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On the day he returned to Chang'an, before Pei Zhi's carriage reached the city gate, he heard the sound of people.

Pei Zhi raised his hand to lift the car curtain, glanced at it, and then put it down.

Hundreds of officials were waiting at the city gate. It was almost dusk, and their eyes were sore, but they did not see the king of Wei.

Wei Ting was a little surprised. When the King of Wei was still the heir apparent, whenever he returned from a victory, he would wear armor and ride into the city to show his great military exploits.

The prince suddenly said: "I have seen King Wei's carriage. All the ministers should quickly follow me to meet it."

Zhao Heng walked forward quickly and saw Pei Zhi's carriage stopped. He stepped forward with great enthusiasm and said, "The king of Wei put down the civil strife and captured the chief culprit of Jing Yi's rebellion alive. He is the hero of Zhou Dynasty."

A cold voice came from inside the car, "Yu Xiuyun has surrendered, and he manages Jingyi well. He is a malleable talent."

The corner of Zhao Heng's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at the Pei family retainers on the side. He gritted his teeth silently to hide his embarrassment.

"The palace has already prepared a banquet for King Wei to wash away the dust. I also ask King Wei to honor you."

Zhao Heng was obviously wearing the prince's python robe, but he kept his voice low and his voice was neither loud nor quiet, so that everyone around him could hear it.

Pei Zhi was in the car and looked down at Yu Tingwan, realizing that she had just been woken up and her expression was still a little dazed.

The journey was bumpy and tiring, and the weather was getting warmer. She was often sleepy during the day, and she just fell asleep in his arms.

Pei Zhi once again felt that the prince's voice was noisy and refused: "It is my duty to solve the emperor's problems. As for the banquet, I traveled back to the capital day and night. I am not feeling well. I will go to the palace to thank you another day."

Yu Tingwan's last trace of sleepiness had disappeared, and outside was the prince.

When they arrived at Sili, she mentioned that she would not ride with Pei Zhi so as not to be seen by the officials, but Pei Zhi became sullen when she heard this and had no intention of letting go.

She quickly leaned into the corner, and Pei Zhi held her wrist, his voice as light as a falling feather.

"Don't worry, Wanwan."

The tip of Yu Tingwan's ears itched, and she felt even more panicked. She heard the prince outside suddenly say: "Why doesn't King Wei show up?"

The prince's voice was so close that Yu Tingwan was startled, and half the box of cakes on the low cabinet was knocked over.

Zhao Heng was a little annoyed in his heart. King Wei kept talking to his ministers, but he didn't even want to open the curtain of the carriage. He suddenly heard something in the carriage, and a ridiculous idea flashed through his mind.

Could there be someone hidden in King Wei's chariot? A beauty presented by the Jingyi clan?

Zhao Heng tentatively took a few steps forward and said, "Since King Wei is unwell, why not let the imperial physician diagnose and treat him."

The moment his hand almost touched the car curtain, the brocade curtain was thrown open and slapped on his face.

Zhao Heng opened his eyes, his eyelids were burning.

The man who leaned out of the car was not wearing armor, and his wide sleeves obscured the prying eyes of others.

"Why are you so close? I accidentally hurt His Highness." Pei Zhi said in an apologetic tone.

Zhao Heng took a deep breath and stabilized the smile on his face, "It doesn't matter."

Pei Zhi looked at Zhao Heng with gloomy eyes, "Is there anything else the prince has to do?"

Zhao Heng was so horrified by that look that he took half a step back. He felt that King Wei was extremely impatient, so he quickly said: "No, since King Wei is unwell, it's better to go back and rest."

Chen Du frowned and glanced at the prince, always feeling that this cousin was becoming more and more strange recently.

As soon as Pei Zhi returned to the carriage, his expression slowed down, and Yu Tingwan asked in a low voice: "You haven't returned to Chang'an for a long time, and you haven't said a word to the officials, so you just went back to Prince Wei's Mansion?"

"There has been nothing going on in Chang'an recently. There is nothing to say." Pei Zhi thought of Zhao Heng and sneered, "As for the prince, he is stupid and arrogant, which makes people hate him."

Yu Tingwan recalled the prince's usual appearance, and it didn't have anything to do with what Pei Zhi said.

He obviously didn't want to mention this, so he said warmly: "It's still far from the palace, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Yu Tingwan shook his head and remained silent all the way. It was not until he stepped into the backyard of Prince Wei's Mansion that he spoke in surprise: "How long has it been? Are these silk flowers still there?"

The backyard was clearly the same as it was on the wedding day, because the flowers had not yet bloomed, so the branches were covered with silk flowers.

"I asked them to arrange this a few days ago." Pei Zhi held her hand a little harder, "I told you, everything is the same as that day."

Yu Tingwan glanced at Pei Zhi, his expression was the same as usual, but there was something slightly wrong.

She was a little uneasy and called him, "What were you thinking about just now?"

"It's nothing." Pei Zhi looked seriously in the direction of Guanjuyuan, "Let's go."

In the Guanyong courtyard, the golden mandarin duck brocade quilt, Baizi tent, and red candles on the incense table are the same as before, and the position of the colorful lanterns with the harmonious phoenixes has not been moved.

Yu Tingwan was breathless by the overwhelming red, and subconsciously wanted to throw away the hand of the man next to her.

"I don't like it very much..." She paused, and seeing Pei Zhi's ugly face and shortness of breath, she whispered: "You don't seem to like this kind of furnishings. Let the servants evacuate."

"I don't like it because when I see it, it reminds me of you running away from marriage." His voice was quite calm. "You don't like it, why?"

Yu Tingwan lowered his head and stopped talking.

"It's just for one night. Let them evacuate tomorrow." Pei ordered the person to bring in a wedding dress and a tiara, "Wear this after taking a bath today."

"The original one was worn by someone else and was dirty." Pei Zhi explained softly, "I ordered someone to make the same wedding dress."

Yu Tingwan couldn't believe it. Her wedding dress was complicated in workmanship and luxurious. What was the point of Pei Zhi spending money on making another one.

Could it be that she wore the same wedding dress and acted out the wedding night with him, but nothing happened in the past few months?

As if aware of what she was thinking, Pei Zhi looked at her intently, "I said, as long as you return to Chang'an, I will pretend that nothing happened."

"I will assume that Yu Xiuyun never took you away from me, and Que Wen never went to Yizhou with you."

Yu Tingwan choked up and said after a while: "I want to see my brother tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll send someone to invite him to my house tomorrow." Pei Zhi has been spending time with Yu Tingwan day and night in the past few days, and he seems to have become particularly talkative.

When she put on her wedding dress, she realized that a maid had even come to help her dress up. She immediately stood up and looked at her half-painted face in the mirror, feeling increasingly panicked.

The maid who was dressing her up was startled and said quickly: "Princess, what's wrong?"

"No." Yu Tingwan pinched her palms and said, "Go on."

When Yu Tingwan walked into the inner room anxiously, she found that Pei Zhi had been waiting for her.

He seemed to be in a good mood. Seeing that her dress was heavy, he simply stepped forward and carried her to the couch.

"Why did you put on the wedding clothes that day?" Yu Tingwan sat on his lap, unable to move, her voice trembling slightly: "Don't you think this is weird?"

Under the illumination of the red candle, Pei Zhi's eyes were warmer and gentler.

"What's so strange?"

"I thought you would hate the same wedding dress as that day..." Yu Tingwan didn't dare to look into his eyes and moved her lips, "The same wedding dress as that day, with me."

No one spoke for a long time, only the sound of lights. Yu Tingwan couldn't help but look up at his expression, and was stunned for a moment.

During the days she spent with Pei Zhi, she could occasionally figure out his mood, but at the moment she didn't know whether he was angry or sad, or whether she was right.

Pei Zhi took off her belt and said softly: "Am I not good enough to you? How could you think so?"

After taking off all the wedding clothes, he kissed her delicately and softly all the way down the corners of her lips. It was rare that he was not as demanding as before. Yu Tingwan went to bed much earlier than usual, and it was not until midnight that he opened his eyes.

She was thinking about meeting her brother today and was about to get up and go to bed. Suddenly she felt a chill on her right wrist, and at a glance she saw a delicate gold bracelet that fit tightly against her skin.

Yu Tingwan stared at the thin chain attached to the gold bracelet, and her face suddenly turned pale. She fumbled along the chain for a moment, and happened to touch the hand of the man next to her.

Pei Zhi noticed movement on his wrist and opened his eyes suddenly. He realized something only after his heart palpitations subsided.

"Wanwan, I just-" He was stuck for a moment, "I won't use it during the day."