At that moment, everything completely erupted. This marked the beginning of Nan Zhiyun's tragic fate.

If it weren't for his memories of his previous life, Yu Jingchen felt he still wouldn't trust the Nan family, and he wouldn't have seen the difference in Nan Zhiyun.

"Nan Zhiyun," Yu Jingchen suddenly called her name.

"Hmm?" Nan Zhiyun asked in surprise.

"Do you regret ever entering the palace?" Yu Jingchen asked her.

Nan Zhiyun was taken aback. She didn't know why Yu Jingchen would suddenly ask her this question, but after thinking for a moment, she still answered, "This concubine almost regretted it."

"Why was it just a little bit short?" Yu Jingchen asked her. He knew that Nan Zhiyun had said she regretted it in her previous life.

"If Your Majesty were still the same as before, I think I might regret it. But just when I was about to regret it, Your Majesty suddenly became different." Nan Zhiyun was speaking the truth.

Upon hearing this, Yu Jingchen felt a pang in his heart. He didn't know what he was thinking or feeling; he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Alright, it's time to sleep." Yu Jingchen didn't intend to continue the topic.

"Are you still as scared as you were just now?" Yu Jingchen asked.

"I'm not afraid anymore..." Nan Zhiyun suddenly felt a sense of relief.

"Okay, then go to sleep." Yu Jingchen didn't seem to want to continue the conversation.

Nan Zhiyun didn't say anything more, and obediently fell asleep in Yu Jingchen's arms. After confirming that Nan Zhiyun was really asleep, Yu Jingchen gently put her down and covered her with a blanket.

That evening, Yu Jingchen sat beside Nan Zhiyun for a long time before quietly leaving. Suddenly, Yu Jingchen realized that something seemed to be beyond his control.

Back in his palace, Yu Jingchen had a dream. In the dream, he saw himself in his previous life standing on a high building, letting the wind blow and a chill suddenly descend upon him. Then he saw a palace concubine dressed in red in the snow. When she turned her head, Yu Jingchen saw her face; it was Nan Zhiyun.

The next morning

When Nan Zhiyun woke up, she saw Qianxia come in.

"Jieyu is finally awake. It's snowing outside today." Qianxia said with a smile.

"It's snowing?" Nan Zhiyun was a little surprised. Actually, she liked snowy days, but she was also afraid of the cold.

"Yes, does Jieyu want to go out and take a look?" Qianxia asked, then noticed the candle on the table that hadn't burned out.

"Huh? Didn't Consort light any lamps last night?" Qianxia asked in surprise. As her personal maid, she naturally knew how afraid Nan Zhiyun was of the dark.

"It probably went out accidentally later." Nan Zhiyun didn't mention what happened last night.

"Did Jieyu have another nightmare last night?" Qianxia suddenly asked with some concern.

"No, I slept very well last night." Nan Zhiyun said as she let Qianxia help her up.

"Then... then will Jieyu not be afraid of the dark anymore?" Qianxia's joy was palpable.

However, to her surprise, these words stumped Nan Zhiyun.

Aren't you scared anymore? It seems not.

Is it because I'm still afraid? It seems... not anymore.

So... it might have something to do with who's around you.

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