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

"Could it be that everything I did was just for my own selfish desires? Now that you think you have grown strong enough, do you even ignore what your mother says?"

Cui Yunhe had mixed feelings and wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he just let out a silent sigh and chose silence again.

At this tense moment, Cui Rongrong gently held Cui Yunhe's hand, her eyes full of comfort, and then calmly turned to Song Xiaoniang, saying coldly: "Song Xiaoniang has a rich imagination. Things haven't even come to fruition yet, but you've already started to weave beautiful dreams. Are you too eager? Do you want to showcase Yunhe like a commodity?"

"This concerns Yunhe's lifelong affairs, and it will ultimately require my father and I to make the decision together."

Song Xiaoniang's face darkened, as if she had thousands of words stuck in her throat, but she was interrupted by Cui Rongrong's cold gaze, and she choked back before she could say anything.

"I advise Miss Song to give up this idea as soon as possible. Miss Song, you don't need to worry too much about Yunhe's future marriage. Father and I will choose a good match for her."

"Let's just pretend that what happened today never happened. I won't delve into it. But if there is a next time, don't blame me for being ruthless! Caiyun, show the guests away."

After saying that, Cui Rongrong pulled Cui Yunhe into her boudoir. The warmth from the brazier in the room slowly dispelled the coldness and tension around Cui Yunhe.

Cui Yunhe looked at her sister with bitter eyes and whispered, "Although I expected that mother would be dissatisfied after learning about it, I never thought that she would be so angry and even go to my sister to make a scene."

"It's my fault that I got my sister into trouble. Today..."

Before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Cui Rong's warm words: "If you don't want to go back to that place full of right and wrong, you can live with me from now on. In this way, we sisters can not only spend time together day and night, but also listen to each other and support each other."

"As for Miss Song, I have my own way to deal with it."

Cui Yunhe stared at her sister in front of her, the emotions surging in her heart were indescribable.

"Sister, this...how can this be..."

Cui Rongrong chuckled, her eyes full of doting: "Why not? It's common for sisters to live together. Besides, you often stay at my place, why not just move in and save a lot of trouble."

"elder sister……"

Before he finished speaking, Cui Yunhe's eyes were already slightly red.

Cui Rongrong patted the back of her hand and said softly, "If you don't like it, let's not do it. With your sister here, no one can force you to do anything you don't want to do."

Under Song Xiaoniang's sharp gaze, Cui Rongrong moved Cui Yunhe's belongings to her own courtyard one by one. Every movement seemed so natural, as if she was just sorting out her own belongings.

Song Xiaoniang tried several times to take the opportunity to talk to Cui Yunhe and find out something, but Cui Rong cleverly resolved the situation with wit, leaving Song Xiaoniang with words stuck in her throat. In the end, she could only watch the sisters drifting apart.

The night was as dark as ink and fell quietly. The two sisters slept on the same bed, and the moonlight shone through the window lattice onto their faces.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone into the courtyard, the two sisters sat together at the table and enjoyed breakfast.

The courtyard, which was quiet and silent in the past, is now filled with a vibrant atmosphere because of their laughter.

At this moment, the maid Caiyun ran in hurriedly, her brows slightly knitted, her eyes revealing a hint of hesitation and eagerness: "Miss, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came in person, saying that he came to thank you for curing his illness."

Her voice was a little breathless, obviously she had been jogging all the way.

"The front yard is almost filled with all kinds of gifts, Miss, you should go over and take a look!"

Cui Rong frowned when she heard this and was about to get up and go to the front yard. Cui Yunhe beside her also stood up quickly, but her sister gently held her shoulders.

Cui Yunhe nodded sensibly and watched her sister and Caiyun leave, feeling a complex emotion in her heart.

Under the protection of her sister, she always seemed to be the one who needed to be taken care of, while Cui Rong always silently took on everything.

She was afraid that she would gradually become a burden to her sister, so she secretly made up her mind to grow up as quickly as possible, at least not to be a burden to her sister anymore.

At the same time, Cui Rongrong had already stood in front of Song Yanyi and bowed respectfully: "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

When Song Yanyi saw her coming, his face was filled with genuine joy: "Miss Rongrong, there is no need to be polite. It is all thanks to you that I can stand here and talk to you now."

"After waking up from a coma, my mother told me everything. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do." Song Yanyi's words were full of gratitude.

Cui Rongrong responded in a calm tone: "Your Highness, you are too kind. If it weren't for Sister Shen's risking her life to help draw out the evil spirit from your body, it would have been difficult for me to accomplish it on my own."

She noticed that Song Yanyi's complexion had improved, but was still a little pale, so she reminded him with concern: "Your Highness's complexion has not fully recovered yet, please rest more, and don't rush to thank me now."

Hearing this, Song Yanyi smiled gently, "I have been thinking about this matter, and I can't wait to come and thank you as soon as I feel better."

"I have no way to repay Miss Rongrong for saving my life, so I can only prepare some insignificant gifts. Please accept them." As he said this, he turned sideways and pointed to the mountain of gifts behind him.

However, Cui Rongrong's gaze did not move, but stared directly at Song Yanyi.

"I appreciate the Crown Prince's kindness, but the person who should really accept these gifts is Sister Shen."

Cui Rongrong said sincerely, "Sister Shen rushed to the palace to visit His Highness after learning of His Highness' illness. She was extremely anxious when she saw His Highness lying on the sickbed. Even though she knew that she would have to sacrifice herself to draw out the evil spirit, she never hesitated for a moment, which is enough to prove her deep affection for His Highness."

After hearing this, Song Yanyi's smile became a little forced: "I also remember Sister Shen's contribution. The gift prepared for her has been placed on the carriage. It will be sent to the Shen Mansion immediately after the conversation with Miss Rong. There will be absolutely no bias."

Cui Rongrong nodded with a smile, her eyes flashing with approval: "That's great, Your Highness, please deal with this matter as soon as possible. There are many gifts, I will arrange for someone to assist later to ensure that they are delivered to Sister Shen's house smoothly. I believe that Sister Shen will feel bored at home after her body is damaged. Seeing your Highness's thoughtfulness, she will feel very relieved."

Song Yanyi pursed his lips and said in a steady voice: "I prepared these specially for Miss Rongrong. The gift for Xianer is also ready."

Faced with Song Yanyi's insistence, Cui Rong just smiled indifferently, and her determination was not shaken.