At this moment, Sheng Yunrong suddenly pushed Qin Wenyuan away, and Qin Wenyuan stumbled and almost fell. He looked at Sheng Yunrong in astonishment, with anger on his face.

Sheng Yunrong's eyes were full of determination and resoluteness. She bit her lower lip and whispered to Qin Wenyuan, "Wenyuan, I need your understanding. Please give me a few days to calm down, and then I will tell my mother about Lingmeng."

Qin Wenyuan looked at Sheng Yunrong, and the anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by doubt. He looked at Sheng Yunrong in doubt, as if he didn't understand why she suddenly made such a request.

Sheng Yunrong felt slightly relieved when she saw the change in Qin Wenyuan's expression.

"Wenyuan, I know you have deep feelings for me, and I love you too. But I need some time now, let me slow down, let me let go of some things." Sheng Yunrong's voice was full of pleading.

Qin Wenyuan looked at Sheng Yunrong, and the doubt in his eyes was gradually replaced by understanding. He took a deep breath and nodded gently, "Okay, I'll give you time. But you have to remember that no matter when, I will be here waiting for you."

Sheng Yunrong looked at Qin Wenyuan, tears of gratitude flashing in her eyes. She nodded gently, and then watched Qin Wenyuan leave.

When Qin Wenyuan disappeared at the door, Sheng Yunrong's expression relaxed. She turned to the maid Xiang Zhu and said, "Xiang Zhu, send Mo Yuan to the room."

Xiang Zhu looked at Sheng Yunrong with doubts in her eyes. She didn't understand why the lady was so concerned about Qin Moyuan.

Sheng Yunrong looked at Xiang Zhu's eyes and knew the doubts in her heart. She smiled gently and said, "Xiang Zhu, you may not understand, but I hope you can help me take good care of Mo Yuan."

Xiang Zhu looked at Sheng Yunrong, with a determined light in his eyes, "Madam, don't worry, I will take good care of Master Mo Yuan."

Sheng Yunrong breathed a sigh of relief. She turned and walked into the room, looking at the unconscious Qin Moyuan, her heart filled with pain.

"Moyuan, don't worry, I will protect you all your life." Sheng Yunrong gently stroked Qin Moyuan's cheek, her eyes full of determination.

…

At dusk, Sheng Yunrong sat alone on the edge of the bed, looking at Qin Moyuan who was unconscious on the bed, thinking secretly.

Sheng Yunrong gently stroked Qin Moyuan's forehead, her eyes filled with endless worry and guilt. Her fingers trembled slightly, as if Qin Moyuan's illness put her under tremendous pressure.

Sheng Yunrong's eyes gradually became firm. She bit her lower lip lightly and thought to herself, "I can't send you to Pei Jinxiao. The risk there is too great. I can't let you get hurt."

Thinking of this, a hint of determination flashed in Sheng Yunrong's eyes.

She must come up with a foolproof plan to keep Qin Moyuan alive and safe.

An idea suddenly flashed through Sheng Yunrong's mind. Her eyes lit up and she thought to herself, "That's right, I can do this."

She immediately sat up straight and began to think about her plan. She knew that this plan might be very risky, but she had no other choice.

…

The other side.

Pei Jinxiao hurried back to Prince Jing's Mansion, the frost on his face had not yet dissipated, and he saw Tu Subo had been waiting in the hall for a long time. He was wearing a dark blue robe, sitting there quietly, his eyes deep and complicated.

"Jinxiao, you're finally back." Tu Subo stood up to greet him, with an indescribable worry on his face.

Pei Jinxiao nodded slightly, his eyes swept across Tu Subo's face sharply, and his tone was cold: "Tu Subo, you said in your letter that you saw Xie Fuling's jade pendant, what does that mean?"

Tu Subo's expression froze. He knew he couldn't avoid it, so he said frankly, "Yes, I saw the jade pendant near the Qin Mansion. The owner of the jade pendant should be Xie Fuling. She...she may have returned."

Pei Jinxiao's face became increasingly gloomy, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He clenched his fists, anger burning in his chest: "She's back? She has the nerve to come back? Ten years ago, she took my son away and made me suffer for a full ten years. Now she wants to come back and continue to hurt me?"

Tu Subo sighed, walked up and patted Pei Jinxiao on the shoulder, trying to comfort him: "Jinxiao, I know the pain in your heart, but since Xie Fuling dared to come back, there must be a reason. You might as well find out her intentions first, and then make plans."

Pei Jinxiao snorted coldly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "What could be her reason? Could it be that she misses my son?"

Tu Subo was silent for a moment, then he slowly said: "Maybe, she really came for the child."

Pei Jinxiao fell silent, his eyes became deep. He recalled the scene ten years ago when Xie Fuling left with her son, and his heart was broken. The hatred in his heart was like a deep hatred that was difficult to resolve.

"Jinxiao, how do you plan to deal with this?" Tu Subo asked with concern.

Pei Jinxiao's eyes flashed with determination: "Since she dared to come back, I will make her pay the price. I want her to know the price of hurting me, Pei Jinxiao."

Tu Subo frowned slightly. He knew Pei Jinxiao's character very well. Once he made a decision, it would be difficult to change it. He pondered for a moment and said, "Jinxiao, we can't be impulsive. Although Xie Fuling is sorry for you, she is also the child's mother. If the child knew that we hurt his mother, what would he think?"

Pei Jinxiao's eyes flashed with pain, but he quickly concealed it: "Tu Subo, you don't understand. How can you understand my ten years of pain? I lost not only my son, but also the innocence in my heart."

Tu Subo sighed, knowing it would be futile to continue talking.

At this moment, a subordinate rushed in in a hurry and knelt down to report: "My Lord, it's bad! Young Master Qin Moyuan was beaten unconscious by the old lady in the Qin Mansion!"

Pei Jinxiao and Tu Subo stood up at the same time, looking at the subordinate in shock. Pei Jinxiao's face was gloomy, while Tu Subo slammed the table angrily: "How can this be! How can the old lady of the Qin family treat Master Qin Moyuan like this!"

Pei Jinxiao was silent for a while, then said to Tu Subo: "I'm going to visit the Qin family. You stay here and take care of the affairs in the mansion."

Tu Subo looked at Pei Jinxiao worriedly: "Prince, are you really going? The old lady of the Qin family is not someone you can easily mess with."

Pei Jinxiao smiled slightly, with a resolute smile: "I know, but I can't just sit there and do nothing. Jun Yu is my son, I can't let him get hurt."

Pei Jinxiao took a step forward, and Tu Subo hurriedly followed. The two walked out of Prince Jing's mansion together and headed for the Qin family.

On the way, Pei Jinxiao's expression became complicated. Tu Subo looked at him and couldn't help asking, "Prince, why did you stop suddenly?"

Pei Jinxiao stopped and looked at Tu Subo: "I wonder if Sheng Yunrong would be willing to see me. After all, I beat her before."

Tu Subo frowned: "My Lord, how do you feel about Sheng Yunrong?"

Pei Jinxiao was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Tu Subo sighed: "Your Majesty, your mind is too confused."

Pei Jinxiao smiled bitterly: "Maybe. But no matter what, I have to go see Sheng Yunrong. I want to see if she still cares about Jun Yu."