On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

"Where's Qiyue?" As if she just remembered another maid beside her, Zhao Qingwan looked at Jiaoyue with burning eyes, completely ignoring the fact that Jiaoyue's legs were covered with injuries. "That girl must have gone to some place to be lazy. Go find Qiyue and ask her to pass a message to Guard Congming beside Young Master Gu, saying that I need his help with something."

In Zhao Qingwan's opinion, Congming is Gu Xiuyan's follower, and Congming's attitude is enough to explain Gu Xiuyan's thoughts.

Plus Gu Xiuyan's tenderness towards her before...

As long as she puts in more effort and has a relationship with Gu Xiuyan...

Just by looking at the picture, Zhao Qingwan could already imagine how devastated Su Sui'an would be when he found out the truth.

Jiaoyue saw the complete change in expression on Zhao Qingwan's face.

There was a dark flash in his eyes, he lowered his head and whispered, "Yes."

Duke Gu’s Mansion.

A drop of thick ink fell on the rice paper, spreading a black blotch at the position of the word "安".

Gu Xiuyan put down the wolf-hair brush irritably, his mind still focused on the scene he had just seen when he was distracted.

Not just now, ever since he woke up from the dream in Cuihong Garden that day, some vague and unfamiliar images always appeared in his mind.

In the picture, he always looks at a luxurious mansion with heartbroken and regretful emotions.

It seems like I did something really wrong...

Zhao Qingwan knelt down in front of him and cried, wanting to hug his legs and beg for his forgiveness, but he kicked her away...

Obviously he had never experienced it, but those scenes were so unforgettable...

Just then, Congming came back from outside.

"Master, Miss Zhao wants to see you. I took the initiative to arrange an appointment with her at the Zhenxiu Pavilion."

"Who asked you to make your own decisions?"

Gu Xiuyan was feeling irritated, and even his tone became heavier.

The scene in the dream flashed through her mind, and Zhao Qingwan hugged his legs and begged for his forgiveness...

Could it be that the thing he regretted so much was related to Zhao Qingwan?

An idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and Gu Xiuyan concealed the impatience on his face.

Under Cong Ming's earnest and cautious gaze, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, prepare the car."

There have been a lot of rumors about Zhao Qingwan these days. He went to meet her and verify the rumors at the same time.

...

"Gu Lang, I am really Zhao Qingwan, your Wan'er..."

"You and I have been in love for many years, but is it possible that we are not as good as the little girl who was trapped in the snow with you in Yumen City?"

In the carriage, Gu Xiuyan, who had dozed off slightly, suddenly opened his eyes.

Zhao Qingwan's crying in his dream just now seemed to still echo in his ears.

Couple for several years...

Can’t compare to the little girl who was trapped in the snow with him in Yumen City?

Gu Xiuyan took a few deep breaths, seemingly not understanding why he had such a dream?

But the dream was too real.

Gu Xiuyan couldn't help but wonder if he had had a precognitive dream.

After all, he is not married to Zhao Qingwan now.

Soon, he smiled sarcastically - what was he thinking about?

With his thoughts in a mess along the way, Gu Xiuyan soon arrived at the agreed place.

In the elegant private room of Zhenxiu Pavilion.

When the tearful little face saw him, the tears in her eyes instantly disappeared and she looked strong.

"Gu...Brother Gu."

A soft and gentle call and a stubborn teardrop stuck just right in the woman's eye, making people feel so distressed.