The Peasant Wife: The Prime Minister's Beloved

Alan and Ai Qi, who were imprisoned together, were filled with resentment, but they still held on to the last glimmer of hope, longing for a glimmer of survival.

Especially Alan, he had not foreseen this sudden change. In just a moment, he fell from heaven to hell and was imprisoned. He cried to the sky and the earth, but no one answered him.

In this hopeless place, he still did not give up and loudly declared his identity, trying to escape by relying on the title of Crown Prince of Ai. Miraculously, his shouts penetrated the layers of stone walls and floated to the ears of the emperor in the distance.

But the emperor just said indifferently that everything would be decided by Crown Prince Pei Cheng.

When the news reached Pei Cheng, he just responded coldly without making any comment, as if he had expected all this.

The search of Prime Minister Jiang's residence happened to take place on the morning of the second day after Jiang Shiwei's wedding. It should have been a continuation of the celebration, but it turned into a ruthless plunder.

Jiang Shiwei hurriedly packed up her mother's belongings with a determined look in her eyes, vowing not to let this precious emotional memory fall into the hands of others. She embarked on the road of escape with nostalgia for the past and uncertainty about the future.

Three days later, the King of Chu finally failed to escape punishment and was beheaded. When Alan in the cell learned the news, he was completely panicked.

This dark, damp prison cell, which seemed to be able to devour people's hearts, became his final stage.

Just as he was falling into despair, a steady and powerful sound of footsteps was heard. It was the sound of Pei Cheng and Xie Tianyi leading the guards in.

All recent court affairs have been handled by Crown Prince Pei Cheng and Xie Tianyi, and the imperial power seems to be particularly exhausted.

Allen stood up upon hearing the noise, and rushed towards the prison door almost frantically, roaring, "Let me out! I am the crown prince of Ai, you have no right to detain me! This move will inevitably cause a conflict between the two countries!"

His identity was indeed true, but who could have expected that he would come to the capital quietly and be caught in the center of this storm?

Facing Alan's accusation, he pointed at Pei Cheng, but found that the words were choked in his throat and he could not speak.

He only informed his closest confidants about this trip to Beijing, but now, those people may have all been defeated by Pei Cheng and Xie Tianyi.

His excuse for going out was simply to find a birthday gift for his mother. Even most of the people in Ai Kingdom did not know his true whereabouts.

Xie Tianyi raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't make a meaningless struggle, it's better to consider your own ending."

Previously in the Prince of Chu's Palace, Xie Tianyi had discovered the secret letters between Allen and the King of Chu. He was furious at Allen's attempt to take Xier. Such betrayal could never be forgiven.

Allen sneered at Xie Tianyi and said disdainfully: "Humph, you are just a dog of the prince, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense in front of me!"

However, no matter how he argued, he could not change the fact that he was trapped here.

"I planned all my life, but in the end, I was defeated by you."

Alan smiled bitterly, with a hint of unwillingness and despair in his eyes.

Xie Tianyi raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and slashed with the knife, and Allen's jaw was dislocated instantly. What followed was a dose of poison that was enough to make him suffer unbearable pain.

This poison was obtained by Xie Tianyi specifically from Fang Wenfu. The degree of pain it causes is rare in the world.

If it weren't for Alan's improper thoughts about Xier, perhaps he would have given him a more dignified death.

However, reality is always cruel. A crown prince of a country eventually died in this cold and damp dungeon. After his death, he couldn't even find a resting place, leaving behind only a sad legend.

"Let's go."

Pei Cheng spoke in a flat tone, turned around and left, his back seeming to carry too much helplessness and responsibility.

He had originally planned to act alone today, but after the incident at the Prince Chu's Mansion, Xie Tianyi's face was filled with worry and he insisted on accompanying him, so he had no choice but to acquiesce.

As the sun sets, the two return to the East Palace. It should have been a peaceful and harmonious scene, but the absence of Xie Yu and the two children added a bit of tension.

Xie Tianyi pushed open the door and saw the bulge in the bed. His frown relaxed slightly, but when his eyes reached the bed, the smile that he had finally revealed froze instantly.

There was someone in the middle of the bed, and now there was no one there.

"Xiaoyang, Xiaochen, wake up!"

Xie Tianyi's voice was filled with obvious anxiety as he tried to wake the sleeping child.

"Where's your mother? Where did she go?"

The two children rubbed their eyes, looking confused.

"Where's my mother?"

The children repeated this sentence, confusion in their voices.

Mother?

The children were suddenly startled and looked together towards the empty center of the bed, where only the air was flowing silently.

"Dad, where is mother?"

There was panic and helplessness in the child's words.

The mood of the three people instantly dropped to freezing point. How come the person who was supposed to be lying here was gone?

"Stay here and don't move. I'm going to find my mother."

Xie Tianyi's voice was a little hurried, and the confusion in his heart was indescribable.

Could it be that there was a loophole in the defense, and there are enemies lurking in the dark?

"Xier, wait for me!"

As soon as the door was opened a crack, the figure that he had been dreaming about appeared in front of him. It was Chen Xi, the wife he thought about day and night.

"Xi'er?"

Xie Tianyi's voice trembled with disbelief.

Chen Xi really woke up and stood there, alive and well, no longer just a phantom in a dream.

He slowly raised his hands, but hesitated and did not dare to touch, for fear that this beautiful scene would disappear in an instant, and that when he woke up, Chen Xi would still be immersed in sleep.

"Mother!"

Xiao Yang and Xiao Chen, dressed neatly, ran over and hugged Chen Xi's legs tightly. Only the children themselves could deeply understand the fear of losing their mother's company.

Chen Xi gently called the children's names and turned his eyes gently to Xie Tianyi.

"Thank you Tianyi!"

Her voice has such a warmth and authenticity that it's impossible to question its authenticity.

"Xier, tell me, this is not a dream, this is real."

Xie Tianyi hugged Chen Xi tightly, as if he wanted to imprint this warmth in his heart.

"It's real, touch me, I can feel your warmth, this is not a dream."

The two hugged each other tightly, unwilling to let go for a long time, until Chen Xi needed to rest due to long-term weakness, Xie Tianyi carefully carried her back to bed.

Chen Xi has not eaten for more than a month and relies entirely on Fang Wenfu's medicine to maintain his life. It is not easy for him to be able to stand now.

"Xiaoyang, Xiaochen, go tell the palace servants to make some porridge for mother."

Xie Tianyi's voice revealed a hint of relief and gratitude. During these difficult days, the reunion of their family of three became the warmest strength in his heart.

The little ones ran away, their footsteps echoing in the quiet courtyard, leaving behind a trail of joy.

Their laughter was like the morning dew, fresh and lively, adding a bit of vitality to this ancient mansion.