After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

An Man's heart trembled, a chill running from her feet to her head. She had never seen Ouyang Jing look so terrifying before. It was filled with disgust, even... murderous intent.

Li Zhong stepped forward and said in an unquestionable tone, "Princess Anman, please."

Anman clenched his palms and walked out.

In Fengshui Town, in a secluded courtyard.

The sunlight shone on her face, making her skin look as white as snow and her eyebrows and features as picturesque as a painting.

Qing He hurried in, holding a letter in her hand, her expression excited: "Miss, Miss! There's news!"

Xie Mishuang put down the embroidery in her hands and took the letter. There were only four words written on the envelope: Prince's Memory Restored.

She opened the letter and after reading it, her face turned pale.

"He... remembered." Xie Mishuang's voice trembled, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions.

Qing He quickly comforted her, "Miss, this is good news! His Highness finally remembered you!"

Xie Mishuang gave a bitter smile: "Good news? He already has a Crown Princess, can I still go back?"

"But..." Qing He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xie Mishuang.

"Qinghe, burn the letter." Xie Mishuang's voice was calm, but with a hint of determination.

Qing He was stunned for a moment, then she understood what Xie Mishuang meant.

She silently threw the letter into the brazier and watched it turn to ashes.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye.

Ouyang Jing ascended the throne as emperor.

However, the first thing the new emperor did after ascending the throne was not to deal with government affairs, but to mobilize the whole country to find a woman - Xie Mishuang.

Everyone in the capital knew that the new emperor had gone to great lengths to find his former crown princess, even to the point of going crazy.

"Your Majesty, state affairs are important. You should deal with government affairs first." The prime minister advised earnestly.

Ouyang Jing turned a deaf ear to her and stared into the distance with empty eyes: "Shuang'er... where are you..."

There was also news that Princess Zeng had accidentally fallen off a cliff and her body was never found.

But the new emperor refused to believe it and insisted on seeing the person alive or the body dead.

Although Anman became the queen, from the moment she stepped into the palace, she was like a canary, locked in a cold cage.

She looked at the empty palace, her heart filled with bitterness.

She got the position of queen, but could not get the emperor's heart.

The former Prince Liu is still an idle prince and has no real power.

After that, Xie Chuxue's obsession with the crown prince also disappeared.

As long as she is living a better life than Xie Mishuang now, that's fine.

"Xie Mishuang, I am the final winner!" Xie Chuxue looked at herself in the mirror and smiled proudly.

Qinglian also gave birth to a daughter during this period.

Qinglian died unexpectedly just over a month after her daughter was born.

And everyone thought that the daughter was born to Princess Liu.

Jiang Yulian went from being General Jiang to being the deputy director of the Inspection Department.

The story started when Jiang Yulian was defeated by a new recruit.

Jiang Yulian became a soldier and started all over again.

Inspection Department.

The head soldier stood respectfully in front of Yan Yunfei, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Master Yan, the person you requested is here."

Yan Yunfei didn't even raise his head, flipping through the files in his hand, and said indifferently: "Let her in."

Jiang Yulian was dressed as an ordinary soldier, standing upright at the door, but there was a hint of unwillingness in her eyes.

"Jiang Yulian, nice to meet you, Master Yan." Her tone was cold, with a hint of subtle sarcasm.

Yan Yunfei finally raised his head, his deep gaze fell on her, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "General Jiang, how do you feel now?"

Jiang Yulian gritted her teeth, suppressing the anger in her heart: "Master Yan, you are joking. I am just a soldier now and cannot be called a general."

"Really? But I heard that General Jiang was once so majestic and invincible." Yan Yunfei put down the file, slowly stood up, walked in front of her, and looked down at her. "Now he's defeated by a new soldier. It's really sad."

Jiang Yulian clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh.

She knew that Yan Yunfei was deliberately humiliating her, but she was powerless to refute him.

"Master Yan, since I have already agreed to the arrangements made by the military commander, I will naturally do my part." Jiang Yulian took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in her heart. "Please give your instructions, Master."

"Very good." Yan Yunfei nodded with satisfaction, "Then pour me a cup of tea first."

Jiang Yulian suppressed her humiliation and poured him a cup of tea.

one year later.

The files piled up like a mountain. Jiang Yulian flipped through them skillfully with a frown on her face.

"Master Yan, I think there's something else going on in this case." She pointed to a detail in the file. "Although the fingerprints on the murder weapon belong to the deceased, the grip marks don't quite match."

Yan Yunfei walked over to her and took a closer look. "You mean, someone deliberately faked the scene?"

"That's right." Jiang Yulian nodded affirmatively, "Also, I suspect the murderer has a close relationship with the deceased."

A glint of admiration flashed in Yan Yunfei's eyes: "Jiang Yulian, you really didn't let me down."

Three years later, Jiang Yulian has become the fourth-rank deputy director of the Inspection Department and the only female criminal officer. With her sharp judgment and extraordinary wisdom, she has distinguished herself in countless cases and won the respect of everyone.

Fengshui Town, Xie Mishuang's courtyard.

Xie Mishuang unfolded the letter from Jiang Yulian and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In addition to describing Yu Lian's experience in the Inspection Department, the letter also mentioned Yan Yunfei many times.

"Sister Yu Lian, are you interested in this Prince Yan..." Xie Mishuang murmured to herself, with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"Auntie! Hug me!" A soft voice interrupted her thoughts.

A boy about two years old ran out staggeringly and threw himself into Chi Chunchun's arms.

"Young Master, run slower, don't fall!" Qing He chased after him, looking anxious.

The boy was delicate and handsome, and Ouyang Jing's shadow could be vaguely seen in his eyes and eyebrows.

"Auntie, hug me!" The boy hugged Chi Chunchun's neck and said coquettishly.

Chi Chunchun smiled and nodded his little head: "You're already grown up, do you still want a hug?"

"Either you or me!" The boy refused to give in and held Chi Chunchun's calf tightly, refusing to let go.

Chi Chunchun looked at the boy's cute appearance and softened her heart. She lifted him up and spun him around a few times.

"Okay Chunchun, don't spoil him." Xie Mishuang walked forward with a smile and gently pinched the boy's chubby little face.

The boy giggled, revealing his two tiny teeth, and his eyes curved into crescents.

Upon hearing this, Chi Chunchun put the boy down and patted his little head gently: "Go play, I have something to say to your mother."

The boy nodded obediently and ran towards the swing in the yard with his short legs. His small figure looked particularly lively in the sunshine.

Xie Mishuang pulled Chi Chunchun to sit down at the stone table: "Chunchun, tell me slowly, what's wrong?"