Every time Fu Huaichu heard him say something, the feeling of depression in his heart would deepen.

When he heard the last sentence, he didn't even want to care about the brotherhood and threw Fu Huai out directly.

At this moment, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had always been aloof, noble, indifferent and ruthless, felt that he had no place to vent his anger in this icy and snowy place. In the end, he felt more and more depressed, as if countless tangled silk threads were tightly entangled in his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

"I know her." Fu Huaichu had thousands of words in his mind, all of which he wanted to say out loud to assert his sovereignty, but he finally found that he couldn't even open his mouth and could only say the two words "know her".

Fu Huai looked at him and said, "Brother, you actually know Miss Su, you must know her situation. Is she married? Does she have a husband now?"

"She has two children, so for now...she probably won't get married." Fu Huaichu originally thought that this would make Fu Huai give up. He lowered his eyes and found a position for himself, "but now she has a lot of suitors."

"Ah? Is that so?" Fu Huaizhong asked in surprise, his voice rising a lot.

Fu Huaichu changed the teacup and poured tea, ready to listen to his plan to retreat.

But Fu Huai didn't give up. Instead, he clenched his fists and continued, "So this is how Miss Su has been through these years! She has no husband, and she has to make money alone to go to Jiangnan, and raise a child. This is not easy! If she enters the prince's mansion in the future, I will definitely treat her well and will never let anyone bully her."

“Crack—”

After he showed Fu Huaichu his thoughts in depth, he saw the teacup in Fu Huaichu's hand shattered again.

"Are you serious?" This time, Fu Huaichu could no longer pretend. His voice was cold. He didn't care about the injury on his hand, but looked at Fu Huaizhong. At this moment, the news he heard made him completely unable to care about other things. Maybe he was unhappy, or maybe he didn't want others to show their love for his woman. At this moment, Fu Huaichu felt that something was wrong with him. "You are the third prince of the royal family. There are only two brothers in the dynasty. There are many noble ladies in the capital. Naturally, there are more suitable for you than her. Maybe it's time to prepare a flower viewing banquet for the third prince to see a lady from an aristocratic family."

When Fu Huaizhong heard this, he immediately refused. "Brother, you know that I swore in the past that if I can't find a prince's wife who can appreciate each other, then I would rather be alone for the rest of my life. It doesn't matter if she has children. I like her as a person, not anything else."

"She is very interesting and capable. It is not easy for a woman to have her own business in the capital and to establish herself there." When Fu Huaizhong thought of Su Zhiruan, who was wearing an emerald white cloak and a dark emerald long skirt, he suddenly felt that she was just like the ladies he had painted, and she was his ideal image.

Fu Huaichu took a deep breath and stopped touching the teacup.

At this moment, an extremely strong fire burned in his heart, which seemed to be able to burn him to ashes.

Su Zhiruan can only be his! Zhe Ye Zhe Zhi is the continuation of his bloodline. Since he cares so much about her being with other men, if it drags on, and when Su Zhiruan really finds the man she likes, it is hard for him to imagine what he will do when he loses his mind.

At this moment, the shadowy figure driving the carriage knocked on the door, and said in a dull voice, "Your Highness, we have arrived at the Third Prince's residence."

"Huai Zhong, go back. Your royal brother won't see you off." Fu Huaichu smiled wryly and sat in the carriage without moving.

Fu Huaizhong did not feel confused about this. He quickly got out of the car and said, "Brother, be careful on the road."

He watched the carriage going farther and farther away, leaving two shallow tracks on the white snow, and Fu Huai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Deep down, he still had some awe in his heart for his brother, the Crown Prince Fu Huaichu. There was a big age gap between them. Fu Huaichu had just celebrated his birthday and was exactly 24 years old, while he was only 20 years old.

Fu Huaichu is the first child of their mother, the Queen Mother. He has been personally trained by his father, the Emperor and others since he was young, with the purpose of teaching him to be the crown prince. Unfortunately, the second prince died when he was born, and only later did he, the third prince, come into being.

Towards Fu Huaizhong, the emperor and the empress were more of an indulgence and laissez-faire. Since he loved calligraphy and painting, they allowed him to collect them, and the same was true for his love of poetry. Compared with Fu Huaichu, he was more like a dandy young man from a wealthy and idle family. Although he wanted to have a good relationship with this awe-inspiring prince, the two of them were not very familiar with each other in essence.

"Your Highness the Third Prince——"

"What are you doing standing at the door? It's cold outside. Come in quickly." The butler just glanced at his master and saw him standing at the door, looking at the wheel tracks on the ground and thinking about something. So he hurriedly wanted to take him back. "Your Highness, be careful not to catch a cold. I'll prepare some warming soup for you. Eat it and have a good sleep."

Fu Huai finally agreed, "Okay, I'll come."

At this time, the snow outside the window seemed to be falling even heavier.

* After Su Zhiruan got on the carriage, his mind was filled with Fu Huaichu, who was wearing a black cloak and looking at him as if he were across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Her body swayed with the carriage, and she couldn't help but think of the scene in Jiangnan Mansion a few days ago.

It's strange to say, when Fu Huaichu first met her in Jiangnan, he acted crazy and lustful, with a lot of dangerous emotions hidden under his calm mask, but later when he met Zhezhizheye, there was often a look of guilt in his eyes.

And just now, it was the first time she saw him after returning to the capital.

"Miss, are you tired? Go back and ask the kitchen to prepare a bowl of nourishing soup for you, and then go to rest early." The maid looked at her worriedly.

Su Zhiruan nodded and pinched his brows, "Okay."

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"Miss, if you are sleepy, why don't you take a nap with me as your pillow?" The little maid looked at the sleepy Su Zhiruan. She looked at her master, but found that Su Zhiruan had fallen asleep without her knowing.

And just at this moment.

There was a sound of horse hooves coming from outside the window. At first, the coachman thought it was just a coincidence, but when the other carriage forced their carriage to stop, he realized that it was intentional.

The driver had been driving in the capital for many years. Such an experienced driver already knew which marked carriages in the capital were not to be messed with.

On the carriage in front of him, the sign clearly showed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Crown Prince's Mansion!

Later, his guess was confirmed as a man slowly walked down from the carriage. He was wearing a black cloak, his black hair was tied up with a belt, he was tall and slender, with an immortal appearance and graceful figure.

"Your humble servant pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" The coachman got off the carriage and saluted. Then, he wanted to knock on the carriage to let Su Zhiruan know that the crown prince had arrived, but the next second, his little movements were all seen by Fu Huaichu.

"You go down first," Fu Huaichu looked indifferently at the servants around him, and then looked at Su Zhiruan's carriage.

The servants all went downstairs.

Fu Huaichu flicked his clothes and got into Su Zhiruan's carriage.

As soon as he entered, he saw——