When Pei Wenxuan thought about the moment he swore, he felt a little disturbed.

In fact, he never thought until his death that Li Rong would actually attack him for the throne. Because he never thought about it, he was not prepared at all on the way back to the princess's mansion. When he died, he was extremely unwilling and wanted to drag this woman to be buried with him no matter what.

They both chose to be allies in their previous life, but the truth is, there are no allies in this world who can share the same interests for a lifetime.

They died at the hands of each other, and now they can choose again. Pei Wenxuan looked at Li Rong in front of him. After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said calmly: "You shouldn't marry me."

As he spoke, he knelt down in front of Li Rong and said respectfully, "These are all I can give to Your Highness, but Your Highness should not have only these in life."

Li Rong was not surprised to hear this. She smiled lightly and said calmly, "I also know that you can't give me what I want. But I am a little distressed now. If I don't marry Mr. Pei, who should I marry?"

Pei Wenxuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he thought that this would be his last plan for her.

After thinking for a moment, he replied with a name: "Lu Yu."

This was similar to Li Rong's idea, and Li Rong couldn't help but become interested: "Tell me about it."

"The princess's current situation is not easy because the emperor is suspicious of her. In fact, as long as the prince succeeds to the throne, the princess will have a worry-free future, so the most important thing at the moment is to protect the prince. Among the three men, Ningguo Hou, Yang Jia, and Cui Yulang, Cui Yulang comes from a poor family and is useless. Marrying him is the most useless. In addition, he has a dissolute personality and loves to write poetry. There are handles everywhere. The princess is afraid that marrying him will cause trouble for the prince."

Li Rong twirled her folding fan and responded, "Yeah."

"The Yang family is too powerful, and Yang Quan has a sharp temper. Your Majesty wants the princess to marry into the Yang family because he has set his sights on the Yang family. If Yang Quan marries the princess, His Majesty will probably take action soon, and the princess will be implicated, and the prince will be easily dragged into it. Yang Quan is a person that cannot be married."

"Indeed," Li Rong's eyes turned cold, "He is too ambitious."

"As for Prince Ning, although the Ningguo Marquis's Mansion is not a prestigious family, the Ningguo Marquis was your majesty's study partner in those days and once protected your majesty from danger. Your majesty is a man of friendship. Although you don't think of the Ningguo Marquis often now, there is still some brotherhood between them. This is a good thing for the princess. The Ningguo Marquis is a stable person, and Prince Ning is stupid and hardly goes out. It may not be a good thing for the marriage, but he will definitely not hinder the prince. The most important thing is," Pei Wenxuan looked up at her and reminded her, "Prince Ning is not in good health."

Lu Yu in the previous life died of illness in the winter three years later.

Li Rong understood Pei Wenxuan's meaning. She tapped the small table with her fan and said, "You mean, he is in poor health and is a fool. I marry him, and when he dies and my brother ascends the throne, I can marry again?"

"yes."

Pei Wenxuan said calmly: "In this way, His Majesty can relax his vigilance now and let Your Highness avoid his sharp edge. In the future, with Your Highness's status, it will not be difficult for you to remarry."

Li Rong nodded. She actually thought so too, but Pei Wenxuan's words made her feel relieved. However, she didn't expect Pei Wenxuan to say these words. She couldn't help but laugh, looking up at Pei Wenxuan, and asked curiously, "Then I don't marry you. I have a way out. What will you do?"

Pei Wenxuan picked up the tea beside him and took a sip. "It would be best if Princess could help. If you are not willing to help, Pei has his own way to go."

As he spoke, he nodded gently: "Your Highness, don't worry too much about me."

The way he nodded, as if he wanted to write "Mind your own business" on his face, made Li Rong laugh out of anger. She felt that Pei Wenxuan was really capable and could always make her so angry that her blood boiled in an instant.

She turned her head to look at the sky and said calmly, "It's getting late, Mr. Pei, go back. If you don't leave early, the carriage you borrowed will be stained with mud when you return it, and you'll be scolded by the housekeeper again."

Hit someone in the face; poke someone in the heart.

After hearing this, Pei Wenxuan felt that all his previous plans for her were in vain.

He felt like a reincarnated bodhisattva, for he could bow so deeply and devote himself to the woman who had stabbed him to death.

So he smiled sarcastically, bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Pei, I will take my leave now. I have wanted to leave for a long time. Thank you, Your Highness, for your mercy."

"Get lost."

"Get lost now."

After Pei Wenxuan finished speaking, he immediately stood up and walked out without any hesitation.

The servant waiting outside held an umbrella for him. Pei Wenxuan thanked him softly and followed the servant out.

Li Rong looked at Pei Wenxuan's back, feeling as if she was watching a memory fade away. She looked at him quietly for a while, then said to Jinglan behind her, "Please prepare some money and ginger soup and send them to him."

It was a personal reward for him in the end.

Although Jinglan couldn't figure out what Li Rong was thinking, she never asked her master too many questions. After paying respectful respects, she prepared money and ginger soup according to Li Rong's instructions.

Pei Wenxuan left the villa with a lot of anger. Most people had already left by then. Pei Wenxuan got on his carriage with a stern face. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Jinglan calling out from afar, "Master Pei!"

Pei Wenxuan frowned when he heard Jinglan's voice, lifted the curtain and went out, and saw Jinglan hurried over with an umbrella held by another maid.

Li Rong's palace ladies were all very well-educated. Even when they walked in the rain, they were steady and not splashed with mud.

She came to Pei Wenxuan with a box in her hand, bowed to him, stood up, handed the box to him and said, "Sir, it's cold and rainy today. The princess asked me to prepare some ginger soup for you to drink on your way."

Pei Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, then he looked at the box and said softly, "Thank you, Princess, for the gift."

Jinglan smiled and handed the box over: "Goodbye, sir."

Pei Wenxuan responded, thanked Jinglan, took the box, and got into the carriage.

The box had two layers. When he opened the first layer, he found a bowl of steaming ginger soup. Pei Wenxuan recalled the first year of their marriage. Every day when he went out, Jinglan would give him a bowl of soup for the weather. If it was dry, it was pear soup; if it was dry, it was mung bean soup; if it was cold, it was ginger soup...

These are Li Rong's habits.

He said nothing, just watched quietly, feeling the carriage moving. He suddenly realized clearly that once the carriage started moving, he and Li Rong would never meet like this again in this life.

From now on, everything returns to its original path, and all the grudges of the past lives are written off.

He couldn't help but lift the car curtain and suddenly called Jinglan who was returning to the villa: "Miss Jinglan!"

Jinglan turned around and saw Pei Wenxuan sitting in the carriage. He looked at Jinglan, opened his mouth, and suddenly felt a little regretful why he didn't say a few more words to Li Rong.

When the driver outside heard him speak, he stopped again. Jinglan looked at Pei Wenxuan, walked back, and asked in confusion, "Master Pei?"

"Please tell the princess for me," Pei Wenxuan clutched the curtain tightly, stared at Jinglan, and said solemnly, "Just tell her that Pei is leaving this time, and ask her to take care of herself, be cautious in everything, and don't be too bold!"

Jinglan was a little confused when she heard this. Before she could ask anything, she saw Pei Wenxuan quickly lower the curtain and his figure disappeared behind the curtain.

The carriage rumbled forward once again, and Pei Wenxuan leaned back in the carriage. He didn't know why, but he suddenly lost his strength. He leaned back in the carriage, feeling a little stuffy.

He leaned back for a while, opened the drawer, and took out the bowl of steaming ginger soup.

He took a sip, and the warmth mixed with the spiciness went all the way into his stomach, with a hint of sweetness in the middle.

He smiled, with a hint of nostalgia.

This is probably the last time in my life that I will drink Princess Pingle’s ginger soup.

After Pei Wenxuan left, Jinglan came back. Li Rong looked at the chessboard on the table and turned the chess piece in her hand.

I have to say that Pei Wenxuan's chess skills are really good. Among all the people I know over the years, only he and she can play chess so evenly matched and the fight is so interesting.

The others are not good at chess, and Su Rongqing likes to let her win on purpose. Only Pei Wenxuan, that bastard, is so brave and fierce.

She listened to Jinglan coming in and asked calmly, "Sent her away?"

"I'm leaving." Jinglan replied respectfully, and then said, "I have something to leave you before I leave."

"What?"

"Master Pei said that he is leaving this time and asked you to take care of yourself and be cautious in everything you do in the future and not be too bold."

Hearing this, Li Rong was stunned for a moment. After a moment, she smiled bitterly and said, "This person really worries a lot."

As she spoke, she stood up, threw the chess pieces into the chess box, and said calmly, "Is it my turn to worry about him?"

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at the rain hitting the lotus leaves outside the courtyard, making them tremble.

Not far away, a group of people ambushed in the aisle and began to set up roadblocks.

"Sir," the young man raised his knife and spoke nervously, "After all, she is a princess. If we do this, is it..."

"What?" The young man next to him wiped the blade of the knife in his hand, looked up at the boy next to him, and smiled sarcastically, "Do you think that if we don't kidnap the princess, His Majesty will let us go? Don't dream."

The young man turned his head and looked at the distant courtyard, and said coldly: "Only by marrying the princess and tying herself to the prince can we have a chance to survive."

After hearing this, the young man was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Young Master, you are right."

The sky gradually darkened and thunder roared.

Pei Wenxuan drank the ginger soup mouthful by mouthful and rolled up the curtain. He looked at the mountains and rivers under the heavy rain, feeling the heavy rain washing away his new life.

After a moment, he heard the sound of horses galloping past, and then a group of people rode past him.

Those people were dressed in plain clothes, and it was impossible to tell where their families came from. However, Pei Wenxuan recognized at a glance that these horses were not of Shengjing breed, but war horses specially supplied to the border.

These war horses looked no different from ordinary horses, and ordinary people could not quickly notice it, but Pei Wenxuan had been in charge of front-line logistics in the past, so he could tell at a glance.

It is raining heavily now, and these people are in such a hurry to leave the city. The direction they are heading to is the royal villa. If they want to go to the border or do something, they should go through other city gates. So what do they want to do?

Pei Wenxuan changed his mind and realized that something was wrong.

This is directed at Li Rong!

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Li Rong: "Then I won't marry you. I have a way out. What will you do?"

Pei Wenxuan

(Inner thoughts): "MMP, I don't know what to do. I must be so embarrassed when you ask me this question, but a real man should handle it himself. Do I have to beg you? I don't want to. As a grown man, I will never do such a shameful thing!"

(On the surface, with a proud face): "I have my own way, Princess, please stop meddling in my business."

Li Rong: "Haha, get lost."