an. Does this mean that Master will fall in love with Fu Shou'an in the future? And then he will turn against Yan Xiyue in order to win Fu Shou'an?

Suddenly, Fu Shou'an's sunny, cheerful face, still carrying the silly, overly-compulsive look of a typical office worker, flashed into my mind...

Zhan Xinjia: "Ugh."

Hearing the little girl suddenly gagging, Shen Suqing, who was walking ahead, stopped and turned around in confusion.

"Ah Zhi?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

After vomiting, Zhan Xinjia's mind became much clearer.

A few days ago, Lord Shen visited the Imperial Study and returned without showing any abnormality. This indicates that Yan Hui was probably still alive when he returned and had bravely crawled out of the grave and returned to the palace.

That brat Yan Xiyue... who knows how long she plans to roam outside the palace.

But she and Fu Shou'an had only met once, so how did they fall for each other? And in front of so many beggars, and in a dilapidated house that no one would want to go to even if it were turned into a latrine...

Is this the unique attraction and bond between the male and female protagonists? Is this their destined encounter?

Zhan Xinjia paused in her steps.

In truth, she herself didn't quite understand what feelings were.

Although she might want to have Mr. Shen in a certain sense, and even want to sleep with him, it's possible that this is just an appreciation for the male mother or simply lust.

Does she...like Lord Shen?

Zhan Xinjia tilted her head in confusion, but she quickly shook her muddled head and caught up with the young man in front of her.

Never mind!

The two had finished shopping. Shen Suqing was carrying the vegetables he had just bought in both hands. Zhan Xinjia, unusually considerate, wanted to help him carry some of the load, so she moved closer to him and reached out her hand towards the side where he was carrying the fruits.

The young man was taken aback.

He hesitated for a moment, glancing at the crowded market, before finally relenting and switching the fruit to one hand to carry it. Then, he naturally took the little girl's outstretched hand with his free hand.

Huh? Huh?? !

Zhan Xinjia stared blankly down at her hand that was being held, her face flushed, feeling a little lost.

She stammered, wanting to explain that she didn't want to hold his hand but wanted to help him carry his things, but the words stuck in her throat and she couldn't get them out.

The warmth emanating from his calloused fingers, etched from years of holding a pen, enveloped her slightly cool knuckles.

The two of them walked hand in hand openly and brazenly through the bustling crowds on Chang'an Avenue.

Zhan Xinjia felt dizzy, as if a large wad of cotton had been stuffed into her head. Her heart was pounding like a drum, and even walking felt unsteady.

"Master Xiao Shen."

"Um?"

"What if I am truly mentally disabled and incurable, and no one will ever want me in my entire life?"

Upon hearing the little girl's naive remarks, Shen Suqing surprisingly took a moment to think about it seriously.

In theory, he could give her a sum of money to help her settle down with servants and household staff, so that she would be able to live a life of comfort for a long time to come.

But given the girl's level of mental disability, she might be bullied and harassed by the wicked servants. In that case, she would be left with nothing but tears in her eyes, hiding away and crying in grievance.

If we help her find her family, it's possible she was deliberately abandoned because she has a mental illness...

Somber and melancholic, I felt like sighing again.

"Then let's stay the same way. You watch the door and feed the cats, and I'll give you a place to stay and provide you with meals, how about that?"

"But what if Lord Shen gets married in the future? I'm neither your child nor your sister. She'll definitely be jealous and won't tolerate me. Then I'll have a fierce battle with her, a battle for favor, framing, suspicion, bribing servants, poisoning..."

Zhan Xinjia's words became increasingly outrageous, making Shen Suqing unable to help but laugh.

What exactly is going on in her head?

"Don't talk nonsense. My family has no servants. Who would I bribe? Would I bribe Ji De to poison me?"

To be honest, Shen Suqing had never considered getting married. Marriage was irrelevant to his life, or even something completely unnecessary.

He was used to quiet and being alone, and he would feel uncomfortable if a wife suddenly appeared in his life.

Suddenly, a sense of unease washed over Chen Suqing.

He seemed to have never rejected A-Zhi's existence, or perhaps subconsciously, she wasn't a bother to him.