Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

After all, Meng Tingyue was someone who almost ascended to the throne in her previous life. She had seen countless swords and sabers, and had also witnessed the sinister conspiracies of human nature.

Although she hated the Fifth Prince's ruthless, despicable and cold-blooded actions, she had to admit that he was cautious and careful, and had wisdom in his nature.

The prince's civil and military achievements were admired by people. He had a great love for his country and his concern for the people, but he was also ruthless and decisive when facing foreign enemies.

But the human heart is so unpredictable that no one can easily guess it.

She had the memories of her previous life and knew that it would not be easy to suppress the bandits tonight, so this was all she could say.

The bright moonlight fell on Meng Tingyue's palm-sized face, making her pupils appear lighter in color, and the emotions in her eyes were clearly visible.

Shen Yunheng's eyes were dark, and his body revealed a cold murderous look brought by the blood on the battlefield. His cold gaze swept across Meng Tingyue's face, a face without makeup but with an undiminished beauty.

He wondered how this fragile person, who looked like she could be killed by a single pinch from him, could have the courage to say such words.

"You are not Meng Tingyue, who are you?" Shen Yunheng's expression suddenly turned fierce.

Meng Tingyue blinked, looking innocent. "I am who I am. What I said just now was just my guess. If you don't want to hear it, you can forget it."

Meng Tingyue raised her lips and smiled, as if she had turned back into her original soft and well-behaved self. The faint alienation and mystery on her body disappeared, and she turned back into the ordinary lady from a noble family.

Shen Yunheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng Tingyue. Meng Tingyue did not hide or avoid his suspicious look.

Who would believe something as mysterious as rebirth? Even if it were her, she wouldn't believe it.

In the evening, a gust of wind blew over, bringing a chill. Meng Tingyue subconsciously tightened her outer robe around herself, thinking that she had to get her body in good shape as soon as she got home, as she was afraid she would catch a cold if she got home in such a cool breeze tonight.

Thinking of this, she sighed softly.

Shen Yunheng's eyes fell on the person who was wearing his outer robe and trying hard to bury her little face in the clothes. The outer robe was so big that it could cover her entire body.

He slowly shifted his gaze and looked at the village not far away.

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The night is gradually fading and the sky is about to brighten.

Meng Tingyue leaned against a tree, drowsy.

Shen Yunheng looked at the village in the distance with a gloomy look in his eyes, and he didn't believe what Meng Tingyue had just said.

The investigation into the bandit suppression had begun long before he returned to Beijing. The appearance of the bandits hiding in the village, including which houses they lived in, was clearly investigated. The soldiers also memorized every layout of the village, so the operation would be foolproof.

Even if the drug loses its effect and fails to knock them out, with their skills they will only suffer minor injuries at most.

A soldier rushed over with a happy smile on his face.

"Your Highness, the criminals have been apprehended."

The coldness in Shen Yunheng's eyes finally dissipated, "How many casualties are there?"

Soldier: "They are minor injuries, not life-threatening."

When Ling Xiao heard this, he immediately came forward with the doctor, "Your Highness."

Shen Yunheng nodded slightly.

Ling Xiao left with several doctors and the soldiers.

Shen Yunheng felt much more at ease, and his eyes turned to look at the person who was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed beside the tree.

He walked over slowly.

"stand up."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Tingyue yawned as if she had just woken up, "Is it dawn?"

My head feels a little dizzy. I think I caught a cold from sleeping outside last night.

Shen Yunheng's eyes turned cold, and he didn't want to expose her clumsy lie.

In his heart, the people and soldiers are more important.

Shen Yunheng strode towards the village, and Meng Tingyue hurriedly followed, holding up his outer robe.

The village was in a mess. It seemed that there had been a fierce battle yesterday. Many things were broken and there was a faint smell of blood in the wind.

Judging from the expressions of the soldiers, it doesn't look like they have suffered heavy casualties.

Meng Tingyue looked around, taking in everything around her.

I didn't see Wei Li.

He glanced at Shen Yunheng out of the corner of his eye.

With Shen Yunheng beside her, she couldn't directly suggest going to find Wei Li.

While I was thinking, I heard the faint cry of a child.

She couldn't help but be distracted, so she tightened her coat around her and ran towards the source of the sound.

What caught the eye was a group of soldiers led by Wei Li, holding distressed children in their arms and trying to comfort them in a panic.

A quick glance revealed that there were about ten children, the oldest of whom was the one in Wei Li's arms, a little girl of seven or eight years old.

Wei Li's figure appeared thinner among the military officers, and his skin was not as dark as those of the military officers. He looked more like a gentle scholar.

He seemed a little flustered about coaxing the child.

Meng Tingyue stared at the crying girl, remembering Wei Li's ending in her mind, and felt uneasy.

Seeing a soldier guarding the area, Meng Tingyue went over and asked, "Why are these children crying?"

Soldier: "The doctor just checked. The child has no external injuries. He's crying because he's frightened by what happened last night. The doctor said that all he needs to do is calm him down."

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue nodded nonchalantly, but the crisis in her heart was not relieved.

Her eyes swept around and then fell on the arrow that fell to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up and asked again, "Did you use the arrow yesterday?"

The soldier nodded. "One of the bandits hid on the roof and shot arrows, injuring many of our men. This is the arrow he used. Fortunately, it wasn't coated with poison."

Meng Tingyue checked and found that the arrow was indeed not coated with poison.

She didn't throw the arrow away, but played with it in her hand.

The arrow spun in her hand, looking quite graceful and neat.

When Shen Yunheng came over, Meng Tingyue's eyes were fixed on the child in front of her, and she didn't even notice Shen Yunheng approaching.

The scene of the soldiers frantically coaxing the children was both funny and heartwarming, and Shen Yunheng's eyes softened a lot when he saw it.

Children are the hope of a country. This is what his father told him since he was young.

Wei Li had his back to them, so he didn't see them.

The sobbing child in his arms had not yet calmed down, while the crying of the children in the arms of the people around him gradually subsided. He couldn't help but begin to question why his coaxing was ineffective.

"I want daddy, wuwuwu, I want daddy..."

"If you don't tell me who your father is, I can't take you to find him."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Wei Li had a headache. The child was crying for his father, but he couldn't say who his father was, leaving him with nowhere to comfort him.

He suddenly recalled how his parents comforted him when he cried as a child, "I'll hug you, please don't cry, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged the child in his arms and racked his brains to think of words to coax him.

Where he couldn't see, the child's tear-swollen eyes revealed a hint of hatred.

He raised his hand and touched the blessing bag on his head, pulled out a thin silver needle with a cold glow, and inserted it directly into the back of Wei Li's unprotected neck.

"You are the one who killed my father. I will kill you to avenge my father!"