Fu Huaichu's words were very direct, and his eyes were full of the desire to get her.

"Ruan Ruan, the next time I saw you after you returned to the capital was the day Fu Huaizhong said he wanted you to be the third prince's consort," Fu Huaichu felt angry when he thought of that snowy night. She was obviously his, and they obviously had a child, but this ambiguous relationship, and the way Fu Huaizhong and her talked and laughed together under an umbrella in the heavy snow that day, really irritated him.

He has always been a person with a stable mood. Whether he was plotted against or encountered problems in the court, he could face them calmly. But when facing Su Zhiruan, he showed his wildness and plundering nature.

"During the time in Sujia Village, I did want to use you to cover up my identity and recover from my injuries," Fu Huaichu saw that her eyes were just quiet and gentle, looking at him without saying anything, but he was defeated and exposed his thoughts at the time, "At that time, I thought that after I recovered from my injuries, I would leave a sum of money as a reward, or you had other wishes, if I could do it, I would definitely satisfy you, but the only change was that we got married. At that time, I thought it was normal, but when I found out that you were really gone and Sujia Village was burned to ashes by a fire, I thought, there is no Su Zhiruan in the world anymore."

At that time, he was only thinking about how to recover from his injuries and return to the capital as soon as possible to investigate the person who attacked him. Even if he pretended to be Su Erniu, he didn't think there was anything wrong. Su Zhiruan was thinking about getting married at that time, and he agreed indifferently. Maybe he had some feelings for her, but Fu Huaichu's feelings at that time were far from the level of "love", so he naturally pretended to be another person to get married, thinking that he was a mantis stalking a cicada, with everything completely in his hands.

But he forgot one thing - his heart.

People are made of flesh and blood. No matter how cruel and heartless he is, Su Zhiruan is gentle and hardworking, optimistic and determined, and she devotes her whole heart to him and runs their small home. He inevitably falls for her.

He didn't understand at the time, and didn't have an epiphany. It wasn't until he completely regained his status as the crown prince that he suddenly realized and understood his own heart, but when he went back to look for it, it was too late.

Since then, Fu Huaichu has refused the marriage arrangements made by the Emperor and Empress, refused countless court ministers' recommendations for his own daughter, and also refused all palace maids who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to gain power. He is 24 years old this year and still single.

Although there was little hope, he knew that his eyes could only hold one person, even if her life or death was unknown and her whereabouts were unknown.

Su Zhiruan did not answer, but reached out to pick up the wine jug from the table and filled the small empty wine glass. She held the glass and said, "Your Highness, don't worry. I am already the mother of two children. The Third Prince's words at the beginning may have been just a joke. He has not come to visit in the past half month."

Fu Huaichu watched her raise her head and drink the glass of wine.

At this time, it was not too late, and the light in the enclosed pavilion was a little dim.

He half-hugged Su Zhiruan, and the moment she raised her head to drink, he clearly saw the nectar sliding down the corner of her lips. Her already beautiful lips were soaked in wine and stained with transparent dewdrops, covering her red lips.

The aroma of wine suddenly spread in the air, as if it was trying to intoxicate everyone without leaving any trace.

Just watching like this, Fu Huaichu didn't drink any alcohol, but he seemed to feel the atmosphere of people getting intoxicated even without drinking.

"Why are you drinking suddenly?" Fu Huaichu did not let her go. Instead, he picked up the wine jug with one hand and filled the wine glass she had just used with wine. "Don't go home until you are drunk."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

Su Zhiruan's alcohol tolerance was average. She felt a little dizzy, so she lay down on the table. Her voice became a little fuzzy, "Fu Huaichu."

"Um?"

"Tell me, if we hadn't separated at that time, what would it be like now?" Su Zhiruan rested her head on her arms, looking at him with only one eye. She smiled, pretending to be relaxed, "Perhaps, I would have followed your wishes and entered the East Palace, and then become one of your countless concubines, and eventually be forgotten by you, living miserably in the deep palace, and dying of old age-"

"Ruan Ruan——" Fu Huaichu interrupted her in a panic. He shook her shoulders as if he wanted to prove himself in a hurry. "It's not like that. It can't be like that."

Su Zhiruan narrowed her eyes, but sat up straight under his shaking motion, "Why not? Your Highness certainly wants me to go back to the palace with you. I remember what you said at that time, you wanted me to become a concubine."

Fu Huaichu's tone became much more anxious at this time. He never thought that the words he said casually before would become a big obstacle in his pursuit of his wife when she brought them up again. He said hurriedly, "Ruan Ruan, I have never had a concubine, nor a concubine or a princess. You are my first woman. As for that day..."

His heart and eyes were filled with panic at this moment. At that time, he thought that his feelings for Su Zhiruan were far from that deep, so he could give her the position of concubine. When he ascended the throne in the future, the concubine would become the imperial concubine. However, he did not expect that when this topic was brought up again now, Fu Huaichu could not explain it at all.

The word love comes inexplicably. Those who are in it cannot control their joy, anger, resentment or ignorance.

Su Zhiruan smiled, she shook the wine glass, and finally drank it all.

While Fu Huaichu was still in a panic, she turned sideways, and her arms as soft as lotus roots suddenly wrapped around his neck. The aroma of wine filled his face, and her eyes were clear. She seemed to be smiling, but not smiling, and seemed to be drunk, but not drunk.

Fu Huaichu came to his senses when he felt the wetness at the corners of his lips. He raised his head and met her eyes that were as bright as stars.

He was in the prime of his life and could not suppress his excitement at all when seeing his beloved woman doing this.

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"Ruan Ruan...what are you..."

"Zhezhizheye likes His Highness very much," Su Zhiruan answered irrelevantly. She wanted to let him go with a smile, but Fu Huaichu grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms with a light sandalwood scent. She continued leisurely, "They seem to be looking forward to my coming to see you."

"What about you?" Fu Huaichu knew that she must have known that he and the child had met privately when she said this, but he had never hidden it from the beginning. "Ruan Ruan came to see me. Was she forced to do so, or was she willing? I sent someone to pass on the message, but he didn't bring a handwritten order or the prince's token. Even the meeting place was here, but Ruan Ruan still came."

Su Zhiruan thought about it carefully, and it seemed that what he said was true. She sat down and looked at Fu Huaichu, "I really didn't notice it."

"Hmm?" Fu Huaichu looked at her, and they looked at each other.

"Forget it," Su Zhiruan suddenly sighed deeply, and she looked at Fu Huaichu again, "None of this matters."

"Now that I'm here, when I first entered the house, I heard that there is a hot spring in the backyard of your house. I'm curious, may I take a look?" (End of this chapter)