He's late.

Fu Huaiying frowned, "Brother? What did you say?"

Wen Chuyan did not answer, but just looked at her silently, letting his tears flow.

Fu Huaiying wanted to ask more, but now was obviously not the time to say that. Lin Yan'an winked at her, and she understood and nodded slightly.

Suddenly, Lin Yan'an rushed forward and pressed Wen Chuyan down on the stone chair. Before he could struggle, a needle pierced his skin and Wen Chuyan remained in this position motionless.

Fu Huaiying raised her hand, signaling Lin Yan'an to help the person into the house, and she followed in with the medicine bag.

"Brother, I will detoxify you."

Lin Yan'an reached out and took off his upper body clothes. Looking at his exposed muscles, he said sourly, "I'm not bad either, Huaiying, do you want to take a look?"

Wen Chuyan just couldn't move or speak, and seeing him acting like this made her feel even more disgusted.

"Stop talking nonsense and get a basin of water."

Fu Huaiying washed her hands in the water he handed her, and also washed the needle in the medicine bag. After drying her hands, she walked in front of Wen Chuyan, held his face with both hands, opened his eyes, and observed him carefully.

Falling into her gentle eyes, Wen Chuyan's eyes trembled unconsciously.

"Sure enough, it's poisoned."

Lin Yanan came over and asked, "What kind of poison? Will it kill me?"

Wen Chuyan raised his head and glared at him angrily.

"This poison is called Chao Nu. Those who are poisoned will become irritable and easily angered. In mild cases, they may hurt others, and in severe cases, they may kill themselves. The higher the martial arts skills, the more severe the impact. Brother, you are still clear-headed, which is very good."

She spoke but her hands did not stop moving. Soon, Wen Chuyan's body was full of needles.

Fu Huaiying put away the medicine bag, held his forehead, and slowly sat down.

Lin Yanan handed her a glass of water and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

Fu Huaiying nodded without saying anything. She had just woken up. Detoxification was extremely exhausting and she had no strength left at the moment.

Lin Yanan sighed, "I'll watch him, you get some sleep."

Fu Huaiying nodded and pointed to a cabinet not far away. "There's a moon-white cloak in there. Help me get it."

Lin Yanan obediently opened the closet door, and all she saw were traces of her and Wen Chuyan's past life. The girls' clothes, although a little small, were all brand new, and the men's clothes were of different sizes, showing signs of frequent use.

They once shared a closet. To say he wasn't jealous would be a lie. He had never seen her as a girl. Was she delicate and charming? Or was she as fierce and cold as she was now?

"What are you standing there for?"

Lin Yan'an came back to his senses, closed the cabinet door, walked over, covered her with the cloak, and touched her face with some heartache. The flesh that had just grown had disappeared again.

Fu Huaiying closed her eyes and thought of what Wen Chuyan had just said. He said, if he hadn't died, would everything be different?

Why did he say that? Fu Huaiying remembered that in a dream, no, it should be in her previous life, her brother died in battle, and King Huan said that he wanted to marry her, but he only promised her the position of a concubine, so she married Yan An.

She had no better choice at that time. If her brother were alive, she would not marry a stranger whom she had only met once.

She closed her eyes and felt Lin Yan'an gently squeezing her hand again and again.

In this life, brother is not dead, he is living well. If it were her in the past, she would definitely marry him, but now, she finds that Lin Yanan has occupied a large place in her heart and there is no room for anyone else.

As the legitimate son of a marquis with military power, he could only be a playboy in order to ensure the stability of the marquisate, in exchange for the emperor's peace of mind. For her, he went to the battlefield alone, without the help of the old marquis's connections and troops, and made a smooth road by himself, but he was also willing to give up the bright future he had fought for for many years of bloody battles for her.

It seemed that for him, nothing was worth it, nothing was necessary except her. She had never been loved so much before, but it seemed that as they spent time together day after day, she had also learned to love.

"Yan An..."

Her voice was barely audible, but Lin Yan'an still leaned over immediately. "What's wrong? Do you have a headache? Or are you feeling unwell somewhere? You just applied medicine to your wound and it came out..."

He babbled for a long time but got no response, so he leaned in front of her again and asked, "Are you asleep?"

Fu Huaiying opened her eyes, raised her hand to touch his face, and smiled, "Why are you so cute?"

Lin Yan'an lowered his eyes to look at her pale lips, leaned over and kissed her, "Do you love me then?"

Fu Huaiying nodded.

Lin Yan'an suddenly held her in his arms, sniffing her pleasant scent, and said in a dull voice, "You should have said that earlier."

Fu Huaiying pushed him away with amusement, "It's time, I'll go remove the needle for you, brother."

She stood up and walked around the screen. Wen Chuyan's eyes had regained clarity, his complexion looked much more normal, and there was still blood at the corner of his lips.

Fu Huaiying took a handkerchief and wanted to wipe him. Lin Yan'an saw her holding a handkerchief and immediately moved forward to take it from her hand. "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Let me help you."

Wen Chuyan glared at him speechlessly.

Fu Huaiying didn't say anything and let him go.

After all the needles on his body were removed, Wen Chuyan no longer looked at Lin Yan'an with such hatred, but still a little annoyed.

"How does it feel?"

Wen Chuyan rubbed his neck and said, "It's okay. I was angry and wanted to kill someone just now, but now I feel better."

Fu Huaiying nodded. "Then it's okay. But you still need to take the medicine. I'll write you a prescription and you can ask someone to get it."

Wen Chuyan took the prescription she handed over, lowered his eyes to look into her eyes, as if he had endless things to say, but because Lin Yanan was beside him, he didn't know how to say it.

"Brother, did you kill those assassins earlier?"

Wen Chuyan nodded and said, "I heard that you were assassinated. When I rushed over, I didn't see you, so I killed you."

Fu Huaiying sat down with the help of the table, "Did you meet anyone else?"

Wen Chuyan had no intention of hiding it from her. "I went to see Su Ning. He's considered the military advisor to the Huan King. My uncle had previously rejected the olive branch offered by the Huan King, and after the Crown Prince's death, he was devastated. The Huan King didn't mind that he had been a member of the Crown Prince's faction. Later, when we were discussing things, Su Ning came with the Huan King, and I ran into him twice."

Fu Huaiying took a sip of water and asked, "Why did he want to kill me?"

She asked bluntly, because she knew clearly that the assassin was sent by the King of the Universe.

Wen Chuyan paused, looking up at her, "He said, it wasn't him. He meant to just kill the Fourth Prince and eradicate the problem completely. But King Huan refused. He wanted both you and the Fourth Prince dead. We couldn't reach a consensus, so he came to me a few days ago."

"He came to you?"

"Yes, he came to me and said he wanted to save you and asked me to send someone to protect you. That's why I was able to rush over so quickly when you got in trouble. But it was still too late. I thought you... so I went to find Su Ning, and he said that Huan Wang didn't tell him before he took action."

After listening to him, Lin Yan'an suddenly said, "What did you mean when you said outside that if you hadn't died, everything would be different?"

Wen Chuyan glanced at him and didn't want to answer him. He didn't like Lin Yan'an since the first time he met him. He hated him inexplicably.

Fu Huaiying was silent for a moment, "Brother, did you also have a dream..."

Lin Yan'an glanced at them twice, then gently opened the door and walked out. He thought he wanted to give them some space to talk it out.

Wen Chuyan keenly sensed the meaning behind her words and smiled bitterly, "I had a dream, and I feel like I'm still in a dream. I don't know why, I was clearly dead, but I came back to life. I woke up when I was young, but found that it was not quite the same as my previous memory..."

Fu Huaiying looked at him, "What's the difference?"

Wen Chuyan's throat rolled, suppressing the urge to cry, "It's you, Huaiying, you know, I will never favor Huairou, and I will never make you sad, including that letter of recommendation, it was not given to Huairou by me, you know, it was not me..."

Fu Huaiying nodded, "I know."

In her previous life, she ranked high, but she did not have a letter of recommendation. When the letter came into Wen Chuyan's hands, its whereabouts were unknown. It was not until she saw Fu Huairou become a female official that she realized that she had taken it away, but it was too late.

But in this life, it was given to her by Wen Chuyan himself.

Wen Chuyan lowered his eyes. After a moment, he looked at her with red eyes, then turned his head to look at the closed door and whispered, "Huaiying, I came back too late, right?"

Fu Huaiying didn't say anything. She was silent and her smile was gone.

"Huaiying..." Wen Chuyan raised his hand, wanting to touch her face, but put it down again, "I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry for you. I died early in my last life, causing you so much hardship. If I could have survived, would you have lived a happier life? But he didn't treat you well in this life. It's brother's fault."

Fu Huaiying lowered her head, tears falling silently to the ground.

When she raised her head, she had already controlled herself, but when she looked into Wen Chuyan's gentle eyes again, Fu Huaiying still couldn't help crying.

She really hated him before, hated him for cruelly abandoning her, hated him for dying early, hated him for being so good to her, making her look forward to marrying him, but then he just left on the battlefield.

"Lin Yan'an treats you very well, right? Huaiying, the way you look at him, he's looked at me before."

As Wen Chuyan spoke, his heart felt as if it was being cut by a dagger, and blood was dripping.

"After you died in my previous life," she wiped the tears from her face, "I married him. He went to the battlefield, became a general, and supported the Marquis' Mansion by himself. It's my fault. I implicated him."

Wen Chuyan was silent for a while. "I think he is willing. If it were me, no matter what happened, as long as you are still by my side, it doesn't matter even if I don't have this official uniform."

He admitted that Lin Yan'an loved Huaiying no less than he did, otherwise Huaiying would never have fallen in love with him.

Wen Chuyan wiped away her tears and raised his hand, but only to tidy her hair. Looking at her tearful eyes, besides heartache, he felt more fortunate that there was someone who loved her as much as he did, so that she would not have to be alone for the rest of her life and would not have to live such a hard life.

"Huaiying, I'm fine now. Yao will send someone to catch me. You can go back and rest. If you have any questions, you can tell me. Brother will solve all your problems for you."

Fu Huaiying nodded, opened the door and walked out without looking back.

Wen Chuyan stood in the house, looking at her back, gently covering his chest, squatting down, and crying silently.

How could it not be painful to give up someone you have loved for many years? But she deserves a wholehearted love from someone who is better than him, at least not someone who hangs his life on the battlefield, uncertain about life or death.