After rebirth, the abstinent prince wants to marry me every day

"This life is uncertain, but I look forward to the next life. My dear, if there is an afterlife, we will definitely be husband and wife again..."

Under the blood-red setting sun, the air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood. Zhu Qing'an hugged her husband tightly in her arms, and crystal tears rolled down her cheeks like pearls that had broken off the string.

"Husband, please don't leave me alone, please!" Zhu Qing'an's thoughts were in a mess, her ears were buzzing, and her confused eyes revealed extreme sorrow.

Shen Shixin raised his hand. It was just a simple action but it was extremely strenuous. The blood on his chest stained Shen Shixin's favorite white clothes red.

"My wife..." Shen Shixin trembled slightly and gave Zhu Qing'an a soothing smile. He wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of Zhu Qing'an's eyes again. He wanted to tell her not to cry for him, because he was afraid that he would not be able to accompany her in the future.

However, before his palm could touch Zhu Qingan's cheek, it fell down heavily and powerlessly.

Shen Shixin's face froze, and his eyes still revealed reluctance and sadness.

Zhu Qing'an was stunned at first, looking at her husband who had lost his breath in her arms in disbelief. She felt like she was thrown into the endless cold sea, and the blood in her body froze.

"Ah!" She couldn't help but roar loudly, screaming at the top of her lungs, "Husband!"

She couldn't help but question the heavens, "Why! Why do the people I love and the people who love me have to die tragically? God is so unfair! God is so unfair!"

Madness and despair, miserable cries, lingered for a long time.

Suddenly waking up, Zhu Qing'an sat up straight, holding his chest and breathing heavily. He couldn't help but sweat all over his body, as if the pain in the dream was still lingering in his heart.

No, that wasn't a dream...

Just as Zhu Qing'an was still recovering from the painful memories of her past life, she gasped when she felt something strange in her body.

No, that's not right!

She was clearly dead, so why could she still feel so clearly? The drowsy feeling in her body was so real. Her dress had been removed by three-quarters, revealing her fair shoulders.

Looking up, when Zhu Qing'an saw everything in front of him, he was so shocked that he clenched his teeth.

This is an extremely luxurious room, with gauze curtains hanging down, creating a hazy and romantic atmosphere. The walls are covered with brocade, and even the ceiling is separated by embroidered felt, not to mention the exquisite furnishings.

For a moment, Zhu Qing'an felt like she was going crazy. How could she see the place where she was framed in her previous life again?

However, the strange feeling coming from her body made Zhu Qing'an feel as if everything was not a dream. She pinched herself hard, and the pain made everything seem real.

Zhu Qing'an didn't know why she, who was already dead, appeared again in the scene where she was framed in her previous life, but all her nightmares seemed to start from today's frame-up.

Even though she hadn't figured things out yet, she didn't want to experience the desperate situation of being framed and despised by everyone again.

Without hesitation, Zhu Qing'an plucked out the hairpin from her dark hair and slashed her arm. The blood and pain made her more sober. She even hurriedly extinguished the incense burning in the room. There was something wrong with the incense.

Although the pain in his arm made Zhu Qing'an a little more awake and the incense was extinguished, Zhu Qing'an was still exhausted and even felt a little hot in his body.

It was at this moment that footsteps were heard, steady and powerful.

When the door of the wing room was pushed open, Zhu Qing'an was not surprised to see a majestic and imposing figure.

"Princess Yongfu?"

The person who came was the Loyal King Bian Jingsheng, who was also the one who was framed and had an affair with Zhu Qingan in his previous life.

The Loyal and Righteous King Bian Jingsheng has a face with extremely superior bone structure and skin, smooth contours, thick eyebrows, big eyes, sharp eye corners, and eyes as sharp as a knife blade.

His facial features are three-dimensional, his back always seems to be straight, his shoulders are broad and his legs are long, he looks mysterious and restrained, he wears a dark-green cloak with a black robe, and no accessories. If it were someone else, this outfit might look a bit dull, but on him, it makes him look elegant and graceful.

Bian Jingsheng didn't expect to see such a scene when he opened the door. At this time, Zhu Qing'an was leaning on the brocade couch, with her long hair as smooth and soft as black silk draped behind her. Her delicate figure contained the brilliance of jade, and her beautiful eyes were slightly hooked, with ripples like autumn water in her eyes, as if a pearl was haloed, which was indescribably moving.

Bian Jingsheng's wheat-colored skin flushed faintly, and he quickly turned his eyes away. But the scene he had just seen seemed to have taken root in his mind.

"Princess Yongfu?" Bian Jingsheng turned his eyes away, clearly sensing that something was wrong with Zhu Qing'an, and moved a little closer to Zhu Qing'an.

Zhu Qingan remembered that in her previous life, she came to the side hall to change her dress because it was soiled, but she was drugged and fell asleep.

When she woke up, she found out that King Zhongyi had also been lured to the secret remedy and happened to see her in dishevel. This scene happened to be seen by the nobles who suddenly came, and the news of her affair with King Zhongyi spread like wildfire.

Even though King Zhongyi and the Queen Mother suppressed the matter at that time, her reputation was completely ruined.

Prince Zhongyi was impeached several times by the censors for his "affair" with her.

Afterwards, Prince Zhongyi came to apologize to Zhu Qing'an and asked her if she wanted to marry him, after all, her reputation was damaged at that time.

Zhu Qing'an was angry and unwilling at the time. Naturally, she did not want to really marry the King of Loyalty because of a frame-up, so she refused.

After learning about this, King Zhongyi returned directly to the border in order to stop the rumors. He did not return to Ancheng until Zhu Qing'an was about to die in his previous life.

"Lord, take me away from here!" Zhu Qing'an reached out and tugged at Bian Jingsheng's sleeve, her fingertips white. She knew someone would be here soon, and there was no time to lose. Her body was still sore, so she could only ask Bian Jingsheng for help.

Originally, Zhu Qing'an thought that given the unfamiliar relationship between her and Bian Jingsheng, she would have to spend more time talking to him.

Unexpectedly, Bian Jingsheng understood what happened after hearing Zhu Qingan's words, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Sorry!" Bian Jingsheng took off his outer robe and wrapped Zhu Qingan's disheveled body, then pushed open the window and flew out with Zhu Qingan.

Zhu Qing'an smelled a pleasant soapy scent, which was the scent of Bian Jingsheng's outer robe.

It's really strange. Nowadays, the noblemen in Ancheng carry sachets and their clothes are mostly scented with incense, but there is no scent of incense on Bian Jingsheng.

However, considering Bian Jingsheng's behavior, Zhu Qing'an was not surprised.

Bian Jingsheng flew out of the side hall holding Zhu Qing'an. The girl in his arms was light yet unusually soft, which made Bian Jingsheng, who was used to holding a sword, a little at a loss, fearing that he would hurt Zhu Qing'an.

"Send me back to the Hou Mansion!"

Zhu Qing'an's weak voice came from the outer robe in his arms, which made Bian Jingsheng tighten his hold on Zhu Qing'an and fly out of the palace quickly.

Inside the palace, the imperial guards patrolled from time to time, and the palace maids stood three or five steps apart, guarding the palace strictly.

However, Bian Jingsheng was holding someone and was walking as if he was in an empty place. This made Zhu Qingan realize once again how powerful Bian Jingsheng was.

Bian Jingsheng hid Zhu Qing'an in a carriage parked at the palace gate and took Zhu Qing'an away from the palace.

It was not until Zhu Qing'an felt that the carriage was getting farther and farther away from the palace that her heart finally settled down. She could no longer bear it and fainted.

Zhu Qing'an didn't know that after she fell into a coma, the extremely cold and loyal King stretched out his rough palm and gently touched her cheek, sighing helplessly, with a slight curve on his thin lips.