Tragic death and rebirth, married to the abstinent uncle and was spoiled crazy

“The Princess of Zhenbei and the King of Zhenbei are in harmony and respect each other. The affection between them is very deep. It is a good story in Shangjing City and is envied by countless people.

The two of them often strolled hand in hand in the courtyard, admiring the blooming flowers together; or sat leisurely on the pavilion, playing the piano and the flute, enjoying the beauty of the peaceful years. "After saying these words, Changfeng couldn't help but lower his head. He really didn't dare to look directly at Pei Yanli's face at this moment.

Pei Yanli's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. His originally stern face now looked even colder and more ruthless. He pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes revealed an unconcealable anger and indifference.

When he heard the three words "King of Zhenbei", his brows furrowed slightly, and the cold light in his eyes became more intense, as if to freeze everything in front of him.

"How is the Queen these days?" Pei Yanli asked expressionlessly. His voice was as calm as dead water, without any ripples. It was as if the person he was talking about was not his mother, but a stranger.

It also seemed as if there was no blood relationship between them at all, only the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects.

However, behind this seemingly simple greeting lies endless depth and complex emotions - perhaps including many factors such as weariness of court power struggles, helplessness about one's own fate, and indifference to the mother-son relationship.

Chang Feng bowed his head slightly, and said in a low and slow voice: "The Queen is doing well recently, Your Highness, please don't worry. However, she is always thinking about you in her heart."

"I heard that every morning when the Queen wakes up, she always stares at her own face in front of the dressing table, her thoughts drifting away, as if she can see you in the distance through the mirror. When it is late at night, the Queen often has trouble falling asleep, tossing and turning on the couch, her heart filled with worry and longing for you."

It no longer mattered to him whether the Queen had Pei Yanli in her heart, because ever since the Queen ruthlessly threw him into that dark, damp, and smelly dungeon, all his expectations and emotions had vanished.

Once upon a time, perhaps he still had a little fantasy that the queen had a motherly love for him, but now all this has become a thing of the past. Every moment in the dungeon, he was thinking painfully, what exactly brought them to this point today? Was it a struggle for power, or a trick of fate? However, these questions have become meaningless.

Now, he only hopes to leave this cage as soon as possible and regain his freedom. He knows that only in this way can he truly start his own life. As for the queen and the past, let them be gradually forgotten as time goes by.

That's right, Pei Yanli, who once regarded the position of the crown prince as precious as his life, is no longer obsessed with it. In the past, the supreme power and status made him yearn for it, but after experiencing countless hardships, he finally understood that these so-called glories are nothing but passing clouds, and the only thing that can really bring him inner peace and satisfaction is the precious freedom.

At this moment, he longed to escape from this turbulent vortex of power and pursue his own life.

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Lin Tingwan's movements had become increasingly inconvenient recently due to her pregnancy. Her originally light steps had become heavy and slow, as if every step required great effort. Sometimes, just standing up from the bed would make her feel tired and dizzy.

Recalling the time when she was pregnant with Tuanzi in her previous life, everything was so smooth and stable. At that time, she did not feel too much discomfort, her body was in good condition, and her mood was particularly happy. However, in this life when she was pregnant with this little cub, the situation was completely different. The various reactions during pregnancy made her suffer a lot, and every day was like a battle.

Lin Tingwan couldn't help but sigh at the fickleness of fate. Why were the two pregnancies so different? Was it really because of the change in time and space, or some other unknown factors? She tried to find the answer, but to no avail. Faced with such a dilemma, Lin Tingwan did not give up easily. On the contrary, she faced the challenges in life more strongly. She knew that no matter how difficult it was, she had to persevere for the sake of her child.

Being pregnant makes people feel extremely tired, and the various changes in the body make Lin Tingwan's mood more and more unstable. At this moment, she is in such a sensitive and fragile state, so she began to involuntarily attribute all her dissatisfaction and resentment to her husband Pei Jinan.

In recent days, whenever Lin Tingwan saw Pei Jinan, she felt particularly irritated and displeased with everything he did. Sometimes, even if it was a trivial matter, she would take advantage of it and find a reason to scold him severely.

Pei Jinan, on the other hand, stood there with an innocent look on his face, allowing his wife to scold him without daring to say a word of complaint.

After all, he knew that it was normal for pregnant women to have mood swings during pregnancy, so he could only try his best to follow her wishes and hope to make her feel better.

Lin Tingwan put her hands on her hips, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at Pei Jinan in front of her, and asked coquettishly: "You obviously don't have anything to do today, why did you come to see me now? Is there some beautiful woman out there who has seduced you away?" Her tone was filled with a hint of complaint and dissatisfaction, which made people feel pity for her.

Pei Jinan couldn't help laughing at her cute and playful appearance, but he quickly explained: "There is no such thing as a butterfly! I was just delayed by something, so I came a little late. Please don't get me wrong, you are the only one in my heart." After that, he gently took Lin Tingwan's hand, put it on his mouth and kissed it to comfort her.

Lin Tingwan frowned, her face full of displeasure: "Humph! You men can't believe a word you say! You used to be the first one to come home every day, why did you come back so late today? Is it because I'm pregnant and ugly now, so you don't want to see my face?"

As she spoke, she gently stroked her bulging belly, with a hint of sadness and grievance in her eyes.

"Oh, my dear, how could I dislike you?" Pei Yanli smiled softly, his eyes full of doting. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked the hair of the woman in front of him, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world. His fingers passed through the hair, feeling the delicateness and softness, and a warm current surged in his heart.