The weak prince's queen

Seeing Chu Xiyue crying so heartbrokenly in front of him, Xiao Yichen's heart tightened involuntarily. He hurriedly walked forward in two steps, stretched out his hands and steadily supported her who was about to fall.

At this moment, Chu Xiyue raised her head with tears in her eyes and said to Xiao Yichen with a sob: "This... is Dong'er's ashes. I have cremated her." After that, she gently stroked the brocade box containing the ashes, as if it contained not ashes, but all the beautiful memories of her and Dong'er in the past.

At this moment, Mo Feng, who had been silent the entire time, slowly walked over. His face was solemn, his eyes revealing endless sorrow, and he said softly, "Give her to me."

Chu Xiyue naturally knew that Dong'er had a close relationship with Mo Feng during her lifetime and that the two had a deep friendship, so she nodded without any hesitation and replied, "Well, okay." Then she carefully handed the brocade box in her hand to Mo Feng.

Mo Feng solemnly took the brocade box handed to him by Chu Xiyue, turned around and walked silently towards his room.

Looking at Mo Feng's receding figure, Xiao Yichen gently patted Chu Xiyue's shoulder and said softly, "Let him be alone for a while and give him some time to calm down."

Chu Xiyue nodded slightly, indicating that she agreed with Xiao Yichen's words.

Then, Xiao Yichen carefully helped Chu Xiyue up, and the two of them slowly returned to the room. Inside, Xiao Yichen looked at Chu Xiyue, who was still immersed in grief and unable to extricate herself. He felt distressed and said with guilt, "I'm sorry, it's all because I came too late. If I had arrived a little earlier, perhaps this tragedy could have been avoided."

However, the considerate Chu Xiyue suppressed the pain in her heart, shook her head, and comforted Xiao Yichen: "You can't be blamed for all this. If you have to blame anyone, you can only blame those people for being too cruel and ruthless!"

Hearing Chu Xiyue's words, he looked at her firmly and promised solemnly: "I promise you that I will make those who have done so much evil pay a heavy price and seek justice for the deceased Dong'er!"

Chu Xiyue sat quietly on the slightly worn stool, her head slightly lowered, her eyes lightly closed, as if she was sorting out her thoughts. After a long while, she slowly opened her eyes and stared ahead, as if she could see through the void those thrilling scenes in the past.

After this life-or-death ordeal, she finally made up her mind to confess everything to Xiao Yichen. Taking a deep breath, she raised her head, gazing at the handsome man before her, and whispered, "Actually, I'm not the Lin Ruoxue you know. My real name is Chu Xiyue, and... I come from a very distant future."

Upon hearing these words, Xiao Yichen's face instantly lit up with shock. His eyes widened as he stared at Chu Xiyue in disbelief, his lips parted as he tried to speak, but the words faltered. However, as he recalled every moment he had spent with Chu Xiyue, a trace of doubt welled up in his heart. Indeed, Chu Xiyue often displayed astonishing talents and insights, and many of the novelties she brought were unprecedented. This didn't seem to fit the image of the gentle and delicate Lin Ruoxue that was rumored.

Chu Xiyue noticed the change in Xiao Yichen's expression, smiled bitterly, and then said: "I knew you would not easily believe what I said. Even I think it is as absurd and bizarre as a fairy tale. But, all this really happened!" As she spoke, she shook her head gently, with a hint of helplessness and sadness in her eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Yichen suddenly stepped forward, held Chu Xiyue's hands tightly, and said with a firm and sincere look: "I believe you!" These four simple words were like the warm sunshine in spring, instantly dispelling the haze in Chu Xiyue's heart.

Chu Xiyue stared at Xiao Yichen in a daze, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

Xiao Yichen smiled slightly, then gently pulled Chu Xiyue into his arms and said in an extremely gentle voice, "From now on, I will call you Yue'er, okay? Also, I want to tell you that no matter who you are or where you come from, I only love you as a person."

After saying that, he lowered his head and gently kissed Chu Xiyue on the forehead. The gentle touch was like a breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.