When I picked up the amnesiac prince, he was squatting in the snow and chewing tree bark.
Later, the day he regained his memory, I was holding the jade seal to pad the table legs.
At the enthronement ceremony, he asked me in front of all the civil and military officials: "What title does my beloved concubine want?"
I took out the He Li book with trembling hands: "Um... Can I apply for early retirement?"
