"Your journey south was initially smooth; the memorials you submitted to the Emperor were written in neat and legible handwriting, detailing your observations and experiences in Jiangnan, until—"
Upon hearing this, Sheng Changfeng's brows furrowed instantly, as if he had anticipated what was about to happen, and his heart leaped into his throat.
He tried his best to control his expression, not wanting to show any weakness in front of Xi'er.
After all, he was the crown prince of a country, so he was quite adept at these disguises.
He loosened his grip on the person in his arms, afraid that he might hear something and get emotional, causing Xi'er pain.
It has to be said that when Sheng Changfeng cares about someone, he cherishes them like a precious gem.
And so, his wife nestled obediently in his arms, letting him hold her like that, completely unaware of anything.
Liu Lingxi tried hard to recall what happened in her previous life, but because it was so long ago, some details were not so easy to remember.
"Later... I don't know what happened, I only know that when I received another message about you—"
The memorial says you've caught a cold and should rest and recuperate in Suzhou. Just relax and rest.
As Liu Lingxi spoke, her mood clearly dropped, indicating that what she was about to say was not something to be happy about.
She buried her head in the prince's arms, her voice muffled and listless, like a wilted flower.
"But your illness never got better. After half a month of recuperation, it only got worse. Your handwriting on the reports became more and more illegible, and eventually you even had to have someone else write them for you—"
Your Highness…
As Liu Lingxi spoke, her voice choked with emotion, as if she had returned to that helpless moment.
As the Crown Prince's consort, everything she did depended on the Crown Prince.
Although she and the crown prince never consummated their marriage, they were always bound together by a shared destiny, rising and falling together.
Especially after the deaths of her parents, the decline of her family, and the death of the crown prince, leaving her with no one to rely on, she could not see a glimmer of hope.
Later in the palace, she could feel the coldness of the palace servants and their secretly contemptuous eyes.
A life destined to bring misfortune to one's father, mother, or even husband is considered a curse, a fate despised by all.
Even though the Empress was strict in managing the palace, dismissing the palace servants who gossiped in front of her, and even reprimanding the new servants, she was still uneasy.
She felt as if she had stepped into a cage, a cage shrouded in darkness, where not even a finger could be extended out.
For the rest of her life, she saw no light and no hope.
She lived through those days for decades; they were so bitter and unbearable.
"Your Highness... I was so scared... Later, the Emperor sent people to investigate, but they found nothing. They said that because you were weak and couldn't adapt to the new environment, a small cold took your life..."
But I don't believe it. How could I believe their nonsense? Your health has always been excellent.
Liu Lingxi recalled the helplessness she felt when she learned of the Crown Prince's death in her previous life, those dark and gloomy days...
She was trembling slightly with fear, like a frightened cat, curled up in the man's arms.
"Alright, alright, don't be afraid. I will be fine. I will always stay by your side and our child's side."
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