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

At this embarrassing moment, Cui Rong stepped forward and used her figure to build a protective wall for her sister.

At this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in the crowd, dissolving all the tension and unhappiness.

"Ming Xuan, do not disturb the Three Pure Ones' meditation."

"Yes, Master."

The attendant Mingxuan lowered his head and stepped aside quickly.

Cui Rongrong looked in the direction of the voice, and suddenly a myriad of thoughts surged in her mind. It turned out that this person was Cui Yunhe’s partner in the previous life, the son of Duke Jingguo with a distinguished family background - Su Xiuzhu.

Facing the old acquaintance, Cui Rong's expression became complicated, with a hint of imperceptible chill mixed in with her coldness.

Su Xiuzhu seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and his gaze penetrated the crowd.

He locked his eyes directly on Cui Yunhe, and a glimmer of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He gracefully avoided the waiting boy and walked slowly forward.

There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was filled with the joy of reunion after a long separation.

"It is really fate that I can meet the Seventh Miss of the Cui Family here again. This girl must be the eldest Miss Cui who just returned from afar."

In daily life, people often talk about Cui Rong, the legendary girl from the Cui family who is said to have a stunning beauty.

People have always praised her for her unparalleled beauty, and now seeing it with my own eyes, it is indeed true. Her charm has even surpassed the rumors, and she is fresh, refined and shining.

"Earlier, I was reckless and impolite. I hope you two ladies will forgive me for my disrespect."

Facing Su Xiuzhu's seemingly careless but extremely sharp eyes, they moved back and forth on the faces of the two sisters.

There was an elusive scrutiny and vague covetousness in it, which made Cui Rong suddenly feel unhappy.

She was slightly taller than her younger sister Cui Yunhe. She turned sideways lightly and stood in front of her younger sister naturally. The smile she forced on her face, although it did not seem sincere enough, showed her alertness and composure.

"People say that the prince of Duke Jing's mansion, Su Xiuzhu, is not only virtuous, but also elegant. I saw it with my own eyes today, and it is true. What's even more amazing is that as soon as we met, he was able to speak like a spring, without being clichéd. It's really rare."

The smile on Su Xiuzhu's face froze a little, and she was obviously surprised by Cui Rong's sudden comment.

Before he could respond, Cui Rong continued, "Although our meeting was a coincidence, it seems a bit inappropriate to chat in such a quiet and solemn Sanqing Temple. I'm afraid it might disturb the gods."

"If we have the chance to meet again outside the temple someday, my sister and I will have a deep conversation with Master Su and enjoy the beauty of the world together. What do you think?"

After she finished speaking, she took her sister's hand and prepared to leave.

However, they did not expect Su Xiuzhu to move slightly and block their way just right.

Cui Rongrong's eyes were slightly cold, and her voice was a little chilly: "Master Su, do you have any other advice?"

Su Xiuzhu was neither hurried nor slow, his eyes gently swept across Cui Yunhe's gentle face, his tone revealed a bit of persistence: "If your heart is sincere, the way will open up. If we talk for a while, I think the Three Pure Ones will not mind us cherishing our beautiful fate."

"Perhaps, today's unexpected meeting is the manifestation of the Three Pure Ones, which has brought us together. Why not follow the will of heaven and share this precious time together?"

Cui Rong narrowed her eyes slightly, and saw through Su Xiuzhu's intentions like a mirror in her mind.

His purpose was nothing more than to use this opportunity to get close to his sister Cui Yunhe!

Looking back to his previous life, Su Xiuzhu agreed to the marriage so readily, revealing that he had long admired his sister.

However, after marriage, his true colors were exposed and he did not cherish his sister at all.

There were even acts of beating and kicking, which was really chilling.

Cui Rongrong put aside her distracting thoughts and regained her composure. "Mr. Su is right, but my sister's physique has always been weak, so it is not suitable for her to stay outside for too long. I am afraid it will be inconvenient to delay Mr. Su's prayer trip any longer."

Just as she was about to leave with her sister, Su Xiuzhu followed her like an lingering shadow:

"Since the two girls have already completed their prayers to the Three Pure Ones, why don't you find another quiet place to spend some relaxing time together and savor the various aspects of life?"

"I have long heard that Miss Cui San is very talented and always leads the way in poetry gatherings. It's a pity that I never had the chance to communicate with her in the past. Now that the opportunity is rare, I hope Miss Cui San will not leave in a hurry and give me a chance to make up for my regrets next time."

Su Xiuzhu spoke earnestly and sincerely, while Cui Yunhe on the side secretly looked up at him and then lowered her head again.

She whispered softly to Cui Rong beside her: "Sister, I feel quite confused. When facing Mr. Su, I always feel an inexplicable discomfort and distance, as if something is blocking my heart, making me unconsciously want to avoid him."

Upon hearing this, Cui Rong gently placed her warm big hand on the back of her sister's delicate hand.

She knew very well that her sister had not experienced the same twists and turns of rebirth as she had, but the subtle resonance from her past life made her involuntarily want to protect her sister from the wind and rain.

Cui Rong pursed her lips, her face gentle but resolute: "Master Su's kindness is truly an honor for us sisters, but my sister has been ill recently and it is not appropriate for her to stay for too long. I hope you will forgive me. How about we discuss this matter later?"

"Mr. Su, please allow us to withdraw today."

Her words were decisive. Without waiting for Su Xiuzhu to react, she took Cui Yunhe's hand, walked with firm steps, skirt flying, leaving only two beautiful figures.

The smile on Su Xiuzhu's lips gradually faded, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, the servant beside him was immediately filled with righteous indignation and showed displeasure: "These two sisters of the Cui family are really ignorant of the depths of heaven and earth! The young master just wanted to chat with them, but they were so rude and didn't even give him the slightest bit of face! In Kyoto, how many daughters of famous families dream of having a word with the young master, but they are so ungrateful!"

Su Xiuzhu snorted coldly upon hearing this, with a hint of disdain in her tone: "Especially that Miss Cui. She relies on her engagement with the Crown Prince to think highly of herself. She really thinks of herself as some rare treasure. It's a pity that I haven't had a chance to have a good conversation with Miss Cui."

The servant observed his expression and quickly said with a smile, "Don't worry, young master. There is still a long time to come. The people or things that belong to you will eventually come to fruition."

Su Xiuzhu raised a meaningful smile and said, "You are the only one who can make me happy. I reward you."

"Thank you, Master, for the gift!"

The little servant smiled widely, overjoyed.

At this moment, Cui Rong and Cui Yunhe were sitting opposite each other in the carriage.

Cui Yunhe put his hand on his chest, still looking a little frightened. "I was really scared just now. I was just an acquaintance of Master Su at the poetry gathering, but he acted like we had known each other for a long time. If it weren't for my sister's timely rescue, I would have had a hard time getting out of this situation."