Chapter 922: The Young Empress (59)

“Imperial Physician Xu, you may leave now.”

As for Tang Guo's feigned amnesia, the imperial physicians knew nothing of the truth. They genuinely believed that she had injured her head and lost part of her memories.

Besides herself, only the Chief Eunuch and Jing Cheng knew the truth.

Imperial Physician Xu truly thought she had damaged her brain and was currently troubled, trying to find a way to restore her memories.

“Yes, this minister takes his leave.”

Carrying his medicine box on his back, Imperial Physician Xu stepped out of the sleeping chambers.

No sooner had he crossed the threshold than Su Qing stopped him.

“Greetings, Young Master Su.”

“Imperial Physician Xu.” Anxiety was written all over Su Qing's face as he lowered his voice. “How is Her Majesty's condition?”

“Her Majesty's external injuries are recovering quickly, but…” Imperial Physician Xu shook his head and pointed to his own temple. “As for the missing memories, we still cannot determine anything.”

“When will they return?”

“It is likely caused by stagnant blood inside the head. Perhaps they will recover after some time… or perhaps they never will.”

Then he added somewhat thankfully,

“Fortunately, Her Majesty has only forgotten many people. The rest of her memories remain intact.”

Otherwise, the Western Saint Kingdom would surely descend into chaos.

After hearing this, Su Qing could hardly believe it. Grabbing Imperial Physician Xu by the arm, he asked,

“Have you come up with any solutions?”

“Please calm yourself, Young Master Su,” Imperial Physician Xu hurriedly replied. “We all wish to help Her Majesty recover her memories, but since the injury is to the head, there is currently no specific treatment. We must return and continue our research.”

“Then please hurry back and study it.”

Releasing him, Su Qing apologized,

“I have offended you.”

Imperial Physician Xu shook his head, bid him farewell, and hurried toward the Imperial Medical Bureau with his medicine box.

He truly had to think carefully about a solution.

Even if those lost memories were not especially important, they still concerned Her Majesty.

They had to find a cure.

Su Qing remained standing there in a daze, still unwilling to leave.

Seeing this, the Chief Eunuch said,

“Young Master Su, Her Majesty is tired today. Please return.”

“I'll stay a little longer and then leave.”

A bitter smile hung on Su Qing's lips.

He remained there until sunset. Darkness gradually enveloped the palace grounds.

Staring at the tightly shut doors of the sleeping chambers, he let out a sigh.

When the Chief Eunuch emerged again, he immediately asked,

“Has the Imperial Consort still not left?”

“The Empress has decreed that the Imperial Consort will stay here tonight.”

The moment those words were spoken, Su Qing's face turned pale.

Clenching his fists, he forced himself to say,

“Then I'll come again tomorrow.”

He glanced back at the sleeping chambers before finally turning away.

Beneath the empty robes was a thin and weakened body.

Inside that body was an even emptier heart.

He didn't even know when he had lost it.

He had foolishly thought himself successful, believing he had been the one manipulating the Empress.

Was this the retribution for not understanding the value of something until it was lost?

At last, he began to understand Nan Yunchuan's madness.

Only after truly losing someone could one experience that feeling.

The next day, before dawn had fully broken, Su Qing was already waiting outside the Empress's chambers.

When the Chief Eunuch came out and saw him, she exclaimed,

“Young Master Su, why are you here so early?”

“I… I wanted to see Her Majesty. How is she?”

“Her Majesty has just awakened. She appears to be in good spirits.”

The Chief Eunuch complained inwardly.

Good spirits? She's positively glowing and healthier than ever.

Su Qing asked,

“Then could you inform Her Majesty that Su Qing has come to see her?”

“Please wait a moment, Young Master Su. This servant will ask Her Majesty first.”

Su Qing waited to one side with a bitter smile.

In the past, the Chief Eunuch would have led him straight inside.

There would have been no need to ask for permission.