The autumn wind rustles through the trees, and the fallen leaves carpet the ground like a green rug.

One autumn rain brings a chill, so I can't help but put on a few more layers of clothing.

There is a bamboo house in the woods, a place to escape the summer heat and keep warm in the winter.

The fire in the stove inside the house was burning brightly, and Xiangye kept adding firewood.

I sat by the fireplace, dressed in a light green dress, the fire warming my body immensely.

Seeing me staring blankly at the rain outside, Yu Shaoqing asked, "You really like rainy days?"

I shook my head: "Rain always gives people a melancholic feeling; I prefer sunny days and sunshine."

"You seem less lively and less smiling than when I first met you!"

I smiled faintly: "People change, don't they?"

"Thank you!" I said gratefully to him.

"What are you thanking me for?"

"I never expected that the Soul-Returning Pill you gave me would come in handy!"

Looking back, I felt that everything was predestined.

On the eve of Yu Shaoqing's departure from the Prince of Anyang's residence, I saw him off.

He frowned and said, "Don't use the name Qiu Kui anymore. You are now just Murong Kui!"

I was completely confused by what he said, and asked, "Why?"

"Do you believe there are two people in this world who look exactly alike?" Looking at his serious expression, I felt a little awkward, afraid he would notice something.

Seeing that I wouldn't say more, he didn't ask any further questions, but only said something vague: "Everything has its cause and effect, and I hope you can bear it when the time comes!"

He then handed me a small jade bottle: "There is a Soul-Returning Pill inside. If you ever encounter danger or want to leave, taking this pill may help you!"

"Thank you!"

After that person fell into the pool, I took the Resurrection Pill, and my entire mind immediately went blank.

Xiangye patted her chest as if she had survived a disaster and said, "I never thought Lingxin was so vicious, actually doing such a cruel thing to Miss!"

"Thanks to Young Master Yu for stealing you from the Eighth Prince's carriage, otherwise you would have been buried alive by the Eighth Prince!"

I stood up and bowed to Yu Shaoqing and Xiangye.

Thank you!

Xiangye was flattered and hurriedly said, "Miss, you are too kind to me!"

Yu Shaoqing smiled and said, "It's good that you're alright!"

Then I asked, "Did you already know that I wasn't the real Murong Kui?"

He didn't hide anything and nodded without hesitation.

"The poison you have been afflicted with is called 'Fragrance-Containing Poison.' During my travels, I had the privilege of witnessing Princess Cangling use this poison!"

His meaning was very clear; even a fool could understand it.

I forced a pale smile: "Finally, this imposter can leave!"

Xiangye was a little worried and asked, "Miss, will we go back to the Prince's Mansion in the future?"

I shook my head: "I'm not going!"

The rain outside intensified, and the raindrops splashed up large sprays on the bluestone slabs.

Ye Lisheng held the small jade bottle in her hand, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Ling Ran couldn't help but interrupt, "Your Highness!"

"Where is the Eighth Prince?"

"I didn't know!"

Several basins of dirty clothes, piled high like small mountains, were stacked in the laundry room. Yanran's fingers were slightly white from being soaked in water.

I've been washing clothes since this morning, without stopping.

Two pretty maids approached from afar. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Xia Yang. The other maid behind her tossed a handful of clothes in front of Yanran.

Xia Yang's lips curled into a sly smile: "Thank you for your hard work today, Sister Yanran!"

Yanran curled her lips into a cold smile and didn't even look up at them.

This action angered Xia Yang, who said with displeasure, "Why do you look unhappy? Is it because I asked you to do the laundry?"

"Xia Yang's imagination is just too rich!"

A blue figure flashed by, spilling a basin of soapberry water all over the ground.

Upon recognizing the person, they all bowed and said, "This servant greets Your Highness!"

Ye Xuanling used his own clothes to dry Yanran's hands, his heart aching at the sight of her pale hands.

Xia Yang stared intently at his movements, a flash of jealousy crossing her face.

Ye Xuance shouted at her, his eyes blazing with anger, "Who told you to bring clothes for her to wash?"

Yanran tugged at his sleeve: "I was supposed to be on duty in the laundry room today!"

Ye Xuanling glared at him, signaling her to be quiet. This was the first time Yanran had seen him act this way.

Xia Yang's tears, welling up with tears, evoked pity in people's hearts: "Is Your Highness blaming me? Xia Yang is just a servant in the Prince's mansion, and I would never dare to order Sister Yanran to do any work!"

He immediately understood and asked, "Is it Mother's decree?"

She knelt down with a thud: "Please forgive me, Your Highness, I did not mean that!"

"Hmph!" Ye Xuanling snorted coldly, then pulled Yanran's hand and moved past her.

Xia Yang watched their retreating figures, a hint of hatred lingering on her lips.

Back in his room, Ye Xuanling hurriedly summoned the imperial physician.

He kept rubbing her hands, and seeing him like this, Yanran felt a warm current flow through her heart.

"Does Your Highness intend to rub my hands off?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that Yanran's hands were quite red from rubbing them.

"I'm sorry, does it hurt a lot?"

She shook her head with a smile in her eyes: "This servant thinks it's very sweet!"

These words made Ye Xuanling laugh out loud. In his eyes, Yanran had always been a gentle and kind woman.

He thought for a moment and said, "From now on, you will follow behind me, and they won't dare to make things difficult for you anymore!"

"Your Highness can protect me for a while, but not forever!"

"Marry me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yanran was stunned.

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