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

Her eyes were slightly red. She didn't expect that her little concern would be so cherished by her sister. "Sister..."

There was sob in his voice.

Seeing this, Cui Rong smiled helplessly but distressedly.

Pulling her sister to sit beside her, she gently comforted her, "You're fine, why are your eyes red? If someone else saw it, they would think I, as a big sister, was bullying you, the little sister who just came back."

Cui Yunhe hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and sniffed.

Trying hard to adjust my emotions and appear stronger.

At this time, Cui Rong considerately handed over a cup of steaming hot tea.

The warmth spread from the palm of his hand to the bottom of his heart, making Cui Yunhe's complexion gradually warm up.

After she calmed down a little, Cui Rong slowly spoke, "I just returned from the frontier, and the Queen wanted to talk to me. In addition, I need to visit many palace ladies, so today will be a busy day."

"The rules in the palace are complicated and cumbersome. I have been away from the capital for many years, so I really need your advice."

Cui Rong said frankly, knowing in her heart that the capital had undergone many changes over the years.

Whether the situation in the palace remains the same and exploring the truth behind it are crucial to her future plans.

"Don't worry, sister. All the concubines are gentle and virtuous people."

Cui Yunhe whispered softly to comfort her sister, "Just be careful when facing the Queen Mother. After all, she is the master of the harem and her thoughts are hard to figure out."

"The Queen Mother usually chants sutras and prays in the Buddhist temple. She is tired of the hustle and bustle of the world. Unless it is a national event or an important celebration, she will retreat to the palace and not care about worldly affairs. Sister, you only need to pay your respects according to etiquette and there is no need to stay for long."

Cui Yunhe added.

Cui Rong fell into deep thought upon hearing this, recalling that she had not had much interaction with the empress dowager in her previous life.

But from the brief conversation at that grand wedding and the few times she paid her respects to him afterwards, one could sense the Queen Mother's depth and unfathomable nature.

She knew very well that on the surface the Queen Mother did not interfere in state affairs.

In fact, he had many disagreements with the emperor on political views, and the gap between the monarch and his subjects caused the emperor to skip even the daily greetings.

The Queen Mother therefore cancelled all her routine visits to pay respects to the emperor and spent her days practicing meditation alone in the deep palace, as if she was deliberately avoiding something.

But the truth behind this is probably not something that can be easily seen from the surface.

After all, the empress dowager is the wife of two dynasties.

After experiencing many vicissitudes of life, his scheming and tactics are certainly not as simple as they seem on the surface.

It would be impossible to maintain one's position firmly in the turbulent palace without some tricks.

Perhaps, he could draw the Queen Mother's power to him and use it for his own benefit...

Cui Rong concealed the deep thought in her eyes and gently called Caiyun to prepare breakfast.

The two sisters sat at the table and enjoyed their exquisite breakfast.

As they chatted casually about family matters, the atmosphere was harmonious and relaxed.

After the meal, they got ready and boarded the carriage to the palace.

The carriage moved slowly forward and slowly stopped outside the gate of the majestic palace.

The two men got out of the car gracefully. Cui Yunhe went ahead and whispered to the eunuch guarding the gate.

Soon, eunuchs from the palace came and led them through the palace gates and into the palace full of mystery and power.

As the carriage went further and further away, Cui Rong's eyes gently swept across the red walls and green tiles around her, but her heart was unprecedentedly calm and indifferent.

She knew that this return would come.

It is not just the return of the body, but also the nirvana and rebirth deep in the soul.

"Miss Rong."

A voice suddenly sounded, interrupting her thoughts.

It was Song Yanyi. His words were like an inadvertent gust of wind in spring, but they caused waves in Cui Rong's heart.

She subconsciously clenched her hands in her long gown and stopped.

He bowed politely but at a distance, "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"No need to be polite."

Song Yanyi's eyebrows flashed a subtle change, as if he was a little surprised, "So Yunhe also came with us."

Cui Yunhe nodded gently, leaned forward slightly, and also bowed.

Elegant yet measured, the prelude to a battle of power and destiny between the three seems to be quietly unfolding.

Song Yanyi's eyes were like ice and snow melting in spring, slowly softening and revealing a hint of imperceptible warmth.

He opened his thin lips slightly to Cui Rong who was standing in front of him, and his words were filled with just the right amount of concern: "I learned that you will enter the palace today to pay homage to the noble ladies, so I came here to wait for you."

His words were like a spring breeze, gentle and delicate.

His eyes were fixed deeply on Cui Rongrong, and the deep meaning in his eyes seemed to drown her.

Cui Yunhe, who was standing by, noticed this deep affection and her cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

She approached Cui Rongrong and whispered, her voice full of envy: "Sister, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so caring and considerate to you!"

However, Cui Rongrong did not make any response to this, but just tightly clenched her fingers together.

The pain almost dug into the flesh of her palm, and became the only straw that helped her suppress the surging emotions in her heart.

If it weren't for fate that allowed her to start over, the naive self might have been attracted to such a gentle and elegant man.

The past is gone, time has passed, and now she is no longer the naive little girl who was easily deceived.

She has learned to stay vigilant in this complex and ever-changing world and is no longer easily fooled by superficial warmth.

"His Royal Highness, you have taken the trouble."

Cui Rongrong's voice was as cool as morning dew, and her indifferent gaze met Song Yanyi's.

There was a deliberate alienation in his words. "However, Your Highness has just returned to this prosperous capital, and you must be busy with government affairs. I really don't want to delay Your Highness' precious time because of my personal affairs."

"Besides, Yunhe often goes to the palace and is quite familiar with the routes in the palace. Having her by my side is enough."

Cui Rongrong's refusal was tactful but appropriate. It expressed her refusal while remaining decent, making it hard to criticize.

After hearing these words, the smile on Song Yanyi's lips faded slightly.

The scene before him was completely different from what he remembered.

In the past, he also waited for Cui Rong here.

Trying to use this opportunity to bring each other closer.

At that time, Cui Rongrong entered the palace alone, without Cui Yunhe's company.

He recalled that in his previous life, Cui Rongrong did not have much affection for his sister.

Song Yanyi's eyes gradually darkened, but Cui Rong in front of him was still as beautiful as ever.

But there seems to be some indescribable change, a kind of determination and independence emanating from the bones.

This subtle change in the atmosphere made the air around them suddenly heavy, and Cui Yunhe, who didn't know why, seemed a little uneasy.

"Your Highness, the ladies are eagerly awaiting our arrival, so it would be best if Yunhe and I go ahead."

Cui Rongrong said this in a nonchalant tone, and then bowed respectfully to Song Yanyi.