"I'll take you somewhere." Xie Yizhi's lips curled up slightly, a hint of ambiguity in his eyes.

Jiang Luoluo was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Okay, I also have something to tell you."

Xie Yizhi's slender hand naturally grasped her soft hand, leading her towards the east side of the Prince Yi's residence.

Jiang Luoluo followed him until she saw the solemn and majestic ancestral hall in front of her, at which point she paused slightly.

Her heart sank, and a faint look of disappointment flashed across her eyes.

Mo Feng and Mo Yang had mentioned that today is the anniversary of Xie Zhichen's birth mother's death.

Although she never held grudges against old friends, Xie Yizhi still harbored feelings for a beloved princess. Now that he had brought her here, how could she not feel uneasy?

"Your Highness, I know today is the anniversary of Zhi Chen's birth mother's death. Did you bring me here to pay my respects?" Jiang Luoluo stopped, her eyes slightly lowered, her tone revealing a hint of undisguised grievance.

She treated Xie Zhichen as her own son and devoted herself to him, but she was not his biological mother after all, and she could not face Xie Yizhi's past with equanimity.

Seeing her slightly cold expression, Xie Yizhi couldn't help but chuckle, raised his hand and gently flicked the tip of her nose, his tone light and cheerful: "You should call me husband."

Jiang Luoluo turned her head slightly, gently withdrew her hand, and said in a calmer tone, "Your Highness, I am not in the mood for joking with you at this time. Our marriage is nothing more than a marriage of convenience."

She sighed softly, her lips slightly pursed, her words tinged with self-mockery: "Besides, you already have a white moonlight princess in your heart."

Our lives, in the end, are nothing but a tragic fate. How could we truly be together? And why should I need you to call me "husband"?

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Yizhi's expression changed slightly, his eyes turning as dark as ink.

Her words instantly ignited the evil fire in his heart. Wasn't she asking, with teary eyes, why Gu Boyuan married someone else and not her?

I just went to see that hypocrite Gu Boyuan. I wonder what his plans are, but he seemed extremely happy.

Xie Yizhi strode forward abruptly, closing in on Jiang Luoluo.

She instinctively stepped back until her back hit a pillar, leaving her nowhere to retreat.

The man looked down at her, a storm raging in his bloodshot eyes.

"A tragic fate?" Xie Yizhi slowly leaned down, one hand resting on the pillar beside her, his thin lips slightly raised.

A wicked smile flickered in his eyes, "Even a karmic entanglement is a kind of fate."

Jiang Luoluo glared at the unreasonable man in front of her, raised her foot and stomped on him hard, trying to take the opportunity to escape.

To everyone's surprise, Xie Yizhi didn't even frown. Instead, he smiled even more deeply: "Luo Luo, you provoked me first. Now you want to run away? It's too late."

As he finished speaking, his slender fingers gently lifted her chin, his cool fingertips brushing against her lips, and in the next instant, they covered her lips.

The surroundings were eerily quiet.

Not far away, Dingdang, Mofeng, and Moyang witnessed this scene and were overjoyed. They all turned around in unison.

One hand kept fumbling for the sword hilt; another stared down at the toes of his shoes; and yet another scratched his head with both hands. Everyone was pretending to be very busy!

Jiang Luoluo froze instantly, feeling the cool touch on her lips, her heart pounding like a drum.

She could clearly hear Xie Yizhi's breathing, each breath seeming to strike her heart and disturb her thoughts.

Xie Yizhi closed his eyes slightly, focusing on enjoying the beauty of this moment.

Jiang Luoluo was stunned for a moment, and then slowly closed her eyes.

With such a hot and handsome guy offering himself up, she wasn't going to be at a disadvantage!

This kiss lingered for the full time it takes for half an incense stick to burn.

Xie Yizhi slowly stepped back, his eyes slightly tinged with a hazy emotion. His slender fingers gently caressed Jiang Luoluo's slightly red lips, his voice low and husky: "Luoluo, can you see my sincerity?"

He chuckled softly, a slight smile playing on his lips, and uttered the startling words: "This was my first kiss."

boom!

These words exploded in Jiang Luoluo's mind in an instant!

She looked at Xie Yizhi with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty, and tentatively asked, "First kiss? Then Zhi Chen..."

Xie Yizhi gazed at her quietly, his smile undiminished. Suddenly, he leaned down and gently kissed her forehead, saying softly, "Come on, I'll take you to see."

Inside the ancestral hall, incense and candles burned quietly, their soft light flickering.

Xie Yizhi took a few sticks of incense, lit them, and handed them to Jiang Luoluo.

The two stood side by side, and he said in a steady voice, "Father, Mother, and Sister-in-law, I've brought Luo Luo to see you."

The royal sister-in-law?

Sister-in-law!

Jiang Luoluo suddenly looked up and looked at Xie Yizhi with suspicion.

He responded with a faint smile and said softly, "Yes, just as you thought, Zhichen is the Emperor's child."

Illuminated by the candlelight, he slowly began to speak, recounting the events of that year word for word.

The two knelt side by side, burning incense and offering sacrifices.

Fearing that Jiang Luoluo's fingers would be burned by the incense ash, Xie Yizhi took the incense from her hand and gently inserted it into the incense burner.

Jiang Luoluo glanced at him sideways, a hint of tenderness appearing in her eyes.

As she walked out of the ancestral hall, she asked softly, "So all these years, you've been both father and mother to Zhichen, raising him single-handedly?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Yizhi paused slightly, then smiled gently, his gaze falling on her with a soft and profound look: "Yes."

He lowered his eyes and sighed softly, his voice carrying a hint of the vicissitudes of life, "It's fortunate that I met you, otherwise, I would have searched all the famous doctors in the Great Qi for Zhichen's cleft lip disease, but ultimately I was helpless."

Jiang Luoluo looked at the man in front of her, and a slight sour feeling rose in her heart.

Five years is such a long time.

He alone bears all the storms and faces the gaze of the world alone, walking alone in the darkness.

Perhaps this is why he developed such an indifferent and aloof personality.

She called out softly, "My husband."

Those two simple words seemed to penetrate all the hard barriers and reach the depths of Xie Yizhi's heart.

He froze, his eyes reddening slightly. The next moment, he pulled her into his arms without hesitation, tightening his grip as if he wanted to embed her into his very bones.

He had waited far too long for this moment.

From then on, he was no longer alone.

Finally, she was by his side.

"Let's go." Xie Yizhi lowered his head and whispered in her ear, his voice so gentle it could melt water. "I'll take you to Zuiyue Tower. I have an even bigger surprise for you, Madam."

Jiang Luoluo leaned against him, gently raised her eyes, and looked at him suspiciously: "What surprise has my husband prepared for me?"

Xie Yizhi's lips curled slightly, his eyes brimming with laughter, and he kept everyone in suspense: "You'll find out when you get there."

He took her hand, their fingers intertwined, and they walked briskly toward the gate of the mansion.

The carriage slowly drove out of the mansion gate, and Xie Yizhi mounted the horse and rode ahead on his tall steed.

With the spring breeze in his arms, he was in high spirits and was determined to ride a horse. His lips, which had been raised high, could not fall back down.

Such youthful impetuosity! He couldn't wait for the whole city to know that he was in a very good mood today!

Because he finally had his wife!