Yanran lay on the bed, her face deathly pale, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling of the hibiscus-covered canopy, motionless.
"Yanran, look at me, I am Ye Xuanling!"
Suddenly she blinked and looked at Ye Xuanling, which excited him greatly: "Yanran!"
But the next sentence plunged him into despair.
Why did you save me?!
"I promised Kang'er I would take good care of you!"
"Get out! I never want to see you again!"
After saying that, she covered her head with the blanket and refused to take it off no matter how much he tried to persuade her.
"Okay, don't be angry, I... I'll have Okra come and keep you company!"
After going outside, it suddenly collapsed in front of us, startling everyone.
In just one night, he looked much more haggard and aged, with a thick layer of bluish stubble on his face and bloodshot eyes.
The pillow was wet and then dried, wet and then dried again, and tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
"Yanran!"
"Get out!" she said coldly, her voice trembling with tears.
I pulled up a stool, sat down in front of her, and started talking to myself.
“I was an abandoned orphan, and my adoptive mother brought me home in the heavy snow of winter!”
"I thought I would be happy forever, but when I came home from school when I was six years old, I found a letter on the table!"
"I took it to my teacher for help, and that's when I found out they had already left, leaving me behind. Later, the adults contacted my biological parents, and although I returned to them, they really disliked me!"
“My biological father was a gambler. He would beat me whenever he lost money. My biological mother was furious and had nowhere else to vent her anger, so she could only take it out on me!”
“My neighbor, an old lady, took pity on me and would sometimes invite me to her house for meals. In winter, other children had cotton-padded coats to wear, but I only had a thin coat and would shiver in the wind!”
I spoke so casually, as if I were telling someone else's story.
Ye Lisheng felt incredibly sorry for me and tightened her grip on my hand, as if to tell me, "I'm here for you."
"Yanran, I'm not telling you this to get your sympathy, but to tell you that life is full of disappointments. You can't let today's misfortune stop you from living tomorrow!"
"Think of your uncle and aunt, think of Kang'er. They tried their best to live when they were alive, and placed their hopes on you after they died. How disappointed they would be if they knew that you were giving up on yourself like this! Can you bear it?"
The sobbing gradually subsided, followed by her hoarse voice saying, "You're not me, you haven't experienced this, you don't understand how I felt back then! I really don't know what to do now!"
"You have us! No matter what, we'll be with you!"
"And Ye Xuanling, he cares about you so much!"
"I don't know how to face him. He is such a noble person, while I am as lowly as dirt!"
"I once thought that love could conquer all and bridge the gap between us, but I've found that I can't cross it!"
Ye Xuanling leaned against the door outside, her eyes somewhat empty and listless.
It was already late afternoon when we left the Eighth Prince's Mansion. The sun was drooping weakly, and its rays offered no warmth.
I sighed and said, "What should they do?"
After hearing this, he ruffled my fluffy hair and said, "Being born into an imperial family comes with many unavoidable hardships!"
"Then would you..."
"I will not allow others to dictate my destiny, and neither will the Eighth Prince!"
Upon hearing this, I smiled slightly and said, "I believe you."
The Prince Yu's mansion was filled with lively music and joyous celebration.
Prince Yu was shirtless, and beside him, a woman dressed in extremely alluring attire swayed her hips like a water snake in front of him.
"Your Highness!" She looked up and realized it was Murong Kui.
He smiled broadly, clearly enjoying himself, and lifted her chin with his hand, saying, "How fortunate I am to have you!"
She smiled slightly, her eyebrows furrowed: "It is Murong's honor to receive the prince's favor!"
As he spoke, Prince Yu looked at her with deep affection in his eyes, a puzzled smile tinged with a sigh, and said, "I heard some time ago that you were assassinated in the Anyang Prince's Mansion. At that time, I was so angry that I wanted to kill you. I was prepared to go down with you to avenge you, but you suddenly stood in front of me, which surprised and delighted me!"
She delicately wiped away her tears and sighed, "Murong also thought she would never see the prince again in this life!"
"You're saying there's a woman who looks exactly like you impersonating you?"
"Your Highness, what Murong said is absolutely true!"
"Then it's very likely that she was the one who caused your disappearance and kidnapping!"
"What Your Highness says makes sense!"
"She is now closely associated with the Prince of Anyang, and may have some ulterior motives. If I investigate this matter thoroughly, I believe my father will change his opinion of me greatly!"
"What does Your Highness wish to investigate?"
"Naturally, we started the investigation from the Prince of Anyang's residence. But the Prince of Anyang is very meticulous, and he discovered all the spies I sent in!"
"Murong is willing to enter the Prince of Anyang's residence to assist the Prince in his investigation!"
"you?"
"Mmm!" Her clear eyes seemed to speak volumes, captivating his heart.
A fleeting bitterness crossed his eyes, and he smiled slightly, saying, "Murong, do you have a plan?"
She leaned close to Prince Yu's ear and whispered something, revealing a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Is that really the case? I don't want you to take any risks!" he asked.
Seeing the boundless tenderness in his eyes, Murong Kui's lips curled into a smug smile.
"Only in this way can we ascertain the woman's identity and draw the Emperor's attention!"
He gave a pale, weak laugh: "I knew you were the smartest, Murong!"
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