Prince Yi personally sent his princess back to the courtyard where he lived, and Feng Lingxiao was about to leave.

"Prince, you, you won't come in?" Seeing that his prince had sent him to the gate of the courtyard and he had no intention of going in, Liang Baojun saw that he was about to leave, and in a hurry he reached out and grabbed his prince's hand, and asked with expectation in his eyes.

Feng Lingxiao looked at the hand that was being held, slowly pulled his hand back, and said calmly, "I won't go in, I still have official business to deal with in the study. Madam, you should go in and rest early, you don't have to wait for me."

After taking a look, he retracted his gaze, turned around and left.

Liang Baojun, who was standing behind, watched the back of the person leaving, and he stood at the door without going in until the person was out of sight. With his eyes lowered, he stared blankly at his empty palms, feeling as if something important had slipped from his hands, making him feel so uncomfortable.

"Master, it's windy outside, why don't I help you go inside?" The servant who was serving him saw that his master was still standing here and didn't go in. The wind was cold at night, and it would be bad if his master got cold outside. The servant said with concern.

"Well, go in." Liang Baojun's face was no longer smiling, and he let his servant help him back in a daze. After returning to the room, he still sat blankly by the bed in a daze, and didn't lie down to rest.

The servant standing by saw their master like this, and his heart was secretly anxious, and he didn't know what to do.

"Master, I will help you wash up." His master should be tired by now. The servants knew that his master was unhappy that the prince did not come into the courtyard, but that was His Royal Highness the King of Wings. If he did not come, how could his master control him?

Yu Xin had just asked someone to take a look and found that his prince had returned to his own courtyard and entered the study. He explained, "Master, I just asked someone to check and the prince went into the study."

He told his master this, implying that the prince did not come in because of his master, but because the prince was really busy with official business. His master was in poor health now, and the prince was considerate of his master and asked the master to go back to the room to rest early. He was afraid that not coming at night would disturb the master's rest.

"Yeah." Liang Xijun responded, with a thoughtful look

on his face. Although the prince was considerate to him, Liang Xijun always felt that there was something invisible and intangible between him and the prince.

When they were just married, the prince would stay overnight at his place every few days and was very attentive to him. Since their marriage, the prince has not touched him very often, and he was lucky that the child in his belly was conceived during the few times they had sex. Since the birth of this child, the prince has almost never stayed overnight at his place, citing his body as an excuse.

As a boy, he has learned everything that a boy in the inner palace should learn since he was young. His mother has been holding his father tightly for so many years. No matter how many concubines there are in the palace, they can't overshadow his mother. He has learned a lot from his mother and knows everything he should know.

There are many concubines and beauties in this palace. He is the main prince in this palace. If the prince goes to someone at night, he also knows it. But he didn't see the prince favoring any concubine or beauty in this palace, which made Liang Xijun suspicious.

It has to be said that the boy's mind is still very sensitive sometimes.

There must be something he missed! Liang Xijun stared at the ground with a sharp gaze. He had been puzzled for so long, but today he suddenly understood what he had overlooked.

For example, his prince had been spending the night outside, in his own courtyard, or somewhere else for such a long time. What had he missed for so long? What

if his husband really loved someone else in his heart, and that person was not in the Prince Yi's Mansion? Liang Xijun sat there in a daze. When he thought of this possibility, his heart ached like a knife. From knowing that the Prince Yi agreed to marry him as his principal wife to him entering the Prince Yi's Mansion, he was thinking about the day when his husband would love him as much as he loved him.

But even though she was pregnant, Liang Xijun knew that her husband did not love her. Just because she was the princess of this palace, she was given the respect she deserved, and nothing else. This was not what he wanted. What he wanted was the sincerity of King Yi.

"Go, ask the kitchen to prepare a bowl of lotus seed soup. I will personally deliver it to the prince. The prince works day and night for the affairs of the court. As the prince's legitimate wife, I should care about his health." Liang Xijun raised her head and instructed the servant who was serving her with a smile on her lips.

"Yes." The little servant saw that his master was going to deliver food to the prince, and he thought it was reasonable. His master was the legitimate wife in this palace and the one who could most legitimately care about the prince. Although his master was not feeling well, since his master had ordered him to do so, he, as a servant, had to follow his orders.

Now that his master was pregnant, there was everything in the small kitchen in the courtyard, and there was a lot of food prepared for the princess. He remembered that he had asked the kitchen to prepare food for the princess earlier, fearing that the master would be hungry after returning from the palace banquet, so he prepared a midnight snack. It was just right for the princess to deliver it to the prince now.

"Let's go."

His servant carried the food box, which contained the midnight snack prepared for the prince.

In front of him was a servant holding lanterns on both sides. The lanterns lit in the mansion at night were as bright as daylight, but for the safety of his master, the servant still held the lanterns to light the way responsibly. With his attendants supporting him on both sides and two personal maids following behind, Liang Xijun led his people to the courtyard where the prince lived.

The guards at the gate saw that it was the princess coming and bowed without stopping her.

Liang Xijun led his people in smoothly.

"Who is in there?"

"Replying to the princess, Zhen Xijun is in the prince's study."

The light in the study was on, and there were swaying figures inside. People standing outside and approaching could still hear the voices inside. Liang Xijun's face was gloomy and uncertain. It turned out that Zhen Xijun knew that their prince had returned to the mansion, and brought food to the prince first.

Before Liang Xijun entered the palace of Prince Yi, it was this concubine Zhen who followed Prince Yi to attend the banquet in the palace. After Liang Xijun, the principal prince, entered the palace, Zhen concubine was a concubine after all, and it was not good to overshadow the principal prince, so Zhen concubine retreated to the back, not fighting or competing, and quietly guarded his children, acting as the concubine in the palace.

Liang Xijun was the concubine of Prince Yi outside, and he was the principal prince of Prince Yi in this palace, but the prince in this palace was not the prince of the principal prince alone, there were concubines and beauties in this palace, and everyone tried to find a chance to get close to the prince, and Zhen concubine, who gave birth to a bastard for the prince, also had a unique position in the palace of Prince Yi.

"Let's go, let's go back." Liang Xijun, who was standing outside, suddenly lost the desire to go in. He asked the servant beside him to give the food box to the guards outside, and he left without looking back. The servants behind him followed him quickly.

The guards outside the door looked at the food box in their hands and the princess who had left. For a moment, they didn't know what to do. Should they send the food in or not?

The two people in the room knew that the princess who came in from outside had left. When they looked at each other, only they understood the deep meaning.

Except for a few confidants around the King of Wings, outsiders did not know that His Highness the King of Wings had already secretly left the house through the secret passage in the study, left the house, got on a blue-gray inconspicuous carriage waiting outside, and went to the small courtyard on East Street.

Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th. The streets in Fengdu City are bustling. Many stalls are selling lanterns. Couples walk together on the street, holding lanterns, with smiles on their faces.

Compared to the bustle outside, the small courtyard is too quiet.

The servants serving in the house were rewarded by their master early and sent out to play. There are only two or three people left here to serve. When the prince's carriage came, the secret guards who were waiting in the dark knew it at the first time, so they stood in the dark and did not show up.

"Master." Ershun lowered his head and pouted when he saw the master coming, but he was not happy in his heart. His master sat alone all night. No, not completely, because there was a little boy this year, who accompanied his master to watch the moon for a while, but the child was sleepy early and went back to the room to sleep, leaving his master alone sitting outside.

The master went back to the room and sat on the bed, but he didn't fall asleep, so he just sat there.

After opening the door, Ershun let the master in and closed the door.

The candles in the room were still lit, and the person sitting at the head of the bed leaned against the bedpost with his head tilted and had fallen asleep. Feng Lingxiao came in and looked at the sleeping person, with his back to the light so that people could not see his expression.

Feng Lingxiao stood here, looking at the person in front of him with deep eyes, and his eyes were too complicated.

The person who was not sleeping deeply felt that he was shrouded by a shadow, and the annoying eyes staring at him made him very uncomfortable. Fang Ziye opened his eyes and saw the person standing in front of the bed. Maybe he was used to this person appearing in front of him silently, so he was not scared. He raised the corners of his lips, with a faint smile on his face, and without saying a word, he reached out to grab the hand of the person standing in front of him.

"You're here." The person who spoke had a strong sense of sleepiness in his voice. He was really tired, not physically tired, but mentally tired. This waiting day after day seemed to have no end. He was in this small courtyard with nowhere to go.

Maybe Fang Ziye himself didn't realize that his words today were different from those in the past. In the past, when he saw this person, he mostly asked how come you have time to come to my place today. But now he said that you are here, which probably means that the person who went out has returned, rather than that this person has time to come to him from somewhere else.

In a person's life, some people ask for many things, such as fame, wealth and status, while some people ask for nothing more than love from beginning to end.

Only this kind of love can be encountered but not sought.

But people are like this, and one day, when you get this love, you will greedily want to get more things, such as this person "Are you tired?" Feng Lingxiao held his hand with his backhand and sat down on the bed. The small hand in his hand was slightly cold, so he used the warmth of his palm to warm it, and held the person in his arms with one hand.

Fang Ziye hummed, leaned in Feng Lingxiao's arms, and closed his eyes.

The candle on the table flickered, and the two people in the room were silent. Feng Lingxiao's hand stroked the back of the person in his arms back and forth until the person leaning in his arms was motionless and breathing heavily. He knew that the person in his arms was asleep. He

carefully put the person on the bed, asked the person waiting outside to bring in a basin of hot water, and personally served the person on the bed. It seemed that the person was really tired, and he didn't open his eyes during this time.

Feng Lingxiao, the dignified Prince of Wings, waited until he had served the man well before he lay down. As soon as he lay down, the sleeping person sought the source of heat and leaned into his arms. The corners of Prince of Wings' mouth curled up, and he stretched out his hand to hold the person in his arms. He

hurried over from the palace, as if just to hold the person in his arms at night and hold him to sleep.

This night was very short, and time passed too quickly.

The person in the dream didn't know what he dreamed of, and his brows were tightly locked. As soon as the person in his arms moved, the person holding him opened his eyes and carefully comforted the person who was sleeping restlessly. The person in his arms relaxed his brows. It was already three o'clock outside.

The servants waiting outside the door did not dare to knock on the door. They breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the voice inside. They lowered their voices and called out "Master". After getting a response, they pushed the door open and let the servants behind them go in silently.

Knowing that his princess had mentioned supper to his courtyard last night, Feng Lingxiao did not show much expression on his face. He was the only one who knew such a thing.

Feng Lingxiao was not worried that his princess knew about Fang Ziye's existence, but he knew that the people in this small courtyard would definitely not want others to know that there was such a relationship between him and her, so he always respected Fang Ziye in this matter and kept the existence of this person hidden.

He also owed Fang Ziye something. There were some things that he was destined not to give him what he wanted. What he could give him was all he could give. In the end, he was wronging that person.

An inconspicuous carriage came quietly at night and left quietly before dawn.