The Poisonous Consort, Divine Healer: Prince, Stop Pretending You’ve Lost Your Memory

The moment Shen Nanxing opened her eyes, she realized she was nailed inside a coffin. Her stepmother was vicious, her half-sister a scheming white lotus, and her fiancé, the crown prince, had personally buried her alive. She had planned to take revenge quietly, but then a sweet little dumpling showed up by her side: feisty and adorable, good at acting cute and using poison, and even pointing at the sickly prince in the wheelchair and calling him "Daddy." A certain prince: "I've lost my memory. I don't remember having a daughter like you." The little dumpling: "Then let me help you get better, Daddy~" Shen Nanxing pressed a silver needle to his upper thigh. "Faking your disability? Faking amnesia? Your illness needs to be treated by me personally, Your Highness." Later, the cold-faced prince became a devoted dad. He had to bring his daughter to court, hide her when killing people, and even ask, before overturning wrongful convictions and fighting for the throne, "Has the little dumpling had her osmanthus cake today?" Shen Nanxing sneered. "We agreed to work together, so why are you getting so close, Your Highness?" Ye Xiuting pinned her against the medicine cabinet. "My lady, this illness of mine... it's acting up again."