Every day, Wu Yaohui would personally bring the medicine, sit down in front of Tian Yu, and say with a smile, "Is it time for the Empress to take her medicine?"

"This medicine is so bitter, can I not drink it?" Tian Yu said with a bitter face as she looked at the dark medicine in the bowl.

"Your Majesty, drink for a little longer. We'll stop once you're better."

"Okay!" Tian Yu found that she couldn't refuse Wu Yaohui anymore, and she would unconsciously obey whatever he said.

"What did you two talk about today when Consort Li came to see the Empress?" Wu Yaohui asked with a smile as he handed the bowl to the maid after feeding Tian Yu the medicine and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

Tian Yu didn't want to tell him, but she recounted the whole story aloud, and finally asked, "I don't remember anything about him. Who is Zhao Moyan? Do I know him?"

“You don’t know him, so how could the Empress remember something that didn’t happen? Consort Li has been mentally unstable ever since she gave birth. You can’t trust what she says, understand?” Wu Yaohui said patiently.

"Okay, I understand." Tian Yu nodded, but she still had some questions in her mind.

"Alright, it's getting late, Your Majesty, please lie down and rest!" Wu Yaohui helped Tian Yu lie down and covered her with a blanket. Perhaps satisfied with Tian Yu's performance today, he smiled and leaned down to kiss her forehead. Tian Yu felt instinctively afraid when she saw him leaning towards her, but dared not pull away. When his warm lips touched her forehead, something seemed to suddenly come to mind. When Wu Yaohui looked up at Tian Yu again, his appearance had changed in her eyes. He now had a cold face saying to her, "Go to sleep!"

Tian Yu blinked, trying to confirm if she was seeing things, but when she opened her eyes again, the person in front of her was still there. A wave of grief washed over her. Tian Yu closed her eyes, trying to stop herself from thinking about it, and obediently closed her eyes to sleep. She must be seeing things. He was the Empress, and her husband was the Emperor. It was the man in front of her.

In her sleep, Tian Yu dreamt of many people passing by, calling her name. Finally, a man looked at her sadly, as if blaming her. Tian Yu wanted to get closer to him, but she couldn't reach him. When she opened her eyes, she was alone in the empty palace. Tian Yu stared wide-eyed and involuntarily whispered, "Zhao Moyan!"

Tian Yu now fully realized what she had forgotten. Even the three words "Zhao Moyan" that she had just memorized were gradually becoming blurry. Her instincts told her not to forget, but it seemed that the harder she tried to remember, the more she gradually forgot. Tian Yu kept silently repeating: "Zhao Moyan! Zhao Moyan! Zhao Moyan!"

She got out of bed, found a pen and paper, and tremblingly wrote down the three words "Zhao Moyan." As soon as she wrote them down, the image of Zhao Moyan in her mind began to disappear little by little. Tian Yu refused to give up, writing and forgetting at the same time, writing and forgetting at the same time.

The next morning, when Wu Yaohui came to feed the medicine, the palace maids were still standing at the palace gate and had not yet gone in. Wu Yaohui asked, "Has the Empress not woken up yet?"

"Your Majesty, the Empress has not made a sound and is still sleeping."

Wu Yaohui stepped forward and pushed open the door, only to be stunned by the scene before him. Tian Yu was hunched over the desk, frantically writing something, with papers scattered all over the floor. Wu Yaohui took a few steps toward Tian Yu, looked down at the paper he was standing on, and saw three large characters written on it: Zhao Moyan!

Looking around, every single one of them bore these three words. Wu Yaohui stared furiously at Tian Yu, who was still writing furiously on the desk. As he got closer, he heard her muttering: Zhao Moyan! Zhao Moyan!

Wu Yaohui was furious. He grabbed Tian Yu's hand, pulled her up, and angrily questioned, "What are you doing?"

Tian Yu said innocently, "I really want to forget something important. I want to remember it, but I just can't. Can you help me?"

What did you remember?

"I can't remember anything, why? I clearly remember him, but I just can't remember who he is. Can you tell me why?"

"Then do you remember who I am?"

"You? I don't know. Who are you? Are you him?" Tian Yu looked at Wu Yaohui with a puzzled expression. After saying that, she was about to continue writing when she started muttering to herself again.

Wu Yaohui forcefully grabbed Tian Yu's hand, causing her to cry out in pain. The intense pain in her wrist brought tears to her eyes. In that instant of pain, Tian Yu suddenly remembered the forgotten moments. The blurry figure suddenly became clear: Zhao Moyan's eyes when he left, Zhao Moyan angrily grabbing her wrist, the moment Zhao Moyan taught her to write—all flashed through her mind. Tian Yu looked at Wu Yaohui in front of her, crying. Reason told her she couldn't do this, but something always seemed to jump out and stop her.

Seeing her like this, Wu Yaohui angrily pulled her back onto the bed and pinned her down, saying, "Isn't it better to forget him? Why do you have to keep thinking about him!"

"Get away from me! Get away from me! You are not him!" Tian Yu's mind flashed back to all the past experiences. She angrily tried to push Wu Yaohui away, but how could she possibly move him?

Wu Yaohui angrily said to the palace maid standing outside, "Bring the medicine here!"

"I won't drink it! Let me go! Let me go!" Tian Yu suddenly realized that her abnormality was due to the medicine she drank every day, so she struggled desperately.

Wu Yaohui grabbed Tian Yu by the neck and forced the medicine down her throat, angrily saying, "We were about to succeed, but you had to remember this at this crucial moment, so don't blame me!"

Tian Yu choked and coughed incessantly. Wu Yaohui let go of her, and Tian Yu shrank to the side, closed her eyes, and hugged herself, trying her best not to forget what she had just thought of, constantly muttering the names of everyone she cared about.

Wu Yaohui was furious at her behavior. He dragged Tian Yu to the ground, grabbed her hair, and forced her to look at him, saying each word clearly, "The Marquis of Zhenbei is dead! You can only be my Empress!"

Tian Yu neither listened nor looked, unwilling to face any of this, but tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Wu Yaohui shook off Tian Yu and strode out, saying to the palace servants guarding the door, "From today onwards, without my permission, the Empress shall not step out of her room, nor shall she be given any food."

As the door slowly closed, Tian Yu quickly got up, grabbed a vase, and gagging herself until she vomited everything in her stomach. Then she collapsed to the ground and started crying.

There was nothing to eat in the room except water. Tian Yu bandaged her injured hand with a cloth. She could barely endure it on the first day, but by the second day she was starving. At this time, things she had forgotten gradually became clearer. She remembered that since she started taking medicinal baths and drinking medicine, her memories had been slowly fading. Although she sometimes found it strange, she thought it was because she was too sad because of Zhao Moyan's departure, so she didn't pay attention to it. Little did she know that she would almost forget everything in the end.

On the fourth day, Tian Yu was so hungry that she couldn't get up, but she still didn't give up. Apart from drinking water and sleeping, Tian Yu spent the rest of her time trying to recall the past and remember everything she had forgotten. She wrote it down on paper, reminding herself not to forget.