Meanwhile, outside the capital city.

The rain had just stopped, and the small inn was brightly lit; as far as the eye could see, it was filled with soldiers and horses.

The best room on the second floor was heavily guarded at the entrance, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that a distinguished person lived inside.

downstairs,

A large group of officers and soldiers were eating and talking, while the innkeeper personally led several waiters to carefully serve dishes and tea with a smile.

Upstairs, inside the house

The young man in the wheelchair wore a brocade robe with python patterns, a symbol of the Qingyan Prince, and his dark hair was tied up with a jade crown.

Her face was so beautiful that it was enough to make countless women fall in love at first sight.

But,

The man also had a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes; even the most ordinary glance seemed to express his love.

This is Shang Rui, the third prince of Qingyan.

And now,

Looking out at the pitch-black night, Shang Rui's androgynous handsome face couldn't contain his excitement.

He's back! He's really back!

Heaven has spared him!

So what if he was obsessed with beautiful women, neglected state affairs, bore a bad reputation, and suffered the destruction of his country and family? Heaven still gave him a chance to start over!

Hahahaha!

This is the destiny bestowed upon us! This is the destiny bestowed upon us!!

He, Shang Rui, is undoubtedly the true Son of Heaven of Qingyan!

“Are, Are.”

The woman's two worried exclamations brought Shang Rui back to reality. Shang Rui looked over...

What came into view was a beautiful woman with slightly furrowed brows, her face showing tender concern and charm.

Shang Rui: "Chu Yue, my Yue'er."

Upon seeing his beloved, who had died protecting him from an arrow, again after many years, Shang Rui was overwhelmed with emotion.

He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly, then sealed her pink lips with his own as Chu Yue blushed in confusion.

He kissed her fiercely and forcefully.

The hand that was around Chu Yue's waist moved upwards. The familiar touch, long buried in his memory, made Shang Rui sigh, filled with endless longing.

The wind after the rain was cool.

A gust of wind blew in through the wide-open window, startling Chu Yue, who was already nearly undressed.

The lingering kiss finally ended. Chu Yue's already flushed face was now completely red.

With her hands pressed against Shang Rui's chest, she didn't even dare to look at him, and said shyly:

"Arui, what's wrong? What happened suddenly...?"

Chu Yue was previously a martial arts assassin, the kind who was organized and disciplined.

The first mission Chu Yue received was to kill Shang Rui, but due to a series of unforeseen circumstances, she not only failed to kill Shang Rui,

She also fell in love with the man who was originally her mission target, and in the end, Chu Yue chose to betray the organization and stay by Shang Rui's side.

Shang Rui pulled Chu Yue back into his arms. If it weren't for his injured left leg making movement difficult...

I long to hold my lost and found beauty right now and relive those passionate moments, but the past is like a dream.

Shang Rui buried his face in Chu Yue's chest and promised, "Yue'er, my dear Yue'er. I will never let you leave me again, never!"

Chu Yue assumed that Shang Rui had miraculously survived, recalling the time she left without saying goodbye.

A pang of sadness welled up inside her, and filled with remorse. She gently hugged her beloved back, her voice choked with emotion as she apologized.

"I'm sorry, Arui, I'm so sorry. I will never leave without saying goodbye again, and I will never leave you again. I'm sorry."

Shang Rui didn't explain, but instead sealed the beauty's pink lips with his: "Silly girl, why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry."

The indoor temperature rose again, making it unsuitable for children.

In his drunken stupor, Shang Rui's mind was filled with thoughts of the second life Heaven had given him.

Regardless of what changes have occurred during this period, or what changes may occur in the future,

He will reclaim what belongs to him a second time, whether it's the throne that's rightfully his or the beauty that's rightfully his; he won't let any of them go!

Also, avenge the eagle!

The eagle shouldn't have died, it shouldn't have died!

Thinking of the eagle, the fire that Shang Rui had suppressed in his heart surged up again, and he unconsciously increased his strength, while Chu Yue in Shang Rui's arms cried out louder at the same time.