"Ye'er, I just miss you! I miss you like crazy. Many times when I was half asleep and half awake, I could vaguely hear you calling me in my ear. When I woke up and wanted to look for you, you were nowhere to be seen. I was alone facing the empty room, feeling so lonely and desolate..."

"It's really uncomfortable..."

Zong Zhengchen hugged her waist tightly, buried himself in her arms, his eyes red and his voice choked with sobs.

She forgot their past.

No matter, he told her.

There is a long time to go, and he will tell her everything about their past, bit by bit, one thing at a time.

"I love you!"

He uttered the three shortest, yet most affectionate words.

Qin Ye's breathing tightened slightly, and her heartbeat trembled uncontrollably, as if an invisible hammer had hit her heart, creating ripples.

"Ye'er..."

The man raised his eyes.

Meeting those moist dark eyes, Qin Ye stared at him in a daze.

Men don't shed tears easily.

Why is he always crying?

"This woman..." She raised her fingertips lightly, touching the tears in the corners of his eyes, slightly burning, "Is she so important to you?"

"It's my life."

He held her warm hand, took out the wooden hairpin he had carved from his arms, and gently placed it in her hand.

Qin Ye lowered his eyes, "This is for her... I can't take it."

She gave it back to him.

Zong Zhengchen looked at her deeply: She is you and you are her, silly wild girl.

"You should let me go."

He held her for a long time.

Zong Zhengchen was reluctant to let go. His eyes turned and he pretended to be poisoned and dizzy. He fell unconscious in her arms, his head nudging her:

"Ah~ Where am I? I feel dizzy..."

"I'm poisoned. Am I going to die?"

“…”

Qin Ye stared at him, wondering what he was thinking.

"Head, headache... My head hurts so much..." He hummed and acted coquettishly.

Qin Ye suddenly said: "Your poison has been cured. You must be missing your wife and have lost your mind. You can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy."

She raised her hand, took out a scalpel, and said seriously:

"How about I send you to the west, so that you and your spouse can be reunited in the underworld?"

“…”

Zong Zhengchen let go of her instantly, his movements were quick and smooth.

.

By the time Ai Ai called the doctor, the "poisoned" Fu Jun was already alive and well, jumping around. Ai Ai scratched his head with a suspicious look on his face.

It's fine so soon?

After much thought, I feel that it is because Fu Jun is young and strong, in good health, and has strong self-healing ability.

Thinking of this, he sent the doctor away with a slight apology and went to the study to serve.

"My lord, have some tea."

This is the tea that the princess had prepared long ago, and it is the adults’ favorite.

Ling Yixing raised his head: "Ahem...Ai Ai...Ahem."

He coughed twice, his face turned a sickly pale. He clenched his fist to cover his lips and swallowed the urge to cough. "This kind of tea...can't be kept for a long time. I don't want to hurt Xiaoye's feelings. When Xiaoye goes to Jiangnan, you can burn them all."

Ai Ai's eyes widened in shock.

All burned?

From childhood to adulthood, the adults have treated the princess like a treasure and they cherish the things given by the princess with extra care.

"I don't have any use for the clothes she bought for me. After Xiao Ye leaves, you can take care of them for me."

"Xiao Ye bought too many of these books and inkstones. I can't use them all. When Xiao Ye is gone, you can take them to the private school and give them to the children in the school... ahem..."

He gave a few instructions, and everything he had ordered was to be done after the princess left.

Somehow, Ai Ai's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous thought came to her mind:

"grown ups!"