The voice is clear and pleasant, like moonlight flowing over the snow.

But the solemnity was invisible, and it did not match his age, appearance, or aura, but it made the people outside the door solemn, "Yes, I will do it."

Shen Ruyi should have felt scared staying in such an embrace.

But at this moment, only a sense of security surged up.

Like magma, it soaked her body and mind.

She thought that the world would not be so cold from now on.

"In addition," the shadow's voice reported from outside the door, "the Third Prince has also found someone to kill Miss Shen."

"It's just that this time there's one more person, Shen Luo from next door."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ruyi looked next door.

She couldn't see anything because of the wall.

She just thought of the scene in her previous life when Shen Luo tricked her into going home. "Ruyi, we all know we were wrong. Can you go home with your third brother? From now on, no one will dare to bully you anymore."

But on the third day after she returned, she died on the cliff above the cold pond.

They killed Shen Jiaojiao with their own hands.

What about this time?

If Shen Luo knew what they had done in their previous life, what would the situation be like if they were being hunted down now?

Thinking of this, Shen Ruyi sneered.

It's none of her business.

Rong Yan glanced at her, thinking of her abnormality, her past life, and her body that could not even be put back together. He hugged her tighter and said only three words: "I want her alive."

"yes."

There was no movement outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, Han Jiang brought back some midnight snacks.

Hot porridge, side dishes, and steaming steamed buns. The aroma of fragrant beans hits your nose as soon as you open it.

"Let's go, let's eat."

Rong Yan pushed his wheelchair and came to the table.

Shen Ruyi got up from his lap and sat down beside him. "It's so late at night, I feel very happy to be able to eat and drink tea with His Highness."

She didn't want much happiness.

Just that is enough.

“Soon.”

Rong Yan looked at her smiling face and for the first time felt an urge to be impatient.

He promised the emperor that he would take her away after the task was accomplished.

However, even as wise as his father was, it was difficult to predict the direction of all events. After all, he was standing in that position and was stuck.

Once a person is stuck in a position, he will not be able to see many things clearly.

It shouldn't be too long before he can be with the woman in front of him, and they won't have to separate again, nor will they have to run away.

For him, being in a high position in the government or being far away from the society should not be a choice.

It should be freedom.

The candlelight on the table flickered with warm light, and beneath Rong Yan's seemingly calm expression, there was a turbulent undercurrent.

Shen Ruyi looked at him and smiled.

Because it was an arranged marriage, this scene seemed particularly precious, and she was afraid that if she missed a second, she would lose it.

Speaking of which, this was the first time in her past and present life that she loved someone like this.

It's not anyone's arrangement.

I just felt moved.

After finishing his meal, Rong Yan washed up and looked at the narrow bed. "You sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."

"or……"

Shen Ruyi looked at him, her heart beating like a drum. "Actually, the bed is not too small... We just need to open another room to settle Fangfei down."

In the candlelight, her face turned red.

It’s not that she has any improper thoughts about Rong Yan.

Purely, I want to be with him a little longer.

After all, there won't be many opportunities left.

The man laughed, asked Han Jiang to get a room, and then he went to bed.

The bed is really narrow.

When a man lies on the inside, there is not much room left.

Shen Ruyi sat on the bed, blushing, "I'm afraid we'll have to squeeze in with His Highness."

“I’m honored.”

The man curled his lips and held her in his arms.

He waved his hand and turned off the lights.

The snow outside seemed brighter, and the light from the lanterns shone through the windows, casting a faint halo of light in the house.

Rong Yan didn't move, and neither did Shen Ruyi.

The temperatures of their bodies blended together, and even on a snowy winter night in the simple inn, it seemed as if there was the warmth of an ordinary home.

Shen Ruyi's eyes turned red and she almost couldn't fall asleep.

Being hugged is a luxury for her.

She had been without a mother since she was born, and Shen Cangyun rarely held her. From the time she was born to the time she grew up, she spent most of her time lying alone.

Especially at night.

Even when she was a very young child, when she woke up from a nightmare, she could only stare at the dark night alone, curled up in a corner.

She needs warmth.

So I chased her for a lifetime.

She chased after everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion, even the maids, hoping to get closer to them so that she could stop the loneliness of a little girl growing up in a house full of male members.

We always have to avoid suspicion.

Even when Shen Jiaojiao didn't come, the Shen father and son were not very close to her.

Thinking about this, I finally shed tears.

It turns out that a person's embrace can be so warm and soothing.

"Go to sleep. There will be many more days like this in the future..." A man sighed beside my ear, "I promise."

"Um."

Shen Ruyi choked up a little, leaned in his arms and closed her eyes.

…

It's already late at night.

The lights in the East Palace were still on. The prince sat by the stove, staring at the crackling sound in a daze. "Father said that he would give Ziwei Fuxing to me, but I cannot touch her."

The arrival of Ziwei Fuxing in his residence proved that the emperor supported him as the crown prince and that good fortune was on his side.

However, after marrying the Crown Princess, he could not move.

What is this?

His position has no foundation after all, and now he has to bargain with the Ninth Prince. "Rong Yan said that he can stand on my side, but the premise is that one day he will take Shen Ruyi away."

"So, at that time, who will own the Purple Star of Fortune? Who will be the one who receives the mandate from Heaven?"

A rage was brewing under the powerlessness.

Even if he could successfully inherit the throne, it would be a difficult, forbearing, and compromising process.

He is a man.

He was unwilling to accept it.

"Your Highness, those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. She is just a woman."

His companion comforted him and handed him a cup of hot tea. "As the saying goes, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you succeed and ascend to the throne of the emperor, won't everything be decided by you?"

A hint of cunning calculation flashed in the pupils under the single eyelids of the reader.

The prince glanced at him and understood what he meant, "You are right, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit."

"As long as I am in that position, no one else matters."

He will have the final say in everything.

Be it Rong Yan or Shen Ruyi.

The prince narrowed his eyes.

…

A strong wind suddenly arose in the second half of the night.

The emperor had a nightmare. In the dream, the hall was full of blood. All his sons became the incarnations of demons. They twisted their ugly and huge bodies and bit each other, and finally stared at him fiercely.

He woke up from a nightmare with cold sweat all over his back.

Ying and Concubine Guifei stood up and asked him, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? You didn't sleep well at night..."

In fact, one need not think about how difficult the emperor's life was.

But as a concubine, she could not participate in politics, so she had no choice but to play dumb and said, "I'll get you some tranquilizing soup..."

The emperor grabbed her wrist and said, "Yinghe, do you think my sons...will they kill me for the throne one day?"