After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

Seven days have passed since I received that letter.

As we pass the harsh winter, the first snow begins to fall from the sky.

"Didn't he say he would arrive today? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Jiang Wanyu was waiting anxiously outside the door.

"Madam, don't worry. My sister said that we will arrive in the capital today, and the prince will definitely come back."

Qingxuan said on the side.

Come to think of it, this time the prince did not take him to the battlefield, but took his sister with him instead, and also told him to take good care of his wife.

In the past three months, he has not had any fighting and is very bored. He also hopes that the prince will come back soon.

"Xu~"

Soon after, a carriage stopped in front of Prince Jing's mansion.

"Song Qiyan!"

Jiang Wanyu was already impatient to see him, but before she could react, a shadow flashed by and took her into his arms faster than she was.

"Song Qiyan?"

Jiang Wanyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked up with some panic at the man who was holding her tightly in his arms. She always felt that he seemed more vicissitudes and sadder than before these days.

Is it because of those things?

After reading the letter Xie Langfeng wrote to her, she knew everything about him in these days.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jiang Wanyu pursed her lips, leaned in his arms, patted his back gently, and tried to calm all his emotions.

The man buried his head in her shoulder, bowed, and the accumulated thoughts and countless grievances were poured out in an instant under her comfort. He took off all his disguises in front of her, choked lightly, and said, "I miss you."

"Me too."

Jiang Wanyu pursed her lips, touched his cheek, slowly loosened her arms, and carefully looked at his appearance, her eyes filled with tears.

These three months have been the longest time she has waited.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Welcome home."

"Well, long time no see."

Song Qiyan was so emotional that he wanted to bend down to kiss those tender red lips, but was stopped by Jiang Wanyu.

"Others are still watching. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Jiang Wanyu shyly glanced at the group of servants behind her who were watching with great pleasure, and quickly reminded Song Qiyan to be careful.

At this time, Song Qi Yan raised his head and looked behind him, but only Qing Xuan was left standing there with an idiotic smile.

"It seems that your lack of tact has not changed at all these days."

"Huh? Your Highness, I'm not the only one watching. There's also..."

Qingxuan felt that Song Qiyan was annoying him, so he wanted to pass the blame to others, but Feng Niang, Xu Lao and the others had already run away, leaving him standing there alone.

"No, you guys ran away without even calling me, how disloyal!"

Qing Xuan was just getting angry when he was sent off by Song Qi Yan again.

"If you see someone you shouldn't see, lead the army to fight."

"........."

Qingxuan was speechless and hugged his wife. Now the prince has forgotten him, it’s a good thing that he still misses him.

"Yes, yes, Qingxuan will go right away!"

After saying that, Qingxuan left aggrievedly, leaving space for the two of them.

"Okay, there's no one here now. You can kiss me now."

"No, it's outside and conspicuous."

Jiang Wanyu's face flushed and she turned her head to the side. There were people coming and going here. Couldn't he wait even for a second? He had to kiss her in a place like this.

"That should be fine then."

Song Qiyan wrapped Jiang Wanyu with the cloak, then put a hat on Jiang Wanyu's head, covering the two sides of the hat, and leaned over to kiss her.

His cold thin lips rolled over her red lips, wantonly climbing to every part of her, tumbling and entwining with each other. With three months of painful waiting, he expressed his deep anticipation in the entanglement with her.

He kissed her so deeply that Jiang Wanyu felt a little flustered for a moment. She raised her eyelashes slightly and looked at him who closed his eyes to enjoy it.

It seemed that rather than longing for her, he was responding to these days, so much so that he kissed her so deeply that her legs went weak and she was about to fall.

But he held her waist again, pressed down, and began to bite and touch her like crazy, making her feel very flustered. He did not let her go until all the air in her lungs was squeezed dry.

"Song Qiyan...what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Wanyu paused for a while, then raised her eyes and realized that the man's eyes were red.

"I almost didn't see you."

Jiang Wanyu's heart trembled as he choked with sobs, as if he was more afraid of losing her than her on the precarious battlefield, so he was so eager to see her again.

"I'll always be here from now on, come on, let's go home."

"it is good."

The fine snow fell on the two of them, and they wrapped themselves up and walked into the mansion together.

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Inside the palace, Wei Qingyue stood in the imperial garden, looking at all the withering things and feeling daunted. Suddenly, a figure appeared and draped a large cloak over her.

"Queen, the weather is getting cold. You should wear more clothes."

Looking back, it was Wu Zhengda, the commander of the Imperial Guards.

"Zixiao (Wu Zhengda's pen name), didn't I tell you that we should try not to have any contact? What are you doing now?"

Wei Qingyue took off her cloak and pushed it into Wu Zhengda's hands.

"Xi'er, don't worry. I have already sent everyone here away. No one knows I am here. The weather is cold, you should wear something warmer, even if it's for the prince."

"No need. I know my own body well. Besides..."

When Wei Qingyue turned around, her eyes had turned cold. "Don't call me Xi'er. She died a long time ago. She died on the night when the emperor was going to marry Jiang Xuening."

Wei Qingyue clenched her fists. She had accompanied Song Chengzhong all the way, from the most difficult days to his rise to king, and she had never abandoned him.

But the first moment he became king, he wanted to marry the woman he had only met once.

Therefore, she hated Jiang Xuening and hated her for taking away everything from her.

But what she hated more was Song Chengzhong. She hated him for forgetting his love, for being heartless, and for never considering her feelings until his death.

"But to me, Xi'er will always be Xi'er."

Wu Zhengda looked at Wei Qingyue's eyes, whose original brilliance had long been buried by the darkness in the palace, and couldn't help but feel distressed.

But he was slapped by Wei Qingyue instead.

"Zixiao, don't have any evil thoughts towards me anymore! I won't love you. What you should do now is to stay away from me, so that the death of Jiang Xuening can be covered up!"

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