Yun Xiangye smiled softly at Fu Anran.

Fu Qianran and Yun Xiangye chatted for a long time before leaving together.

When Yun Xiangye and Fu Qianran were about to leave, they saw a sedan chair entering the Wei family. Yun Xiangye saw the beautiful woman coming out of the sedan chair and felt that she looked familiar. Wasn't she the Taoist Qingyue whom she had met in Qilin Temple?

When Fu Qianran saw Yun Xiangye stop, she pulled her and hid behind a tree.

Yun Xiangye noticed Fu Qianran trying to eavesdrop and said, "Isn't this a good idea?"

Yun Xiangye never thought that Fu Qianran, who had been raised as a princess since childhood, would hide behind a tree and peek.

Fu Qianran lowered her voice and said, "Prince's Consort, this concerns my sister Anran..."

Yun Xiangye smiled and accompanied Fu Qianran to eavesdrop behind the tree.

Twenty years later, Wei Zhan saw Qingyue in front of him again, and she seemed to be the same woman in his memory.

It was difficult for Wei Zhan to express his feelings for her. At first, he did not agree to borrow the Taoist nun to bear a child. Yan knew that he was unwilling, so she gave him medicinal wine. When he regained consciousness, they had sex in the clear moon.

At that time, Wei Zhan didn't understand why Qingyue, a little girl, would do such a thing. He wanted to give her some silver to send her away, but Yan begged him desperately. Seeing that what had happened had already happened, Wei Zhan gave up.

After Qingyue became pregnant, she first stayed at the Wei family. Later, when Yan Shi became pregnant, Wei Zhan gave her a generous sum of money and told her to have an abortion while the pregnancy was still young, so that she could leave and find another good husband to marry...

Wei Zhan coughed and said, "I thought you had an abortion as soon as Yan Shi found out about the pregnancy. I never thought the Yan family would let you wait until seven months to have an abortion. If I had known earlier, I would never have allowed Yan Shi to do such a ridiculous thing. Qingxuan has some misunderstandings about me."

Qingyue said, "Duke, I'm sorry. I didn't tell Qing Xuanming. He's a smart kid, and he pieced his identity together on his own. I didn't tell him directly. I'll explain it to him thoroughly before returning to the Taoist temple."

Wei Zhan clenched his hands and said, "Please stay. Give me a chance to make amends with my mother and son. Yan asked you to be her surrogate mother, but she poisoned you and your son. I have already written a letter of divorce to Yan... I want you to be my legal wife, and Qingxuan to be my legitimate son."

Qingyue raised her eyes to look at Wei Zhan, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "Duke, I am not worthy of being your legitimate wife..."

Wei Zhan said, "Just think of it as Qingxuan's sake. He needs a legitimate identity. And I owe you something after all. I should have made proper arrangements for your future."

Qingyue lowered her head and did not refuse again.