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

"How about you stay with me? I can't be happy..."

Hearing this, Song Qi Yan smiled with satisfaction, pursed his lips, and pretended to be nonchalant.

"I have nothing to do either. If you want me to accompany you, I can do it. How do you want me to accompany you, Miss Jiang?"

"Didn't your ancients all know how to fly over rooftops and walk on walls? Why don't you take me to the rooftop to admire the moon? I can't sleep anyway."

"Okay. Then hold me tight."

"Hold tight?"

Jiang Wanyu looked hesitant, but the next second Song Qiyan took the initiative to pull Jiang Wanyu into his arms.

Then he picked up Jiang Wanyu, jumped into the air, and flew to the roof in just a few steps using his light skills.

Jiang Wanyu was so shocked that she was stunned. The TV series really did not lie to her.

Song Qiyan gently put Jiang Wanyu down.

Jiang Wanyu sat there with her legs slumped, looking at the soft waning moon, as if she had let go of all her burdens at that moment.

“I never thought that one day I would be chatting with you under the moonlight.

Song Qiyan glanced at Jiang Wanyu lightly, then quietly sat down beside Jiang Wanyu and looked up to share the moonlight.

Instead of directly responding to Jiang Wanyu's words, he said

"Tell me, what's up with you? I'm all ears."

"My business, hehe, how can a pampered prince like you understand it?"

Jiang Wanyu just said this in a very proud manner.

No matter the sufferings of the previous life or everything one has to face after accidentally taking over someone else's identity and continuing to live, how could such a proud and arrogant prince understand?

"how about you?"

Song Qiyan turned his head and looked at Jiang Wanyu, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. He said what was in his heart inadvertently while joking.

"How can a pampered young lady like you understand a powerless bastard like me who was born in a royal family but has nothing?"

"Who said I don't understand?"

Jiang Wanyu turned her head, held Song Qiyan's cheek, stared into Song Qiyan's eyes, and spoke solemnly.

"Song Qiyan, can you look at me again? I've said that I'm no longer the same person I used to be. Can you try to understand me again?"

"I……"

Song Qiyan hesitated and looked at those serious eyes, his ears turned red, he glanced away subconsciously, and whispered, "I'll try..."

"what?"

"nothing"

"..."

Seeing that Song Qiyan always spoke half of his words, Jiang Wanyu simply hugged her head and lay on Walli, saying comfortably and not jokingly, "I know you must have suffered a lot. So many people have said that, and the emperor won't help you."

"Yeah……"

Song Qi Yan said this calmly, and lay down on the rubble as if he was worried about something.

"But you just need to know that you are the real prince! Why do you care about those stinky-faced people?"

"If someone calls you a bastard again, I will beat you back, okay?"

Song Qi Yan didn't say anything, but looked at the small crescent moon and smiled.

Perhaps it was because the evening breeze was too comfortable, or because the depression in her heart was relieved a little, sleepiness came over her inadvertently. Jiang Wanyu turned over, moved closer to Song Qiyan, and just said slowly with sleepiness.

"So, don't be unhappy..."

After saying that, he fell asleep without realizing it.

Song Qi Yan quietly leaned over, tilted his head to look at Jiang Wanyu, gently lifted a strand of hair that covered his eyes, and his gaze fell entirely on Jiang Wanyu's sleeping face.

He looked her up and down carefully again, just as Jiang Wanyu said, and took another good look at her.

"If you do this, I really like you, what should I do?"

Without disturbing her, he gently took off his cloak, covered Jiang Wanyu with it, smiled with his lips pursed, and with the last ray of moonlight, he briefly slowed down his emotions, not thinking about his mother's hatred, nor thinking about anything about the royal family.

It was as if at this moment he and Jiang Wanyu were each another self, one of them no longer having to worry about the other self.

I simply lay down on the rubble and enjoy this moment of tranquility.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Sheng finished his work while feeling sleepy. In the little light of the early morning, Jiang Sheng rubbed his tired eyes.

"I must have been really exhausted these past few days. I actually saw Wanwan and Song Qiyan lying on the roof of my house."

"Oh, how could Song Qiyan come to see Wanwan so late at night? I am so tired that I am hallucinating."

He yawned, then staggered back into the room.

-

The next morning, a ray of morning sunshine woke Jiang Wanyu up.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked around, but didn't see Song Qi Yan. Instead, he was lying on his bed and suddenly woke up.

"What? I actually fell asleep! Then why am I in bed?"

As if she had lost her memory, she couldn't remember how she got back to the room.

"Could it be that last night was just a dream? Song Qiyan didn't come?"

"how is this possible?"

Just as I was wondering, I suddenly saw the men's cloak covering my body.

He held the corner of the cloak tightly in his hand and couldn't help but smile, with a hint of joy in his heart.

"I told you, he's here."

"Miss, it's time to get up. Didn't you say you would send that piece of cloth to the Dali Temple for investigation?"

Chunzhu knocked on the door and reminded.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot about this. Wait, I'll get up right away."

Jiang Wanyu fumbled around frantically.

So what happened last night was briefly put aside, and instead he focused on handling the case.

-

In front of the Dali Temple, Jiang Sheng and Jiang Wanyu waited for their fate.

"Wanwan, the Dali Temple Minister Ren Qiuhao is an old stubborn man who always talks about enforcing the law impartially. So no matter how we asked him before, he insisted on finishing the serious case on hand first, and didn't pay much attention to the small matter of Huaxiu Pavilion. Now that we have brought this piece of cloth, I'm afraid we have to wait until they finish the case on hand. I'm afraid they won't be able to find out anything for a while."

Jiang Sheng looked at Jiang Wanyu with some concern.

Jiang Wanyu just relaxed her brows and said.

"Don't worry, someone will help us deal with it."

"Why did my sister say that?"

"Because someone said that."

"Who?"

Just as he opened his mouth to ask, the door of the yamen was opened with a loud bang, and the Dali Temple Minister Ren Qiuhao came out personally to greet him.

"Miss Jiang has been waiting for a long time. Please come in. I have already arranged everything."

"What? That old stubborn guy actually came out in person?"

Jiang Sheng looked at his sister in surprise.

What on earth did Wanwan do to be able to invite this great Buddha?

"Come on, second brother, do you still want to listen together?"

"Listen, listen, of course I have to listen."

Jiang Sheng hurriedly followed and entered the yamen with Jiang Wanyu.

……