The Poisonous Concubine is alive

Even if I am your wife, I still love you. Ye Chenxuan looked at Liu Yunrou with his eyes full of you.

The sweet atmosphere of their newlywed life still surrounded Liu Yunrou and Ye Chenxuan. Although they had only been married for a few days, Ye Chenxuan's love for Liu Yunrou had already penetrated deep into his bones. He often whispered in her ear: "Even if you were my wife, I would still cherish you like a baby, and it would never change."

Whenever Ye Chenxuan looked at Liu Yunrou, his eyes were filled with her, as if the whole world had lost its color. His eyes were filled with tenderness and affection, as if to say that no matter how the world changes, she is the only one in his heart.

To express his love for Liu Yunrou, Ye Chenxuan spared no expense, presenting her with the world's most precious treasures. He gifted her priceless jewels, each one a gleam of his love for her; he searched for rare treasures from around the world for her, each gift carrying his unwavering love.

Whether it was the first ray of sunshine in the morning or the last star at night, Ye Chenxuan was willing to pick them for Liu Yunrou. He gave her flowers of all seasons: roses in spring, peonies in summer, chrysanthemums in autumn, and plum blossoms in winter. Each one was a different interpretation of his love for her.

Liu Yunrou was deeply moved by Ye Chenxuan's persistence and deep affection. She knew that these gifts were not just material treasures, but also Ye Chenxuan's endless love for her. In Ye Chenxuan's eyes, Liu Yunrou was his most precious gift, and he was willing to spend his whole life to pamper and love her forever.

Liu Yunrou gazed at Ye Chenxuan, the affection in her eyes as gentle as spring water, her heart already melted by his love. Once upon a time, she was filled with fear and uncertainty about marriage, her worries about her future life making her want to escape several times. However, Ye Chenxuan's appearance was like a beam of warm light, illuminating every corner of her heart, and gradually transforming her fear into deep love.

This love, pure and unwavering, belonged only to Ye Chenxuan. In his embrace, Liu Yunrou found an unprecedented sense of security, willing to let go of all her defenses, to trust and rely on him. If it were anyone else, Liu Yunrou's heart might still be closed, she might choose to escape the uncertainty of marriage and continue to drift alone in her own world.

But Ye Chenxuan was different. He was a unique exception in her life. His gentleness, his tolerance, and his deep affection made Liu Yunrou willing to put aside all her concerns and bravely approach him, willing to spend the rest of her life with him. With Ye Chenxuan by her side, Liu Yunrou felt true happiness, a feeling she had only dreamed of but never dared to hope for. Therefore, her heart, her love, was willing to bloom only for Ye Chenxuan.

Liu Yunrou sometimes couldn't help but wonder if the author had a special fondness for runaway marriages. Whenever the plot reached a crucial juncture, the approaching wedding date always made her heart beat faster, and the wedding invitation in her hand felt like a hot potato. She looked at her own reflection in the text, seemingly always lingering on the threshold of marriage, hesitant. Perhaps, in the author's writing, runaway marriage is not just a plot device, but also a pursuit of freedom and true love. Her heart, amidst this contradiction, constantly searches for its own answer.

Liu Yunrou had always been a lover of books, and now, having unexpectedly traveled to ancient times, her heart was filled with emotion. In this unfamiliar era, she often lost herself in her own thoughts, imagining whether she would, like the characters in her novels, make the shocking move of escaping marriage.

She imagined a writer as an independent and free soul, pursuing inner truth and emotional expression. Liu Yunrou imagined that if this writer were to encounter an unlovable engagement in her story, she might actually pick up her pen and write her own tale of escape. But in reality, Liu Yunrou, faced with the constraints of ancient ethics, felt both a longing for freedom and a fear of the unknown.

Amidst this dilemma, Liu Yunrou couldn't help but ask herself: If I truly became the writer in the novel, would I bravely escape this marriage and pursue true love and life? Or would I, under the pressure of reality, choose to compromise? This question, like a seed, lay deep in her heart, waiting to take root and sprout at some point in the future.

Every day in ancient times, Liu Yunrou endured an intense inner struggle. The thought of escaping her marriage was both an unprecedented temptation and filled with a deep sense of fear and guilt. Her heart seemed to be torn between two forces. On the one hand, she longed to be like the heroine in the novel, bravely pursuing her own happiness and breaking the shackles of fate, even if it meant escaping her impending marriage in order to pursue the truth of her heart.

On the other hand, she knew full well that she lived in an era of strict social ethics. The consequences of running away from marriage would not only destroy her personal reputation, but could also implicate her family, even leading to family strife and misfortune. Liu Yunrou's heart was like a kite being pulled by a thin string: she longed to fly to the free sky, but also feared the fall if the string broke.

In the dead of night, Liu Yunrou often found herself alone by the dim candlelight, tears welling in her eyes. She wondered if she was too selfish, if she should abandon those unrealistic fantasies, settle for the status quo, and fulfill her responsibilities as a daughter and wife. But every time she closed her eyes, the freedom and true love depicted in those novels burned like a flame in her heart, unable to completely extinguish her longing for another life.

This inner struggle made Liu Yunrou feel unprecedented fatigue and pain. She didn't know which path she should choose, to obey the arrangement of fate, or to bravely pursue her own heart. This contradiction and struggle, like the stars in the night sky, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, always flickering in her heart. Every night, when the night falls and the stars are twinkling, Ye Chenxuan always finds Liu Yunrou sitting alone in front of the window, with a dazed look in her eyes, as if she was lost in deep thought. He gently approached her, held her in his arms, and asked gently: "What are you thinking about, my Crown Princess? Is there something that bothers you, or are you missing your husband?"

Liu Yunrou's body trembled slightly in Ye Chenxuan's arms. Her eyes gradually focused, and looking at the man in front of her who loved her deeply, her heart softened instantly. She shook her head gently, trying to hide her inner struggle, but Ye Chenxuan's keen sense would not let him miss her subtle changes.

"Tell me, Yunrou," Ye Chenxuan's voice became softer, his fingers gently caressing her shoulders, "No matter what you are worried about, I will face it with you. You are my Crown Princess, and I will use all my strength to protect you and prevent you from any harm."

Tears welled up in Liu Yunrou's eyes, and she clutched Ye Chenxuan's clothes tightly. The contradictions and struggles in her heart seemed to have found an outlet at this moment. She knew that no matter what she decided, Ye Chenxuan would always be her strongest support. This deep love made her feel extremely warm and safe, and it also made her more determined to believe that no matter how difficult the road ahead, as long as they walked hand in hand, nothing would be impossible.