After becoming pregnant, the cold-hearted nobles all went mad.

Wei Chengrui's brows were filled with a fierce aura.

Shen Lingyi explained this to him, also to reassure Wei Xu, "Sister Xu, you don't know."

"He is now the legitimate heir of the Prince of Zhenbei."

Wei Xu had never left the building in all these years, so he was unaware of the upheavals outside and the hardships Wei Chengrui had endured.

Upon suddenly hearing the news that Wei Chengrui had succeeded to the throne as heir apparent, Wei Xu's eyes reddened, and he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The incident happened suddenly; they were falsely accused of rebellion, and Prince Wei Chengrui was arrested halfway through his enthronement ceremony.

This has always been a regret in Wei Xu's heart. If Wei Chengrui's parents were still alive, they would definitely hope to see him stand on his own. Now, several years later, his wish has come true.

Wei Xu felt gratified and had no regrets.

"In that case, I can rest assured."

Shen Lingyi realized that Wei Xu's tone was off, but then she saw her suddenly faint.

She quickly helped the person up, and Wei Chengrui also ran over in a few quick steps.

The two men helped Wei Xu onto the bed, and then he took the sword and carried the doctor to the Qingyanlou for a consultation, only then did they learn why Wei Xu had fallen into a coma.

After hearing the doctor's words, both of them fell into a deathly silence. Wei Chengrui slammed his fist against the wall, blood flowing freely. His face was grim and sinister, a stark contrast to the young man he once was.

Her soft, boneless hand grasped his wrist, slightly calming his anger.

"Sister Xu is unconscious right now. It's okay for you to vent for a while, but don't show this side of yourself and make her worry."

The boy's sinister eyes met hers, and after a moment he reluctantly nodded.

He's not stupid; he just couldn't control his emotions for a moment.

After a long while, a soft moaning sound came from the bed.

"What's wrong with me? I was just sitting here talking to you a moment ago."

Shen Lingyi didn't mention anything the doctor had said, and smiled slightly, "Sister Xu is probably tired."

However, Wei Chengrui was too bad at pretending. His gloomy and taciturn expression immediately revealed his true colors to Wei Xu, who sighed and his eyes showed understanding.

"I suppose you all already know this, it's nothing new in this building."

Wei Chengrui was furious. "Then demolish this building. There's no need to stay here anymore. The Prince's mansion has been renovated. Are you worried that one person won't have enough room?"

"But I never thought of going back."

Wei Xu looked somewhat lost. Although she was fostered in the Prince's mansion, the Prince and his wife treated her like their own daughter. She had thought about going back to take revenge, but three years had changed too much.

She is no longer the young lady of the royal family she once was.

Shen Lingyi grabbed Wei Chengrui and told the mute dog to get out of there and stand at the back.

She comforted the disheartened Wei Xu, saying, "Now only you and Wei Chengrui are left in the Wei family. Those who were lucky enough to survive back then have all died one after another in the past three years."

"Wei Chengrui has had a tough three years. Everyone only knows that he led his iron cavalry to fight his way through the northern frontier, but who can understand the hardships and bitterness he has endured? Now, all he has left is you, Sister Xu."

Wei Chengrui stared intently at the girl, his heart filled with complex emotions.

He thought Shen Lingyi knew nothing about him over the years, or even cared about it, but he didn't expect her to know everything.

a long time.

Wei Xu's expression relaxed slightly, no longer as lost and confused as before, but he still couldn't make a decision easily.

She said to the two of them, "I need to make arrangements for the women in this building first."

"Then we'll give Sister Xu a grand welcome back home."

The atmosphere was very quiet as we walked back.

Snowflakes fell on Wei Chengrui's cheeks, and as his eyelashes fluttered, his dark eyelashes turned white, and his breath condensed into icy mist in front of his eyes.

He suddenly stopped and rolled a snowball.

"Do you remember that snowball fight we had before? We didn't win, and we promised to fight again next time."

"I'm afraid of the cold." Shen Lingyi didn't even turn her head. Who would want to go crazy with him in this freezing weather?

Wei Chengrui threw a snowball at her with the force of someone throwing it at an enemy, not caring whether she wanted to play or not.

The two immediately started fighting, and Shen Lingyi, who had just said she was afraid of the cold, threw the most energetically, and they ended up rolling around together.

Wei Chengrui looked down at the girl beneath him, at the face that frequently appeared in his dreams, a face he both loved and hated.

He still couldn't forget that night when, after Shen Lingyi broke off their engagement, he rushed back to save the Wei family and saw the raging fire.

After that, the Wei family disappeared without a trace. Wei Chengrui always thought it was Shen Lingyi who was responsible, but now it seems that's not the case.

"Did you go to the Wei family that day? Did you intend to help me?"

Shen Lingyi raised her eyes disdainfully, her eyes filled with contempt and sarcasm, her misty gaze cold and ruthless.

"It's been three years, and the winds of the border still haven't dried up the water in your head, young master? You still dare to think that I've shown you mercy."

"Bad woman." Wei Chengrui gritted his teeth.

He suddenly lowered his head and bit Shen Lingyi's lips hard, the sucking force carrying a sense of venting and demanding, his hand sliding down to her waist and wandering around.

The intense, fiery breathing was caught off guard and caught another person's eye.

Pei Heng stood not far away, holding an umbrella. His eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, and the invisible pressure made the palace servants who followed him kneel on the ground.

He only came out to escort Shen Lingyi into the palace after hearing from his guards that she had returned.

The result was a huge surprise for him.

The sudden sound of a slap in the alley brought Pei Heng back to his senses, who was about to leave. He coldly ordered Fu Quan, "Go see what's going on."

Just as Fuquan was about to go over, Shen Lingyi, disheveled, ran up to Pei Heng, collapsed at his feet, her nose twitching, her face covered in rolling tears.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to take me away, Your Highness, as you attempt to take liberties with me."

"Oh?"

Even though he was filled with anger, Pei Heng's voice sounded calm and composed, just like always.

Shen Lingyi clutched his robe with her small hands, her eyes brimming with tears, looking exceptionally moving. Faint hickeys were still imprinted on her snow-white neck, and she certainly looked panicked.

Pei Heng merely glanced at her, and the palace servants around him turned their heads away, not daring to look any longer.

"I heard you traveled with the Crown Prince Wei. Why did he treat you so disrespectfully?"

Looking into his dark eyes, Shen Lingyi shivered, whether from the cold or something else, and said, "Your Majesty, are you really going to ask these questions here? I... I'm so scared..."

After she finished speaking, tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Pei Heng looked at her shoulders, which were red from the cold, frowned for a long time, then picked her up by the waist and covered her with his own cloak.

"Hold on tight, I'm taking you back."

The emperor hadn't walked far when he bumped into the stunned Wei Chengrui, who was staring intently at the person in his arms, his eyes seeming to want to devour him alive.

Pei Heng paused, and the next moment his voice rang out like shattered ice.

"Your Highness, do not block my way."

Wei Chengrui stood there for a long time before reluctantly stepping aside.

Even as he turned around, he could see Shen Lingyi's hand pressed against the man's burning neck. It was so delicate, so fragile, like a delicate flower, yet it wasn't a flower he had plucked.