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Xie Xuanjin was stunned for a long time until Song Qingning's voice rang out again.

"Xie Xuanjin."

This time, Song Qingning was much more comfortable speaking, but her voice was still hoarse. Her throat, which she hadn't used in a long time, was dry and ached slightly when she strained it.

The sound startled Xie Xuanjin awake.

He looked at Song Qingning's open eyes, at the slight curve of her lips, and at her gaze fixed on him; everything told him the same thing.

It's not a hallucination!

She's really awake!

Overwhelmed with immense joy, Xie Xuanjin could barely contain his trembling.

"You're awake! I knew you wouldn't just sleep like that. You're awake, finally awake!" Xie Xuanjin's voice trembled.

Noticing the discomfort in her voice, he immediately ordered towards the outside of the room, "Someone, summon the imperial physician and invite Master Lingguang."

While waiting for the imperial physician and Master Lingguang to arrive, Xie Xuanjin held Song Qingning's hand tightly, unwilling to let go for even a moment, as if he wanted to hold on firmly, afraid that she would disappear again.

His eyes held a mixture of joy and fear.

He was relieved that Song Qingning had woken up, but also afraid that her awakening was only temporary.

Song Qingning saw it all. The expression on his face overlapped with the resolute look in her memory when Xie Xuanjin made that decision in front of the altar.

Song Qingning knew that, whether in her past life or this one, Xie Xuanjin was truly deeply in love with her.

In her past life, she was unable to reciprocate his deep affection.

He found her a chance to be reborn, and he also found a chance for them.

In this life, she can respond.

"Xie Xuanjin." Song Qingning suddenly called Xie Xuanjin's name again, meeting his gaze with a smile that didn't fade, "I remember everything."

Her voice was weak and feeble.

But these words were like a thunderclap that exploded in Xie Xuanjin's mind.

I remember now...

She means...

Xie Xuanjin was stunned for a moment, shocked and overjoyed by the guess that popped into his mind, yet uncertain.

"you……"

Xie Xuanjin stood stiffly, cautiously trying to find out if what she meant was what he had guessed.

She seemed to have anticipated what he was going to ask.

Before he could speak, Song Qingning's voice rang out again: "It's like I had a very long dream too. In the dream, I saw you. You avenged me and brought me back."

"Everything felt so real, not like a dream, but like it really happened."

"It really happened!"

Song Qingning spoke with certainty.

Her words, spoken one by one, mingled with Xie Xuanjin's pounding heartbeat, leaving him feeling utterly paralyzed.

A voice seemed to be clamoring in his heart.

She remembered everything!

She remembered her past life with him, those fragments in her dreams were no longer just his memories; he and she shared not only this life, but also past lives.

"Qingning..." Xie Xuanjin's voice still trembled uncontrollably.

He was about to say something when, just then, a voice came from outside the door:

"Your Majesty, the imperial physician and Master Lingguang have arrived."

It's a water chestnut!

Hongling's voice was also filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Xie Xuanjin held Song Qingning's hand, his eyes trembling. The most important thing right now was to make sure that Song Qingning was alright.

"Please let them in."

Soon, the imperial physician and Master Lingguang entered the room.

While the imperial physician took Song Qingning's pulse, Xie Xuanjin sat beside her, holding her hand tightly, never letting go for a moment.

The imperial physician had just released his hand from taking the pulse.

Xie Xuanjin couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?"

The imperial physician knelt down to offer his congratulations, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! The Empress's pulse is stable; she should be fine."

Xie Xuanjin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

but……

"Her throat is sore." Xie Xuanjin frowned.

"Your Majesty has been unconscious for a long time, so it's normal for your throat to be dry and uncomfortable. Since Your Majesty has been speaking less lately, I will prescribe some nourishing and throat-soothing medicine. You should take it for a few days and you will recover."

"She's still weak." Xie Xuanjin's brows remained furrowed.

"Your Majesty and my colleagues in the Imperial Medical Academy will do our utmost to help Your Majesty recover."

Xie Xuanjin felt a little relieved and then asked the imperial physician to prepare the prescription.

Only Xie Xuanjin, Song Qingning, and Master Lingguang remained in the room.

The Master Lingguang standing before me looked exactly like the monk in front of the altar in my past life memories.

Master Lingguang assessed the situation and confirmed that Song Qingning was unharmed.

Song Qingning expressed her gratitude, saying, "Thank you very much, Master Lingguang."

Master Lingguang was insightful.

He naturally understood the meaning behind Song Qingning's words of thanks.

She thanked him for his help and asked him to take her back.

Master Lingguang dared not take credit for it.

"If Your Majesty wants to thank anyone, you should thank His Majesty," Master Lingguang said before leaving.

The "emperor" he referred to was two people.

But whether it was Xie Xuanjin in his past life or the one before him, it was never for Song Qingning's gratitude.

Only after confirming that Song Qingning was unharmed did Xie Xuanjin allow his excitement to show.

"I sent someone to the Ningguo Duke's mansion to deliver a message to your father-in-law and mother-in-law. They have been worried about you, so I wanted to put their minds at ease."

"And Heng'er..."

Xie Xuanjin was somewhat incoherent.

The news that Song Qingning had woken up quickly spread throughout the capital.

The ladies of noble families all sent memorials to the palace, requesting to pay their respects and visit, but Xie Xuanjin refused them all.

Song Qingning's most pressing task right now is to take good care of her health.

Apart from Lady Lu and Empress Dowager Meng, who had moved into the palace temporarily, and who visited Jinhua Palace every day for a short rest, Xie Xuanjin did not allow anyone else to disturb Song Qingning's recuperation.

When Madam Lu and Madam Meng arrived, they brought the young prince with them.

From birth, the young prince was sent to Empress Dowager Meng's palace to be cared for by her.

The two-month-old baby was chubby and fair-skinned, and exceptionally well-behaved. His eyebrows resembled Xie Xuanjin's, but his eyes were just like Song Qingning's.

Whenever the little guy sees Song Qingning, he giggles and waves his hands, as if he wants to slip from Empress Dowager Meng's hands into Song Qingning's arms.

But every time the little prince snuggled into Song Qingning's arms, Xie Xuanjin would find an excuse to send him away.

Xie Xuanjin did it on purpose!

Song Qingning figured it out.

That night, Song Qingning finally couldn't hold back and asked, "You don't like him?"

he?

Xie Xuanjin frowned, and after a moment of reaction, he realized that the "he" Song Qingning was referring to was Xie Heng.

Xie Heng.

The name Song Qingning chose before her child was born.

How do you know?

At night, after Song Qingning finished bathing, Xie Xuanjin dried her hair as usual.

Xie Xuanjin's hands did not stop moving.

His movements were gentle, making her feel drowsy. "As soon as I hold him, you chase him away."

Xie Xuanjin paused in his act of wiping his hair.

"He's been overeating lately and has gained quite a bit of weight."

Song Qingning: "..."

Are you worried that you can't carry her?

"How much can a two-month-old baby weigh?" Song Qingning asked with a smile.

Indeed, it is not heavy.

"I can carry him easily. When Heng'er comes again tomorrow, don't rush to let Mother take him away. I want to see him more."

Song Qingning said.

In her previous life, she had never been a mother.

In this life, the bond of ten months of pregnancy seemed to be turned on the moment that tiny body first nestled into her arms.

Almost instinctively, I wanted to give him lots and lots of love, and I wanted to see him more often.

Xie Xuanjin glanced at Song Qingning from behind, but did not respond.

The following day, Lady Lu and Empress Dowager Meng came again.

Xie Xuanjin, who usually handled government affairs in the side hall, was unusually not doing so at this time.

Xie Xuanjin sat next to Song Qingning, drinking tea.