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Yang Xue cried in grievance and complained loudly.

"Brother Crown Prince, how could you do this? I am your biological sister, you and I are family, why are you lying to outsiders? You must have been bewitched by her, just kill her and it will be fine."

Yang Zhize pursed his lips and said, "I think you need to calm down. I'll have someone send you to the manor. You can calm down there and come back when you have figured it out."

Yang Xue was terrified. The journey to Zhuangzi was long and steep, and she had no real power. Wouldn't that be like being put under house arrest? It would be like asking for her life.

"I won't go. I want to see my mother. I don't want to go to Zhuangzi."

Yang Zhize walked up to Yang Xue, his low voice slightly soothing.

"Xue'er, you've grown up, and there are many things you should know how to choose.

Fu Rongzhi doesn't like you. Even if you really marry him, it will only lead to a pair of resentful couples.

Yun'er has never done anything to you. It was the three brothers of the Fu family who forced your father to make the decision to marry you off. Don't vent your anger on her.

Go to the farm and rest for a while. Come back later, and I'll announce you as the Queen's adopted daughter and give you the title of Princess again."

Yang Xue sobbed, and her eyes lit up when she heard the rest. She still wanted to be her princess again, how noble and glorious it was.

Yang Zhize made Yang Xue leave willingly with just a few words.

After Yang Xue left, Yang Zhize waved to Su Yun, "Yun'er, come here."

Yun did not go over, but asked

"Why did you knock me out during the banquet?"

"If I don't knock you out, you'll reveal your true identity and let them take you back, right?"

"I am Fu Rongzhi's wife. What's wrong with me going back with him and wanting to go back with him?"

Yang Zhize sighed, "But none of them recognized you, which shows that they don't really like you."

"Ask yourself, how could they recognize me after I dressed like that and changed everything?

Even if he doesn't recognize me, so what? I'm his wife, what's wrong with me wanting to go back?"

Yang Zhize's face turned pale and he kept coughing. It took him a while to stop.

His eyes were hurt. "Yun'er, the imperial physician said I wouldn't live past the age of twenty. Can't you just pity me and stay by my side, accompanying me through the last part of my life?"

Su Yun sighed: "But I am not yours. You have a sister and your father, the emperor and your mother. It is wrong for you to do this."

"Yun'er, life is short and I just want to do what I like. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You haven't had lunch yet. Are you hungry now? I asked the kitchen to make a few dishes you like. Let's eat together."

After Yang Zhize finished speaking, he walked over and held her hand.

Su Yun tried to dodge, but couldn't, and was held tightly by him.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Su Yun, with a hurt expression on his face. His voice was weak and fragile, "Yun'er, just stay with me. If you really can't, stay with me for half a year, okay? After half a year, I will definitely let you go."

Su Yun bit her lip and said nothing.

"Yun'er, I'll take this as your agreement."

……

Days passed, and before he knew it, Su Yun had been in the Prince's Mansion for five months, and there was only one month left to go before it was six months.

Every day, Yang Zhize dragged him to accompany him and watched him practice sword in the morning. Yes, the sickly prince knew some kung fu, but his health was not good and his kung fu was just average. But the most important thing was his persistence.

After practicing sword and having breakfast, he took Su Yun to read books and write. Su Yun mostly read storybooks, and Yang Zhize catered to her interests and brought her many wonderful storybooks.