Fu Jiuli allowed herself to be pressed against the stone wall by her. The distance between them was very close, and her unique fragrance was completely wrapped in his arms.

He resisted the urge to raise his hands and hold her in his arms, and looked down at her, the darkness in his eyes turning into a rich black.

"If you want, I can help you rescue him."

Shen Nanxing laughed angrily: "And then?"

The man remained silent.

Shen Nanxing laughed at herself, took a half step back, and distanced herself from him: "And then I marry him again?"

The temperature in her eyes suddenly turned cold: "Fu Jiuli, am I some kind of tradable item? Can you summon me and leave me as you please?"

"If you don't want to marry me, just say so. There's no need to use all this nonsense!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave. The moment she turned around, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

"Fu Jiuli, I will never bother you again."

"Nanxing!" The moment she turned around, Fu Jiuli moved faster than he thought, pulled her back and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Don't be like this, that's not what I meant..."

"Then what do you mean!" Shen Nanxing buried her face in the man's chest, listening to the violent beating in his chest, tears bursting down.

Feeling the damp heat coming from his chest, Fu Jiuli became even more panicked.

He patted her back lightly: "I don't want to marry you, I, I really want to marry you..."

"You are not an object, I am afraid of you..."

Shen Nanxing raised her head from his arms and stared at him with tearful eyes: "What are you afraid of me?"

Fu Jiuli took out a handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped away her tears. Her voice was very soft and gentle: "I'm afraid you will regret it..."

"You're the Ninth Prince, holding a high position of power and authority, and you're as handsome as Pan An, so why are you so unsure of yourself?" Shen Nanxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, then remembered something: "Were you there the day Xie Tingyu was exiled?"

"Ah."

"You only heard that he was bewitched, but did you hear what I said afterwards?"

Fu Jiuli was stunned: "I..."

"You must have run away after hearing half of it!" Shen Nanxing shook off his hand that was wiping her tears. "If you had heard the whole thing, why would you come and talk to me about this nonsense today?"

Fu Jiuli's eyes suddenly brightened: "What... did you say?"

"I won't tell you!" Shen Nanxing glared at him again, snatched the handkerchief from his hand, and wiped her tears.

I cried in front of him again, which was very embarrassing.

As she was wiping, she thought of something and raised her handkerchief, frowning: "How come you, a grown man, are carrying a woman's handkerchief with you?"

"It's because you love to cry." Fu Jiuli was trying to figure out what she had said that day, but when she asked him the question, he blurted it out without thinking.

After hearing this sentence, both of them were stunned.

Shen Nanxing's face suddenly turned red. She crumpled up the handkerchief and stuffed it into his arms. "You're the one who loves to cry!" She turned around and walked away.

She took two steps, turned around, trotted back, stood on tiptoe, held his face, and kissed him hard on the lips.

Just as she was about to pull away after the kiss, the man's big hands grabbed her waist, deepening the kiss. After a long and passionate kiss, the two finally separated.

Shen Nanxing's cheeks flushed, and she said unhappily, "Don't think about it anymore in the future. Go back and prepare the betrothal gifts!"

"Okay." The man's eyes were deep and his voice was low and pleasant.

......

Shen Ming and Shen Nanxing traveled day and night and finally arrived at Hanshan Temple in the evening five days later.

Shen Nanxing was in a very good mood and praised: "Brother, your driving skills are very good. We arrived in just five days instead of the seven-day journey!"

Shen Ming said coldly, "Aren't you afraid that if you run too slow, someone might not be able to catch up and start crying?"

Shen Nanxing: ...

There is no way to chat today!

The brother and sister entered the temple and explained their reason to the abbot. The abbot then led the way and they successfully met their grandmother, Mrs. He.

They met their grandmother when they were very young. When they were about three or four years old, their grandmother moved to Hanshan Temple to recuperate on the grounds that the climate in the capital was not suitable for recuperation. When she left, she also took the eldest son of the family, Shen Yan, with her.

Over ten years have passed, and my grandmother and Shen Yan have never returned to the capital, nor have they allowed anyone from the Marquis' Mansion to visit their relatives in the temple.

But the moment they saw her, they immediately recognized the old lady in front of them as their grandmother. The reason was that Dad looked 70% similar to Grandmother.

Old Mrs. He's hair was as white as snow, without a trace of black. It was neatly tied up behind her head with a plain wooden hairpin. There were many wrinkles on her face, and her expression was quite stern. She looked much older than her actual age.

She was not surprised at all when she saw the brother and sister coming, as if she had expected their arrival.

Old Mrs. He just sighed: "This day has finally come."

"Ask whatever you want to ask!"

"Yan'er, serve tea to your brother and sister. Remember, the tea needs to be brewed for a longer time."

A young man standing next to her nodded and went out.

Only Mrs. He and the siblings Shen Ming and Shen Nanxing were left in the room.

Shen Ming looked at the old lady and asked directly, "Grandma, does my father have twin brothers?"

Old Mrs. He stared at the table with her cloudy old eyes, motionless.

The brother and sister did not rush and waited patiently.

After a long time, Mrs. He's dry voice slowly rang out, telling a mysterious story from that year.

It turned out that when Mrs. He was still pregnant, the doctor diagnosed her with twins, and it was very likely that they were twins.

At that time, Lord Shen had someone else he loved, and he married Lady He only because he could not go against his parents' wishes. He was extremely reluctant to get married.

This was also the reason why, despite her years of hiding in Hanshan Temple, Lord Shen had never attempted to take her back. He had no feelings for her, and he was probably more at ease with her away from home...

On the wedding night, under the compulsion of the elders, Lord Shen consummated the marriage with her only once.

She was also lucky, she got pregnant just this one time.

In order to gain a foothold in the Marquis' Mansion, she decided to keep the child even though being diagnosed with twins was considered an ominous sign.

Because she knew in her heart that Lord Shen would never touch her again, and this was her only chance to give birth to a child in this life.

She was gambling, what if they were twins? If they were, she would have a pair of children by her side and could live a peaceful life.

If she was unlucky and they were really twins, she would find another way...

To be on the safe side, she bribed the doctor to tell everyone that she was only pregnant with one child...

On the day of delivery, the moment she learned that she was giving birth to twins, her trusted maid immediately took one of the children away through a secret passage that had been prepared long ago.

Therefore, even though Lord Shen was waiting outside, he did not know that she actually gave birth to two sons that day.

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