Rebirth and Marriage: I am the Mistress of the Palace

In the haze, a distant and familiar voice sounded in my ears: "Prince, Prince, wake up."

This voice rang over and over again. Xiao Qingyuan was forced to open his eyes with difficulty, and then saw Mo Ji standing by the bed holding a bowl.

"Master, you finally woke up, drink the medicine quickly!"

"What medicine?"

"Medicine for colds and high fever. You probably caught a cold in the woodshed, and you developed a high fever not long after you came back. Fortunately, the Crown Prince's wife came by and gave you acupuncture, and you are much better now."

Xiao Qingyuan was in a trance for a moment: "Crown Prince's Consort? Which Crown Prince's Consort?"

Mo Ji was stunned: "Master, you must have lost your temper. You are just a prince's consort!"

"On a?"

"Yes, what else?"

"Yes, there is only one. Her name is Shen Wantang, right? Not Shen Mingxuan, right?"

Mo Ji's eyes widened in shock, and he almost covered his mouth: "Master, don't talk nonsense! Madam Shen is the eldest sister of the Crown Prince's wife. She is already married, and her husband's surname is Liao!"

Xiao Qingyuan was stunned. Why did he remember that in his dream, Shen Wantang's husband seemed to be surnamed Liao?

Seeing him in a daze, Mo Ji brought the bowl to his mouth: "Master, you should drink the medicine quickly!"

If I don’t take the medicine, I don’t know what nonsense I will say later. It’s so scary!

Xiao Qingyuan took the bowl of medicine, drank it in a few gulps, then got up from the bed and walked out.

Mo Ji exclaimed: "Master, where are you going? You haven't even put on your clothes yet!"

After Xiao Qingyuan stepped out of the door, he found that the snow was still falling and it was already white outside.

Mo Ji put the cloak on him and said, "Master, please go back to the house. Standing outside like this will make your cold worse."

Huayi also stepped forward with concern and handed over her small hand warmer: "If you really want to see the snow outside, then take the hand warmer!"

Xiao Qingyuan looked at her, then at Mo Ji, and suddenly said, "I just had a dream. I dreamed that the prince's consort I married was not Shen Wantang. That dream was very real. What do you think? Could it be that the person I married was not Shen Wantang?"

Mo Ji couldn't help scratching his head. The dosage didn't seem to be enough, and the prince was still talking nonsense!

Huayi was much more considerate than Moji. She said softly, "Why don't you go to the Shizi Consort's courtyard and take a look?"

Xiao Qingyuan originally wanted to go to Shen Wantang's yard, but after hearing Huayi's words, he no longer hesitated and strode out.

Wutong Court.

It was snowing heavily outside, but the house was warm as spring.

After taking a bath, Shen Wantang lay on the chaise longue, reading a book and eating walnuts.

Qin Xin and Du Juan each held a soft handkerchief and were wringing her hair dry.

When the three people heard Nanny Chai say that the prince had arrived, they were all stunned: What is he doing here at this time?

However, after Shen Wantang was stunned for a moment, he quickly got up and put on his coat.

Just as I put on my clothes, Xiao Qingyuan came in.

Shen Wantang clearly saw that the moment he saw her, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shen Wantang, it really is you. Fortunately, it is you."

Shen Wantang was puzzled: "What does this mean, Prince?"

Xiao Qingyuan walked up to her, looked her up and down, and after confirming that it was really her, he said, "I had a very strange dream. In the dream, my prince's consort was not you."

Shen Wantang's heart moved, and he asked him, "Who is that?"

"It's your elder sister, Shen Mingxuan."

Qin Xin and Du Juan widened their eyes at the same time, almost thinking that they had heard wrongly. What nonsense was the prince talking about!

Who would say in front of his wife that the Crown Prince’s Consort in his dream was his wife’s elder sister?

Isn't this insulting?

Even Madam Chai's expression changed, and she immediately said, "Prince, be careful with your words!"

Xiao Qingyuan himself knew that it was not appropriate to say this, and he said with a hint of apology: "Sorry, I didn't mean to do that, it was just that the dream was too real."

Among all the people, Shen Wantang was probably the only one who was calm and composed, because she knew that Xiao Qingyuan did not come here on purpose to humiliate her tonight, he really had dreamed about his past life.

But he told her—it’s a good thing it was you.

Is it because he didn’t like Shen Mingxuan in his previous life?

"It's okay, it's just a dream, don't take it to heart, Prince."

Shen Wantang said this lightly, and then fell silent. She neither asked Xiao Qingyuan to sit down like she did before, nor did she take his pulse or ask about his condition.

Xiao Qingyuan felt coldly treated, but he really didn't know how to resolve it.

In the past, when Shen Wantang treated him kindly, there would generally be no awkward silence. But now that she was cold to him, he didn't know what to say and the conversation suddenly became awkward.

After a long while, he said, "In the dream I had, Yan Luo died, and I died too. My father and mother were both grief-stricken. It was all Shen Mingxuan's fault. Fortunately, you are my Crown Prince's Consort in reality. Those things in the dream should not happen, right?"

Shen Wantang said in a very light voice: "Prince, Aunt Chu is alive and well now, and so is Prince. Everything is fine in the palace. As long as Prince is more filial to his father and mother in the future, they should have nothing to be sad about."

Her words "Aunt Chu" completely pulled Xiao Qingyuan out of his dream.

Yes, in the dream, Chu Yanluo was not his concubine, she had always been “Miss Chu”.

It can be seen that it was just an absurd dream and not real.

The room fell into silence again. Shen Wantang's attitude was cold, and Xiao Qingyuan didn't want to stay in her room all the time.

He looked at her deeply and left.

Until he returned to Xingheyuan, Shen Wantang's indifference was still in his mind. He used to think that she was pretending not to be close to him, but now he knows that she was not pretending, she really didn't like him.

But the weird thing was, the colder she was, the more otherworldly he felt she was.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't hear Huayi calling him several times.

"Prince?"

When Huayi called him but he didn't respond, she pulled his sleeve and said, "What are you thinking about, my lord? It's time to rest. I'll help you change your clothes!"

Xiao Qingyuan nodded and stood up.

When she was halfway through taking off her clothes, Mo Ji came in and said, "Master, the maid in Aunt Chu's yard came to report that Aunt Chu was ill. Look..."

"Yanluo is sick?"

Xiao Qingyuan frowned and quickly put his clothes back on: "Go and have a look, don't tell me you got sick from kneeling for me all day and night."

He took Mo Ji and Hua Yi to Qing Wu Yuan, but when he came back, there were only Mo Ji and Hua Yi.

Xiao Qingyuan was forced by Chu Yanluo to stay in Qingwu Courtyard overnight.

Mo Ji glanced at Hua Yi and saw that she had her head down. There was nothing unusual on her face, but the handkerchief in her hand was clenched tightly.

I’m afraid she is unwilling to accept this?

Chu Yanluo knelt for a whole night and won the prince's heart back. The prince treated Chu Yanluo differently.

Huayi was really unwilling at this moment. The prince had clearly promised her that he would honor her when he came out of the woodshed.

However, on his first night out, he first went to the Crown Prince's Consort's courtyard, and then slept in Chu Yanluo's courtyard. He forgot about her completely!