Having many handsome men means no worries; pampering them all keeps me in good spirits.

Meanwhile, inside the Chaoyang Palace, Yun Ao sneaked in again, bringing a pill which he handed to Mo Ting.

Mo Ting took the pill and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Yun Ao said in a deep voice, "Last time I saw Master, his behavior was very different from usual, and he didn't even remember his subordinates. He must have lost his memory. This is a Rejuvenation Pill. Master, if you take it, your memory will be restored immediately..."

Mo Ting stared at the Rejuvenation Pill for a moment, then returned it to Yun Ao, saying expressionlessly, "If my past memories weren't pleasant, I'd rather forget them altogether. Besides, I'm very happy now, and my husband treats me very well..."

Looking at Mo Ting's innocent face, Yun Ao became anxious: "Master, you are deceiving yourself! You say the Emperor is good to you? When we were in Yunhai City, I heard her and Liang Cheng talking in the kitchen, saying that she was only good to you because she felt guilty!"

Mo Ting lowered her eyes and clenched her fists, denying it: "No, my husband is with me every day. If it were just out of guilt, why would he dote on me so much?"

Yun Ao sneered: "Master probably doesn't know that Consort Xia is pregnant, does he? As the emperor, what importance do the imperial harem's offspring have? As a man, you cannot have children. Even if you have exclusive favor, what good is it? Emperors are always ruthless. You have no title or status, and no children to rely on. How long can this favor last?"

Upon hearing that Xia Meiren was pregnant, Mo Ting's mental defenses were completely shattered by Yun Ao. He slumped onto the bed, his eyes no longer showing the determination they had before.

My husband clearly said that he had never touched any of the women in the harem…

Seeing that Mo Ting was beginning to waver, Yun Ao directly stuffed the Rejuvenation Pill into Mo Ting's mouth and gently patted his throat to make sure the pill was swallowed completely.

In an instant, Mo Ting's head throbbed with pain, and all his memories flooded back to him like a spring.

He clutched his chest, breathing heavily, his eyes slightly red...

He remembered. It was that night; he had stood outside the door and heard it all clearly… The Emperor… had taken Xia Meier seven times…

Recalling the days of his amnesia felt like a dream; all the Emperor's kindness towards him stemmed from guilt...

I feel guilty for using him... and I also feel guilty for almost killing him after taking away his power...

The emperor may never have loved him...

Seeing that Mo Ting's expression had returned to its former noble and aloof demeanor, Yun Ao knew that he had regained his memories. He quickly knelt down and choked out, "My lord... now that you know the truth, let's leave here quickly..."

Mo Ting closed his eyes in resentment, let out a long sigh, and said in a deep voice, "Fine, let's leave now."

Meanwhile, Jiang Qingyan was walking blissfully towards Chaoyang Palace, wondering whether to tell Mo Ting directly that he had been made Empress, or to keep him in suspense for now...

But when she pushed open the palace door, she found it empty. Jiang Qingyan was a little puzzled. Could it be that Mo Ting had gone to stroll in the Imperial Garden so early?

With that thought in mind, he headed toward the Imperial Garden.

At this moment, Ling Feng suddenly appeared. He took out a booklet from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Qingyan, saying softly, "Your Majesty, this is a list of all the people who have entered the Empress Dowager's bedchamber."

Jiang Qingyan took the booklet, examined it carefully, and smiled with satisfaction. With this, that old woman's influence in the court would soon be dismantled one by one...

Jiang Qingyan patted Ling Feng on the shoulder and said with a light smile, "Well done! I will reward you handsomely later!"

Ling Feng pursed his lips, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "This subordinate does not wish for any reward; this subordinate only wishes to stay by His Majesty's side..."

Jiang Qingyan stared at Ling Feng's slightly flushed cheeks and couldn't help but kiss him. "Is this reward acceptable?"

Ling Feng's heart raced instantly. He nodded and murmured, "Is...it's possible..."

After saying that, he vanished in a flash.

Jiang Qingyan smiled and continued walking towards the Imperial Garden.

Upon arriving at the Imperial Garden, she still couldn't find Mo Ting. She grew anxious and immediately ordered Eunuch Wang to send people to search the palace. She even personally searched the Empress Dowager's palace, but still couldn't get any news about Mo Ting.

Jiang Qingyan sat on a stone bench in the palace, as if she had lost her soul, wondering where Mo Ting had gone.

Lu Nian and Yi Luo arrived at this moment and quickly sat down next to Jiang Qingyan, their faces full of joy. Lu Nian spoke first, saying, "Thank you, my husband, for bestowing upon this humble subject the title of Noble Consort..."

Yi Luo quickly replied, "Thank you, my husband, for bestowing upon me the title of Consort..."

Seeing that Jiang Qingyan was still sitting there staring blankly, Yi Luo waved a hand in front of her in confusion, but she still didn't react.

He glanced at Lu Nian, frowned, and asked, "What's wrong, husband?"

Lu Nian quickly squatted down, shook Jiang Qingyan's shoulder, and gently called out, "Husband, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Jiang Qingyan felt a little dizzy from the shaking. When she saw Lu Nian appear in front of her, she grabbed his hand as if she were grasping at a lifeline and said in a tearful voice, "Mo Ting... he's lost... Lu Nian, can you help me find him?"

Lu Nian gently stroked Jiang Qingyan's cheek and said softly, "Husband, don't worry. Your humble servant will go find him right away. It's possible that he got lost because the palace is too big."

Jiang Qingyan nodded. "Yes, he must be lost."

He glanced at Yi Luo beside him and quickly said, "Yi Luo, you should also go and search separately."

Yi Luo reluctantly stood up and muttered, "Alright... Your humble servant will go right away..."

Jiang Qingyan pinched her brow, wondering if Mo Ting had returned to Chaoyang Palace, so she hurriedly walked back.

Seeing the palace doors wide open, Jiang Qingyan thought Mo Ting had returned and hurriedly ran inside, only to find Liang Cheng setting out bowls and chopsticks on the table.

Jiang Qingyan sat down at the table with a dejected look on her face and a soft sigh.

Liang Cheng asked with concern, "What's wrong with His Majesty? Why does he look so listless?"

Jiang Qingyan rested her chin on one hand and said weakly, "My man is lost..."

Liang Cheng raised an eyebrow, as if he had thought of something, "Earlier, this humble subject wanted to ask Young Master Mo Ting what he would like for breakfast, but I overheard him talking to another man outside the hall, so I didn't go in to disturb him..."

Jiang Qingyan's eyes lit up, and she quickly stood up, grabbed Liang Cheng's arm, and asked, "Who was that man? Did you see what he looked like? What did they say?"

Liang Cheng was startled by Jiang Qingyan's rapid-fire questioning and quickly replied, "That person had his back to the palace gate, so I didn't see him clearly... I only heard him call Young Master Mo Ting 'Master'... I didn't try to eavesdrop on what he said, but I vaguely heard him tell Young Master Mo Ting that Lady Xia was pregnant or something..."

Jiang Qingyan's eyes trembled slightly. My lord... could that person be Mo Ting's guard, Yun Ao? What was his intention in telling Mo Ting about Xia Meier's pregnancy? Was it just to provoke Mo Ting and then take him away?

Jiang Qingyan felt a headache coming on. She waved her hand, signaling Liang Cheng to leave first, while she lay on the table, trying to calm herself down.

Just then, a male voice suddenly came from outside the palace: "Husband, I'm back."