The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Ji Wuyuan smiled, leaned over and kissed Jiang Wantang on the side of her face, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Because, I can't wait to see what Tang'er looks like wearing the phoenix hairpin."

He looked at Jiang Wantang, his eyes full of affection and doting: "Tang'er, do you like it?"

Jiang Wantang also looked at him, a charming smile on her face, and her red lips parted slightly: "I like it."

Ji Wuyuan's eyes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but reach out and hug her tightly in his arms.

"Tang'er..." He called her name, his voice hoarse, with a hint of complex and obscure emotions.

"I'm here." Jiang Wantang said softly in his arms.

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuyuan hugged her tighter, as if only in this way could he feel that the person in his arms was really by his side.

When he spoke again, his voice was several degrees lower than before. He said, "In the past, I just wanted to stand on the top and didn't feel that it was lonely, but now..."

"I want to be with Tang'er forever, and grow old together in love..."

Ji Wuyuan buried his head in her neck, nuzzled it, and said affectionately, "Tang'er, no matter what happens in the future, we must be together forever, okay?"

Jiang Wantang hugged him back and looked out the window at the snow-covered palace wall. The moonlight sprinkled on it, emitting a cold and dazzling halo.

She was silent for a moment, smiled, and then replied casually, "Okay."

Ji Wuyuan sat beside the couch, hugging Jiang Wantang quietly, as if he could never hug her enough.

In stark contrast to the warm and affectionate atmosphere within the Imperial Palace, at this moment in the north, amidst a vast expanse of white snow and ice, a group of people were trudging their way towards the capital...

Along the way, there was no one in sight except them.

The howling wind swept past, carrying tiny pieces of ice that cut into pedestrians' faces like sharp blades, causing them to feel sharp pain...

The leading man was wearing a white cloak, and his already cold and handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of white frost, making him look even more cold and imposing.

It was none other than Prince Ji Wuwang of Zhenbei.

As he rode his horse at full speed in the snow, he coughed from time to time while holding his hand to his heart because of the biting cold wind he inhaled into his lungs.

Behind them, Shi Lin and Shi Feng, who had been enduring all the way, couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward to dissuade them.

Shi Lin said earnestly, "Your Highness, it's freezing cold out here. Several horses have died on the way. Let's find a place to stay and rest for a while, shall we?"

Ji Wuwang's eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with white frost, his eyes were deep and bright, and under his high nose bridge, his thin lips were tightly pursed...

Obviously he didn't listen.

Shi Feng saw his stubborn attitude and said angrily, "My Lord, why are you doing this?"

"Besides, you've done so much for her silently, does she know?"

"Even if she knew about it in the future, would she appreciate it and change her mind?"

"will not!"

"She is about to marry that bastard Emperor, and yet they haven't even informed us in the Northern Territory about such a major event. Don't you know better than anyone what that bastard tyrant is up to?"

"Why are you rushing to the capital in such a hurry?"

Shi Lin, who was standing by, heard this and quickly kicked him, his face as gloomy as water: "Shi Feng, shut up!"

"Did I say something wrong?" Shi Feng didn't dodge and took the kick. He said unconvincedly, "Look at how aloof and noble our prince is. It was fine if he searched the world for someone before, but now, for that second Miss Jiang, he's done things that are more crazy than the last, without regard for the consequences!"