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Sang Luan exclaimed, "I saw him pacing around; he must be looking for you."

Meng Youning remained silent and walked towards Qi Ran.

At the same time, Qi Ran inadvertently turned to the side and caught a glimpse of Meng Youning's figure.

His face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly ran towards Meng Youning.

"Prince?"

A gentle voice, tinged with a hint of probing, rang out from the right.

Qi Ran's expression froze for a moment.

This sound...

Why does it feel so familiar?

He slowly turned to the side, and when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted.

His hands trembled slightly involuntarily, and his feet moved involuntarily toward the person who had come.

The person in front of me was wearing only a simple white shirt.

Her long, dark hair was held up by several wooden hairpins.

Her face was unadorned, yet it did not appear plain at first glance.

Instead, she gives off an air of otherworldly elegance.

The person in front of him gradually merged with the figure in his memory.

He gently reached out his hand, "Sister Ling, is it really you?"

Tu Ling smiled slightly and said gently, "Little Ran'er, how come you don't recognize me after only a few years?"

Her voice sounded as if it were coming from a very far place.

As it floated, it instantly reached Qi Ran's ears.

Qi Ran shuddered and quickly realized what was happening.

Without hesitation, he rushed forward and hugged Tu Ling tightly in his arms.

"Sister Ling, you're still alive!" Qi Ran was overjoyed. "I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime."

Tu Lingwei tilted her head slightly and spoke softly, "Alright, how old are you? Why are you still acting like before? There are so many people watching here."

Qi Ran exclaimed twice and quickly let go, unable to hide the joy on her face.

"Sister Ling, when did you return to Shengjing?" Qi Ran asked curiously, following closely beside Tu Ling as if afraid that she would disappear again in the blink of an eye. "Why haven't I seen you at all?"

Tu Ling waved her hand casually, "It's been quite a while. I just saw your figure and thought it looked somewhat similar, so I tentatively called out to you, and it turned out to be you."

Qi Ran chuckled twice, "Sister Ling, since you're alright, I absolutely have to throw you a big banquet."

"And another thing!" Qi Ran leaned closer to Tu Ling. "I'm already married. I'll take you to meet her; she's right there..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped.

The figure he was pointing to was no longer there.

Strange, where is You Ning?

He craned his neck to look ahead, where people were coming and going, but he still couldn't see the person he wanted to see.

Qi Ran looked away with some disappointment.

"Sister Ling, do you have a place to stay right now? If not, I'll find someone to arrange it for you right away, and I'll make sure you stay in the best house!" Qi Ran's expression changed instantly when his gaze fell on Tu Ling.

Tu Ling smiled and shook her head. "Even if I have nowhere to stay, I can't trouble you. Besides, I see patients every day now, and the clinic's benefits are quite good. I feel quite at ease staying there."

Qi Ran nodded slightly, "That's very good, that's very good."

Tu Ling lowered her eyes, her gaze flickering slightly. "Little Ran'er, do you know where Hengzhi is now?"

A hint of unease flashed across Qi Ran's face, followed by a cold snort. "Him? He's the current Grand Secretary, a favorite of the Emperor. Sister Ling, why are you worried about him? Besides, he was involved in your accident back then!"

The more Qi Ran spoke, the more agitated he became.

Tu Ling narrowed her eyes slightly.

The Grand Secretary was actually Hengzhi?

She paused, then spoke slowly, "Xiao Ran'er, after I left, was there some misunderstanding between you two? What happened back then had nothing to do with him or you."

She stopped, raised her head, and said, word by word, "I have never blamed you."

Qi Ran's eyes reddened. "Sister Ling, you are still the same as I knew you before, so gentle and quiet, tolerant and generous, and always thinking of others."

Tu Ling slightly raised her eyelids, already having made up her mind.

She reached out and gently patted Qi Ran's shoulder. "Alright, I'm not as good as you say. I'm just an ordinary woman, and what I want is no different from what ordinary people ask for."

As she said this, her eyes were filled with complex emotions.

Qi Ran quickly shook his head, "I don't care, Sister Ling, you are the best woman in the world."

The two walked forward, chatting and laughing.

Cang Hei had no choice but to follow Qi Ran closely.

Seeing the two people chatting more and more happily, Cang Hei had no choice but to silently withdraw his outstretched hand.

He hadn't missed the look of desolation on the Crown Princess's face.

The disappointment on the Crown Princess's face was so clear the moment she saw the Crown Prince talking to Miss Tu Ling.

He thought for a moment, then quickly whispered to Qi Ran, "Princess Consort, didn't you come out today specifically to apologize to her?"

Qi Ran glared at him impatiently, "Can't you see I'm having a great chat with Sister Ling right now? Why are you bringing up other people?"

Cang Hei helplessly spread his hands and shrugged. "Alright, then you and Miss Tu Ling can continue, Your Highness."

Tu Ling glanced at Cang Hei and said, "Oh, if I remember correctly, you are the little Cang Hei from back then, right? It's only been three or four years since I last saw you, and you've grown so tall."

Cang Hei lowered his head slightly, forcing a smile, "Miss Tu Ling is too kind. Miss Tu Ling, you look completely different from three years ago."

Tu Ling chuckled twice. "Really?"

As she spoke, she reached up and tucked a slightly messy strand of hair behind her ear, her sleeve slipping down unintentionally.

Qi Ran inadvertently noticed the scars on Tu Ling's arm.

Her arms were clearly fair and delicate, yet several ugly and embarrassing wounds were crawling across them.

Qi Ran's expression changed, and he suddenly grabbed Tu Ling's hand, "Sister Ling, what happened to your injury?"

Tu Ling's eyes darted away, and she silently withdrew her hand from Qi Ran's.

She covered her wound tightly with one hand, looking as if she didn't want to talk about it.

She sighed softly, "Forget it, it's just the suffering I've endured these past few years. It's all in the past now, so let's not dwell on it anymore."

A look of pity flashed across Qi Ran's face. "Sister Ling, how much suffering have you endured these past few years since you left Shengjing?"

His voice involuntarily choked with emotion.

"Come on, come back to the manor with me first." Qi Ran led the way forward. "We'll have a good talk."

Cang Hei leaned forward slightly and whispered in Qi Ran's ear, "Your Highness, the Princess Consort should be in the manor. If we send Miss Tu Ling back, she might overthink things if she runs into the Princess Consort."