Priceless: A widow with a baby asks the prince to marry again

The soul sinks into endless darkness and falls into what seems to be eternal silence.

However, in the abyss of drowsiness and despair, a ray of light pierced through the chaos!

He clearly felt that the unforgettable existence for which he had sacrificed his life was waiting at the end of the light!

Liu Rusi!

This thought was like a thunderclap!

He burst out with amazing willpower and struggled hard! Finally, he broke free from the shackles of the nightmare and suddenly opened his eyes!

As far as the eye can see, there is a gorgeous and exquisite dome of the tent.

Who is he?

Ling Yu? No...it's Chu Shiyu.

No! None of this matters!!

"Rusi..." A hoarse cry rolled out of his throat. He ignored the heaviness and dull pain in his body and forced his upper body to stand up! His bloodshot eyes were filled with panic that transcended time and space, and he searched the tent anxiously!

My eyes were black and my head felt dizzy and as if it was about to split.

The chaotic fragments of memory were like a raging tide, violently colliding and tearing in the brain.

The bloodstains winding on the cold tombstone...

The dazzling red under the wheels of the earth moving machine...

That dazzling joy...

Finally, all the illusions were anchored by the reality before them: the gauze curtains hung low, the tassels swayed gently, the air was filled with the familiar bitterness of herbs, and... the faint fragrance of her lingering on the bed...

Chu Shiyu! He is Chu Shiyu!

Liu Rusi had just been kidnapped, but she was still alive! Right here!

But then, the bone-eating despair and the oath sworn with tears and blood in the cemetery, like a red-hot iron, burned deeply into the deepest part of his soul! The intense burning pain exploded from his internal organs and spread to every part of his body!

"Rusi——!" A roar filled with the extreme fear of two lifetimes broke through his throat!

The cry seemed to have drained his last bit of strength, and physical discomfort came over him like a tidal wave.

However, the panic deep in his soul erupted into a stronger force! He ignored everything and threw away the quilt, stomping his bare feet heavily on the cold carpet! His eyes were like a trapped beast on the verge of death, scanning the empty tent with desperate madness.

Where is she?! Where is Liu Rusi?!

"Here you are! Alas, you have a fever again..." The curtains were lifted, and Liu Rusi walked in quickly and steadily, carrying a bowl of freshly boiled, steaming medicine. The medicine swayed gently on the edge of the bowl, reflecting her focused and worried face.

The moment our eyes met——

Liu Rusi's steps suddenly stopped!

She ran into a pair of eyes that were churning with turbulent waves! Burning in them was an almost insane desire to devour her completely! Heavy, unfamiliar, and suffocating, yet like a drowning person clinging to a single piece of driftwood, filled with desperate dependence.

This look... was definitely not what Chu Shiyu should have, after being comforted last night and left with only exhaustion and fear! Liu Rusi's heart sank suddenly. Her sensitivity to emotions and understanding of him instantly sounded the alarm.

A huge unknown loomed over her - what happened to him? She had to know what was wrong with him first. If she didn't find the root cause, how could she find the right medicine?

Her face remained calm and gentle, only her almond-shaped eyes revealed genuine worry. Liu Rusi said softly, "Maybe the wound on your hand is too deep, causing an infection and fever. You should go back and lie down first..."

"Rusi... Liu Rusi..." The tall man seemed to block out all external sounds, his deep, auspicious eyes fixed on her, his eyes filled with incredible ecstasy, as well as a huge sense of relief at having lost and regained something, yet on the verge of collapse! It was like being on the verge of dying of thirst in the desert, suddenly moving to an oasis, with a clear spring within reach!

His eyes wandered over her, from her charming face, slender waist, to her feet on the ground... and then eagerly moved from bottom to top, finally locking onto her eyes.

Each step he took closer was tentative and slow, as if the person before him was just a shattered illusion, ready to dissipate in the despair of delusion at any moment...

When his trembling fingertips finally touched the warm skin on her cheek carefully——

Silent tears, like beads with broken strings, rolled down his handsome but pale face, hitting the cold carpet and leaving small dark marks.

The real touch from his fingertips was like a weak but firm electric current, piercing through the barrier of fear deep in his soul.

"You...drink the medicine first, it's a little hot." Liu Rusi tried to bring him back to reality with a slightly reproachful tone, suppressing the shock in her heart and trying to remain calm.

However, the response once again exceeded expectations!

Chu Shiyu suddenly snatched the medicine bowl from her hand!

The scalding liquid splashed onto the back of his hand, instantly leaving a red mark, yet he was completely oblivious! He simply slammed the bowl of medicine onto the table beside him! The bowl tilted, and with a loud clatter, most of the thick, black liquid spilled, instantly filling the air with a pungent, bitter aroma!

"Rusi! Rusi...Liu Rusi!" He growled and murmured, and with a strength that was almost desperate, he pulled her into his arms!

His arms were like the toughest black iron chains, instantly restraining her petite body! The force was so great that Liu Rusi's breath was choked and her ribs ached slightly!

"What's wrong? Did you dream about me climbing a mountain of swords again?" Liu Rusi's tone was teasing, revealing deep worry, a bit of sincerity, and a bit of deliberate guidance.

"No...it's you...you...were hit by a dump truck..." Chu Shiyu finally heard her voice, her words were incoherent, and memories and emotions collided and merged violently in his chaotic sea of ​​consciousness!

Liu Rusi's death - the shattered bright red body under the dump truck, the irreversible end on the cold operating table - is the deepest fear and despair that will never be erased in the depths of his soul!

"Earthmoving truck..." Liu Rusi remained submissively in his suffocating embrace, not struggling. But those three words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the effortlessly relaxed expression on her face. Her expression faded, and her eyes turned into a calm, solemn, and inquiring look.

She had indeed spoken to Chu Shiyu about her modern experiences, including her death in her previous life. His reaction at the time, though painful, was also mixed with confusion... and given Chu Shiyu's language system, he would never use this name so naturally...

The warm body in his arms continued to heal the pain that tore his soul apart, and slightly suppressed the deep fear - it did not disappear, but was deeply rooted in his soul like an eternal mark!

Now that I've been blessed by heaven, the ecstasy of having found something I've lost should be transformed into a determination to fulfill my vow! Never leave her side! Protect her well!

However, the thought of "God's mercy" exploded like thunder in his confused mind!

Wasn't their meeting in this life the result of his blood oath in his previous life? He still vaguely felt the lingering connection between life and death...

Thoughts spread rapidly, and all the past events emerged, like dots connected one by one, forming a clear line...

In Jinyan City, he overheard Huang Yazi talking about luring Liu Cui's father to sell his daughter to pay off his debts, so he captured Huang Yazi and brought him back to the inn. Huang Yazi once said...

"If I buy Liu Rusi, I will definitely send her to the Golden Wind Jade Dew Pavilion for training. With her looks, it will be easy for her to get in! That's not some brothel, it's a place dedicated to collecting beauties and presenting them to the rich and powerful! The beauties must remain virgins until they are married, and they will never be touched by anyone!"

"Some of the top beauties in the Golden Wind and Jade Dew Pavilion will be sent to the royal family. If Liu Rusi enters the pavilion, she might even meet the prince!"

He originally thought it was irrelevant! But when he returned to the capital, he discovered that among the three beauties bestowed by his father, Du Ruo was from the Golden Wind and Jade Dew Pavilion!

Du Ruo and Liu Rusi are of similar age. If they were to enter the cabinet, they would be in the same batch! Liu Rusi would most likely... be given to him by the emperor!

Furthermore, the old Taoist priest left a note for Du Ruo's lover, his attendant Yi San, saying, "See Liu, get Du!" It was as if... God had replaced Liu Rusi with Du Ruo! Once she returned to her place, Du Ruo was able to leave!

He had once learned from Du Ruo that, aside from the lack of freedom and uncertainty about where one would go after turning eighteen, life in the palace provided ample food and clothing. His fear at the time was that if his father didn't choose her, she might end up in a miserable situation after turning eighteen, being sent to a brothel or marrying Prince Kang, where she would be deaf and speechless forever.

So he comforted himself and decided to stick to the current trajectory!

But what if there was no other possibility?! As long as Liu Rusi entered the Golden Wind and Jade Dew Pavilion, they were destined to meet?!

All of this changed because Liu Rusi met Qin Lie! And Qin Lie intervened and bought her! What a coincidence!

And the old Taoist priest—Seri Guleng, the last crown prince of the previous dynasty! He can glimpse fate and change its trajectory! And he may very well be Qin Lie's blood relative!

"Seriguleng!" A shrill roar burst out from between his teeth!

The handsome face twisted into a hideous shape! The tall man turned around abruptly and was about to rush out of the tent!

However, a small hand held him tightly!

She wasn't strong enough to stop him, but if he ran out without a care in the world, she would probably fall... Instinctively, he stopped and looked back...

"Tell me clearly first! What on earth did you dream about?!" Liu Rusi completely gave up on beating around the bush to appease him! Seeing his furious look, the old Taoist priest, who was exhausted, could not withstand his torment at all!

"I... I dreamed..." The chaotic images surged through his mind again, and Chu Shiyu spoke incoherently, "In the previous life... we... I sacrificed my life... to meet you in this life... You are mine... I sacrificed my life!"

Liu Rusi's pupils suddenly constricted! As if a terrifying suspicion had been confirmed, a storm surged in her eyes! But she suppressed the stormy waves and asked with a tone of genuine confusion, "How is this possible? What are you talking about?"

"Golden Wind and Jade Dew Pavilion!" Chu Shiyu first extracted this key point from his confused mind!

Then came the fragmented points: "Huang Yazi! Du Ruo! 'See Liu, get Du'! You were supposed to enter the Golden Wind and Jade Dew Pavilion! And then be given to me by the Emperor! This is our destiny!"

"It was Qin Lie! He was the one who bought you out of nowhere! It was him! Seriguleng helped him! They conspired together... they...!" He was so excited that he could barely form a sentence, and finally he shouted a hoarse accusation: "Qin Lie stole you away!"

"Qin Lie is the despicable thief! The shameless robber! You, the one I spent my entire life and risked my life to get to know, were snatched away from me without me even noticing!"

Although Liu Rusi tried her best to control her expression, the rage that was about to burst out still flashed across her eyes!

Chu Shiyu accurately captured this fleeting flash of anger! This was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire!

He was even more furious! Qin Lie hadn't just snatched her away! He had also firmly occupied her heart! A hold that would never fade until death... and these things should have belonged to him!

Seriguleng is the culprit behind all this!

He couldn't possibly shake Liu Rusi off, and he couldn't wait to stay with her forever! Chu Shiyu simply leaned over, slipped one hand under Liu Rusi's hips, and lifted her up! With a thunderous momentum, he strode out of the tent and headed straight for where Seriguleng was!

Liu Rusi did not struggle, but let him carry her away with his body stiffly, like a lifeless puppet.

The cold air outside the tent hit her face. After a long while, she finally asked in a voice so soft that it was almost blown away by the wind, amidst his hurried steps: "Among these destinies, do I have no choice..."

The voice was right next to his ear. Chu Shiyu heard it, but he could only face this unanswerable question with silence.

Although he would never again stand aside and watch for her so-called "freedom"! Staying with her all the time was a right he had earned after two lifetimes!

However, a series of vivid images emerged in my mind:

In her previous life, during a secretly filmed video call, she coldly and arrogantly declared to the persistent Ke Jinfeng, "I have my own goals! I came here to become a world-class cardiac surgeon! I don't have time to play boring courtship games with you!"

In the police station's surveillance video, she shouted at her immoral and incompetent father: "You can't decide my life!"

In this life, she said to him several times: "If you insist on restricting my will like this, then I will do everything in my power to get rid of you!"

Last night, in this northern tent, she had solemnly declared to him, "My life is my own decision. I have the final say on its value and how it should be used."

The voices of will, transcending time and space, echoed in his ears along with the howling cold wind.

Every word was a rebuke to his domineering behavior of trying to "arrange" her fate and "decide" for her!

The flames of anger burning from his bones were slightly weakened by these deafening memories and her current cold stiffness... It was a trace of pity for her fortitude forged in suffering, and... the guilt of about going against her will, which quietly filled his heart.

He adjusted the arm that was holding her up slightly to steady her body, but his rapid strides involuntarily...slowed down a bit.

Along the way, Liu Rusi was also thinking quickly.

She put aside the nonsense about fate for the moment and focused on the urgent matter at hand.

The old Taoist priest had long been exhausted and unconscious, but now he was still breathing and lying there, not dead.

But Chu Shiyu's anger could not be dispelled by her words... The opportunity he had exchanged for his life was taken away by someone... accidentally. How could he be comforted?

She could only try her best to stop Chu Shiyu on the spot and find a way to calm him down slowly without hurting the old Taoist priest.

However, even Chu Shiyu, who had calmed down a little, did not expect that the old Taoist priest, who had been in a coma for more than ten days and was like a dead tree that could breathe, would actually wake up.

He seemed to have foreseen this heart-wrenching questioning. With a pair of abrupt and clear eyes that were extremely inconsistent with his wrinkled appearance, he looked at them indifferently.