After Losing My Memory, the Shadow Guard Chief Desperately Begs for Cuddles

[No Heroine + Pure Love on Both Sides] Shen Tingjue fell off a cliff and was rescued, becoming the young master of the Prime Minister's estate. The Grand Princess treated him like her own flesh and blood, and the Emperor loved him by association, sending good things to the prime minister's estate whenever he got them. As a result, Shen Tingjue's reputation skyrocketed. The entire capital knew that his imperial favor was at its peak, and nobles racked their brains to win him over and ingratiate themselves with him.

However, he had lost his memory, remembering only that he had once shared a night of intimacy with someone.

After Shen Tingjue recovered from his severe illness, Emperor Chengheng held a banquet in his honor. On the way to the palace, the Prime Minister repeatedly admonished him to be extremely careful around the various princes, especially that damned Crown Prince. In the end, Shen Tingjue discovered that that damned Crown Prince happened to resemble the person in his memories, and his good looks simply mesmerized him.

Shen Tingjue could not remember the cause and effect, mistakenly believing that the two of them had a past romance. He cupped his blushing face and laughed out loud, "Are we deeply in love with each other?"

Crown Prince: "?"

The good news was that his shadow guard chief was still alive. The bad news was that the other party had lost his memory—the kind of memory loss that didn't follow the usual path. He kept pestering him to pick up where they left off, offering himself and seducing him whenever he had the chance, which was extremely tormenting.

Xiao Hanye was physically and mentally exhausted, feeling that this was all just retribution. But there was no other way, he could just endure it. And as he endured, he really fell for it.

When going to study at the Imperial Academy, the old housekeeper exhorted, "If you are bullied, remember to run in front of the Emperor and the Grand Princess to lodge a complaint, exaggerating and crying pitifully."

Shen Tingjue patted his chest: "I understand."

Not long after, he turned into a little tyrant of the capital, turning the imperial court and harem upside down, yet acting like a delicate little white lotus in front of the Crown Prince: "I am so fragile." Sob.

Crown Prince: Heh.