Ye Zhen handed Cui Yihuan a cup of tea and told her about Xie Tingzhou's resurrection of her in her previous life.

"When we decided on the plan to blow up the body and escape, we thought that after quelling the internal strife, we could leave the capital and go to the Great Wei to find the woman in my dreams."

We would gladly offer all the good deeds of our lives to exchange for the Crown Prince being your child again. This is our wish; we don't know if it can be fulfilled, but we all hope for it.

Ye Zhen poured herself a glass of water and drank it down in one gulp. "Your father told you the truth, which shows he trusts you."

But I still want you to keep this a secret. I heard from the Crown Prince that the Heir Apparent couldn't let go of the Marquis before he died. If he knew in the afterlife that you had been brought back to life, he would surely hope that you would live a good life for the rest of your days.”

If the Marquis's family is found guilty, Cui Yihuan, as a member of the family, will also be held responsible. On the other hand, Ye Zhen has received three promises from the Emperor and Empress and will not be implicated.

Cui Yihuan held the water glass in both hands, her hands trembling as she brought it to her lips.

After a long silence, he finally said, "You know, I came to this manor for my son, but now you're telling me that my son is long gone..."

She took a difficult sip of her drink. "You're right to worry. The first thing I did when I found out was to make it public. You all kept it from me..."

She looked at Ye Zhen, "But thinking about it carefully, I myself am hiding my own background, so what right do I have to blame you?"

At that time, I was the eldest daughter of the Cui family, and we weren't even close..."

Cui Yihuan suddenly dropped the teacup in the water and buried her head in her knees. "Right now, I hate myself for not being more unreasonable and disruptive enough, for not making a scene with you all..."

Ye Zhen listened quietly. Cui Yihuan cried for a long time before finally looking up and asking, "Can I see him again?"

Perhaps he is the one who understands my son best in this world, isn't he?

Ye Zhen nodded, understanding that the man she was referring to was the Crown Prince.

That night, Cui Yihuan met Xie Tingzhou again at the Marquis's residence, and the two talked for a long time in the Marquis's study.

After Xie Tingzhou returned to the palace, Cui Yihuan began packing her belongings. Marquis Zhongyong was anxious, worried that she would leave the Marquis's residence and leave him.

But then she said, "Xie Bang, can you take me to pick up my son and take him home?"

It is said that wandering souls who die outside cannot be reincarnated unless their remains are brought back.

I want to be his mother again.

Marquis Zhongyong, citing the lack of auspicious days in the near future, sent the coffin to a temple outside the city for temporary rest.

He lost his son in middle age and was overwhelmed with grief. He wanted to return to the border on his son's behalf to visit his former comrades and bring back a handful of soil from the border to be buried with the prince.

On the day of their departure, Ye Zhen went out of the city to see them off. Watching the two figures leave, she stood at the city gate for a long time.

Until the sound of cursing pulled her back to reality.

A girl who looked about eleven or twelve years old was grabbed by a burly woman and dragged towards a carriage. The girl struggled desperately, yelling, "You old hag, let go of your grandfather..."