"You two stop fooling around. Caiwei is coming over later, so don't give yourself away in front of her."

I'm completely confused about what they're up to.

Li Ruowei put on the mask, and as soon as she stood up, Xie Yuancheng approached me.

"Go and sit down over there."

I was about to push him away when he stopped me, saying, "Ying'er, if you push me again, that will be the third time today."

I had just closed my eyes and was getting intimate with him when the door was opened.

"Looks like I've come at the wrong time." Caiwei smiled, her eyes also filled with amusement: "The Marquis is just as rumored, daring to even flirt with the prince consort."

Is this something a princess would say? She's Xie Yuancheng's public 'girlfriend'.

"The prince consort has long been mine." Xie Yuancheng said with a proud look, and I wanted to punch him.

"My poor sister, she must be heartbroken." You don't look heartbroken, you're clearly gloating.

"If it weren't for Cailu's help, I wouldn't have reconciled with the prince consort today."

"Fine, my foot! That time you got angry, it wasn't because I gave in. I kicked and punched him, but Xie Yuancheng clenched his fists and wouldn't let me get up."

"That's good, as long as the Marquis doesn't mess things up." Caiwei's scheming is definitely much deeper than Cailu's; they're actually sisters.

Caiwei looked at Li Ruowei, who was disguised as a maid, and said, "Pingping, you should serve the Marquis and the Prince Consort well these next few days. Once I leave, you will be free."

"yes."

Caiwei is leaving. Where is she going? Surely not to Linyang?

Fortunately, she only came to talk and left quickly.

As I watched her leave, I struggled to my feet, saying, "You must be hiding something from me."

I glared at Xie Yuancheng with hatred, but he just smiled, and he looked exceptionally handsome.

"Ugh!" Li Ruowei gagged beside me, and I quickly went over to support her and gently patted her back.

Xie Yuancheng took her pulse: "Sister, you are in good health. You are just a little weak. Please bear with it for the next few days. Once things are over, I will send you back to Linyang."

"Yuancheng, is your sister sick?"

I was extremely anxious. Had the Crown Prince done something again?

"Yuancheng, don't make things difficult for him."

Li Ruowei bit her lip, her face unusually sad, even more so than when I saw her at the East Palace.

"elder sister."

I patted Xie Yuancheng's hand. "It's better to let your sister rest first."

I helped her lie down on the bed, and a thought suddenly came to my mind: if I stayed to take care of her for the next few days, Xie Yuancheng would have to give in even if he disagreed. The more I thought about it, the happier I felt.

"Ying'er, let's go out and let my sister rest properly."

"No, I want to stay and take care of her."

"Don't even think about it. It's good enough if you can take care of yourself. Your sister will have someone to take care of you."

I tugged at Li Ruowei's sash, and she laughed, telling me to go with Xie Yuancheng, but I didn't want to go with him.

Even though I was unwilling, Xie Yuancheng still led me out. As soon as I got to the door, I saw Meng Anshi looking inside.

"Anshi, you've arrived."

I was just about to talk to him when Xie Yuancheng pulled me away. That's Meng Anshi, the one who doesn't follow the usual path; didn't he see that?

Just as he was about to turn around, Xie Yuancheng stopped him: "If you dare to look back at him, I'll make sure you can never leave the house again."

He actually tried to scare me! Has this guy eaten gunpowder? His temper is so bad. My mother came walking over from the other side carrying Yu'er. I quickly tugged at Xie Yuancheng's clothes, and he finally let go.

"Ying'er, Yu'er has come to see you off." What is Mother saying? Why is Yu'er seeing us off?

"Mother, what did you say?"

Yu'er was already waving his little hand and coming closer. I just picked him up and my previously conflicted heart was completely relieved. My son is so much better than Xie Yuancheng, who throws tantrums all the time.

He came closer and ran his hand across Yu'er's face. The little boy was so happy he could hardly see his eyes.

"Yu'er, my good son." I smelled his milky scent and held him tighter and tighter, unwilling to let go. It's summer now, and he's not wearing many clothes, so his scent fills the air and smells wonderful.

"Ying'er, hurry and tell Yu'er's mother-in-law, we're leaving."

"Where are we going?"

"Now that you are the prince consort, you must arrange my wedding."

I watched him speak, word by word, afraid he would get angry again. But I didn't want to let go. Yu'er's smile melted my heart; how could I bear to part with her?

"Ying'er, give it to me. You'll be very busy these next few days."

Yu'er was still taken away by his mother. I puffed out my cheeks and squeezed Yu'er's soft little hand. He drooled, which made Xie Yuancheng laugh.

"Yu'er, Dad is taking Mom to run some errands. You and Grandma need to be good."

As if she understood what he said, Yu'er opened her little mouth and smacked her lips.

"Alright, Yu'er has agreed that we can leave."

I let go of his hand and left with Xie Yuancheng. It's all my fault for being so foolish as to have his child. But Yu'er's image is deeply ingrained in my mind. It would be a real regret if I hadn't given birth to him.

"Yuancheng~ Don't be upset."

I saw him stare at me as he got on the bus, so I sat down next to him, leaned on his shoulder, and squeezed his hand.

"Ying'er, once this matter is over, you and your sister will return to Linyang."

No, I haven't taken my revenge yet, I haven't retaliated, how can I be willing to return to Linyang so soon?

"Yuancheng~"

"No objections allowed."

"Me, Yuan Cheng, how can you bear to leave me alone in this empty room? I need you right now."

If we're talking about shamelessness, I think I'd be number one in Da Zhao.

"Don't worry, Ying'er. We'll sleep together more often recently. Once we have a daughter, you'll settle down."

No wonder he always seems to be trying to get closer to me, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yuancheng, I don't want to go back. Let Anshi accompany my sister back first."

I noticed that Xie Yuancheng's fists would clench every time Meng Anshi was mentioned. I held out my hand and asked, "Yuancheng?"

"fine."

Nothing's wrong. Seeing how upset he was, I started to recklessly sacrifice myself again.

The carriage stopped in front of a very ornate house. As soon as I got out of the carriage, I saw the words "Ruiwang Mansion" written on it. Ruiwang, Xie Yuancheng's father, my deceased father-in-law?

"Let's go." Xie Yuancheng casually pulled me inside, and the guards at the door treated him with great respect. The layout and style here were completely different from those in Linyang.

To avoid attracting attention, the Marquis's mansion in Linyang was decorated with various ways to while away the time and test one's willpower. This was the real prince's residence; of course, it lacked the luxury of the palace, but it was truly elegant.

A soldier with a sword walked over and saluted Xie Yuancheng: "My lord, the bridal chamber has been prepared."

“Alright, Your Highness, follow me.” Xie Yuancheng’s calculating expression vanished, replaced by exceptional politeness.

This is Xie Yuancheng's home, the place where he grew up, but now it has become his temporary lodging.

The new house was beautifully decorated, not tacky at all, but rather luxurious, with silver candles, jade ornaments, and red gauze curtains—it had everything.