The carriage slowly came to a stop in front of the princess's residence.
The servants of the princess's residence had been informed in advance that Jiang Fei was returning home today, and had already prepared dinner, waiting respectfully at the entrance of the residence.
Jiang Fei walked into the mansion, looking at the familiar pavilions, terraces, grass, trees, bricks, and tiles. Her eyebrows lifted slightly; she had finally returned.
"Princess!" Green Bamboo's voice came, "You've finally returned."
Jiang Fei looked in the direction of the voice, remembering that she was still suffering from amnesia, and smiled at the unfamiliar voice: "You are..."
Green Bamboo also realized what the person had told her, her eyes slightly red: "My name is Green Bamboo, and I have always served by your side."
Jiang Fei's expression remained blank.
Green Bamboo hurriedly added, "Dinner has been prepared in the main hall. Please go and have some; it's all your favorite dishes."
She hadn't eaten much in the palace, and now that Green Bamboo had reminded her, she was actually quite hungry.
Jiang Fei nodded: "Okay."
Green Bamboo rushed forward to help her up, but her nose stung with tears as she held her hand. She thought to herself, "The princess has been gone for a while, and she's come back... even thinner."
The dinner was indeed very lavish. Jiang Fei could tell at a glance that it was her favorite dish. However, it was not the dish that Pei Qing had requested at the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
Jiang Fei held the bamboo chopsticks but didn't eat a single bite.
"Princess, is it not to your liking?" Green Bamboo asked in a low voice from the side.
Jiang Fei pursed her lips: "These... are my favorite foods?"
Green Bamboo nodded: "Yes, you've loved the Buddha's Hand Golden Roll since you were little. The Emperor specially transferred the imperial chef who makes this dish to the Princess's residence. And the Eight Treasure Duck, you once ate half of it in one go, and the Emperor gave you a good scolding..."
Jiang Fei looked at the table full of dishes, her eyes brightening slightly, and finally put down her bowl and chopsticks.
"Princess?" Green Bamboo asked, puzzled. "If you don't like it, have the royal chef make it again..."
“No need,” Jiang Fei smiled and slowly stood up. “Where is the kitchen?”
Green Bamboo froze, then quickly pointed to her right: "It's at the end of that long corridor, Princess, you want to..."
Jiang Fei got up and headed towards the kitchen: "It's so late, let the imperial chefs rest. I'll just make something to eat myself."
Before Green Bamboo could react, she had already gotten up and walked out of the main hall.
The kitchen remained the same as always.
Jiang Fei squinted and looked around. Just now in the main hall, she heard the system remind her that Lu Zhi had appeared.
The firewood on the ground was neatly arranged. Jiang Fei pondered for a moment, then sat down in front of the stove, picked up the tinderbox, and prepared to start a fire.
The firewood was mostly coarse wood, so it was naturally not easy to light. After burning it for a while, apart from wisps of smoke, there wasn't a single flame.
Jiang Fei was not in a hurry and continued to light the firewood persistently.
Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps, as fast as the wind, came from outside the door.
Jiang Fei lowered her eyes slightly, pretending not to hear.
Before long, Lu Zhi, dressed in black, appeared at the door, his face pale, his eyes panicked, and he stared blankly at the woman behind the stove.
She's back.
I had just returned to the manor when I heard the servants say this.
I haven't seen her since we parted ways at the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
She was the source of light in my childhood, and she was also my salvation in my darkest times.
When he learned everything, she felt nothing but unfamiliarity towards him.
Pei Qing guarded the Imperial Preceptor's residence tightly, with countless skilled guards lying in ambush around the mansion, while Jiang Fei... rarely left the mansion.
In the past few months, he has traveled to many places in search of the Blood Silk Gu, but apart from the Western Region Hermit who appeared in the Great Wei Dynasty, no one else knows about the Blood Silk Gu.
The last bowl of wine had already been given to Jiang Rongrong...
He returned to the capital, and most of the time, he would sit on the top floor of an ancient pagoda, staring blankly in the direction of the Imperial Preceptor's residence, thinking about how she used to boss him around yet was also soft-hearted, and about the time they spent together in the kitchen lighting fires and tasting dishes...
I had imagined countless times what it would be like to see her again, but I never thought... it would be on such an ordinary night.
Now that I've actually seen it, I feel disoriented.
It seems... something's different now.
She sat quietly in front of the dark stove, wearing a white cloud-patterned dress, her long black hair hanging down behind her ears like silk, as if shrouded in a layer of light mist.
Unlike the once flamboyant and unrestrained Princess Changning, she instead... carried a sense of unsettling familiarity, as if she had been seen somewhere before.
"Guard Lu, what are you doing here?" Green Bamboo's voice came from behind.
Jiang Fei straightened up and looked towards the door, puzzled.
Lu Zhi froze, his limbs stiff as he met her gaze.
Jiang Fei looked at him, frowned slightly, and then smiled, "I remember you."
Lu Zhi unconsciously held his breath.
"Didn't we meet before at the Imperial Preceptor's residence?" Jiang Fei continued.
The light in Lu Zhi's eyes gradually dimmed. He stared intently at her, at her familiar, bright eyes, yet they held a deep sense of unfamiliarity towards him.
"That's not how you start a fire," he finally said in a low, hoarse voice.
"Huh?" Jiang Fei looked over, puzzled, and frowned helplessly, complaining, "I can never start a fire properly..."
Lu Zhi felt a bitter taste in his throat and stepped forward, saying, "I'll do it."
"No need, it's no trouble at all..."
“Princess is never a problem for me,” Lu Zhi interrupted her.
After saying that, he took the firewood from her hand, sat down to the side, picked up the tinderbox, and moved with the practiced ease as if he had done it a thousand times.
Jiang Fei stared blankly at his movements for a long time before saying, "Did you used to sit here often?"
Lu Zhi's hand holding the firewood trembled, and he abruptly turned to look at her.
Jiang Fei's face paled, and her eyes showed some panic, as if she was surprised by her own words. She forced a smile and said, "I just thought... you were very skilled at starting a fire."
As she spoke, she quickly stood up: "I'll go chop the vegetables."
There were plenty of fruits and vegetables nearby. With her back to Lu Zhi, Jiang Fei picked up a water chestnut and quietly began to chop it.
Lu Zhi stared intently at her retreating figure, as if he had returned to the past.
But... she became increasingly thin, so thin it was heartbreaking.
“Qu Xiuxiu and Cui Ning finally got together,” Lu Zhi suddenly whispered.
Jiang Fei turned around in confusion: "Hmm?"
Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Lu Zhi gripped the firewood even tighter, his eyes reddening.
Qu Xiuxiu and Cui Ning.
He once read her stories about characters from novels, but she didn't remember them.
He was one of the murderers who made her forget her past.
Jiang Fei glanced at the messy goodwill rating above his head, sneered inwardly, looked away, and continued slicing the water chestnuts in her hand. She then picked up the ginger and sliced it into thin slices.
The pungent aroma of ginger filled the kitchen.
Lu Zhi smelled the pungent odor and slowly raised his head.
Jiang Fei doesn't like ginger; in the past, she couldn't even stand the smell. But now, she calmly picked up a piece of ginger and started cutting it.
She also disliked the water chestnuts growing nearby.
Jiang Fei heated the oil as usual, and then put the water chestnuts and ginger into the pot.
Lu Zhi stared blankly at the food in the pot, then glanced at Jiang Fei's white clothes, and his heart sank inexplicably.
That day at the villa, he had seen Pei Qing disguise her as Jiang Rongrong...
“Princess.” Lu Zhi suddenly called out.
Jiang Fei looked at him.
Lu Zhi opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. His guess was too absurd, so absurd that it was unbelievable.
Seeing that he remained silent, Jiang Fei smiled, then ladled the food into a bowl and returned to the main hall.
Lu Zhi stared at her back and followed her as if possessed.
Jiang Fei ate his food without changing his expression. Even though he used to hate ginger, he didn't feel anything unusual after eating it.
Lu Zhi stared blankly.
Amnesia... Can it really change a person's preferences?
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Fei glanced at him.
Lu Zhi's throat tightened slightly: "Does the princess like to eat water bamboo shoots and ginger?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Fei glanced at the food on the table and asked in confusion, "Didn't I used to like eating these?"
Lu Zhi's fingers trembled, and he could no longer speak.
After some time, Green Bamboo trotted in from outside and said, "Princess, your favorite orchid in the backyard has bloomed. Shall I go and cut a branch for you to put in a vase?"
Jiang Fei paused, looked up blankly at the green bamboo, and after a while said, "Orchid?"
"Yes, it was moved out of the palace back then."
Jiang Fei paused for a moment, then asked hesitantly, "...Isn't it a peach tree?"
The green bamboo was puzzled.
Lu Zhi felt his body stiffen as he listened, a chill creeping down his back.
Jiang Fei loves orchids.
The person who loves peach blossoms is Jiang Rongrong.
He vaguely remembered that Jiang Rongrong loved to eat ginger because she was cold-sensitive.
He even finally remembered where the strange sense of familiarity he felt when he first saw Jiang Fei in the kitchen came from.
The Jiang Fei standing before me looks exactly like... Jiang Rongrong in every way!
It's just a coincidence.
He desperately tried to convince himself, but when Jiang Fei returned to the backyard and he heard her say, "Why are there only red clothes in the wardrobe? I... don't like them, change them all to white," Lu Zhi's body was completely frozen.
Jiang Rongrong loves to wear white.
Jiang Fei has been staying in the Imperial Preceptor's residence these days and rarely goes out.
Jiang Feiru seemed like a completely different person, and even said that she used to like these things.
She was dressed in white and eating food she would never have liked before...
Countless chaotic thoughts filled his consciousness. Lu Zhi felt as if a string in his mind was constantly taut, taut...
Two maids brushed past him, whispering, "Why does the princess seem like a completely different person since she came back?"
"You wouldn't know this," the other person laughed, "I heard that the Emperor is going to bestow a marriage upon the princess and the Imperial Preceptor Pei, so the princess has naturally changed for the sake of the Imperial Preceptor Pei!"
"Slap."
Lu Zhi felt as if the string in his mind had snapped completely.
My whole body was ice cold, and my fingers began to tremble uncontrollably.
Are Jiang Fei and Pei Qing getting married?
But Pei Qing has molded her into this personality, which is completely different from before. What Pei Qing likes is not her at all!
What if Pei Qing, like Chu Mo, is just using her?
He couldn't just stand by and watch her get hurt anymore.
For a moment, Lu Zhi didn't know whether he felt jealousy or fear. He turned around and quickly walked towards the most luxurious courtyard.
"It's you?" Jiang Fei opened the door, looking at Lu Zhi in surprise. "Is there something you need?"
Lu Zhi clenched his fists tightly, his voice hoarse and unpleasant: "The princess is going to marry... Imperial Preceptor Pei?"
Jiang Fei was taken aback, then smiled shyly: "You've heard about it too?"
Looking at her expression, Lu Zhi glanced down at her white dress, his heart sank, feeling both bitter and aching. His throat felt like it was filled with razor blades, and he couldn't speak.
Jiang Fei waited for a while, then hesitated and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll rest now."
After saying that, she was about to close the door.
But someone grabbed her wrist.
Jiang Fei was startled.
Lu Zhi's hands were icy cold from standing in the night for too long, and his eyes looked like they were about to bleed. After a long while, he said with difficulty, "Don't marry me."
"Huh?" Jiang Fei asked, puzzled. "You look terrible. Should we go back first..."
“Don’t marry him,” Lu Zhi interrupted her, his voice low and mournful, “Don’t marry Pei Qing.”
Jiang Fei frowned: "My marriage is my own decision..." As she spoke, she tried to break free from his hand.
“The princess is Princess Changning, who used to parade through the streets on horseback!” Lu Zhi looked at her with sorrow. “In the past, the princess was dressed in fine clothes and rode a spirited horse. She was flamboyant and beautiful, and no one in the capital could match her.”
Jiang Fei's struggling movements gradually subsided.
Lu Zhi said in a hoarse voice, "You don't like wearing white clothes, you prefer red clothes."
"You like orchids, but not peach blossoms."
"You hate the taste of ginger and don't like eating water bamboo shoots."
"..."
Jiang Fei listened blankly to his words: "What nonsense are you talking about, Pei Qing said..."
“He’s lying to you,” Lu Zhi gazed into her eyes, “The one who likes those things is Jiang Rongrong.”
A loud "slap" suddenly rang out.
Lu Zhi turned his face to the side, but he remained standing there, motionless.
Jiang Fei stared in surprise at her hand, then at his cheek: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I..."
Lu Zhi only looked at her, his back gradually hunching over, his eyes pleading: "Don't marry him."
"Please."
Jiang Fei abruptly pulled her hand away, took a step back, and stared at him, her face pale, without saying a word.
"The wound on your chest has healed," Lu Zhi said softly, his voice filled with caution. He reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the words on the front: "Your subordinate will always be the princess's man."
Jiang Fei looked at the character "Jiang" in front of him. Even though it had healed, the wound that had once crossed that character still left a scar.
She paused, then said, "It left a scar..."
"If the princess is not satisfied, it can be carved a thousand times, ten thousand times more..."
Before Lu Zhi could finish speaking, Jiang Fei reached out and gently stroked his chest.
Her hands were so soft, so soft that... his heart trembled.
But soon, Lu Zhi realized something and suddenly looked down.
What she was touching was not the "ginger," but the "slave," whose flesh could not be completely removed even by cutting away flesh.
“From now on, there will only be ‘Jiang’, no more ‘slave’,” Jiang Fei whispered.
Lu Zhi suddenly looked up, staring at her in disbelief.
She remembers!
Jiang Fei suddenly snapped back to her senses, her face pale and her eyes filled with confusion. The next moment, she met Lu Zhi's gaze and hurriedly took half a step back, slamming the door shut with a "bang".
Lu Zhi's favorability rating: 100.
Hearing the incredibly pleasant system voice, Jiang Fei's sorrow and confusion vanished instantly. She smiled and got up to go into the bedroom.
She was right that she prefers obedient people!
Thinking of the most disobedient one, Jiang Fei frowned.
In the original storyline, Jiang Rongrong told Chu Mo that she wanted to spend one last day with Pei Qing, and then she willingly went back to Da Wei with him.
Chu Mo agreed.
That night, Pei Qing used the disguised original owner of the body to replace Jiang Rongrong and gave her to Chu Mo.
Although the plot has changed somewhat, there is still no news about Pei Qing; he is probably still with Jiang Rongrong.
Jiang Fei lowered her eyes. Just then, Lu Zhi delivered those words, so it was only natural for her to go to the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fei got up and went out the door.
...
The Imperial Preceptor's Residence, Pavilion.
Pei Qing sat on the stone bench, looking at the woman in white standing under the peach tree not far away, her expression somewhat dazed.
That was Jiang Rongrong, but he had just mistaken her for Jiang Fei.
After leaving the palace, Jiang Rongrong nearly fainted. He couldn't bear to stand by and do nothing, so he took her back to his residence first.
"Sir, the midnight snack is ready." The servant respectfully stepped forward, placed the food on the tray on the stone table, and turned to leave.
Hearing the noise, Jiang Rongrong turned around: "This peach tree is still growing so well," she said as she walked towards the pavilion. "I remember last year, the peach blossoms were also in full bloom..."
Pei Qing paused slightly, but remained silent.
Jiang Rongrong walked to the pavilion and saw the food on the stone table. Her expression froze slightly, and then she looked at Pei Qing with delight.
Noticing her gaze, Pei Qing looked up in confusion, then followed her gaze and looked down, and was also taken aback when she saw the food on the stone table.
"Do you still remember what I like to eat?" Jiang Rongrong said as if nothing had happened, picking up her chopsticks and taking a few bites.
Pei Qing watched her movements and inexplicably thought of the slight furrowing of Jiang Fei's brows as she ate the food.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.
"Aqing?" Jiang Rongrong called out cautiously, looking at his dazed expression.
Pei Qing snapped back to reality, the smile on her face gradually fading. After a pause, she finally spoke: "Rongrong, these past few days..."
“I know that choosing to leave with Chu Mo hurt you,” Jiang Rongrong quickly interrupted him, “I promise I won’t do it again, okay?”
Pei Qing paused, looked at Jiang Rongrong's eager gaze, and sighed with his head down: "You were also in the palace just now, and you also heard what the Emperor said."
Jiang Rongrong's fingers trembled, she bit her lower lip, then picked up a piece of water bamboo and swallowed it: "This water bamboo is still so delicious."
"I cannot disobey His Majesty's command; I have already agreed..."
"This wine is also my usual peach blossom wine," Jiang Rongrong said, lowering her head and changing the subject.
"Chu Mo will be returning to Great Wei soon. You and Chu Mo..."
"Nothing happened between Chu Mo and me!" Jiang Rongrong suddenly raised her voice, and when she looked up, her eyes were already filled with tears. "Aqing, the only reason I left with him was to find the Blood Silk Gu."
Pei Qing pondered for a moment: "You have absolutely no feelings for Chu Mo?"
Jiang Rongrong paused for a moment, looking into his eyes: "He treated me very well, and I am very grateful to him. But, Aqing, there is only one reason for me to return to Great Yan. Don't you really know that?"
Pei Qing looked at the woman before him; she was, after all, someone who had once been by his side: "I have already accepted my engagement with Jiang Fei..."
"Do you like her?" Jiang Rongrong stood up, her voice choked with sobs. "You and she were betrothed since childhood, but she broke off your engagement to marry Chu Mo. Why can she start over? Why did everything change when I came back after only a few months away?"
Pei Qing paused, remaining silent.
"Ah Qing, you like me, don't you?" Jiang Rongrong walked up to Pei Qing. "If you didn't like me, would you have let Jiang Fei wear my favorite white dress?"
"If you don't like me, will you always remember my favorite food?"
"If you don't like me, why don't you cut down my favorite peach tree?"
"Rongrong!" Pei Qing's voice suddenly turned low.
Jiang Rongrong's face paled slightly, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes, but she laughed out loud: "Aqing, do you really think I can't see it? The current Jiang Fei is no longer the Princess Changning she used to be."
"You've turned her into my shadow, why don't you just take me?"
Pei Qing's fingers trembled uncontrollably. He clenched his fist tightly, trying to control the rare anger in his heart.
“Ah Qing,” Jiang Rongrong reacted, gently placing her hand on his, “Ah Qing, Jiang Fei was used after marrying Chu Mo, but even though she knew the truth when Chu Mo left the capital, she still wanted to leave with him. She has only lost her memory now; she will regain it eventually. If you are worried, I can help her with you…”
Pei Qing froze, his anger freezing in an instant.
He never imagined what would happen after Jiang Fei regained her memories...
“Ah Qing…” Jiang Rongrong murmured, gently embracing him.
With a "crack," a dry branch snapped.
Pei Qing suddenly snapped back to reality, pushed Jiang Rongrong away, turned her head to look, and then froze, feeling as if all the blood in her body had frozen.
Jiang Fei stood behind the peach trees, dressed in white, her figure slender.
She had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, her face pale, the light in her eyes now replaced by darkness, staring at him lifelessly.
"So, all you wanted was her..." she murmured softly.
“Jiang Fei…” Pei Qing was about to speak.
Jiang Fei suddenly turned around and ran frantically toward the mansion gate. She almost fell to the ground several times, staggered heavily, and barely managed to steady herself, her steps becoming increasingly chaotic.
As she walked out of the Imperial Preceptor's residence and down the steps, her legs suddenly gave way, and she fell forward uncontrollably.
A large hand supported her, and Lu Zhi looked at her with red eyes: "Princess."
He knew that her nature wouldn't change, and that she would find the answer herself.
"Take me away from here, don't stay here..." Jiang Fei gripped his hand tightly, her face ashen, repeatedly murmuring, "Take me away..."
Lu Zhifei glanced quickly at the mansion gate, then put his arm around Jiang Fei's waist and flew towards the princess's residence.
"Don't go back to the princess's residence..." Jiang Fei clutched his collar, "Don't go back..."
Lu Zhi paused for a moment, then changed direction.
A moment later, they arrived at a simple courtyard. Lu Zhisong let go of his hand, and Jiang Fei almost immediately froze and released him.
Lu Zhi looked at her with concern. She hadn't said a word the whole way, only staring with her dark, lifeless eyes.
“This is a small courtyard I set up; no one knows about it,” Lu Zhi said in a hoarse voice.
Jiang Fei simply walked steadily toward the room.
“Princess…” Lu Zhi blurted out.
Jiang Fei turned around blankly, her eyes empty.
Lu Zhi felt a pang of pain in his heart: "I'm sorry."
Jiang Fei remained completely calm, simply staring at him for a long time before whispering, "So, you were right..."
Lu Zhi's body trembled.
“Pei Qing erased all my former personality for Jiang Rongrong,” Jiang Fei murmured lifelessly. “Jiang Rongrong said that I was once betrothed to Chu Mo, but Chu Mo used me…”
"And what about you?" Jiang Fei looked at him. "You said you're my guard, so why do you know so much about Jiang Rongrong's preferences?"
Do you like Jiang Rongrong too?
Lu Zhi was heartbroken.
He had placed his hopes for life on Jiang Rongrong, but he had mistaken her for someone else.
"I understand..." Jiang Fei murmured, turning to go back to her room.
“Jiang Fei,” Lu Zhi suddenly spoke.
Jiang Fei did not stop walking.
"I love you."
Jiang Fei paused slightly, but quickly regained her composure and walked into the room.
Lu Zhi stared at her retreating figure, then finally followed her and sat down on the ground in front of her door.
She's all he has left.
He would risk his life to protect her.
However, it lasted for three whole days.
She stayed in the room for three whole days.
He didn't say a word, just curled up in the corner of the bed in the inner room, his face pale.
The meals delivered each day could only be left in the outer room, and she rarely touched them.
By the fourth day, the whole city was buzzing with the news that today was the day His Majesty would welcome the envoy from the Great Wei.
It was also the day the Emperor bestowed a marriage upon Jiang Fei and Pei Qing.
Lu Zhi was still waiting at the door, his lips were already dry and cracked with bloodstains, but he still stubbornly waited.
With a creak, the wooden door behind them was slowly opened.
Lu Zhi was momentarily dazed, then suddenly realized what was happening, quickly stood up, and froze before he could utter the word "princess."
In the dimly lit room, the woman's once black hair turned snow-white, contrasting with her pale skin and snow-white undergarment, making her appear as if she were dressed entirely in white, which was quite striking.
Unlike the deathly silence of three days ago, her expression was calm, undisturbed, and devoid of any vitality.
"What?" Jiang Fei looked at him and asked quietly.
Lu Zhi opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word like a mute, his eyes red-rimmed.
Jiang Fei turned her head and looked around, seemingly noticing something, then looked down.
Her expression showed no surprise; she simply stared intently at the white hair falling in front of her, and after a long while, she looked at Lu Zhi and asked, "Could you help me find a piece of red gauze?"
Lu Zhi nodded with difficulty.
Jiang Fei then said, "Could you please go to the princess's residence and fetch my palace clothes for me?"
Lu Zhi's body stiffened: "Princess..."
Will she still marry Pei Qing?
"I'll go by myself." Jiang Fei walked past him and was about to leave.
Lu Zhi stopped her: "I'll help you."
Jiang Fei watched his figure disappear over the courtyard wall, then turned back into the house, picked up the bronze mirror, and looked at the white-haired woman in the mirror.
Then she frowned: "Seeing his expression just now, I thought I looked ugly," she examined herself carefully, "but I think I look even better now."
【system:……】
...
The palace banquet began shortly after 7 PM.
Upon closer examination, today's gathering was a rare occurrence between the rulers of the Yan and Wei dynasties, hence the grand scale of the event.
Civil and military officials, fine wines and delicacies on jade platters.
The bustling city was like a dream, filled with laughter and the sounds of music.
Except for... the Imperial Preceptor Pei, seated on either side of the dragon throne, and the Regent of Great Wei.
The once ethereal and otherworldly Imperial Preceptor Pei appeared disheveled and exhausted today, his eyes bloodshot and his face grim.
The regent of the Great Wei, whose appearance was stunning, had a tense expression and an icy aura.
Jiang Fei did not come.
Her seat was empty.
Pei Qing glanced at that spot countless times; he had been frantically searching for her these past few days.
That night, when he saw her standing behind the peach tree, he felt an unprecedented sense of fear and dread.
He can't let her go.
Not the Jiang Fei whose personality had been smoothed out by him and who was just like Jiang Rongrong, but the original, real Jiang Fei.
That bright and unrestrained girl.
Whether she resents him or hates him, after they get married, he will only be good to her and spend his whole life making up for it.
He has his own methods to deal with the Cold Flower Poison...
On the other side.
A guard quietly approached Chu Mo from behind, leaned down and whispered, "Your Highness, our men are already in ambush, waiting for your signal to smash the cup."
Chu Mo lowered his eyes slightly, his grip on the wine glass tightened slightly, and he only responded with a soft "Mm".
The guards quietly withdrew.
Chu Mo glanced at Jiang Fei's seat.
He was never a kind person.
He and Jiang Fei had never divorced, so they were still husband and wife. If the emperor dared to bestow a marriage upon Jiang Fei and Pei Qing today, he would spare no effort to take Jiang Fei away.
But even as the palace banquet was nearly halfway through, Jiang Fei still hadn't arrived.
The group kept looking towards the doorway.
I don't know how long it's been.
"Princess Changning has arrived—" the eunuch's voice suddenly rang out.
The hall was silent for a moment, then everyone looked at the newcomer, their expressions varying.
Today, Jiang Fei wore a magnificent red gown with a flowing skirt, exuding unparalleled nobility.
However, a red veil was wrapped around her head, completely covering her long hair and leaving only her bright and flamboyant features visible.
Pei Qing stood up almost immediately, looking at her eyebrows and eyes, which were bloodshot.
Today, with the marriage decreed, she has finally appeared.
He misses her.
The thought of it makes my heart ache constantly.
He wanted to tell her that from now on, there would be no one else.
"Greetings, Father Emperor." Jiang Fei slowly knelt down.
"Get up," the emperor said, sitting on the dragon throne, his face pale but his voice not angry. "Feifei is late today."
Jiang Fei stood up, lowered her eyes, and remained silent.
"Now that you're here, let's announce today's important matters all at once," the emperor said, covering his mouth and coughing, his expression changing slightly.
Chu Mo looked at the woman standing in the middle, toying with her wine cup, waiting for the emperor to finish speaking before the cup fell to the ground.
Pei Qing stared intently at Jiang Fei, her hands unconsciously clenching tightly.
The emperor quickly regained his composure: "Today, I will grant you and Pei..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a female voice:
"My daughter wishes to marry Chu Mo; I beg Father to grant her wish."
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