Li Ji took her hand.
Before she could pull away, he spoke.
"Perhaps you don't know this yet, but my Princess Consort's name is Hua Manman."
Hua Manman froze.
'Did I hear that wrong?'
'Or maybe it was just a name that sounded similar?'
Then she heard the man continue.
"She is you, and you are my Princess Consort."
Hua Manman glanced at the man's face, then at her own tightly held hand, and couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his head.
She wanted to deny his claim.
But the gaps in her memory reminded her—
She had forgotten so much.
The one whose head was truly messed up was probably her.
Hua Manman: "Do you have any proof?"
Li Ji: "Wait here. I'll go get it."
Hua Manman was surprised he could actually produce evidence, and her astonishment only fueled her curiosity.
'What kind of proof could he possibly have?'
Li Ji stood up, walked over to a curio shelf, and picked up an exquisite wooden box.
He opened the small lock on the box.
