Mu Yunjin frowned, slowly turned around to face Chu Li, and spoke mockingly, “You remember Rong Jiu, yet you don’t remember me?”

“…” Chu Li was stunned, not knowing how to answer her.

“Forget it, I’m not going anymore.” Mu Yunjin had originally wanted to check on Rong Jiu’s condition, but now she was in no mood at all. This Chu Li was really about to anger her to death!

Hearing this, Chu Li frowned, his icy gaze seeming as if it would devour Mu Yunjin as he spoke, displeased, “What exactly do you and Rong Jiu need to discuss that requires avoiding me?”

“You…” Mu Yunjin laughed coldly, “If I don’t avoid you, how could I leak information?”

After speaking, she turned and left the inn.

Chu Li narrowed his eyes, an indescribable emotion surging within them. In this world, perhaps only this woman dared to speak to him this way.

…

“Bang—”

…

…

Mu Yunjin slammed the door shut. Someone had already prepared a brazier in the room. As she entered, she felt an overwhelming sense of fatigue.

After quickly bathing, she collapsed face-down on the bed. Mu Yunjin stared blankly at the ceiling, her ears still echoing with Chu Li’s words—

“Did you leak the information?”

Mu Yunjin’s heart chilled again, and she sighed. At this moment, someone gently knocked on her door.

Glancing toward the door, Mu Yunjin frowned but did not respond.

“Knock knock.” The door was knocked again.

Mu Yunjin continued to play dead.

The person outside persisted in knocking until Mu Yunjin heard the sound of the door being pushed open. She immediately turned over, tightly covered herself with the blanket, and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep with her back to the door.

When Chu Li pushed open the door, he saw her completely wrapped in the blankets. The candles in the room were still lit, causing him to frown as he approached her.

Mu Yunjin heard the increasingly approaching footsteps, pressed her lips together, and lay with her body tense.

Chu Li stood by her bed for a while, observing her tightly closed eyes, calm brows, lightly trembling eyelashes, and body curled up in a ball.

Seeing this, Chu Li bent down and gently felt the thickness of her blanket.

As he withdrew his hand, his gaze fell upon her pale face, and he couldn’t help but focus his attention on her once more. After a long moment, he softly said, “I’m sorry.”

Knowing she was pretending to sleep and deliberately ignoring him, Chu Li hesitated for a long time before finally swallowing his pride to say those words to her.

He was truly afraid that if she was angry, she would give him the cold shoulder.

Although he couldn’t explain why he cared so much about how she felt.

Mu Yunjin, lying on the bed, opened her eyes slightly upon hearing these three words, her heart fluttering. Chu Li would apologize?

No, it should be: Chu Li, after losing his memory, would apologize?

With this thought, Mu Yunjin felt that she was truly hopeless. Just moments ago, she had been furious, yet now she felt somewhat delighted. Was it true that when you loved someone, all your emotions would be led by them?

Mu Yunjin felt helpless. While Chu Li hadn’t noticed, she continued to close her eyes and pretend to sleep, inwardly restraining the impulse to pounce on Chu Li, repeating to herself: be restrained, be restrained…

But in the end, her mantra changed to: to hell with restraint!

She suddenly opened her eyes, flipped over, threw off the blanket, and sat up on the bed with a “whoosh,” staring directly at Chu Li.

Chu Li was startled by her sudden movement and lowered his gaze to look at her.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became quiet and somber.

After a long moment, Chu Li was the first to react. He bent down to cover Mu Yunjin with the blanket again, saying, “Be careful not to catch a cold.”

Mu Yunjin stared blankly at Chu Li, and as he withdrew his hand, she reached out and firmly grasped it.

Chu Li felt a coolness in his palm and instinctively held her hand in return, clasping it tightly in his palm as he parted his thin lips, “Why are your hands so cold?”

Mu Yunjin smiled as warmth spread from her palm, a flood of warmth also surging at the tip of her heart.

“Then wait, I’ll have someone bring you another blanket.” Chu Li had felt the thickness of her blanket earlier; though it was thick enough, perhaps her constitution was weak and she was sensitive to the cold.

Just as Chu Li was about to release her hand and leave, Mu Yunjin grabbed his sleeve, looking at him expectantly, “Before, you always slept with me.”

That’s why she never felt cold.

After speaking, Mu Yunjin, just like before, moved inward on the bed, leaving half of it empty, and looked at Chu Li with a slight smile.

Chu Li pressed his lips together tightly, his eyes flickering. After seeing her clear and expectant gaze, a faint smile suddenly spread across his lips as he approached the bed and lay down beside her.

Seeing that Chu Li had actually compromised and lain down, Mu Yunjin’s eyes brightened. Surrounded by a familiar scent, she blew out the candle and lay down as well, clinging to Chu Li like an octopus.

In the darkness, Chu Li lay still, not moving. Mu Yunjin snuggled close to Chu Li, and with him by her side, she gradually felt drowsy and fell asleep.

Hearing the even breathing beside his ear, Chu Li turned his head slightly. Although he couldn’t see her face at all in the darkness, he could vaguely imagine her adorable sleeping expression.

Involuntarily, he turned onto his side and gently reached out to embrace her, as an unnamed emotion surged in his heart once more.

That night, Mu Yunjin slept extraordinarily soundly.

…

When she woke up the next morning, Mu Yunjin was curled up in Chu Li’s embrace, one leg draped over his body, her sleeping posture extremely undignified.

When Chu Li opened his eyes and saw the person in his arms, he was slightly startled. After recalling what had happened, he remembered that he had stayed in Mu Yunjin’s room last night.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he immediately got up and walked away from the bed.

Mu Yunjin also sat up, but as she bent down to put on her shoes, a wave of dizziness hit her, just like the previous days, accompanied by waves of nausea.

As Chu Li was about to leave the room, he glanced back at Mu Yunjin and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, one hand on her forehead, the other on her stomach, frowning with an uncomfortable expression.

“What’s wrong?” Chu Li immediately approached her, bending down to examine her closely.

“It’s nothing, just a bit dizzy from sleeping too long.” Mu Yunjin was feeling much better now, so she got off the bed and began changing her clothes.

Seeing that she was truly fine, Chu Li finally left the room, reassured.

…

Outside, it was raining today, and the temperature was much lower than yesterday.

The moment Mu Yunjin stepped out the door, her whole body suddenly shivered, and she had the urge to retreat into her room.

When she arrived at the dining hall, everyone else was already there, including Chu Li.

“All hundred ingredients for the antidote have been gathered. Now let’s decide on a day to detoxify City Lord Xu,” Hua Ying spoke, announcing the important matter.

Finally, she added, “The sooner the better.”

Hearing this, Qu Xinyao’s expression darkened as she looked at Hua Ying, “Detoxification isn’t guaranteed to succeed, is it?”

If it failed, it meant Xu Heyu’s life would end in these few days.

Hua Ying didn’t respond. Indeed, she couldn’t be completely confident, nor could she be certain that she could save Xu Heyu’s life.

The atmosphere momentarily became low.

“The sooner the better, so let’s set it for these two days. The earlier we detoxify, the sooner Heyu can be relieved from the suffering of poisoning,” Huang Yan picked up the conversation, easing the atmosphere.

Qu Xinyao nodded slightly, “I’ll go ask the fool what he thinks.”

After speaking, she stood up, left the dining hall, and walked toward Xu Heyu’s room.

Mu Yunjin lowered her eyes, thinking again of Rong Jiu.

Without Star Grass, what could Rong Jiu do? After all, he had been poisoned while trying to save her. If she completely ignored his situation, she wouldn’t be able to overcome the guilt in her heart.

After breakfast, the rain outside did not diminish. Mu Yunjin stood at the entrance for a while but decided not to go out for now.

At this moment, a figure flew in through the curtain of rain.

It was Ding Xian.

“Your Highness.” After arriving, Ding Xian walked into the front hall, heading straight toward Chu Li.

Chu Li looked at Ding Xian.

“Your Highness, word has come from the Chen Prince’s Mansion that the wedding with Miss Qin will be in seven days,” Ding Xian announced upon entering.

Hearing this, Chu Li nodded calmly.

Mu Yunjin also walked over, her face full of curiosity, “They’re getting married? It’s not a joke?”

She had thought it was just casual talk that day and hadn’t taken it seriously, later forgetting about it entirely. She hadn’t expected these two to get together.

“It’s true, the information is accurate,” Ding Xian said.

After a pause, Ding Xian spoke again, “By the way, Your Highness, there’s another major matter.”

“Oh?” Chu Li looked at Ding Xian.

“The Emperor, using the Chen Prince’s wedding as a reason, has granted amnesty throughout the realm, including Concubine Rong from the Water Cloud Temple’s formation. Right now, Concubine Rong has already entered the palace…” As Ding Xian continued, his voice grew softer.

Mu Yunjin listened with her heart pounding. What game was Concubine Rong playing?

Serving two husbands at once?

She’s staying in West Yuan, but what about South Ting?

What if one day the envoys from South Ting discovered and revealed this matter?

Had this woman gone mad?

“Let her be. Chu Li couldn’t be bothered with Concubine Rong’s affairs, his eyes concealing cold sharpness.

Ding Xian nodded.

After reporting several matters to Chu Li, he turned to look at Mu Yunjin, respectfully saying, “Consort, yesterday, a new Holy Maiden envoy from South Ting came to the mansion looking for you.”

“Yun Shuangleng?”

“Yes, she seemed to have urgent business with you, but I told her you weren’t at the mansion these past days, so she left.”

Mu Yunjin recalled her promise to Yun Shuangleng to help remove the curse from Feng Che. Later, due to Chu Li’s memory loss, they had remained in River Moon City.

Now that Yun Shuangleng had gone to the mansion to find her, did it mean she had already brought Feng Che out of Ghost Valley Cave?

If so, wouldn’t Yun Shuangleng be frantic not being able to find her?

“Qiqi.” Mu Yunjin turned to look at Qiqi.

Qiqi walked over, “Master, what is it?”

“Later, use the Formless Space to take me back to Butterfly Flower City for a visit,” Mu Yunjin said.

Qiqi nodded.

Beside them, Chu Li frowned, “You’re going back?”

“Yes, I promised Yun Shuangleng that day to help remove the curse from the man she cares for. Now that she’s looking for me, I need to check on the situation,” Mu Yunjin looked at Chu Li.

Chu Li glanced at the heavy rain outside, frowning with displeasure.

“Do you want to come with me?” Seeing his unhappy expression, Mu Yunjin simply invited him to join her.

Chu Li looked at her, an unusual emotion flashing in his heart. In just a few short days, this woman seemed to have entered his heart. Now, whatever she said, he felt an impulsive urge to follow her without hesitation, wanting to give her everything he had.

But could this feeling become a burden?