"It won't be okay. Even if I marry you, we won't always be okay." In the quiet night, Wei Hanzhang spoke clearly: "Now you are forced to marry someone else, so your feelings for me are even stronger. But if you marry me successfully, you may not cherish me as much."

Hearing this, Gu Yunran was silent for a long time. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse: "It's my fault. I deserve whatever you think of me."

When he learned that she was named the Crown Princess, he could understand why she cared so much about the two concubines.

It won't hurt unless the knife cuts your own body.

At the time, he thought she was making a big deal out of nothing, but he felt remorseful afterwards.

"But, since he has plotted against you, he should treat you well." Thinking of the scene on the competition stage just now, he suppressed his voice and said, "Ran Ran, can he do what you asked?"

"...I don't know." Wei Hanzhang's eyelashes trembled slightly, his chin slightly raised, and his tone was ethereal: "Gu Yunran, I am so sad now."

She seemed a little confused: "It's even sadder than when you took in two concubines."

"...I'm sorry." Gu Yunran's heart ached suddenly, and he didn't care about anything else, and continued to explain: "Please believe me, okay? I never wanted to make you sad, and I really didn't touch them."

This is actually not important anymore, but Wei Hanzhang saw his obsession and said seriously: "Okay, I believe you now, but I really couldn't help thinking about you so much at that time."

"If we get married, I will always be upset about this matter. You know, I am not a generous person, so Gu Yunran, there will be no good result if we continue."

The man doesn't have a uterine seal, so he can't prove his innocence.

Since he chose to take in two concubines without telling her, her trust in him had collapsed. How could she believe that he didn't touch them?

From the moment he took in his concubine, they were destined to have a rift, and it was extremely difficult to break the rift.

"What about him?" In the night, the young man half-crouched on the ground, his eyelashes slightly wet, his voice trembling: "What if he has someone else, what will you do?"

She was so sad, her voice was hoarse from crying, her wounds had not healed yet, and she was staying here all alone.

And that person, at this moment, is sitting on a high platform, quietly watching the beauties perform. He only needs to nod slightly, and all the beauties in the world can be in his arms.

Gu Yunran felt a sharp pain in his heart, but Wei Hanzhang shook his head gently: "What should I do? I'm not that fragile."

The husband she had been cultivating since childhood first took him as a concubine, and then was snatched away by other women without a word. Didn't she go through the same thing?

Who can't live without?

She just wondered why she was so sad.

That man was the prince. It was normal for him to summon anyone to serve him and for many ministers to offer their beloved daughters to him.

Could it be that since they met, the man had treated her differently, making her certain that he was the one for her, so when reality came, she felt so upset because the gap was too big? Wei Hanzhang couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to think about it anymore.

Her chest ached uncomfortably. She sniffed and complained a little aggrievedly, "Growing up is not fun at all. I really want to go back to being a kid."

The night wind brought the girl's delicate murmurs over, and the master and servant who came out from under the banyan tree to look for someone stopped.

Xiao Junzhan looked over there quietly.

Beside the gurgling stream, a little girl sat on a rock with her knees hugged, and a boy of similar age was squatting in front of her.

In the dim night, it is as beautiful as a painting.

Here, Gu Yunran smiled bitterly when he heard this. He also wanted to go back.

During those years in Xuzhou City, she was so free and happy. She was pampered by the elders of the Jiang family and he followed her and obeyed her every command.

She can hit anyone she wants, as long as she wants.

The girl he loved so much, the girl he had loved for so many years, was going to become someone else's wife, and because of that person, she cried until her throat was hoarse.

Wei Hanzhang tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then asked, "Did you dig out the jar of Zhuangyuanhong buried under the sycamore tree outside your study?"

"No, we agreed to wait..." He paused and didn't continue.

But Wei Hanzhang knew what he was going to say next.

They made an agreement when they buried it that they would dig it out and drink it together after they got married.

In the dim night, the young man's eyes were bright, with a hint of moisture flickering in them. Wei Hanzhang looked at him for a while, and the last lingering thought in his heart was suddenly relieved.

She inexplicably felt that if they had not met other people separately and instead actually entered into marriage, the ending might not have been as tragic as she had imagined.

It was the marriages of her sisters that made her too pessimistic about the loyalty of men in this era.

She forgot that her childhood sweetheart seemed to really love her.

"Gu Yunran, I don't blame you anymore," she patted his head like she did when they were little, and whispered, "If you have a chance to go back to Xuzhou, dig it out."

"...Okay," his voice was trembling unnaturally, he reached out and held her fingers, and said with a choked voice: "It's windy at night, let's go back to the tent."

Wei Hanzhang pulled out his fingers and slowly stood up. Hearing his voice, he said with a headache: "Don't cry."

"Aren't you crying too?" Gu Yunran said, "Don't think I can't hear you. Your voice is hoarse from crying."

"..." Wei Hanzhang choked and glared at him angrily: "Don't expose people's shortcomings, don't you know?"

Gu Yunran's eyes were complicated: "I don't remember you being so fond of crying."

"...Don't ask. If you ask, it's nothing." After chatting with him for a while, the depression in his heart disappeared. Wei Hanzhang gathered his cloak and waved at him: "I'm going back. It's really cold."

The camp was empty and windy, and she was still injured.

Her mood improved and it was inconvenient for her to stay here for long, so she turned around and left with brisk steps.

Gu Yunran looked at her back in silence, opened his mouth, wanting to call her and say something, but he didn't say anything until she walked away.

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Wei Hanzhang walked back to the tent with brisk steps, and when he opened the curtain and saw the person sitting inside, his steps paused slightly.

The depression that had been dissipating came back again, and my chest felt extremely stuffy and uncomfortable, and my face subconsciously froze.

Aren't you listening to a beautiful woman playing the piano?

Her mood changes were written on her face. The man sitting on the soft chair saw it clearly. He clenched his knuckles on the armrest, but his expression remained unchanged. He said in a light voice: "Where did you go so late at night?"

Wei Hanzhang stood there, eyes downcast, and said nothing.

All the servants standing in the tent retreated, and for a moment, they were the only two left.

She was inexplicably nervous, and then she saw a shadow appear in front of her. Xiao Junzhan had already walked up to her and reached out his hand to untie her cloak, but Wei Hanzhang took three steps back to avoid him.

(End of this chapter)