The Queen sealed her heart and locked up her love, and the Emperor was trapped in the crematorium

"When will the amnesia be cured?" Xie Yaoqing asked casually.

Doctor Zhang looked embarrassed, and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I am a humble official with limited knowledge. From what I have learned and experienced throughout my life, no one with amnesia can regain their past memories."

"So, doesn't that mean I won't be able to remember it for the rest of my life?"

Doctor Zhang sighed and replied in a heavy tone, "I'm afraid that's probably the case."

Xie Yaoqing was naturally aware of the way the imperial doctors spoke. They were always cautious and always left some room for maneuver in their words to avoid causing trouble. Therefore, when the words "nine out of ten" came out of the mouth of Imperial Doctor Zhang, it was basically equivalent to a conclusion. Five years of memory was lost, and it was difficult to restore the memory. The possibility was too small.

At this moment, Xie Yaoqing's mood became a little irritable.

Her irritability did not stem from Xiao Chengxu's illness, but because she was still trapped in this palace, unable to gain freedom and relief.

After all, in Xiao Chengxu's eyes, they were still a loving and harmonious couple. It would be difficult to get a divorce letter from him.

Thinking of this, Xie Yaoqing couldn't help but feel powerless and helpless, and waved his hand to let Doctor Zhang leave.

Even if Xiao Chengxu had lost his memory, Xie Yaoqing didn't want to see him again, and even felt that it was unnecessary to look at him.

However, Xiao Chengxu always took the initiative to appear in front of her. For example, at this moment, when Xie Yaoqing was preparing to have dinner, Xiao Chengxu came uninvited and found a seat on his own, obviously intending to have dinner with her.

Xie Yaoqing's expression suddenly turned ugly. She suddenly put down the chopsticks in her hand with a crisp "pa" sound. "What is this? The whole table is filled with clear soup, so boring that it makes people lose their appetite. Take everything away."

Xiao Chengxu's hand, which had just picked up the chopsticks, froze in mid-air. The smile on his face froze a little, revealing a hint of doubt. He whispered, "Qingqing, these dishes look delicious. Why are you taking them away?"

Xie Yaoqing ignored him and signaled the palace servants to quickly remove the dishes on the table and replace them with a new set of delicacies.

The newly served dishes are all heavy-flavored dishes without exception, including braised lion head, spicy fish head... At first glance, the colors of these dishes are becoming more and more bright and eye-catching, bright red, and just by smelling them you can tell that they are all extremely spicy dishes, with a strong spicy aroma.

There was a chef from the southwestern border in the Yongchang Marquis Mansion who was best at cooking spicy and delicious dishes. Therefore, Xie Yaoqing developed a habit of liking spicy and heavy flavors since he was a child.

However, Xiao Chengxu couldn't get used to spicy food.

In the past, in order to cater to Xiao Chengxu's taste, Xie Yaoqing rarely ate spicy dishes. Even if there were spicy dishes on the table, the quantity was extremely limited, usually only one or two, and the overall dishes were still mainly light. The scene of a table full of spicy dishes like now was unprecedented.

If Xiao Chengxu still couldn't see that Xie Yaoqing did it on purpose at this moment, then he would be a complete fool, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

It turned out that after Qingqing no longer cared about him, she was too lazy to accommodate him in daily diet. She even specially prepared a table of spicy dishes and tried to drive him away in a roundabout way, as she thought he was an eyesore in front of her.

Even if he used the excuse of amnesia, hoping to remind Qingqing of their past good times and make her soft-hearted, it was all in vain. After all, the favor and privilege he once had were gone.

However, even though he knew that Xie Yaoqing did it on purpose, Xiao Chengxu was still unwilling to leave and stayed shamelessly.

Because the last time he had a meal with the Queen was seven years ago. During these long seven years, he was alone every time, with no one by his side. The happiness he once took for granted was no longer within his reach.

While eating these dishes that he could not adapt to and were difficult to swallow, Xiao Chengxu silently endured the bitterness in his heart. He couldn't help but take a deep breath after every bite.

For those who cannot bear spicy food, if they are forced to eat only spicy food, and even a sip of soup is spicy, the feeling is really unbearable.

Xiao Chengxu was almost crying from the spiciness of the food. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and asked Feng'an to give him a cup of sour plum soup to relieve the spiciness in his mouth.

Hearing this, Xie Yaoqing snorted and said provocatively, "Since Your Majesty feels that the taste is not suitable, then you should not dine with me again in the future. From now on, I will cook every meal according to my own taste. Your Majesty, you know that I love spicy food."

Xie Yaoqing did it on purpose, just to make Xiao Chengxu give up. At this moment, looking at Xiao Chengxu's face which was slightly distorted by the spiciness, she couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Tasting delicious food should be one of the greatest pleasures in life, but because Xiao Chengxu was here, the original good mood was ruined by him.

Men are the best at spoiling things.

Xiao Chengxu swallowed hard and said quickly: "It's appropriate, it's appropriate, there's nothing inappropriate about it, I will get used to it slowly."

Xie Yaoqing did not respond to him, but said calmly: "Your Majesty has said the wrong thing again. You are the emperor, so you should call yourself 'I'. It is really unbecoming and impolite to always say 'I, I, I'."

Hearing this, Xiao Chengxu felt even more bitter in his heart. He forced a smile and said, "Isn't this in front of you, my dear? Since we are husband and wife, why should we be so bound by formalities?"

Xie Yaoqing disagreed and refuted righteously: "No matter when or where, the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects should be discussed first, and then the love between husband and wife. Your Majesty must not lose sight of the big picture because of a small matter and lose your sense of proportion."

Thinking back then, she had also changed her way of addressing him with reluctance, and from then on she always called him "Minister and Concubine". The so-called "Minister and Concubine" first put the word "Minister" first. From that moment on, in Xiao Chengxu's eyes, she was first his subject, and then his wife.

Xiao Chengxu couldn't help but blurt out: "But you and I were clearly husband and wife from the beginning."

Xie Yaoqing glanced at Xiao Chengxu calmly, without any emotion in his eyes, "Times have changed, and the situation is different now. Since the emperor is the son of heaven, he should act like a son of heaven."