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

These words caused ripples in Zhao Xianer's heart.

Could it be that Song Yanyi is really waiting for the right opportunity?

Her wait finally paid off!

Cui Rong seemed unaware of all this.

Zhao Xianer suppressed her inner ecstasy and whispered, "I don't quite understand what Sister Cui means..."

Cui Rongrong was so smart that she had already seen through Zhao Xianer's thoughts. She smiled and said, "I have come to this point. I don't want to say more. As long as you are well, I will be relieved."

Afterwards, Zhao Xian'er chatted with Cui Rongrong for a while, and she didn't stand up to see her off until Cui Rong left.

Watching Cui Rongrong's carriage go farther and farther away, Zhao Xian'er immediately ordered the maid beside her: "Go and find out the whereabouts of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Yes, sir!" The maid responded and left, and Zhao Xianer's heart also flew to the unknown distance.

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Not long after, Zhao Xianer invited Cui Rong to go out on the pretext of relaxing.

When Cui Rong saw how carefully she dressed up, she had guessed something.

She decided to take advantage of this opportunity to let Zhao Xianer and Song Yanyi "meet by chance" in a seemingly inadvertent way.

The two of them strolled in the bustling city, attracting the attention of passers-by.

Cui Rong didn't care about it at all. During this period of time, their names had already become the topic of conversation among the people in the capital. When they appeared in the streets and alleys, they naturally became the focus of people's discussion.

Zhao Xian'er's eyes shuttled through the crowd, looking for the figure that had been haunting her. However, after searching for a long time, there was no trace of him. A hint of imperceptible anxiety gradually covered her brows.

At this moment, Zhao Xianer's eyes lit up. She suddenly grabbed Cui Rongrong's hand and walked forward quickly.

From a distance, she saw Song Yanyi hiding in a hidden corner and couldn't wait to call out, "Brother Yanyi!"

As soon as Zhao Xianer finished speaking, the person who was originally talking to Song Yanyi disappeared without a trace in an instant. This subtle change made Cui Rong frown slightly.

When they got closer, Cui Rongrong noticed that Song Yanyi quietly hid something in his sleeve, and this action made her feel a little confused.

Song Yanyi turned around and looked at them gently, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "I didn't expect to meet Rongrong and Xianer here. The sun is shining today, perfect for a walk."

Zhao Xianer let go of Cui Rongrong's hand, took a few steps forward, approached Song Yanyi, and said with curiosity: "I didn't expect to meet Brother Yanyi here. What are you doing here, Brother Yanyi?"

Her eyes were full of desire, but Song Yanyi just responded with a faint smile and answered lightly, as if he didn't want to discuss it in depth.

Then, Song Yanyi turned to Cui Rongrong and asked with concern: "Rongrong and Xian'er must be tired from shopping. How about going to a teahouse and chatting?"

Cui Rong glanced calmly at his sleeve where he hid something. Although she had some doubts in her heart, she smiled gently and agreed readily: "Good idea."

So, the three of them walked towards the teahouse together, leaving behind the bustling city of Beijing.

Cui Rongrong raised her eyes slightly and gave Xifeng a subtle look.

Xifeng understood what he meant. His sharp eyes penetrated the crowd silently and locked onto Song Yanyi's back, silently waiting for the best moment to act.

In order to avoid the eyes and ears that might cause more gossip, the three of them tacitly decided to go their separate ways, each heading towards the quaint teahouse.

Song Yanyi arrived first. He walked into the teahouse alone, chose a seat by the window and sat down. His eyes passed through the carved wooden window and casually swept across the bustling street.

A moment later, he caught sight of Cui Rongrong and Zhao Xianer, who were walking hand in hand and lightly.

Song Yanyi couldn't help but have a subtle worry across his brows, thinking to himself: "They probably didn't see my conversation with that mysterious person, right?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness," the guard's low and steady voice came from behind, "That gentleman is extremely cautious and will be doubly careful every time he approaches you to avoid exposing his whereabouts. He chose to meet in a crowded market so that even if he is discovered by chance, he can quickly hide in the crowd and leave no trace."

Only after Cui Rongrong and Zhao Xianer completely disappeared from the teahouse did Song Yanyi slowly retract his gaze, with a barely perceptible heaviness in his tone: "I hope they don't notice this."

Upon hearing this, the guard bowed respectfully and quietly left the room.

Upstairs, following the guidance of the guards, Cui Rongrong and Zhao Xianer stepped into the box, and were greeted by Song Yanyi's warm smile.

"Did you notice the discussions on the street on your way here?" he asked with concern.

Zhao Xianer answered first, with a hint of grievance in her voice: "I have indeed heard a lot, those rumors are getting more and more intense, and some of the words are really unbearable to hear."

Tears glistened in her eyes, and she looked particularly pitiful. "I just wanted to accompany Sister Cui to relax, but I didn't expect that she would be implicated..."

Song Yanyi's eyes wandered between the two women. He noticed that although Zhao Xian'er looked a little dim standing next to Cui Rongrong, it was undeniable that during the days when Cui Rongrong left the capital, Zhao Xian'er was also one of the most popular beauties in the capital.

Her feelings, while obvious, were not uncomfortable.

He comforted her in an almost loving tone, "I'm already trying to deal with this matter. I believe that these rumors will naturally disappear soon. Before that, please be patient, Rongrong and Xian'er."

Although these words were addressed to Zhao Xianer, Song Yanyi's gaze always remained gently on Cui Rongrong's face.

It's not that Zhao Xian'er is unaware of it, but she still maintains a smile on the surface. In her heart, she is struggling silently, with her fingers clenched into fists under her sleeves.

"Hearing what Brother Yan Yi said, I feel much more at ease."

She spoke softly, with a tone of self-blame in her voice, "I have been thinking about it over and over again at home these past few days, always worried that Brother Yanyi and Sister Cui would blame me for this. It seems that I was worrying too much."

Her cheeks flushed and she shyly glanced at Song Yanyi, like a little girl whose thoughts were accidentally exposed.

Song Yanyi just smiled slightly, then turned his gaze away from Zhao Xianer and turned to face Cui Rongrong, with a bit of self-mockery in his tone: "Looking back, I seemed to be controlled by some unknown force at that time."

"Unfortunately, the chaos at the scene prevented me from explaining to Miss Rong in time, so I had to return to the palace in a hurry. I wanted to find a suitable time to explain everything, but I was worried that it would cause trouble again, so I had to resist the urge to go find you."

When Zhao Xianer heard these words, the corners of her mouth tightened unconsciously, and she felt mixed emotions.

She was the one who spoke first, so why was Song Yanyi's eyes only focused on Cui Rongrong?

She felt as if she had become air and was being ignored.