Now, it seems that every moment he is separated from her makes him miss her more. This feeling is indescribable, bloated, empty, yet inexplicably full and gentle, like being wrapped in a wisp of cloud, rising and falling.

This made it difficult for him, who was usually so composed, to remain calm.

"She's gazing at the moon with a lovesick expression."

Outside the courtyard, Yuwen An suddenly appeared, his tone not very friendly.

Yuwen Yao glanced at him, then lowered his eyes indifferently, "Has your injury flared up again?"

"Yes, that's why I'm in a wheelchair again. Otherwise, do you think I would just stand by and watch you and Xie Lingqin be together? Tonight is such a good opportunity, with the Emperor making a move, I'll put in a little more effort..."

"Yuwen An."

Yuwen Yao suddenly let out a soft murmur, as if calling out, or perhaps sighing.

His eyes were like deep pools, his phoenix eyes shimmering with a radiant light, and his gaze was fixed on Yuwen An, like distant green mountains.

The two had identical facial features and equally slender figures. Under the moonlight, they gazed at each other from the sky, as if they had seen the mountains and valleys before them.

"I love her."

Originally, he wanted to explain everything, but in the end, Yuwen Yao just sighed and looked into the distance, exuding an aura of certainty.

Yuwen An tightened his grip on the wheelchair beneath him, his face darkening, his tone slightly sharp, "I know you love her and have done many things for her that even she herself is unaware of. However, Yuwen Yao, I disagree, I do not approve, and I especially do not approve of you openly challenging the Emperor just to protect her without having complete control over the overall situation. You know what the consequences will be for your open and decisive refusal to see the Emperor at the palace gate tonight."

"I'm willing to become a demon or a human for her."

Yuwen Yao gently flicked his sleeve, "It's getting late, you should go to sleep."

After saying that, Yuwen Yao turned around, then paused for a moment, "The antidote..."

However, Yuwen An had vanished without a trace.

"Your Highness, I saw that the young master didn't return to his courtyard; he seemed to have left the Crown Prince's residence. Would you like to go and check on him? I'm worried that he might cause trouble for Miss Lingqin..."

Yuwen Yao glanced at Tingfeng, nodded slightly, and walked out. After taking a step, he turned back to look at Tingfeng, his eyes deep, "You've been a bit too talkative today."

Upon hearing this, his face twitched slightly. "Yes, is that so?"

"have."

Yuwen Yao had already left the Crown Prince's residence.

Hearing this, scratching the back of his head, he realized he had only said "ah," so why was he talking so much?

At that very moment, a figure seized the opportunity to slip into the main house where the crown prince resided.

Then, she opened the door, looked at Tingfeng, smiled, as if all the trees in the world were in bloom, and the spring breeze and the bright moon warmed people's hearts.

...

The long street was deserted. Yuwen Yao looked at the empty street, and suddenly, a palm strike came from his side, hitting him directly between the eyebrows.

Yuwen Yao's eyes turned cold. He dodged to the side and raised his hand to strike the newcomer's chest.

"It's me."

"I know it's you, Yuwen An. Can you just shut up?"

Yuwen Yao glared at Yuwen An, then suddenly ordered someone in the shadows, "Take him back to the other courtyard."

"yes."

"Yuwen Yao, stop right there."

"I know you want to make a move against me, and then, a few days later, take my place at the imperial marriage ceremony, making everything go according to the Emperor's wishes. But that's impossible. If I couldn't even protect Qin'er, I wouldn't have done all this."

Yuwen An laughed sarcastically, "Yuwen Yao, do you like living in constant fear? You're quite the hypocrite."

Yuwen Yao's expression darkened.

"You subtly kept her by your side, creating the illusion of absolute certainty for her, immersing her in the happiness you've built, without telling her that the biggest obstacle between you and her wasn't just..."

"Yuwen An!"

Yuwen Yao raised his voice and interrupted coldly. In an instant, his whole body exuded a terrifying aura that seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Yuwen An unconsciously frowned and stepped back, his expression grim. "You know I won't side with the Emperor, but what does marrying Xie Lingqin mean? What if one day she finds out..."

"I'm going back to the Crown Prince's residence."

Yuwen Yao interrupted Yuwen An again in a cold voice, and ordered the person listening to the rain in the shadows, "Take him back to the other courtyard."

"you……"

"When I struck you just now, I tampered with something. You'll have some difficulty moving around for the next few days."

Ignoring Yuwen An behind him, Yuwen Yao left without stopping.

His expression was cold and indifferent, yet tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Yuwen An was frustrated and annoyed, but he could only stare at the sky in vain.

As the moonlight faded, the sounds of laughter and drinking on the distant street all drifted away.

Yuwen Yao entered the Crown Prince's residence and silently landed in the center of the main courtyard. However, as his robe fluttered slightly, he paused for a moment, and then his phoenix eyes narrowed.

Because, throughout the entire courtyard, whether in the dark or in the light, there was not a sound or movement except for the wind; it was so quiet that it was devoid of any human presence.

The main house door was tightly closed, and the intricate openwork patterns were extremely clear under the moonlight. Inside, bright light shone through, casting a vivid red beam that inexplicably stirred a sense of excitement.

Yuwen Yao's heart nearly skipped a beat, then, calm yet clearly excited, he stepped forward and pushed open the door.

Unlike the deep chill outside, a bright, warm breeze wafted into my nostrils.

The house is still the same house; nothing inside or out has changed.

However, the beaded curtain separating the inner and outer rooms swayed slightly, casting a shimmering, fragmented light, while inside the inner room, a pair of dragon and phoenix red candles burned brightly.

Bright red "double happiness" characters were laid on the soft couch, on the smooth floor, and pasted on the tightly closed windows.

Everything in sight, everything that the eye could see, crashed into that large bed.

His preferred plain-colored bedding was now all bright and shimmering red.

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