The maidservants who attended to her bath were all from the Qingwang Fu, and Meili didn't look at their faces with ambiguous smiles. They saw the purple marks on her body and laughed softly, but she ignored them, letting her eyes wander in a void, her heart heavy with no emotions left.

  She was almost at the mercy of the maids, who helped her change into a delicate silk camisole, brushed her long hair smooth, and with knowing smiles said she was too tired, propped her against the pillow to dry her hair, and told her to rest well.

  She was very tired, extremely tired... but closing her eyes, she couldn't fall asleep no matter what, and her head started to ache. She stiffly lay there on her side, the maids had all withdrawn, thinking she had fallen asleep.

  "Concubine Fu Jin, Concubine Fu Jin." A maid came into the room and called out several times before Meili realized that "Fu Jin" referred to her, and she slowly opened her eyes to look at the maid.

  "Master Yonghe wants to see you outside." The maid finished speaking and carefully observed her expression, Meili smiled faintly, it seemed that even the maids in the Qingwang Fu knew about her and Yonghe's affair, which was why they had such a probing expression and tone when mentioning him.

  Yonghe... has been released?

  Jingxuan is still quite trustworthy.

  Meet? She closed her eyes again, and her hands slowly searched around her body until she finally found the book she had placed beside her pillow. What's the point of meeting now...

  She opened her eyes and gazed at the golden cloud pattern on the red wedding canopy for a while, sat up, placed the stack of books Yonghe sent her on her legs, carefully stroked them, and repeatedly smoothed out the curled corners of the pages.

  "Give this to him and tell him I'm fine." She said lightly but firmly.

  Yonghe, you must thoroughly forget her.

  She... She closed her eyes again, leaning softly against the pillow. She would also forget him, just like she had forgotten Jingxuan in the past. As long as time was long enough, everything... would be forgotten.

  The sound of footsteps, Jingxuan's footsteps, her heart skipped a beat. Perhaps she wasn't afraid of him, but just didn't know how to face him now, or how to interact with him. She suddenly lost the courage to open her eyes.

  "Get up!" He walked straight to her bedside, pulled her up, and her waist and abdomen suddenly hurt, her originally pale face instantly turned a bit gray. Jingxuan didn't care, "Put on your shoes, come with me to see him!"

  The maid saw the anger on her master's face and carefully knelt down beside Meili to help her put on her shoes.

  Meili trembled slightly, he wanted her to go see Yonghe?!

  It wasn't until this moment that she realized she didn't dare to see Yonghe! She was afraid of crying, being unable to calm down, and making his heart ache even more!

  "No...I don't want to go." She was pinched by Jingxuan so painfully, but finally said the words of refusal. She had experience that making one person forget another was not meeting and giving no hope!

  "Cut the nonsense!" Jingxuan sneered coldly, as if laughing at her pretentiousness. "Let's go!" He didn't even let her put on her outer coat, and dragged her out of the bridal chamber just like that.

  Yonghe stood in the courtyard outside the new house, his clothes were neatly dressed, and his hair was also combed very smoothly, but he gave people an extremely desolate feeling for no reason. He was originally looking at the red silk and red lanterns hanging under the eaves of the new house, when Jingxuan dragged out a scattered long-haired, only wearing an undershirt, beautiful Luli stumbled out, his eyes could no longer move away from her small body.

  It was... his eyes that had fallen!

  Meili tried hard to calm her breathing, but she still didn't dare look at him.

  When Yonghe stared at the purple marks on Meili's skin, he clenched his fists and his whole body trembled. Jingxuan watched with a cold gaze, suddenly feeling a wicked pleasure - Yonghe, hate him now, just like how he hated them after knowing their secret affair!

  "I...". Yonghe was pierced by Jingxuan's cold and stern gaze, perhaps it was a mistake for him to come see her, but he couldn't stop himself, he wanted to see her, crazily thinking. "I came to bid you farewell, I have applied to the Emperor to take on the responsibility of being the vanguard for Chengyi brother, tomorrow..." He said calmly, suppressing the surging pain and reluctance in his heart, trying not to reveal a single bit, "we will set off."

  Just now, Jingxuan was so rude to pull her out, his heart ached. He had secretly vowed to cherish the woman who would be treated so violently by another man, and his pain was even greater than hers. However, for her sake, he couldn't say a word, nor could he go and support her, but only pretended to be calm and looked on... Perhaps, in the future, even looking at her would become a luxury.

  Meili's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground, Jingxuan tightly pulled her to help her, she bit her lip, it was all her fault! It was all her fault! Yonghe couldn't bear his old father going to war thousands of miles away in his place, he was still a child, how could he take care of himself? What if he got heat rash during the summer battles...

  “Ah...” Yong He deeply gazed at her, who had lowered her head, her long hair floating lightly in the spring breeze, as if his thoughts were entwined around her. “I...” He knew that after looking at her for a moment, he should be satisfied and leave, but saying goodbye was incredibly difficult.

  "You..." She suddenly raised her head, looking at him with eyes that were as firm as iron in restraint and determination. "Take these away, I don't need them anymore." She glanced at the maid behind her, who quickly handed over the book to Yonghe like a startled bird, and he silently accepted it.

  "All the way... smooth sailing, may you arrive at success." She forced out these polite words, her voice still hoarse.

  "Good." He clenched the book in his hand, not noticing Jing Xuan's cold gaze beside him. He couldn't help but look into her eyes, everything he wanted to say and know was in those eyes that were desperately holding back tears.

  She wanted to shrink away from his gaze, but... she was really fond of that gentle glance.

  "Yonghe," tears still welled up in her eyes, all the efforts just now would be in vain, she struggled to say, "I'm doing very well, Jingxuan is good to me. You know, marrying him has always been what I wanted. You... you must achieve great things and marry a good girl, you must be happier than me."

  Yonghe's mouth corners twitched slightly, not letting his gaze fall on Jingxuan's rough and tight grip on her hand, nor on the purplish mark on her neck. He ignored her pale and bloodless complexion. She said she was very happy? Someone as perceptive as him understood why she had to say that, understood why she had to tell such a crude lie.

  "Uh-huh." He nodded, using his last bit of sanity to smile. "I'm off then." He took half a step, ordering himself not to look back, but he still heard himself say: "You take care too!"

  She understands his mind, just as he understands hers. First time update

  Forgetting each other... or making the other person think that you've forgotten about them is probably the last thing you can do for each other.

  Jing Xuan loosened his grip and let out a cold laugh, "Are you satisfied? I gave you another chance to bid farewell."

  She didn't fall down, but walked back to her room with floating footsteps.

  He stared at her back, she must have no idea, the affectionate and precious attitude between her and Yonghe, the lies they told each other to comfort themselves, how much pain it brought to his heart!

  It's because he hated that he wanted to take revenge on Yonghe and her, so he let them meet. Now... he finally knows how ridiculous and pathetic he is! The only one he can take revenge on is himself!

  He strode into the room, she heard it, and suddenly turned around to look at him. She saw his eyes full of resentment and anger, took a step back, her back hitting the railing of the bed, and stared blankly at him as tears streamed down her face one line after another. He was stunned.

  "Your Highness..." She pleaded with him, truly humble in front of him for the first time in two years. She slid down along the railing and sat down, "Do you want to hit me or scold me... can it wait till tomorrow?" Her tears intensified, her nostrils flaring, "Today... spare me..." She was in too much pain, she curled up, every time she couldn't bear the pain, she would shrink into a ball, as if trapped in her own corner, until she gathered enough courage.

  He looked at her shrinking at the foot of the bed, thin and small, she tightly wrapped herself, the end of her hair dragged on the ground...

  His great anger was shattered by her lonely helplessness. He seemed to see her curled up in a ball in the dark and cold corner of the peaceful hall.

  Her pain... has now become his pain, his thousand grievances have collapsed like a landslide due to one unbearable thing.

  He crouched down, he wanted to say that he had abandoned her once and she had also betrayed him once, so they were even. Now that he and she finally became husband and wife, he...

  It's hard for him to say such words!

  Several times he moved his lips, but he couldn't utter a word. He simply stretched out his hand to hold her in self-loathing... He hated her, she had already made him a more pitiful man! Even he himself looked down on himself and felt ashamed!

  She curled up even tighter, her voice muffled and faint between her arms: "Just leave me alone, please, please..."

  He suddenly became furious! He even wanted to pull out the dagger on his body and end her life in an instant, but then he was again the King of Qing who would not be heartbroken or moved by any woman. Facing her who was trembling with fear and suffering miserably, what else could he do?

  Stormed out with a loud bang of the door.