He had just figured it out: instead of resisting his feelings, he should just accept them openly.

Xiao Huaijin stared at the wooden door, his hand raised and lowered repeatedly before finally gritting his teeth and knocking.

The rhythmic knocking made Shen Yunjiao restless and uneasy.

The night was cool and still, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, except for this sound.

Shen Yunjiao couldn't help but raise her voice, "Your Majesty, it's late, let's go back."

The knocking stopped abruptly.

Shen Yunjiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But a short while later, the annoying knocking started again.

So annoying!

Shen Yunjiao stormed out of the door and immediately started yelling, "Xiao Huaijin! When are you going to stop bothering me?"

Xiao Huaijin was taken aback at first, then smiled slightly and said, "I really think you look particularly funny when you're angry."

Like a kitten whose tail has been stepped on.

Shen Yunjiao glanced at him indifferently, a cold smile playing on her lips, her voice even more chilling, "Could it be that His Majesty came to see me in the middle of the night just to get angry?"

"That's not how it is." Xiao Huaijin took out another item from his pocket. Shen Yunjiao looked closely and realized that it was a sachet that she had made before.

Shen Yunjiao reached out, trying to snatch the ugly sachet back.

Xiao Huaijin was prepared. He calmly raised his arm high, not giving her any chance to touch the sachet.

“This is mine,” Xiao Huaijin said softly.

Shen Yunjiao coldly replied, "This is a gift I gave to Xiao Huaijin before he lost his memory; it has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Huaijin was taken aback.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Yunjiao jumped up, snatched the sachet from his hand, and tried to close the door. Unexpectedly, Xiao Huaijin unceremoniously reached out and blocked the door, saying, "Shen Yunjiao, listen to me."

"If you cure my amnesia, I will grant you anything you desire." Xiao Huaijin raised his eyes to look at Shen Yunjiao, his handsome face even more captivating in the dim light. He slowly uttered, "I just want to regain my lost memories."

Shen Yunjiao's eyes flickered, and she said, "How does Your Majesty know that I can help you regain your memories?"

Xiao Huaijin's thin lips curved slightly as he said softly, "Whenever I'm with you, fragments of our time together flash through my mind."

Shen Yunjiao paused, her eyes darting around, a hint of coldness in her expression.

She suddenly asked, "Your Majesty, will you still hold talent shows?"

Xiao Huaijin paused for a moment, then looked at Shen Yunjiao seriously and said, "No, I will order the selection to be canceled as soon as I return to the palace."

He hadn't originally intended to do that; he only agreed to it to appease his grandmother.

But today's events have only strengthened his conviction.

It seems he really likes Shen Yunjiao.

And it really has to be her.

Shen Yunjiao slowly walked to the table and sat down. Seeing Xiao Huaijin follow her into the room, she frowned and turned to look at him. "Your Majesty has lost your memory. Have you forgotten even the most basic etiquette? Who gave you permission to enter a woman's room late at night?"

"I am the emperor, and there are some etiquettes that I need not follow," Xiao Huaijin said grandly as he sat down opposite Shen Yunjiao.

Shen Yunjiao thought to herself, since Xiao Huaijin has come to her door, she should help him get treatment even if she doesn't want to.

If the amnesiac Xiao Huaijin knew that Prime Minister Shen was also involved in the palace coup, I wonder if he would hold a grudge against the Shen family and his elder brother because of it.

Thinking of this, Shen Yunjiao saw Xiao Huaijin sit down and took his wrist, saying, "Don't move, let me take your pulse."

Almost instantly, a breeze stirred and a subtle fragrance wafted through the air. Xiao Huaijin smelled the scent emanating from Shen Yunjiao, and his heart skipped a beat. He almost felt dizzy and was stunned, unable to come to his senses.

By the time he regained his senses, Shen Yunjiao had already withdrawn her hand.

"Your Majesty has not had a good dream for many days, has he?"

Shen Yunjiao said calmly, and Xiao Huaijin slowly nodded in agreement.

She summoned Fu Xia and asked her to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. After writing down a prescription, she handed it to Xiao Huaijin, saying, "Your Majesty, please get the medicine according to this prescription. I believe you will sleep better these next few days."

After saying that, she covered her mouth and yawned.

Xiao Huaijin knew she must be tired. He didn't press her further, but stood up and nodded, saying, "I won't disturb your rest for now. I'll come to find you tomorrow."

Shen Yunjiao glanced at him with amusement and gave a faint "okay".

Only after Xiao Huaijin left did Fuxia dare to come in and serve him.

Seeing Shen Yunjiao staring blankly at the sachet on the table with her chin propped up, Fu Xia smiled and called out to her.

Shen Yunjiao finally came to her senses, "Is it time to go to bed?"

“Yes, girl, it’ll be dawn soon if you don’t sleep.” After helping to make the bed, Fu Xia invited Shen Yunjiao to get into bed.

But when she got up to lower the bed curtains, she suddenly felt dizzy.

"Fu Xia, be careful!" Shen Yunjiao hurriedly opened her arms and caught her. Fortunately, Shen Yunjiao had amazing strength and she was able to place Fu Xia steadily on the bed.

"Miss, I...I feel a little dizzy." Fu Xia's face was pale, and suddenly a feeling of nausea welled up from deep in her throat.

Seeing that she seemed unwell, Shen Yunjiao immediately told her to sit up straight.

She reached out and carefully felt Fu Xia's pulse.

As time ticked by, Fu Xia looked up and saw that her young lady's expression was becoming increasingly incredulous.

Her heart jumped into her throat.

Fu Xia wondered if she had contracted some serious illness.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. So, her teeth trembling, she asked cautiously, "Miss, am I sick?"

Shen Yunjiao couldn't help but chuckle softly, her eyes even brighter than usual. Her voice was incredibly gentle as she replied, "You're not sick, you're pregnant!"

"Huh???" Fu Xia frowned, and asked again, unwilling to give up, "Are you telling the truth, miss?"

Seeing that she showed no joy, Shen Yunjiao assumed she was frightened and quickly comforted her, "Don't worry, Fuxia. Although the baby in your belly is small, the pregnancy is stable and there won't be any problems. You should rest well."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Xia replied dejectedly, "Miss, I don't want this child."

Shen Yunjiao was stunned. "Why?"

She knew that Fu Xia and Lin Kai's relationship had always been stable, so having a child was a natural thing to do. Why was Fu Xia unwilling?

Fu Xia lowered her eyes and said softly, "Qingxin Pavilion has a rule that if a servant is pregnant, she cannot enter the temple to serve her master. I don't want this child; I want to stay with you, Miss."

After hearing what she said, Shen Yunjiao felt a mix of emotions, including being touched and angry.

She hadn't expected that Fu Xia was worried about this.

Shen Yunjiao took Fuxia's hand and said, "You can rest assured and take care of your pregnancy. Prince Guangping will come to the palace tomorrow to plead on my behalf. I don't need to stay in Qingxin Pavilion."

Fu Xia blinked, then hesitantly asked, "Really?"

“Of course.” Shen Yun nodded with a smile, then carefully instructed Fu Xia, “We will plead with His Majesty tomorrow to allow you to return to the Shen residence. If Granny Lin knew you were pregnant, she would be very happy.”

Fu Xia nodded shyly, silently anticipating the reactions of her husband and mother-in-law upon hearing the news.