Dongling.

Jiangnan, official residence.

In the three months since Princess Chen passed away, Prince Chen has been living in seclusion, not caring about worldly affairs. Everything has to be done by the cold wind. Over time, the outside world has been speculating: Prince Chen has been hit hard, unable to recover, and is afraid that he doesn't have much time left.

During this period, Jing Yi finally recovered from his injuries.

It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone.

The two broken ribs in his chest finally healed and he was able to ride a horse. He immediately proposed to lead his troops back to the Western Regions.

However, before leaving, he asked casually:

"Why haven't I seen Miss Yunying for a long time?"

Zhan Hu was concerned and answered immediately:

"My Lord, I will send someone to investigate immediately!"

"No need."

After a cold refusal, he mounted his horse and left.

Zhan Hu: “?”

What do you mean?

At the beginning, when the eldest prince was in a coma, Yun Ying said that she didn't care, but she secretly came to visit the eldest prince in the dead of night.

The eldest prince is the same. He clearly misses Yunying, but he refuses to admit it.

These two have each other in their hearts, and their daughter is almost half a year old. Why can't they just be together openly?

strangeness.

He doesn't understand the concept of love in the plains.

"Eh? Wait! Prince, where are you going? That... that doesn't seem to be the direction to return home! You're going the wrong way!"

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In an unknown small town, there lives a group of plain and simple people. They work from sunrise to sunset, rely on the hard work of their hands to make a living, are positive and optimistic, and stay away from vicious fights and disputes. It is a relatively quiet and leisurely place.

On the small street.

A small stall selling handkerchiefs stood simply.

Behind the stall, the woman was holding a little girl of four or five months old. The little girl didn't cry or make a fuss, but giggled from time to time, which was extremely cute.

Next to her, the auntie selling tofu pudding couldn't stop laughing:

"Ms. Yunying, your little girl is growing up so fast. She is almost learning to walk."

It was Yun Ying and Yun Jiao.

Yun Ying chuckled:

"The thing that can't stand the test of time is time."

In the blink of an eye, she had been gone for three months, and the princess had also been gone for three months.

"But as a woman, you have to take care of the children, feed the chickens and ducks, set up the stall during the day, and embroider handkerchiefs at night. Can you handle it?" the aunt asked with concern, "The child's father...is not here?"

When Yun Ying left, she took a lot of silver with her, enough for her to live a worry-free life for the rest of her life.

But she didn't want to be idle, so she had to find something to do.

"Yeah," she responded casually, "her father is gone."

“…”

The aunt realized that she had asked the wrong question and quickly apologized.

Yun Ying smiled but didn't take it to heart. On the contrary, she liked the villagers in this small town very much. They were simple and plain. Living here was peaceful and tranquil. It was exactly what she yearned for in her heart.

But, there are sometimes minor disputes.

For example, a young widow with a child came to the town. When the news spread, several bullies followed her, smashed her stall, bullied the widow, and attempted to do something bad.

The aunt was afraid and anxious:

"Don't mess around! I'm...I'm calling the police!"

The bully grabbed the aunt's collar, pushed her to the ground, and said with an evil smile: "Call the police? In this town, I am the official!"

He looked at Yunying with lustful eyes and malicious intent:

"I heard that you are the young widow who just moved in?"

"My pretty girl, you are so young and you have lost the love of a man. Your life is not easy. Why don't you live with me? I will make you feel extremely happy. You will be addicted after trying it once."

Yunying held her daughter in her arms, looking at the smashed stall, her handkerchiefs falling to the ground.

With a calm expression, he said:

"Pick it up."

The bully put his hands together and approached with a lewd smile, "Come, hold your hand, and I will let you be my bride every night."

Yun Ying raised her eyes, her brows threatening: "I asked you to pick it up."

The bully frowned:

"Shit, I'm talking to you? Are you deaf?!"

I lost my patience and reached out to grab it.

"ah!"

When the villagers who were watching thought that a fierce and tragic scene was about to break out, they saw the thin woman pinch the bully's wrist and bent her fingers without changing her expression.

Snap!

wrist……

Broken.