"You've slept for so long, you're finally awake." The Eighth Princess Consort smiled at her, her back to the blazing sunlight.

Heyue went up to her and took her arm: "When did you arrive, Eighth Sister-in-law?"

To avoid arousing suspicion, Heyue still called her Eighth Sister-in-law in public.

"We just arrived." The two strolled along, and the Eighth Prince's wife turned her head to look at her, smiling and shaking her head: "You really are willful, abandoning your newborn child and running away. You really can't bear to leave your thirteenth brother. What kind of irresponsible mother is you in the world?"

"Anyway, I have nothing to worry about. What's the point of staying cooped up in Beijing all the time? I haven't left the capital in ages." He placed one hand on his forehead, gazing at the lush green grass, blue sky, and white clouds in the distance, his mood soaring.

"How are you feeling after such a bumpy journey?" the Eighth Prince's wife asked with concern.

“I’ve always been in good health, this distance is no problem for me.” He plopped down on a grassy slope, shooed the maid away, and leaned his head on her shoulder. “I remember when I first came here, this body of mine was really weak. It was obvious that I had never exercised. It took me a lot of effort to get back to my original strength.”

"Then you can't be careless. Don't ride around on horseback these days. What if you fall off?" His tone was as patient and gentle as ever in his advice.

Heyue hugged her arm and chuckled, "You still treat me like a child. But it feels so good."

The person beside her was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Heyue, if one day I do something to hurt you, will you forgive me?"

He Yue turned to look at her, puzzled: "What's wrong? Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she hadn't given up yet? I instinctively tightened my grip on her arm.