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

After hearing this, he simply responded and continued to help Cui Rong return to her residence. At this time, Second Uncle Song hurriedly followed and whispered his shock and confusion, "I really didn't expect that King Xuan would do such a bold move as contacting the rebels. If he had known in advance, he would never have had any contact with them."

As he spoke, he became so emotional that his voice choked up.

When Song Yanyi heard this, he suddenly stopped and his expression became complicated: "In fact, you are also the one who was deceived."

Uncle Song immediately breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, no one blamed me.

"I've always been worried that my brother might misunderstand me because of my poor friendships."

"Don't worry too much," the latter said with a gentle look, "You are only thinking about the whole family. Since we are brothers, we will always stand together and advance and retreat together."

After being comforted, Uncle Song felt a little relieved, but he still couldn't hide some concerns.

After returning to the courtyard, Cui Rong couldn't help but ask, "Don't you trust your own brother?"

In response to this question, Song Yanyi just smiled slightly and raised his eyebrows to signal her to continue.

"When things are out of your control or don't turn out the way you want, your calmness always seems strange."

Such keen insight is amazing.

After hearing this, Song Yanyi gently patted the face of the beauty in his arms as a reward: "You are such a smart guy."

But Cui Rong kept complaining, "Oh, it hurts so much!"

After hearing this, Song Yanyi quickly withdrew his hand and stopped moving. In fact, he did not use any strength to press the skin at all.

However, the word she used most often during this period of time was "pain".

Every time she applied the medicine, it was a catastrophic torture for her, so much so that hearing these two words now can deeply touch the softest part of her heart.

"It's not the right time to deal with him yet."

Regarding the potential external threats, he pondered for a while and then gave a reply:

“Although the current situation is very unfavorable to us, at least King Xuan still has the possibility to turn the tide. Before the final result comes out, we still need to maintain the status quo and not arbitrarily disrupt the balance.

As for how to treat those who have hurt you...

Even if action must be taken in the future, the best that can be done is to expel them from the center of power, and no excessive measures will be taken.

Especially considering the special backgrounds of certain specific characters - for example, the identity of the concubine named Zhuang that the mother brought as a dowry means that even if the father wants to punish her severely, it may not be so easy to do so.

But that doesn't mean he will stop there.

Regardless, every individual who has dared to offend their loved ones will eventually receive the punishment they deserve.

Cui Rong slowly walked into the house and changed into a relatively loose-fitting piece of clothing.

Her voice was slightly sarcastic and contemptuous: "Could it be possible that Prince Xuan could make a comeback?"

He followed her into the room and watched her take off the heavy outer robe. The restraints were gradually untied, and the ribbon wrapped around her slender waist loosened gently, as if a shackle had been untied.

Then she slowly took off her outer clothes, revealing the white nightgown underneath.

As she stretched her arms and tried to take out a new dress from the tall cupboard, her soft nightgown slipped down, slightly revealing her snow-white arms and long, slender neck.

The scene before him made his eyes dim a little, and a long-lost emotion rose in his heart.

During this period of time, the relationship between the two has become increasingly distant, and he couldn't help but sigh at how quickly time passed. Those intimate moments seemed to have happened a long time ago.

Looking at the gentle figure in front of me, a complex emotion surged uncontrollably in my heart.

Suddenly feeling two burning gazes coming from behind, Cui Rong turned her head involuntarily.

The man quickly stepped forward, hugged her without hesitation, and whispered something in her ear.

As he lowered his head, his warm and moist lips gently touched the woman's delicate collarbone skin, and his action revealed a long-awaited emotion.

This sudden closeness surprised Cui Rong very much. She never expected that this man would show such strong emotions at such a moment.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so impatient today?"

I wanted to struggle and leave but found myself being held even tighter by the other person.

One hand sneaked through the hem of her skirt and touched her skin. Her breathing became rapid, indicating that she could no longer control her inner excitement and impulse.

"Wanwan..."

The usually calm and magnetic voice became a little hoarse at this moment, "I really miss you..."

"Stop that. It really hurts."

Cui Rongrong responded with a frown.

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water that instantly extinguished his enthusiasm, and his actions stopped immediately.

Although his face was full of unwillingness to give up, he finally slowed down and asked, "Is the wound still not fully healed?"

Through the dim light, one could see a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Even a light touch would make me feel uncomfortable!"

Cui Rongrong explained calmly.

Hearing the other party say this, Song Yanyi's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll slightly, "In that case, I will try not to touch there..."

However, the other party still looked at him with cold eyes, without any change in emotion.

After trying for a few more seconds, he finally gave up, took a deep breath, and let go of his hand helplessly.

Cui Rongrong quickly dressed and walked out the door, leaving him alone inside to think about what to do next.

When he came out and saw her lazily lying on the couch reading a book, she didn't even notice the snacks placed next to her and just casually picked up a piece of flower cake to eat. It seemed that she had no reaction or concern about her behavior just now, and a nameless anger rose in his heart.

He clenched his fists to suppress his inner dissatisfaction and asked sternly, "You just said it hurt when I touched you, but now you can enjoy life peacefully again?"

Cui Rongrong was still immersed in her own world, flipping through the book in her hand with her fingers lightly, without even looking up at him: "After walking for a long time, my feet are sore and it's natural that I feel pain all over my body! But now I can just bear it."

After hearing what she said, Song Yanyi was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to continue the conversation.

Do you feel like you are just being perfunctory?

With anger, he grabbed the woman's chin and forced her to look up at him. "What do you mean by that?"

The name Xu Cui Rong almost became a roar on his lips.

She frowned slightly and gasped in protest.

Feeling that the other person's body was obviously tense, Song Yanyi immediately regained his senses and withdrew his hand.

He glared at the once gentle and kind girl in front of him with dissatisfaction, then turned over and lay on the bed with his back to her.

Song Yanyi's eyebrows were twitching wildly, and he closed his eyes tightly, trying hard to calm himself down.

Thinking of the scene a month ago when he carried her, bleeding and almost unconscious, out of the palace, he couldn't do anything to her...