At night, the soft candlelight illuminated the entire bedroom, and the West Warm Pavilion remained as cozy as ever.
The Crown Prince spent the entire day with his Crown Princess, seeing the imperial physician examine her pulse and massaging her legs and feet, truly cherishing her like a precious gem.
What man in the world, especially one of such high status, would do the work of a lowly servant?
Sheng Changfeng did it, and not only did he do it, he persisted day after day for a long time.
This shows that the Crown Prince was definitely the apple of the Eighth Princess's eye.
The night was deep, and the vast darkness was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing his frail figure whole.
After settling the woman in, the prince sat alone by the bed, gazing at her sleeping face, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
He was now absolutely certain that Xi'er's dream was very likely a premonition, and that his own fate was not good either.
No, you could say it was awful!
What worried him most was not his own fate, but what kind of life Xi'er would lead without him.
If Xi'er hadn't been favored in the past, her death wouldn't have affected her much. At most, she would have had a harder time, but at least her life wouldn't have been in danger.
Now that Xi'er has caught the Emperor's eye, it also means that Xi'er has caught the eye of the concubines in the harem.
Xi'er was never a legitimate imperial concubine, and even if she were, she might not receive the emperor's wholehearted love and care.
If I were to die, how would Xi'er survive in this cannibalistic harem?
Sheng Changfeng's brows and eyes were tinged with deep sorrow, and his handsome face was filled with worry for his Crown Princess.
no!
He couldn't just abandon Xi'er like this!
Otherwise... I'll ask the Emperor for permission tomorrow and say I won't go.
Even if he were to be stripped of his title as crown prince, he still wouldn't go!
If that doesn't work out, then we can only make the worst-case scenario plan: leave behind a divorce agreement and entrust Xi'er to the Emperor's care.
There is no perfect solution in this world, I only hope that this way I can live up to your expectations!
Sheng Changfeng sighed deeply, then got up and wrote a handwritten letter of divorce, which he then placed in the document to be submitted the next day.
After finishing writing, looking at the letter in his hand, the light in his eyes flickered, as if it would be completely extinguished at any moment.
Sheng Changfeng took two deep breaths before turning around and walking step by step to the bed.
His gaze lingered on the woman, his large hand caressing her abdomen before moving to her face, his eyes filled with deep affection.
"Xi'er..."
After I leave, please take good care of yourself.
Sheng Changfeng stared at the woman quietly, as if he could never get enough of looking at her.
I traced her eyebrows and eyes again and again, wanting to deeply engrave her features and every line of her skin in my mind.
I hope... we can be husband and wife again in the next life.
In the next life, he will definitely meet her a little earlier, a little earlier, and protect her firmly.
Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, it was midnight.
Sheng Changfeng then lay down beside the woman, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her body, and felt a sense of satisfaction mixed with sadness.
Death did not frighten him, but separation terrified him.
The thought that they might never see each other again filled Sheng Changfeng's eyes with tears.
call--
Forget it, I don't want to think about these discouraging things anymore.
Sheng Changfeng wiped away his tears, gently lay down beside the woman, and nestled his head against her.
The two leaned against each other, their breaths mingling, the soft sounds adding a touch of warmth to the late night.
At this moment, the night is unbelievably beautiful.
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