The maid was stunned, and some of the dark medicine liquid accidentally spilled onto the ground.
"Of course, Your Majesty is the wife of the Demon King," the maid said, her voice trembling slightly, a hint of desperation lacing the words as she looked up at Yue Ran. "Your… Your Majesty, do you not remember it?"
Yue Ran tilted her head and asked, "What should I remember?"
With a sharp crash, the porcelain bowl slipped from the hands of the maid and fell to the ground, shattering into countless fragments in an instant, scattering across the floor like forgotten memories.
…
After a while, the maid cleaned up the stains on the ground and walked into the study of the Demon King with a panicked look on her face.
