After Losing My Memory, My Archrival Fooled Me Into Thinking I Was His Beloved Wife

Shen Jingzhi served as Crown Prince Xiao Rongjin’s shadow guard for ten years.

She took blades and drank poison in his place, her body covered in scars and broken bones. All she got in return was one sentence when he was attacked on his wedding day: “Jingzhi, your martial arts are superb. Protect A Zhi for me!”

With a poisoned arrow through her chest, Xiao Rongjin shielded the crown princess behind him and let Shen Jingzhi fall into the abyss.

Ten years of devotion died completely.

When she opened her eyes again, she had forgotten everything from her past.

Xie Weici, the imperious and ruthless chief councilor who held the court in his grip, sat by her bed. He calmly wiped the blood from his knuckles, then gently stroked the corner of her eye. “Zhizhi, did you hit your head so badly that you don’t even recognize your husband?”

Shen Jingzhi clung to him with innocent affection.

She did not know that the man before her, the one who made the whole court tremble, was Xiao Rongjin’s most feared enemy, and the mastermind behind the assassination, all to take her for himself.

Later, Xiao Rongjin went mad.

He coughed blood as his hair turned white. At last, he found the missing Shen Jingzhi at the Chief Councilor’s residence and pleaded with red-rimmed eyes, “Jingzhi, I was wrong. Come home with me.”

Her answer was a blade, driven without hesitation into his chest.

She pulled out her sword in disgust, then threw herself into Xie Weici’s arms and pouted. “Husband, I caught a lecher.”

Xie Weici wrapped an arm around her waist and looked down at the Crown Prince sprawled in despair on the ground, his smile wicked.

“Thank you, Your Highness, for raising my wife for me. But now, she is my life.”