The room was simple.
This is naturally a humble expression.
In particular, Ziyuan had already made plans, so when Huarong returned to Qingshui Pavilion, she found that it had been completely renovated.
Hua Rong said, "Your Highness, you really know how to enjoy yourself."
The current Qingshui Pavilion is worlds apart from what it used to be.
What's remarkable is that this place remains quiet despite having so many luxury items.
Hua Rong could even see that the green bamboo in the courtyard was no different from before.
Ziyuan smiled: "That's what I want to make you feel comfortable."
Hua Rongbingbu's unexpected self-proclaimed title.
He never acted like a crown prince in front of her.
Hua Rong didn't speak, nor did she go into the room.
The thought of how drastically the room has changed annoyed her.
She sat down in the bamboo grove in the courtyard, and Ziyuan sat opposite her.
Qingkong dutifully served them tea.
The two sat facing each other, remaining silent for a long time.
A gentle breeze rustled through the green bamboo, filling the air with the fragrance of bamboo leaves.
"Your Highness, is there anything important that brings you here this time?"
Ziyuan put down his teacup and looked at Huarong tenderly: "I've come to see you."
Hua Rong chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Your Highness, please don't joke. How could His Majesty possibly send you to find me? Of course, I don't want Your Highness to come either, because that would put my lowly life, which I've managed to save with such difficulty, in danger!"
Upon hearing Hua Rong's words, Zi Yuan's face showed sadness.
"Shimizu, you know I didn't want this to happen."
Hua Rong lowered her eyes, stroking the teacup, looking as if she were sad.
But her voice was unusually calm.
"I said on the day I left Tiandu that I didn't blame His Highness the Crown Prince. If anyone is to blame, it's my bad luck."
Indeed, he had bad luck.
He is clearly a descendant of the most noble person in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
In the end, it all crumbled into mud.
The cruelest part is that she eventually fell in love with her own brother.
If it were just unrequited love, perhaps it wouldn't be so heartbreaking.
They love each other, but they can never be together.
Perhaps it was for this reason that Ning Zixuan believed her so easily.
That statement itself wasn't entirely a lie.
The highest level of lying is always nine parts truth and one part falsehood.
Ziyuan covered his face, as if trying to calm himself down.
However, in Hua Rong's view, he was much more insightful than the original owner of this body.
"I will always find a way so that you and I can appear in front of the world openly and honestly."
Ziyuan raised his head, his eyes regaining their calm.
Hua Rong looked at him, resting her chin on her hand, and thought, "Such a man is indeed very charming."
He is strategic, has a good background, is ambitious, domineering, and devoted...
In the original story, Zhao Xuan married quite a few women in order to achieve his goal.
However, the person in front of me used everyone in the world, but did not use the original owner of this body, nor did he use himself.
Such a man's luck couldn't beat that of the male and female leads combined.
However, even if the male and female leads were taken individually, they wouldn't be able to defeat him.
A born king.
Hua Rong felt that Ning Zixuan would not be able to resist such a person if he really wanted to.
“Your Highness, even if you possess the entire world, you cannot do this. You will be disgraced because of me.”
"I don't care."
Ziyuan stood up, walked to Huarong's side, and then squatted down.
A gentle breeze ruffled a strand of hair at his temple, but it couldn't conceal the unique tenderness in his eyes.
Hua Rong reached out and gently tucked his hair behind his ear.
"Ziyuan—"
Ziyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard those two words.
He said softly, "This is the first time you've called me that since we met today."
Ziyuan.
When they were most in love, she would always call him that softly.
That was truly the best time of my life.
Hua Rong lowered her head, her forehead touching his: "Ziyuan, you know I won't let you get into that situation."
Ziyuan held Huarong's hand, closed his eyes, and savored the familiar yet unfamiliar tenderness.
Before I met you, I always thought that imperial power was the ultimate goal I was pursuing. But later I realized that it wasn't. Shimizu... no, Rongrong, I can give up anything, but I can't give up you.
Hua Rong stepped back, looking at the man who was making the promise in a calm tone with a complicated expression.
She knew he was telling the truth.
Because that's what he did in the original story.
Later, Emperor Zhou wanted Ziyuan to get married.
Ziyuan refused, so Emperor Zhou threatened him with the life of the original owner.
Then, Ziyuan murdered his father.
In order to protect her, they sent her to a temple.
He did not see her until he had the power to ensure her safety.
To keep her alive, he kept his death a secret his entire life.
Although Hua Rong knew that life in the temple was not pleasant.
However, this was the peaceful haven he had created for her.
Even after the male and female protagonists finally ruled the world, they could not disturb her peace.
Hua Rong stroked his face: "Ziyuan, don't do anything for me. This time, do whatever you want."
Hua Rong stood up and walked into the house.
She suddenly realized that she didn't need to do anything about the struggle between Ning Zixuan and Ziyuan.
Perhaps the most successful aspect of this novel's world is the creation of many remarkable supporting characters.
These supporting characters are more charming than the male lead.
Ultimately, the existence of this novel's world is largely due to the presence of these male supporting characters.
In the days that followed, Hua Rong stopped interfering in the relationship between Ning Zixuan and Ziyuan.
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