It was dark, and Mo Weixin was completely buried. The people from the Hou Mansion left the mausoleum wiping their tears.

The weather is not very good tonight. There is no moon or stars in the sky.

Thick clouds can be seen in the half of the sky illuminated by the fire-colored lights on the ground.

It's supposed to rain tonight.

After Xiahou Chongyuan said goodbye to Marquis Anding, he entered the palace with Xiahou Le.

He has to wait for a result.

…

At midnight, the rain finally started to fall.

Xiahou Chongyuan was sitting by the window watching the rain when suddenly a dark shadow quietly fell behind him.

"My Lord."

Xiahou Chongyuan didn't turn around, "Speak."

"At 11:00 pm, someone entered the princess' tomb and took her body to a house in the west of the city."

"The house in the west of the city?" Xiahou Chongyuan finally turned around and looked at the secret guard kneeling in the house, and asked, "Did you see who stole the body?"

"It's with the palace's secret guard, Tianyi."

Xiahou Chongyuan hummed and asked, "Where's Lin Shu?"

"Master Lin stayed in the house to continue to inquire about the situation."

"Back off."

"yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the secret guard quickly disappeared from his sight.

Xiahou Chongyuan paused for a moment, then stood up, avoided the palace servants in the hall and walked towards Chang'an Palace.

Although Song Qingxue was injured, she couldn't sleep at all because she had too many things on her mind.

Listening to the sound of rain outside, she stood up with some annoyance, asked the maid to open the window, and then leaned against the window putting on a dress.

She was thinking about how to clear herself of the injustice.

Although her life was no longer in danger, in the eyes of outsiders, she was a murderer. Even if she had the support of the Queen Mother to save her life, her reputation was already rotten.

She still had a lot of things to do, but with such a reputation, she couldn't do anything.

She must prove her innocence!

However, there were only her and Mo Weixin in the garden at that time. Mo Weixin was now buried in the ground, and there was absolutely no evidence. She didn't know how to prove her innocence.

The more Song Qingxue thought about it, the more worried she became.

I couldn't help but sigh, and then a low voice came from outside.

"What are you sighing about?"

Xiahou Chongyuan! Song Qingxue leaned her hands on the window frame and stretched her neck to look out, but it was too dark outside and she could not see anything.

"Look to the right." Xiahou Chongyuan said with a hint of smile in his tone.

As Song Qingxue heard this, she turned her head to the right, and a handsome face with a smile suddenly appeared in front of her.

Xiahou Chongyuan leaned against the wall near the window, tilted his head and smiled at her.

Their faces were quite close to each other. Song Qingxue looked at his smiling face and felt a strange feeling inexplicably rising in her heart.

She blinked and quickly shrank back.

"Why are you in the palace?"

Xiahou Chongyuan walked around to the door, went in, and closed the door with his backhand.

"Today I returned to the palace with the Emperor."

"Why don't you take a good rest at night? Why do you come to my house like a thief and scare people?"

Xiahou Chongyuan walked to the chair and sat down. He stretched out his hand and pinched his leg, saying, "My leg hurts."

"If your legs hurt, go see a doctor. Getting wet in the rain won't cure your leg disease." Song Qingxue looked at him, who was soaking wet all over, and her beautiful brows couldn't help but tighten.

Xiahou Chongyuan said nonchalantly: "It's okay. Although you can't cure getting wet in the rain, you can cure clearing the snow."

“My medical treatment is very expensive.”

"It doesn't matter. As long as you are willing, everything in the Regent Palace can be yours."

Song Qingxue bit her lip, feeling that if she continued to say this to him, something terrible would happen, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Seriously, what on earth are you doing here so late?"

Seeing that she was unwilling to talk about peace, Xiahou Chongyuan did not mind and calmly answered her question: "I have a way to clear your name."

When Song Qingxue heard this, her eyes lit up, but immediately returned to normal.

She turned her back to Xiahou Chongyuan, her tone a little awkward, "Don't you believe me? And you're trying to clear my name?"

"I was wrong, Qingxue."

Song Qingxue was stunned.

She never thought that Xiahou Chongyuan would say this so easily.

Xiahou Chongyuan stood up and walked towards her. After a slight hesitation, he took her hands and held them in his palms.

"Qingxue, I'm sorry."

"you…"

Song Qingxue looked at him and quickly lowered her eyelashes.

Xiahou Chongyuan admitted his mistake so well that she felt embarrassed to blame him anymore.

"Let go!"

Not knowing what to say, Song Qingxue simply yelled at him with a sullen face, then tried to break free from his hand.

But he held it tightly, and she couldn't shake it off even though she tried to shake it off.

She puffed her cheeks angrily and glared at him, "What are you doing? Believe it or not, I called for help!"

"Hmm?" Xiahou Chongyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "How is Qingxue going to shout?"

"I told you that you are a scoundrel! You are the regent, but you don't do good things. You only do things like breaking into a girl's bedroom at night. You have ruined your reputation!"

"Then go ahead and shout." Xiahou Chongyuan said with a smile, "I'm not breaking into anyone else's boudoir, but the former princess who was made sad and disappointed by me. If you call her over, others will think that I am infatuated and that I broke in at night to win back the princess."

Song Qingxue: ...

It sounds like a rogue statement, but he is right.

She took a deep breath to adjust her mood, then stared at his hand that he was unwilling to let go and said, "Didn't you say there was a way to clear my name? Let's talk business first."

Xiahou Chongyuan said, "I think this is also an important matter."

"There are priorities for important matters, and this matter can be discussed later."

"Let's talk about it after I reveal your true appearance. You don't want to talk to me anymore." Xiahou Chongyuan already knew her personality very well.

Seeing that she couldn't change the subject, Song Qingxue simply said, "But I don't want to talk about this now."

Xiahou Chongyuan has admitted his mistake and apologized, and she has forgiven him in her heart, but if she is asked to go back to him, she is unwilling to do so.

She likes him, but she will never compromise because of this love.

In this life, Song Qingxue will only be the one, not just one!

Xiahou Chongyuan married the original owner for half of the Song family's military power, and he could marry someone else in the future for some other benefits provided by the Li family or the Zhang family.

She won't suffer this injustice!

Hearing her thoughts, the noble Regent suddenly let go of her hand.

Feeling the strength in her hands disappear, Song Qingxue was stunned for a moment, then she pinched her palms and let her hands drop.

"Qingxue, for you, I am willing to take only one scoop from the three thousand rivers."

"?" Song Qingxue couldn't help but cast a puzzled look upon hearing that.

What does he mean?

But the Lord Regent spontaneously skipped this topic at this time, and continued with what he had just said: "I sent people to guard the princess's tomb today, and found that someone took her body away at night."

"Took away her body?" Song Qingxue's eyes were as big as copper bells. "Who took it away? Xiahou Chun?"

"It should be."

The one who stole the corpse was Xiahou Chun's secret guard, and the secret guard was only loyal to one master throughout his life.

"Then, then Mo Weixin is really not dead?!"

After waiting for so many days, Song Qingxue's doubts have actually been reduced a lot.

She almost accepted her fate!

Xiahou Chongyuan did not give her a definite answer, but only said: "Go and see and you will know."

"Do you know where they are now?"

"Um."

As soon as he responded, Song Qingxue took his hand and walked out the door.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go check it out!"

After taking only a few steps, she was pulled back.

Xiahou Chongyuan said: "You are injured, so don't bother yourself anymore and just rest tonight."

"That won't do! I can't sleep unless I see her alive again with my own eyes!"

Xiahou Chongyuan insisted: "It's raining outside. If your wound gets wet, it will easily get infected and inflamed."

“…”

It seems to be true?

But she really wanted to know whether Mo Weixin was dead or alive now!

Hearing her wailing in her heart, Xiahou Chongyuan spoke again: "I'll go, and when I confirm the situation, I'll come back and tell you."

"Oh well."

Thinking about his injury, it was not convenient for him to go with them, so he had to compromise and nodded.