Chapter 1180: The Princess Consort Whose Memories Were Altered (55)

Ever since learning that Tang Guo had been switched into the palace, Yan Huo had practically sneaked in every night. Simply watching her sleep was enough to occupy an entire night.

Even System was beginning to lose patience.

All the attendants around Tang Guo had already been replaced and were now Yan Huo's people.

This fellow truly was something else. He would just stare at Host sleeping, do absolutely nothing, and occasionally mutter to himself.

Ah, what an obedient little darling!

Especially after learning how Shangguan Yi treated Tang Guo during the day, Yan Huo had secretly caused no small amount of trouble for him.

Lately, Shangguan Yi was exhausted in both body and mind and had to come every day to listen to Tang Guo's zither playing. Tang Guo would patiently comfort him, and every time Yan Huo saw it, he became so angry he nearly exploded.

How was a bastard like that worthy of receiving such gentle treatment from her?

It infuriated him to death!

However, after learning that Tang Guo also believed herself to be Tang Jiao, Yan Huo had begun searching for the person who had exchanged her memories with Tang Jiao's.

Now that she believed herself to be Tang Jiao, he really couldn't openly do anything.

He could only protect her from the shadows.

If he suddenly appeared in her palace, people would certainly call him a shameless rogue, and she would probably think poorly of him as well.

Thus, he could only sneak into her chambers late at night and quietly keep watch over her until dawn.

Merely gazing at her sleeping face brought him a measure of satisfaction.

Yan Huo's subordinates, meanwhile, thought their master had gone insane.

Who in the world spent every night watching someone else sleep?

Shangguan Yi, on the other hand, had become increasingly unable to live without Tang Guo's music. He had also grown accustomed to the delicious snacks she prepared. Listening to her gentle words of comfort always improved his mood considerably.

Gradually, even his undergarments, the sachet hanging from his waist, and his socks all came from Tang Guo's hands.

She had even sewn him a pillow.

“What is this?” Shangguan Yi asked curiously. “It looks like… a pillow?”

“Yes,” Tang Guo replied softly. “It is a pillow. Your Majesty has been busy lately and hasn't been sleeping well, so I specially made this medicinal pillow. Try sleeping on it tonight. You'll certainly sleep soundly and wake up much more refreshed tomorrow.”

Then she brought out several packets of medicinal herbs she had already prepared.

“These herb packets can be replaced periodically in the future. Your Majesty won't need to worry about sleepless nights anymore. Lack of sleep will affect your dragon body.”

Shangguan Yi accepted them without hesitation.

He had discovered that everything she prepared had been done with great care and sincerity.

Other than the fact that she wasn't Tang Jiao, there was nothing wrong with her.

Without realizing it, he had long since stopped suspecting her. He firmly believed that the medicinal pillow she had made would possess miraculous effects.

System sneered inwardly.

Of course it would. Those herbs were genuine treasures and excellent for the body.

But some people simply lacked the fortune to enjoy them. Using them would shorten their lifespan.

That night, Shangguan Yi slept on the medicinal pillow.

Sure enough, he enjoyed an exceptionally peaceful sleep.

When he woke the next morning, not only was he free of fatigue, he felt refreshed and invigorated.

Immediately, he ordered the remaining herb packets to be carefully preserved.

Looking at the pillow embroidered with exquisite patterns, he unconsciously smiled.

“Such clever hands and such thoughtful intentions… what a pity.”

Yes, what a pity.

A pity she wasn't Tang Jiao.

If she truly were Consort Jiao, everything would have been perfect.

The moment Tang Jiao came to mind, Shangguan Yi's mood soured once more.

Yet he could no longer change the habits he had unconsciously formed.

After finishing his duties, he would always go to listen to her play the zither and eat the snacks she had prepared.

Watching from the side, Yan Huo ground his teeth in anger.

That bastard had it too easy.

To have such a wonderful woman, yet despise her with one hand while shamelessly enjoying all the care she gave him with the other.