But Qin Peng couldn't say this. She bowed to Wei Yan earnestly. Wei Yan waved his hand and left.

After Wei Yan left, Qin Peng thought about it and went to find Old Lady Wei. Old Lady Wei was sitting on the couch chatting with her maid Song. After Qin Peng walked in, the two stopped laughing, but the smiles on their faces did not diminish. Old Lady Wei asked Qin Peng to sit beside her. Qin Peng knelt down beside Old Lady Wei and then chatted with her about some trivial matters.

After chatting for a while, Old Lady Wei suddenly remembered something and waved to Lady Song next to her. Lady Song then withdrew. After Lady Song left, Old Lady Wei sighed and said, "Fourth Prince, what I said to you today is actually from the bottom of my heart."

Qin Peng was slightly stunned. Old Lady Wei looked at her with pity in her eyes: "I know that you came here now because you felt that it was inappropriate for you to go out with Master Liu yesterday, and you came to apologize to me. But I also said that I don't mind, and the Wei family doesn't mind either."

"Child," Old Lady Wei reached out her hand, held Qin Peng's hand, and sighed, "I call you the Fourth Prince because I want you to understand that now you are not only the daughter-in-law of the Wei family, but also the eldest princess of the Zhenguo. With this identity, you don't need to be submissive like before. Don't say that you are having a meal with Master Liu. Even if you tell me one day that you want to marry Master Liu, or even keep a few concubines, I don't think it's a big deal."

Qin Peng was shocked when she heard this. She stared at Old Lady Wei. Old Lady Wei said "Hi" with regret, "Don't be surprised. Who hasn't thought about this? If I were a princess, I would also want to keep a few male lovers. But that old man has done nothing wrong to me. I have lived with that person for half my life. I don't want to spend the rest of my life with him anymore."

"But you are different," Old Lady Wei turned around and said, "I have lived with the old man for most of my life. Can you count how old you are? You married into the Wei family when you were fifteen, and Ah Yang never touched you. You don't have to be a widow for him all your life. If you meet someone you like, or someone who can make you happy, I will support you."

"Ayan is a child who thinks too much. She always thinks about responsibilities and family." Old Lady Wei took her hand and patted it. "I don't think about that. I just hope that you kids can live well. Especially you. You have suffered too much for the Wei family."

Qin Peng listened to what Old Lady Wei said, lowered his head, and felt a little sad.

After living in intrigue for so long, it was inevitable that she would be moved when she suddenly saw such a sincere person. However, this person's sincerity should be given to Qin Peng, who had been a secluded Buddha for ten years, not her.

But that person was gone. Qin Peng took a deep breath, held the old lady Wei's hand, and said seriously: "Mother, no matter what happens in the future, I will always be Qin Peng of the Wei family."

Qin Peng raised his head and said with a firm look: "I regard you as my own mother and my uncle as my brother. Mother, don't worry."

Old Lady Wei said nothing. She stroked Qin Peng's hair gently, her eyes full of kindness.

"I gave birth to six children, and now only A-Yan is left. Although you are not my biological child, you are the only one who has been with me in the Wei family for the past ten years, Xiao Peng," said the old lady Wei, her voice choking with sobs, "In my heart, I naturally treat you as my own child."

"They are gone, so the survivors should live a better life, right?"

Qin Peng naturally knew who Old Lady Wei was referring to.

They were the people of the Wei family who died on the battlefield, including Old Lady Wei’s children, her husband, and Qin Peng’s husband.

At this moment, Qin Peng suddenly no longer rejected her original body's emotions. She suddenly realized that, compared to Zhao Peng, Qin Peng was not living a bad life.

Who is Zhao Peng?

Except for Zhao Yu, Zhao Peng had nothing. Everyone was hypocritical, even Qin Shuhuai, who she thought could at least be a friend, gave her a cup of poisoned wine.

As for Qin Peng, although her husband died, she at least had a family to protect.

Holding the hand of Old Lady Wei and thinking of Qin Ming looking up at her in her arms, Qin Peng suddenly realized that perhaps she didn't need to go back to her hometown.

She has too many responsibilities here. She has to be filial to Qin Peng, protect the Wei family, and help Qin Ming grow up so that this little emperor can at least become the Zhao Yu of today. And what about Beiyan?

Zhao Yu has grown up and no longer needs her.

Qin Peng remained silent. Old Lady Wei sighed, held her crying daughter-in-law in her arms, and said helplessly, "Cry, I'm here."

Qin Peng: “…”

After chatting with Old Lady Wei for a while, Qin Peng left the room. Bai Zhi came to the door to pick her up. The courtyard was full of greenery. Qin Peng and Bai Zhi strolled along the corridor, looking at the scenery outside, and sighed, "It was winter when we met, but now it is spring."

Bai Zhi didn't say anything, holding her clothes and walking straight. Qin Peng glanced at her and asked curiously, "How many years have you been in Qi?"

"Six years."

"Have you ever gone back to see your husband?"

Hearing this, Bai Zhi was slightly stunned, thought about it, shook her head, and nodded.

Qin Peng couldn't help laughing: "What do you mean?"

"I never went back. He came to see me."

"Xiahou Yan is thoughtful." Qin Peng sighed and said gently: "You have been away for too many years. It's time for you to go back."

"I won't go back unless Qin Shuhuai dies." Bai Zhi said forcefully, "Even if he doesn't die, he should be left with nothing, a life worse than death. He has walked on the corpse of the princess to this day, and he is still alive and well. Isn't that unfair?!"

Qin Peng was speechless for a moment. She wanted to persuade Bai Zhi, but she couldn't say anything.

In fact, the person involved doesn't hate it that much anymore. Once a person gets used to life and death, he or she will let it go.

"You can't spend your whole life obsessed with revenge." Qin Peng advised her, "I don't think your master would want you to throw everything away just to avenge her."

Bai Zhi sneered: "You and I are just partners. I helped you to bring down Qin Shuhuai, and you are controlling me?"

Qin Peng was speechless and could only turn his head away and stop talking. After the two walked for a short distance, Bai Zhi suddenly said, "If I hadn't wanted to stay in Qi for my own sake, she probably wouldn't have died."

Qin Peng was stunned for a moment, then turned back to look at her. Bai Zhi had a calm expression, but she turned away and looked at the courtyard, her voice hoarse: "It's my fault."

"no."

Qin Peng spoke decisively, his voice gradually softened, and his eyes were gentle: "Miss Bai, you have done your best."

"Everyone has their own life. You can't accompany her for her whole life."

But Bai Zhi couldn't hear such words. She remained indifferent. Qin Peng sighed and stopped talking.

The two went to the study, Bai Zhi sorted out the news for Qin Peng, and the two began to plan how to kill Qin Shuhuai.

On the other side, Qin Shuhuai was hungover and had a terrible headache.

Jiang Chun came to help him up, and said helplessly: "Sir, you are really going backwards as you grow older. How could you be drunk by a girl?"

Qin Shuhuai stood up expressionlessly, walked to the bathroom, and said calmly, "She drinks too much."

Qin Shuhuai himself did not expect that Qin Peng could drink so much.

He didn't like drinking, but Zhao Peng had asked him to practice drinking before, so he did drink a little. Later in the military camp, his drinking capacity was improved. He had almost never been drunk in the court. On the one hand, he underestimated the enemy and thought that a woman could not drink much. On the other hand, objectively speaking, Qin Peng could drink too much.

He originally planned to get Qin Peng drunk to get some information out of him, but he failed to get any information and ended up selling himself out.

Fortunately, it’s not that there is no news at all.

Qin Shuhuai frowned, and while taking a shower, he thought about what he had said yesterday, and discovered something very contradictory: this Qin Peng seemed to be the real Qin Peng.

But now Qin Shuhuai is determined not to believe that Qin Peng is the real Qin Peng. Based on the fact that Qin Peng is Jiang Yi's resurrection, he thinks that although this woman is a resurrection, she seems to really love Wei Yang.

You can't hide your love for someone; those emotions and feelings are always sincere.

This Jiang Yi really loved Wei Yang, so at least she had contact with Wei Yang.

But Wei Yang was alive ten years ago, and Jiang Yi was still alive ten years ago. Did she fall in love with Wei Yang as Jiang Yi, or as Qin Peng?

Thinking of her familiar attitude when talking about the palace, Qin Shuhuai thought it should be Qin Peng.

Then the question is, is it Qin Peng who became Jiang Yi, or is it Jiang Yi who became Qin Peng?

Qin Shuhuai sat in the bathroom and felt a headache.

Jiang Chun stood outside and asked curiously, "Sir, what are you thinking about?"

"Is it possible that a person, after dying, can become the person she was ten years ago and live another ten years?"

"But she lived for another ten years. Why didn't she kill me during these ten years?"