The night before Mu Qianxun's wedding.
Gu Wan'er woke up in a cold sweat; she had just had a nightmare.
In that nightmare, everyone was a hunter, and she was the only prey.
She ran desperately until there was nowhere left to retreat, and she woke up the moment her throat was bitten off.
The curtain moved a few times.
She got up and poured herself a glass of water.
Then I saw a white plum blossom standing gracefully by the window.
Where did the white plum blossoms come from?
Someone has been here.
Her heart immediately clenched, and she became extremely anxious. After waiting for a while, nothing happened.
She took the bouquet of white plum blossoms, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside her, as if she were being remembered, yet also as if she had been forgotten.
But she couldn't find this memory about the white plum blossom in Gu Wan'er's memory, as if she had really lost something!
...
Gu Yu'er was a little nervous, not just because she was a bride, but because the sudden discovery of her husband's infidelity had deeply hurt her.
She truly didn't know how to face the Eighth Prince, such a handsome and refined man.
She felt unworthy.
only……
If she doesn't marry him, the Eighth Prince will be in an even worse situation. First, he will be rejected, and then he will refuse to marry her. His reputation will be damaged, which is completely unfair. The Yong'an Prince's Mansion will also be disgraced as a result.
She sat on the bed, staring blankly, her eyes filled with blood, but her heart was bleeding.
"what's on your mind?"
"eight……"
"Shh!"
"Yu'er greets the Eighth Prince." Gu Yu'er suppressed the bitterness in her heart and bowed softly.
Mu Qianxun looked at her and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"
“I…” A sour feeling, a sour feeling, like a fishbone stuck in her throat, how could she possibly say it?
"It's me!"
"Um?"
"It was me that night!"
"Your Highness!" Gu Yu'er's heart clenched.
“I saw someone enter your room, and I guess you were drugged. Later, I followed them in. That night you were innocent, and the person in the room with you was me.”
Gu Yu'er burst into tears, overwhelmed with the joy and shock of finally being relieved of her grievances.
"Thank you for protecting me, Your Highness, but..." Why did you marry me later? I thought to myself, but I couldn't bring myself to say it.
“That day, I saw your skin, so I should take responsibility for you.” Mu Qianxun seemed to know what she was thinking and explained the whole story word by word.
"It is Yu'er who has married above her station to the prince."
Mu Qianxun did not answer. After a while, she took out a bunch of red plum blossoms from her bosom.
"I'm giving you this red plum blossom, and you...don't you ask who it's from?"
Gu Yu'er fell silent.
"It must be someone from the manor." It must be someone the Eighth Prince knows well. Who else in the manor could be someone the Eighth Prince would keep quiet about?
Gu Wan'er!
"You... are very different."
"When you're in a lower position, you have to think more."
"I promised my mother that I would only marry one wife in this life, so you can rest assured."
Consort Lian?
Gu Wan'er was stunned for a moment before speaking.
"Thank you, Your Highness. We respectfully see you off!"
Mu Qianxun is gone.
White plum blossoms bid farewell to the past, red plum blossoms usher in the future; from now on, life will be prosperous and full of splendor.
...
The next day.
Gu Yu'er got married.
This time, she was willing and had no lingering resentment.
Gu Wan'er watched her leave, feeling grateful that she had escaped a calamity and also grateful for Gu Yu'er's good fortune. The little bit of guilt she had felt earlier vanished.
only……
She needed to hurry; the time she could gain from Gu Yu'er's marriage was limited...
Three days later.
Gu Yu'er returned to her parents' home.
Mu Qianxun personally accompanied her.
The whole family gathered together, creating a lively and joyous atmosphere.
Looking at Gu Wan'er, who stood out as exceptionally aloof and cold in the crowd, Mu Qianxun finally let go.
It wasn't her after all.
His Wan'er would never refuse the marriage, much less make the absurd attempt to meet the emperor and make a name for herself.
She was a truly gentle and amiable woman.
As I walked along the corridor, the lingering fragrance of half-fallen plum blossoms faded away.
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