Chapter 150 Forgotten is Forgotten

It is difficult to use one word to describe Pei Jian's feelings at this moment.

He sat aside, listening to Nian Xi comforting another woman in a low voice, telling her not to be afraid, helping her analyze the pros and cons, and encouraging her to be braver.

Nianxi is so gentle, yet has a firm, reassuring faith. She is like a polished jade, emitting a warm and delicate glow.

Most of the time, Pei Jian was very tired of the rebirth drama. He wanted to go back to his previous life, when he had a wife, a home, and power.

Without being constrained in every way, he can do more to compensate Nianxi who loves him.

But sitting here at this moment, he suddenly realized that rebirth was the best compensation for Nian Xi.

She found a better self.

What would Nianxi do if she encountered such a thing in the past?

She would probably put her arms around his neck, her eyes filled with stars, and ask him with full trust, "Pei Jian, can we help her?"

Nian Xi now has a gentle yet strong inner core. She is still kind, but she will take the initiative to make choices and no longer needs to rely on external forces to help others.

For a man, especially a man at the pinnacle of power like Pei Jian, this is certainly a regrettable and deplorable thing.

The further she was from the Nian Xi of the past, the less connection there would be between them.

But the strange thing is that besides being disappointed, he was actually more happy.

In the past, he was a person who only knew how to ask for things, and he didn't even know how to love and be loved.

Nianxi's departure taught him to grow up. Although the process was painful and regretful, he at least learned to be sincere to his lover.

Her happiness came before his.

Her satisfaction also comes before his.

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Cui Lian gradually felt more determined after hearing Nian Xi's words.

She hated the oppression of women in the village.

If she could divorce her man openly as the young lady said, so that they can see that women are not just for giving birth to children, they also have their own wishes!

Women are also human beings!

Sister Qin and many other women will no longer be forced to death!

Nian Xi waited patiently for Cui Lian.

She knew it wouldn't be easy.

She had struggled before. After she was sure that Pei Jian had someone in his heart, she was in torment and hesitation for two years, until Pei Jian brought Xu Wanxin's child to her, which forced her to make up her mind.

The fact that Cuilian was able to escape is enough to prove her bravery.

"Miss," Cui Lian made up her mind. Although she was still panicked and afraid, she seemed to have support. "I want to go back and get a divorce!"

"Okay." Nian Xi looked at her encouragingly, "You stay at Liuji Pavilion for a few days. On the fifteenth day of the month, I will send you back to reconcile with your husband. Don't be afraid, no one can make things difficult for you."

For Yu Cuilian, she just felt that it was a stroke of luck that she met a fairy-like lady who had a kind heart and saved her from the dire situation.

She didn't doubt the young lady's words at all.

If the lady says yes, then it will definitely work out!

Cuilian wanted to imitate Lanzhi or Xingyue and bow to Nianxi to express her gratitude. However, she was born in the countryside and knew nothing about the etiquette of the noble families. She failed miserably and showed some shyness of a girl.

"How old are you?"

"Seventeen."

Nian Xi sighed in her heart, she is really still a little girl.

After settling Cuilian down, it was already getting late, so Nianxi prepared to take a car back home.

Pei Jian followed beside her and asked, "Do you want Wen Qingheng to help you?"

I think so.

She had just asked Cuilian where she lived and her husband's name, and planned to inquire about the situation in the next few days and then get a divorce on the fifteenth day.

Cui Lian's husband relied on his patriarchal power to bully her at will, so she relied on her official power. There is always a mountain higher than another, so there is no need to talk about reason when dealing with such a man.

"Actually, there is no need for Brother Wen to come forward. He has a kind personality and is not suitable to deal with rogues. I already know the situation, and it would be easiest to send someone." Pei Jian was afraid that Nian Xi would not accept his kindness, so his tone was cautious.

Nian Xi teased, "My brother is a good man and is not suitable to deal with Po Pi, so you are not a good man?"

Pei Jian lowered his eyes and smiled as if nothing had happened, "I'm not one of them."

When they first got married, he was busy with official duties all day and didn't have much time to spend with her.

One night when he returned home, she was still awake and waiting for him anxiously:

"Mrs. An's husband didn't come home for a while. When asked, he said he was busy with government work, but in fact he had a mistress. When Mrs. An found out, she rushed him over. Her husband said he was a good man and couldn't bear to see the weak mistress who couldn't take care of herself suffer, so he took her in and gave her a home."

"Pei Jian, you are a good person, aren't you?"

He was so cute when she tempted him that all his fatigue disappeared. In the middle of the night, there was a light left for him and someone was waiting for him. This feeling was really heartwarming.

He kissed her forehead and said, "I'm not one."

She refused, her almond-shaped eyes widened, "Yes, yes, no, no, what do you mean by not yes?"

He smiled and carried her back to the inner room, showing her with his own actions the difference between yes and no.

But now Nian Xi no longer thinks about the things that happened with him in the past.

She didn't remember their jokes about "nice guys", nor did she remember standing on the bed with her hands on her hips, threatening him: Pei Jian, if you try to be a good guy who is kind and gentle to women, I will ignore you for the rest of my life!

If you forget something, you forget it. You really don’t remember it.

Pei Jian felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

Although I knew she had let it go, every time I faced her, I always felt heartbroken.

Nian Xi did not refuse any more, "Thank you for your help."

After she finished speaking, she got in the carriage and left.

Pei Jian looked at her departing back, shrouded in a deep feeling of powerlessness.

She really forgot everything that happened between them.

But he couldn't force her like a madman and force her to look back on their past.

I could only watch her leave.

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Prince Jing's Mansion

Xun Shuling was half lying on the bed, her face pale and her eyes slightly dull as she stared at a plum blossom that the maid had just picked.

The red plum blossoms stand proudly on the branches, emitting a faint, elegant fragrance, unlike her, which has already bloomed to its fullest.

It has been over two months since her last miscarriage, and she is still having miscarriages.

Although the imperial doctors spoke evasively, she vaguely understood that she would probably not have children in the future.

Xun Shuling knew that both the Empress and Prince Jing blamed her.

Blame her for not being in good health, blame her for having a miscarriage at the Qianqiu Banquet, blame her for bringing discredit to Prince Jing.

During the New Year's Day, the entire Prince Jing's Mansion was as quiet as a cemetery. Everyone was lifeless and there was no sign of life at all.

Not entirely.

The front yard is still bustling.

She heard that the two concubines and maids took turns sleeping with Prince Jing, and that Prince Jing was reveling in revelry every night, but she, the princess, was the only one who was forgotten.

It’s okay to forget.

Xun Shuling blinked away the tears in her eyes. She didn't want to see her husband, Prince Jing.

"Cousin, are you feeling better today?"

Someone lifted the curtain and came in, but before he arrived, his words of concern had already been expressed.

Hearing this gentle voice, Xun Shuling finally showed a smile on her face.