Liu Shuyan looked at her and there was no trace of impurities in his eyes when he spoke, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

All the dark and complicated past disappeared in his eyes.

He seemed like a sixteen-year-old boy, looking at her quietly.

Qin Peng opened his mouth and Liu Shuyan suddenly laughed.

"Don't talk."

"Zhao Peng," he said hoarsely, "Actually, deep down, you don't really like me."

"I know."

"I didn't..."

"Don't force it." He held her hand and lowered his eyes: "Zhao Peng, you should take every word you say carefully and listen carefully to its sound. Don't be afraid, don't be stubborn, and don't force it."

"Just listen to what it says, that's all."

Qin Peng's lips trembled. Liu Shuyan let her go, stood up and rolled up the curtains.

Light shone through the curtains. He stopped, thought for a moment, and turned around.

His smile was bitter in the moonlight.

"Goodbye, girl."

After saying this, he jumped off the carriage and disappeared into the night.

Qin Peng raised her hands, she was a little confused.

She felt that she liked Liu Shuyan, and she really wanted to spend her life with him.

But he told her that this was not true.

He asked her to listen to her heart, but she couldn't understand or hear clearly.

The butler's voice came from outside, and they prepared the stretcher. Qin Peng quickly rolled up the curtain and, together with the butler, carried Qin Shuhuai in.

Qin Shuhuai was still unconscious, his brows were furrowed the whole time. Qin Peng didn't have time to think about it. He saw the doctor come in and hurriedly examined Qin Shuhuai.

Qin Shuhuai's poison was cured in time, so it wasn't a big deal. Bai Zhi's arrow injured him, but fortunately it didn't hit his vital parts, so he will probably need some time to recover.

Qin Peng watched the doctor bandage Qin Shuhuai's wound. At this time, Jiang Chun and others had not returned yet, and there was no one in charge in the room, so Qin Peng moved a quilt in and watched over Qin Shuhuai.

She untied his tiara, brought him a hot towel, wiped his hands and feet, and then stayed by his side.

Over the years, he has become more handsome.

The young man is no longer youthful, his eyes and brows are open, as if he was carved by nature and painted with pen and ink. He is exquisite yet fluent and freehand, and there is nothing bad to say about him.

She looked at the man quietly and raised her hand to smooth his wrinkled brows.

He grabbed her hand and said nervously, "Peng Peng... don't let go... Peng Peng..."

Qin Peng was slightly stunned. She wanted to pull her hand away, but the man held it too tightly. She could only stare blankly.

After a while, she was a little tired of guarding, so she lay down beside the bed, took up a small piece of space, and fell asleep.

By midnight, Qin Shuhuai had a high fever, the temperature was scorching and he felt very hot.

He seemed to be awake in a trance, but also seemed not to be awake. He kept calling that name over and over again, which was heartbreaking to hear.

Qin Peng stayed there for most of the night, and finally the fever subsided.

Qin Peng fell asleep for two hours, and then the housekeeper came with news that Zhao Yi and Jiang Chun had returned.

Qin Peng propped himself up, changed his clothes, and went to the front hall.

When I arrived at the front hall, I only saw two men, but Bai Zhi was gone.

"Where's Bai Zhi?"

Qin Peng felt a little tired, and Zhao Yi said respectfully: "Report to the princess, Bai Zhi ran away."

"Um."

Qin Peng nodded. Bai Zhi might not be good at killing, but she was a first-rate runner.

"You two should take a rest first, Zhao Yi," Qin Peng looked up at him, "You stay."

Everyone else left, leaving Zhao Yi alone in the room.

The two knelt and sat there. Qin Peng said calmly, "How much do you know about what happened back then? Tell me about it."

"Princess, you know these things better than I do," Zhao Yi pondered, "Princess..."

"I'm a little confused about something. Please start talking about it from the moment we left Yandu."

Zhao Yi listened and nodded.

"Back then, I followed the princess to Qi State as her shadow guard. However, along the way, there were constant assassinations. Fortunately, the princess was a skilled martial artist, so she was not seriously injured. However, after leaving Beiyan, the princess fell ill and could not get up."

"At first, we thought the princess was suffering from acclimatization, so we walked and stopped. Later, the princess began to vomit blood. The prince consort panicked and asked the miracle doctor Mo Jing to treat her. However, Mo Jing told the prince consort that the princess had been poisoned by many poisons, at least two poisons mixed together. These poisons were all deadly, but they happened to be in the princess's body, and they used poison to fight poison, allowing the princess to survive. However, both poisons were deadly drugs. The princess was only alive to prolong her life, and she would not live long in the end."

After hearing this, Qin Peng was slightly stunned.

She probably understood why she was poisoned by the Jiang family but still alive and well, because there were other poisons in her body at that time, and the two poisons balanced each other, so she survived.

But poison is poison after all. Just because it doesn't break out now doesn't mean it won't break out forever.

"The princess' husband took her to various places to seek medical advice. Because of her special status, she dared not publicize her condition, so she kept it a secret. However, the princess was poisoned by too many things, and the doctors could not even diagnose what the poison was. Her symptoms were so complicated that I had never heard of them before."

"The princess's husband could only watch her suffer day by day and use all kinds of expensive herbs to keep her alive. The princess first felt abdominal pain, and then began to feel pain all over her body. She couldn't move, and the slightest touch would make her feel like a knife cutting through water."

Qin Peng couldn't help but shudder when he heard this.

"Later, the pain started in her skull and bones. The princess could hardly sleep because of the pain and almost collapsed. At that time, the princess was moody, but her husband was always by her side. I once heard the princess and her husband quarreled and she almost drew her sword to kill him."

"Why do you argue?"

“I don’t know.”

Zhao Yi shook his head and continued, "Later one day, the princess summoned me and told me that if she died in the future, my master would be her husband."

Qin Peng nodded. Zhao Yi looked at Qin Peng and continued, "Later, the princess became increasingly ill, and I was sent out to pick Tianshan snow lotus to treat the princess. When I came back..."

"I'm already dead."

Qin Peng spoke up suddenly, looking up at him: "You didn't see how I died."

"yes."

Zhao Yi looked calm: "I also heard from Bai Zhi that it was the prince consort who poisoned you personally."

"Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it."

Zhao Yi spoke so confidently that Qin Peng raised his hand and said, "Go on."

Zhao sighed, with a look of pity on his face: "When I came back, the princess had just passed away, and the prince consort wanted to keep the body of the prince and let him take it to Beiyan to be buried with the princess in the future, but then the Fifth Prince came."

"Ayu..." Qin Peng was a little surprised, and Zhao Yi nodded.

"The Fifth Prince insisted on taking the princess' body away, and even clashed with the Prince. At that time, the Fifth Prince brought hundreds of Yulin Guards with him. In order to keep the princess' body, the Prince Consort fought against hundreds of them alone. But in the end, he was defeated, and the Fifth Prince took the princess away."

"The Prince Consort kneels down to beg His Highness the Fifth Prince."

Zhao Yi's voice was a little vague. Qin Shuhuai listened behind the curtain and slowly woke up.

He remembered everything Zhao Yi said.

He had just turned twenty at that time and had nothing.

Zhao Yu came with hundreds of elite soldiers and trampled him into the mud. It rained heavily that day, especially heavily, and Zhao Yu held her and got on the carriage step by step.

He crawled out of the mud and grabbed Zhao Yu's sleeve.

"Xiao Yu..." He said in a trembling voice: "Please... leave her here..."

He had never asked anyone for help before, and that was the only time he asked anyone for help.

He knelt in front of Zhao Yu and said in a hoarse voice: "She is my wife..."

Zhao Yu looked at him coldly: "Don't say she is your wife." He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You don't deserve it!"

He said he was not worthy.

He knows.

He couldn't protect Zhao Peng, he let her die in a foreign land, he didn't protect her well, he didn't deserve it.

He brought disaster to her, but she couldn't protect him. He didn't deserve it.

If he had power and influence, she would not have died, and she would not have been taken back to Beiyan directly after her death.

He always remembered Zhao Yu's cold eyes. Sometimes when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would still think of the young man standing in front of him and saying coldly, "You don't deserve it."

Qin Shuhuai clenched his fists and closed his eyes.

Zhao Yi continued, "The Fifth Prince took the princess away. After the Prince Consort recovered from his injury, he caught up with the Fifth Prince and personally carried the princess's coffin to bury her. After settling the princess, the Fifth Prince returned to Qi State alone and entered the Jiang family alone."

"What is he doing at the Jiang family?" Qin Peng frowned.

Zhao sighed and said, "He wants to kill Jiang Yuan, and he wants to kill Jiang Yuan at all costs."

Qin Peng was slightly stunned.

She never thought that Qin Shuhuai would do such a thing.

Yet he did it, he tried.

He went to the Jiang family alone with a sword, and then had his leg bones broken. He crawled in front of the Jiang family and in front of power.

He couldn't kill Jiang Yuan.

He found that he alone had no way of bringing down the Jiang family at that time.

"So he married Jiang Yi..."

Qin Peng murmured.

Zhao sighed, "That was a helpless act. The Jiang family was powerful back then, and even Emperor Xuan did not dare to confront them directly. The Jiang family wanted to start a rebellion in the name of the prince consort's bloodline, and they would not let the prince consort go no matter what. Liu Shuyan came to pick him up in person, but he did not dare to force it. The Jiang family was determined to make this marriage, and if the prince consort did not agree to the marriage at that time, I am afraid that even his life would be in danger."

Qin Peng said nothing.

She never knew that Qin Shuhuai's life back then was so difficult.

"Then Emperor Xuan sent a letter, hoping that the prince consort would agree to the marriage, try to establish a good relationship with the Jiang family, and act as an undercover agent for Emperor Xuan, and then plot his affairs in the future."

Qin Peng listened quietly, and she felt a little pain in her heart.

Although Qin Shuhuai was often bullied when he was in Northern Yan, he always had her to protect him, so he actually never suffered any real loss.

Because of her protection, Qin Shuhuai, although smart and clever at the age of 20, always had a little bit of innocence in his heart.

That's why he thought that if he said he was a leisurely prince, others would let him go.

If she had known that Emperor Xuan had such a letter, she would immediately understand that if she went to Qi, her life would be in danger.

The person she protected so carefully went through so much after her death. He was humiliated and trampled upon, and then he climbed up step by step and took revenge on everyone.

"So I said," Zhao Yi looked at Qin Peng's expression and said seriously, "I believe the prince consort will never harm the princess."

Hearing this, Qin Peng came back to his senses.

Her mind was a little confused and she didn't know how to process all this information.

She believed what Zhao Yi said, but it was this trust that made her feel scared.

She was too afraid to trust someone, because sometimes, trusting someone was like giving that person a knife to stab themselves.

She had given it to Qin Shuhuai, and in her memory, he had stabbed her.

Even though every detail now tells her that this may have been a misunderstanding, the memory of that final moment of death is too profound.

Qin Peng stood up in a panic. She felt that she couldn't think about it anymore. She waved her hand and said, "I understand. Let's leave it at that for now. You haven't rested all night. Go back and rest."

Zhao Yi nodded, he was also a little tired.

"One more thing," Qin Peng called him. Zhao Yi paused. Qin Peng pursed his lips and said with his back to him, "Don't let him know that I survived."

Zhao Yi was slightly stunned, and then he was a little confused: "Why?"

"Zhao Yi, I am no longer your master after all."

Qin Pengsha said in a hoarse voice: "He and I can't go back to the past. When he is still obsessed with the past, I think it's better for everything to remain the same as it was in the past and not change."

She didn't know how to face Qin Shuhuai who was so affectionate, especially when she couldn't repay this affection.

When Qin Shuhuai, who was lying on the bed, heard this, his heart suddenly twitched. He clenched his fists involuntarily to suppress the sadness in his heart.

After all, she was unwilling to admit it.

Ultimately, I feel that the past period of time should be buried and let go.

Qin Shuhuai closed his eyes and listened to Qin Peng coming in. She leaned against him and touched his forehead.

Then she said nothing and just looked at him.

After a while, he felt someone brushing his eyebrows.

Her fingers stayed for a moment, and finally left quietly.

Qin Shuhuai deliberately slowed down his breathing and pretended to fall asleep, wanting her fingertips to linger on him a little longer.

However, the other party withdrew his hand and never came back.

After a while, she seemed to be tired of waiting, so she leaned against the bed and fell asleep.

She was indeed tired, and soon, the sound of her breathing could be heard. Qin Shuhuai slowly opened his eyes and saw the beautiful face in front of him.

He looked at her quietly for a while, and suddenly he realized that he had not looked at her from such a close distance for many years.

She no longer had the same features as she did back then, but the innocence and boldness in her eyes and eyebrows remained unchanged. He watched her quietly for a while, then raised his hand and pressed Qin Peng's sleeping point. After Qin Peng fell asleep immediately, Qin Shuhuai carefully carried her to the bed and covered her with a blanket.

Then he looked at her quietly for a long time, then he held her hand and placed a kiss between her brows.

She didn't respond, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Peng Peng," he called her name, scanned her features, and softened his voice, "You're back."

Return to his world, return to his side.

He had let go once, but she didn't leave. There would never be a second time in this life.

He will never let go, and no one can take him away from you again.

He is no longer the Qin Shuhuai who was twenty years old and was trampled upon by anyone. This time, he is worthy of her.