Song Xizhi, held by He Jingyan's hand, staggered out again.

He Jingyan only stopped slowly when he led Song Xizhi to a secluded corner, and then looked down at Song Xizhi's face.

The sun was shining brightly today, warming their faces and bodies.

The scene at this moment made He Jingyan's voice involuntarily carry a hint of amusement: "You did this on purpose?"

He recalled the conversation between the two women in the bedroom that night, and only then did he realize what had happened.

His voice became even more certain, and Song Xizhi even detected a strange sweetness in it: "Actually, this was all your scheme?"

Song Xizhi recalled his furious appearance that night, raised his eyebrows at him, and looked at him with a hint of provocation in his eyes:

"What's wrong? Does the eldest young master feel ashamed?"

"Actually, she doesn't love you at all. She only loves the Marquis of Anding wholeheartedly. I see that my mother-in-law is so proactive and magnanimous in taking a concubine, so I will grant her wish."

As Song Xizhi spoke, he gritted his teeth and punched the man in the chest again, causing the man to let out a muffled groan: "I tried to explain to you, but you just wouldn't listen and even went crazy at me. You're just trying to make yourself look good."

The man staggered back a few steps, following Song Xizhi's force, and then laughed while clutching his chest.

"Actually, it's just that you can't bear to part with it."

This was the first time Song Xizhi had ever seen him say such shameless things. She pushed He Jingyan away abruptly and started to walk forward: "I would never do such a pretentious thing. I just want Huang Shi to have something to do and stop bothering me."

"The divorce papers have already been signed, what's there to be reluctant about?"

Upon hearing this, the man took a long stride and easily caught up with Song Xizhi, grabbing her slender wrist and pulling her closer to him.

"The one who divorced you was He Jingyan."

Song Xizhi suddenly looked up at him.

Then the man continued, "I admitted it that day, Zhizhi, I am not He Jingyan, I am Pei Yunyi."

In his clear, black and white eyes, Song Xizhi saw his own reflection clearly.

The man's voice continued: "From then on, every word I said was spoken by Pei Yunyi, including what he said in front of everyone just now."

Song Xizhi sneered: "Who cares what you said?"

Upon hearing this, the man suddenly smiled, and he slowly moved closer to Song Xizhi's face, even his voice becoming much softer:

"No matter who I am, whether I am a commoner or a nobleman, whether I was born from humble beginnings or into wealth, I have only had one wife in my life: Song Xizhi."

"I thought I had no parents, I thought I would never experience human warmth again. But you saved me from my predicament, and I have come to regard you as my whole life."

Song Xizhi's mind went blank for a moment, but then she saw the man's mouth open and close, his voice softly whispering in her ear:

"If I break this oath, may I die without a complete corpse."

Song Xizhi's heart pounded wildly at that moment. She quickly reached out and covered the man's incessantly chattering mouth.

But the man reached out and grasped her wrist again, his fingertips caressing her skin before removing her hand from his mouth.

"Zhizhi, I know what you're thinking."

"Everything I did before was because I didn't know whether you liked me or He Jingyan."

His large hand guided Song Xizhi's hand, placing it against his chest, allowing Song Xizhi to feel his heart pounding wildly.

"When I learned that there was another woman who was also saved by He Jingyan, who also vowed to marry no one but him and eagerly awaited his return, I became jealous, I was insanely jealous."

The man's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes deepened: "But I just realized, they never intended to put anyone next to me."

"You like me."

Song Xizhi felt the warmth of his hand, felt his heart pounding wildly beneath her touch, and glared at the man:

"I didn't! I hate you!"

"You're like a saw-off gourd, you won't say a word. Even if I find out, you won't admit it. Even if I want to explain, you make me talk!"

The man nodded seriously: "I have indeed made a lot of mistakes."

"Back then, I didn't acknowledge my identity on Heyan Mountain because of you. Because you were He Jingyan's wife."

“Jingyan has passed away. Before he sacrificed himself, I promised him that I would take good care of his parents.”

“I have never experienced family affection. At that time, I really intended to take Ayan’s place and be He Jingyan for the rest of my life, to take care of his parents, to take care of you, and to share your joys and sorrows. Just pretend that the person who fell off the cliff that day was not him, but me, Pei Yunyi.”

Song Xizhi's heart trembled for a moment.

She hadn't expected to receive such a response from him.

Song Xizhi had considered countless possibilities, but he never knew that in that instant, he would be willing to give up his original supreme status for his own sake.

Willing to be a substitute, willing to be He Jingyan's shadow.

Song Xizhi didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment; he only felt a lump in his throat and his eyes welled up with tears.

The man wiped away the tears from her eyes with his fingertips: "I just hope you don't know anything, and don't suffer any inner struggle or hesitation."

"But now the situation has changed. The capital is in turmoil, and neither you nor I, nor even... Father Emperor, are able to cope. I know that perhaps my mother was not killed by my father. In order to find out the truth about our mother's death, I have to return to my own identity."

Song Xizhi lowered his eyes, revealing a complex and bittersweet emotion.

"The second mistake I made was agreeing to your divorce. But that was all I could do..."

“I know what your hesitation and struggle are, but Huang Suyi has just entered the Marquis’s mansion. After she gives birth to a few children and makes the Marquis’s mansion lively again, it’s not too late for us to deal with our own affairs.”

Upon hearing the true news of He Jingyan's death, Song Xizhi's wildly beating heart suddenly cooled down.

At this moment, all our hopes can be placed on Huang Suyi.

In her previous life, she entered the manor late and did not conceive. She could only hope that in this life, she would enter the manor earlier and change everything from her previous life.

As for Song Ruoan... even if she hated Song Ruoan to the extreme, she would not harm the children in her household or He Yunce's life.

Even if it's for the sake of Marquis Anding.

Song Xizhi nodded, listening to his explanation word by word, her heart was also stirred: "I am very happy that you understand what I am thinking."

The man smiled slightly at her; the two were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

Then the man called her name in a hoarse voice: "Zhizhi..."

As the man's face drew closer, he suddenly reached out and covered Song Xizhi's eyes.

Suddenly, all the light disappeared from Song Xizhi's eyes, and all her senses became exceptionally clear. She could only hear the man's deep, hoarse voice:

"Remember, the person kissing you now is Pei Wenyi."