Just a few words, the smile on Xiang Yang's face finally faded away. Although this outcome had long been predetermined, why did the pain in his heart still make him feel suffocated? He let out a long sigh and walked slowly out of the Qian Niao Pavilion, afraid that this would be the last time in this life that he could speak with her like this as her husband.

  The next day, after an early morning visit, Xū Yáng was directly invited into the imperial study by Xū Róng. Xū Yáng still had that expressionless face, and even when he saw Xū Róng, his face was full of flattery.

  "His Imperial Highness has summoned me today, I wonder what urgent matter there is." Xū Yáng cupped his hands in greeting, but in Xū Róng's eyes, the imperial brother before him was a hopeless case.

  Although I already knew why Xiurong had called him over, he still wouldn't give up and insisted on finding out for himself. Although he already knew that Xiurong would not change his mind, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

  Looking at Xuyang, whose eyes were slightly dazed, Xurong coldly smiled and instantly put on a warm smile. It seems that this Xuyang is indeed completely indifferent to his own side concubine, and is truly something that looks good but is useless.

  His eyebrows slightly raised, he waved his hand, and Li Gonggong understood, quickly walking out of the imperial study.

  "For now, just you and I, brothers two, no need for those formalities, sit down." Xu Rong nodded his hand, with a warm smile on his face, Xu Yang also had a light and carefree expression, to outsiders, it was indeed a scene of brotherly affection.

  He bowed his head in gratitude and sat down on a chair that had been prepared long ago, quietly looking at Xū Róng, as if waiting for him to speak.

  Xu Rong was not in a hurry, although the people from the Wang Fu told him that Xu Yang and Chu Lian had met only a few times, he still had doubts. He was naturally suspicious, which was also Xu Rong's greatest weakness.

  Xu Yang didn't say a word, but Xu Yang himself understood his meaning. The thick hatred in his eyes had quietly disappeared without a sound. At this moment, Xu Yang really looked like he had been emptied of his vitality by wine and women. (Cotton Candy)

  "His Royal Highness should also restrain himself from his usual indulgence in music, colors, dogs and horses." Xū Róng said, seeing Xū Yáng's decadent expression, although he would rather see Xū Yáng like this, but after all, they were brothers, reminding him wouldn't hurt.

  "My younger brother thanks the emperor for his concern, but I think living like this is quite carefree and pleasant." Xū Yáng had an expression of being favored as if by surprise, but his words did not have any intention of wanting to change.

  This naturally fell into Xiurong's expectations, and he didn't say anything more. The originally spacious imperial study was now eerily quiet.

  Xu Yang lowered his head, but he could imagine Xu Rongzhi's triumphant expression at this moment, as well as the pride that came with it. The pain that had seeped into his veins made Xu Yang want to turn around and leave, but he couldn't. Thinking of Chu Lian's bright and beautiful face made him unable to retreat. If he really failed, she would probably hate herself to death.

  His lips twitched a few times, and Xū Yáng finally endured it, for the sake of Chǔ Lián Ruò, as well as for himself.

  Xu Rong looked at Xu Yang with a determined expression, but didn't find any unusual color on his face. He was satisfied and smiled, it seemed that he had been overthinking things after all.

  "Imperial brother, do you still remember the matter we discussed some time ago? Do you think it's good to implement it now?" Xū Róng's voice was neither loud nor soft, but like a sharp dagger, it pierced straight into Xū Yáng's chest.

  In the end, he couldn't hold it in anymore, and in the end, he said it, enduring the suffocating pain, Xū Yáng forced a smile as he faced Xū Róng's face with a triumphant grin.

  "My brother naturally remembers, everything depends on the emperor's decision." How much courage he had to say this sentence, how painful it was, making him unable to see anything in front of him clearly, the air around him solidified at this moment, and his chest felt like it was pressed by a thousand-pound boulder.

  Hearing Xuyang's reply, Xurong was very satisfied, nodded and a smile had already appeared on his face: "Then I'll let people start preparing, what do you think?"

  "My brother... has no objection."

  Xu Rong got a satisfactory answer and didn't want to continue the conversation. With a wave of his hand, Xu Yang left very sensibly.

  He walked out of the imperial study with a faint smile still on his face, as if everything was none of his concern. At the gate of the palace, the sedan chair had been waiting for him early, and Xuyang quickly got on it. The tense smile suddenly collapsed into a dejected expression. He took a deep breath, and the intense pain only slightly alleviated.

  In the Qian Niao Pavilion, Chu Lian seemed to be gazing at the distant palace gate. Xi Yang had not returned yet, and her heart was already clear about what was happening - this must be another conversation with Xi Rong. This also meant that it wouldn't be long before she entered the palace herself. Shouldn't she be happy? Once inside the palace, she could avenge her family, but why did she feel so much reluctance in her heart, and why was she struggling like this.

  "Princess." Si Wei walked over with a delicate, transparent teacup, "You haven't been looking well lately, so Qianqian and I followed the recipe left by Lady Lan to brew this rose tea for you. Please have a few sips."

  As she turned her head, Si Wei was looking at herself with a pained expression. Chu Lian Ruo nodded and smiled slightly, her pale cheeks flushing with a hint of redness. She took the tea cup and sipped twice, releasing a mouthful of rose fragrance that suddenly made one feel refreshed and invigorated.

  "You guys have a conscience too."

  Si Wei took over the remaining rose tea cup, and her eyebrows were also locked.

  Looking up, the purple sedan chair had already entered the mansion gate, Xuyang was back, so should she leave now? Chulianruo gazed at that slender figure, turned around and walked into the Qian Niao Pavilion.

  "I'm a bit tired, I'd like to rest for a while, you can go down now." Chu Lian said lightly, waving her hand, her voice devoid of any emotions.

  She nodded slightly and quietly backed out.

  Chu Lian seemed really tired and lay down on the bed, soon falling asleep.

  In a daze, Chu Lian seemed to see Xiurong's figure, walking towards him with a gentle smile. She appeared to be sitting on the bright yellow bed, her face flushed with shyness. She reached out to grab him, but found herself inexplicably kneeling outside the imperial study, wanting to cry out in despair, yet unable to make any sound. Her hands fell limply by her sides as Shi Yuyin's mocking voice echoed in her ears.

  "You can enjoy yourself well here, my sister." With a swipe of her nested fingernails across her cheek, leaving behind a faint blood mark. Gently wiping away the blood mark, she raised her eyes again to find that her body had already been thrown into the chaotic burial mound.

  She felt a slight chill, and Chu Lian hugged her arms tightly, but the bone-piercing cold still seeped into her. A hurried cry reached her ears, the voice seemed distant and ethereal, yet so clear. She struggled to make herself see clearly the person in front of her, only to find that it was still a complete darkness. The hurried cry got closer and closer, until finally, a familiar face appeared before her eyes.

  "Princess Ce, you've finally woken up." Si Wei gazed at Chu Lian's pale face and let out a long sigh.

  Chu Lian Ruo looked at Si Wei, frowning tightly, the scene in her dream still lingering in her mind, and Shi Yu Yin's mocking laughter also lingered in her ears for a long time, unable to disperse.

  "What time is it?" Chu Lianruo slowly got up, hoarsely asking, outside had already darkened a bit, didn't think she actually slept for so long.

  "It's already late at night, Consort Wang, you're having another nightmare." Si Wei felt a pang in her heart.

  Chu Lianruo nodded slightly, indicating that she should help her down from the bed. When they arrived in front of the mirror, looking at the pale face in the mirror, gently stroking it, Chu Lianruo lowered her head: "You go and inform Wang Ye, I'll go to the study to find him later."

  Si Wei nodded and smiled, taking a deep look at Chu Lianruo before turning around and walking out of the Qian Niao Pavilion.

  After Daisi Wei left, Chu Lianruo slightly adjusted her appearance and followed him out of the Qian Niao Pavilion. The Mirror Lake was still calm like a mirror, reflecting the withered flowers and grasses around it, giving off a sense of desolation and decay.

  At the door of the study, Si Wei was already standing quietly on one side. Lian Ruo hurriedly went forward to greet her, "Your Highness, the king is waiting for you inside."

  Chu Lian softly responded, raised her head and saw that Wei Qu had already stood in front of her. "Princess Ce, the king ordered me to come out and wait for you, didn't expect it was just in time." A brilliant smile bloomed on his absolutely beautiful face, he twisted his waist and led the way into the study room.

  Chu Lian didn't avoid him, knowing that Wei Qu was only here to deceive others, so she followed him. As soon as they entered the room, Wei Qu casually closed the door.

  It seemed that he had already known that they had something to say, Wei Qu lightly smiled and turned into the secret door behind the study.

  At this time, Xū Yáng was staring tightly at Chǔ Lián Ruò, as if he wanted to see something on her face. However, Chǔ Lián Ruò had a faint smile and didn't rush to speak.

  After a long time, Xiang Yang finally shifted his gaze elsewhere. He had already understood the purpose of her visit this time. He furrowed his brow and moved his thin lips, "He said that in these two days, it will be implemented."

  Chu Lian raised her head to look at him, still not speaking, but with some unknown emotions in her eyes. She really wanted to leave, and a smile appeared on her lips: "Since that's the case, I'll go back and prepare well."

  Xu Yang looked at Chu Lian's smile, and his heart ached secretly. This woman was indeed stubborn.

  Chu Lian gazed at Xie Yang's changing expression and felt a pang of sadness, but things had already reached this point, and there was no going back.

  "The arrow on the bow has no turning back, Your Highness, you are more aware of this than I am." The voice was very low, Chu Lian's gaze fixed steadily on Xū Yáng, her slender figure wrapped in purple robes trembled slightly, a soft laugh exploded in his ear.

  He wouldn't be unaware of the fact that once you shoot an arrow, it can't be taken back, he just wanted to ignore this matter, but time and again, Chu Lian seemed to remind him harshly at the moment when he most wanted to ignore it, as if afraid he would regret it.

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