I Lost My Memory on the Day My Family Was Slaughtered, and the Mad Emperor Dotes on Me

The day he slaughtered my entire family, I was burning with fever and had lost my memory. I had forgotten our blood feud.

For three years, he kept me imprisoned in the imperial palace, doting on me every day and making love to me every night. He lied and said we were the happiest couple in the world.

I believed him. Even when he made me kneel in the snow to protect his sweet-faced cousin and took the blood from my heart, I foolishly thought it was just an ordinary marital misunderstanding.

Then my disfigured younger sister rushed before his carriage and screamed at him through her tears of blood: “Sister! It was him! He killed our entire family!”

In an instant, my memories came flooding back.

I looked at his panicked face and slowly gave him my gentlest smile.

“Your Majesty, it’s late. Time to rest.”

Xiao Jue, the truth came too late, and it hurts too much. So I’ll use the tenderness you’re so enamored with to pave your road to the underworld with my own hands.