After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Just when the atmosphere was a little tense, Zhao Xian'er suddenly perked up, with a gleam of surprise in her eyes: "Sister Xiao, look! Brother Yanyi is here!"

The cold wind made her look haggard, but she seemed to regain her vitality in an instant.

There was an extremely gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were cast warmly at Song Yanyi who was slowly approaching.

Song Yanyi first gave Zhao Xianer a gentle smile, and then shifted his gaze to Cui Rongrong.

His eyes were full of tenderness: "Miss Rongrong and Xian'er really know how to enjoy life. But the weather is getting colder, it is indeed easy to catch a cold swimming in the river now."

"Why don't you prepare a hand warmer? Come, use mine."

Before he finished speaking, he handed the hand warmer in his hand to Cui Rong.

She took it with a smile, and made a decision in a flash to pass the warmth to Zhao Xianer.

Zhao Xianer was startled at first, then a bright smile blossomed on her face.

But I heard Cui Rong softly explain: "Sister Zhao's clothes were thin, and coupled with that unfortunate accident, I was worried about her health, and it happened that Your Highness the Crown Prince brought warmth."

Zhao Xianer felt a surge of warmth in her heart as she held the hand warmer in her arms.

Without waiting for Song Yanyi to answer, she thanked him in a sweet voice: "Thank you, Brother Yanyi. How come Brother Yanyi is here?"

Song Yanyi calmly exchanged a subtle look with Cui Rongrong.

The real purpose of his trip was self-evident, it was all for the purpose of having more opportunities to spend time with her.

When he learned that Cui Rong was by the moat, he rushed there impatiently, hoping to take this opportunity to enhance their relationship.

However, the appearance of Zhao Xianer undoubtedly added a bit of complexity to his plan.

A sly smile appeared on his lips, and a hint of alertness flashed in his eyes: "If an outsider like me joins and does not disturb you, how about the three of us going together?"

After he finished speaking, he tapped his slender fingers lightly under his wide sleeves, as if expecting some unknown reaction.

Zhao Xian'er readily accepted Song Yanyi's invitation, secretly delighted in her heart. This was undoubtedly a godsend opportunity to get closer to Song Yanyi, so how could she refuse?

There was uncontrollable joy in her voice.

After agreeing, Zhao Xianer turned to look at Cui Rongrong, with calculation in her eyes.

She deliberately created a shy look, as if she had just made a bold and uneasy decision.

"I agreed to Brother Yanyi without asking Sister Cui's opinion first. I hope Sister won't be unhappy about this?" Her words were gentle, trying to put Cui Rongrong in an unapproachable position invisibly.

Cui Rong sneered inwardly, with a cold flash in her eyes, and she sneered at Zhao Xianer's pretentious performance.

Before she could speak, Zhao Xianer had already acted like an innocent victim.

It seemed that in front of everyone, I had become the vicious obstructionist.

Thinking of all the calculations and betrayals in her previous life, she swore in her heart.

We will never allow history to repeat itself in this life, and we must make sure that Zhao Xianer's tricks are exposed.

Restraining the excitement in her heart, Cui Rongrong showed a gentle smile on her face, "It is naturally great that my sister wants to travel with His Highness, but His Highness is busy with many things every day. We cannot let personal matters interfere with His Highness' national affairs."

Zhao Xianer's smile froze at this moment, and her palms clenched quietly.

Cui Rong's words seemed considerate, but in fact they subtly put her in a position where she had to deliberately please Song Yanyi, which made Zhao Xian'er both annoyed and angry, but she had no way to refute it.

She barely suppressed the anger in her heart, looked at Song Yanyi with grievance, and said apologetically: "Sister is right, I was not thoughtful enough. If Brother Yanyi really has important matters to attend to, we must not become a burden to His Highness."

Song Yanyi glanced at Cui Rong indifferently, the expression in his eyes was complicated and difficult to discern, and he broke Zhao Xianer's embarrassment with just a few words, "It is indeed busy after returning to Beijing, but it is not without a moment of leisure. Now that we have decided, let's go."

Walking along the river, two red clouds appeared on Zhao Xianer's face, and she chatted and laughed with Song Yanyi.

Song Yanyi also listened attentively, and every answer was just right.

It seemed that everything around him, including Cui Rong, was no longer within his sight.

Cui Rongrong did not join their conversation unless Song Yanyi brought it up. She kept a proper distance and walked alone.

There was a flash of anxiety in Song Yanyi's eyes. He realized that such an atmosphere was not conducive to the balance of the relationship among the three people.

So he took the initiative to find topics to talk to Cui Rongrong, but was met with a cold response from her. The conversations were so few and far between that they could almost be counted.

If he wasn't so helpless, how could he have resorted to such a desperate measure?

While observing the two people's positions out of the corner of his eye, he quietly took out a piece of silver from his sleeve.

With a tiny movement, he threw it accurately towards the sole of Cui Rong's shoe.

However, Cui Rong was so perceptive that she could almost see the moment when the broken silver touched the tip of her shoe.

She turned nimbly, using the swing of her skirt to quietly kick the piece of silver toward Zhao Xianer's feet.

The latter was fully focused on the conversation with Song Yanyi and did not notice anything unusual under his feet.

Just like that, Zhao Xianer stepped on the piece of silver without any preparation and screamed.

His body was unstable and he fell directly into the freezing cold river water.

Water splashed everywhere, and her screams mixed with the coldness of the river, making it particularly desolate.

"Hurry up and save Sister Zhao!" Cui Rong shouted for help almost at the same time, with a hint of anxiety in her voice, quickly and naturally.

Song Yanyi pursed his lips, made a quick decision, and with a glance instructed the guards to take action immediately.

When Zhao Xianer was rescued, she was soaked, her long hair was sticking to her face, her face was as pale as paper, and she looked extremely fragile.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Zhao Xianer's hair instantly froze into frost.

Cui Rong squatted down anxiously and ordered the maid beside Zhao Xian'er in a stern voice: "What are you still standing there for? Send Sister Zhao back to change her clothes quickly to prevent her from catching a cold!"

Her eyes inadvertently swept over Song Yanyi, and she pretended to unbutton her cloak.

As expected, Song Yanyi stopped her immediately, "Let me do it."

As he spoke, he quickly took off his black cloak and gently wrapped the shivering Zhao Xian'er.

Just as he was about to say something to Cui Rong, Cui Rong shook her head slightly, with an indescribable depth in her eyes.

Thank you, His Royal Highness, for escorting Sister Zhao home safely.

Cui Rong's face was solemn. She straightened her clothes and continued: "Sister Zhao is shivering from the cold at the moment and can hardly stand on her own. The maids are weak. If your Highness's guards were to support her directly, it would be inappropriate and not conducive to maintaining Sister Zhao's name and reputation."

She paused for a moment, a sly look flashed in her eyes, and then she spoke earnestly.