As the sky gradually darkened, the birds, which had been flying in panic all day, settled down in the peculiar gentleness of the night and folded their wings and hid in the darkness. A white carrier pigeon flapped its wings as it slowly landed on the window sill. A slender hand then rested on the window sill, resting on the pigeon's leg.

After opening the secret letter, Luo Lingwei did not stop and shut the window again.

She gestured to little Qing Xiaobai, who was behind her, to guard the door. After checking that there was no one monitoring the room, she handed the opened letter to Ye Lianhe.

The letter was written by a woman, and on it was a delicate and dainty little card with a faint fragrance of Anyang Ink.

Looking at Ye Lianhe's gradually calming expression, Luo Lingwei felt that something big had happened at Luo Lingxiao's side.

"What's the big deal?" Luo Lingwei asked.

With an indifferent expression, he put away the paper slip and placed it on top of the candle flame.

Reverse?

The dancing flames quickly devoured the small piece of paper. Ye Lianhe's dark expression made him look like a ghost.

Luo Lingwei took his slightly cold hand. "What happened?"

Ye Lianhe was the person who least wished to see the Ye brothers. Whether he was the Regent or the person who controlled Ye Feihan to stay in the Imperial City and be an idle emperor, or to break up the Ye brothers and allow Ye Feihan to travel to the sixteen prefectures of the Shan Yang.

He had created himself as his brothers' common enemy to protect the world from the situation he was in today.

Ye Lianhe's voice was heavy and his emotions could not be heard. "I expected it, but I was also surprised."

Nightingale knew that he could not stop the situation by himself, but he had never expected that the two brothers would become enemies for this reason.

Ye Feihan did not have the ability to be an emperor. He had the talent to be an emperor, but he was too restrained in his love. This is why the late emperor helped his son ascend to the throne and set up Ye Lianhe as the Regent.

However, it was nothing. It didn't matter what he said.

"Send down the order to speed up the process. Within three days, we must return to the capital. "

Ye Feian was on the mountain facing off against Ye Feihan, so he had to hurry back.

Even though it was the same way for Ye Feihan, an emperor who had lived in the palace for a very long time was different from an emperor who lived in the background.

"I know what you mean, don't worry. "It will be fine …"

Luo Lingwei could be said to be the person who understood Ye Lianhe the most. She knew Ye Lianhe's persistence and also knew his bottom line. Therefore, she could completely understand Ye Lianhe's emotions right now.

In other words, the two brothers, Ye Feihan and Anfey, could be considered to have watched the younger generation grow up, and now that the two children were at odds, regardless of whether the outcome was good or bad, Ye Liancheng would feel that they had their own reasons.

It was hard to let go of this sense of responsibility, even if it really had nothing to do with him.

"Let's go, I'm still here. If we hurry back, we might be able to stop us. "

Luo Lingwei gently held onto Ye Lianhe's arm, hoping to warm him through his meager body temperature.

Ye Lianhe acknowledged and hugged Luo Lingwei with a deep look in his eyes.

After a long while, he forced a smile and said, "I'm afraid the only one I have now is you."

He had also done his best to assist Ye Feihan in ascending the throne. He had secretly operated to help Ye Feian gain a foothold in the sixteen states of Shan Yang. In the end, Ye Feihan felt that his achievements were too great for him to bear, and Ye Feian held a grudge against him that he would seize the heavens to command the dukes.

To the end, it was just the end of a crafty rabbit who was about to die.

Because of the sudden arrival of the news, Nightingale's condition was not very good. After a sleepless night, Luo Lingwei woke up early in the morning and arranged for the carriage drivers to drive fast. The few of them changed to small roads and took a shortcut back to the capital.

They had used the same method to go back when Ye Feian had come with a disguise.

Xiaoqing had purposely applied a disguise medicine on her face, turning into an extremely normal looking woman. She slightly bent her body and bowed to Luo Lingwei, who was just about to dismount, saying, "Madam, please slow down. Be careful of the child in your belly."

Luo Lingwei's embarrassed face turned red. She had only casually mentioned how Lianhe had followed them to fool around. She wasn't really pregnant, how could she pretend to be?

Ye Lianhe put the swinging fan on his waist, stretched out his hand and tightly held Luo Lingwei's slightly ice-cold hand, rebuking her, "That's right, just now I said that it is too cold to use something cold right now. You just can't stop living. What can I do when you feel uncomfortable later on? "

While he was blaming Luo Lingwei on the side, Ye Lianhe was holding onto Luo Lingwei's slender wrists tightly and holding onto her sleeves to keep her warm.

She had the appearance of a loving couple that were gentle and playful.

The surrounding bystanders looked at the young couple in front of them with a kind smile.

Luo Lingwei blushed slightly when she was stared at by so many straightforward gazes.

Ye Lianhe gently pushed the messy hair in front of Luo Lingwei to the side. "What, do you feel embarrassed, my wife?"

Luo Lingwei's already slightly flushed face became even redder. She pushed Ye Lianhe, who was laughing wildly, and took large strides forward.

Not with them.

It was all Lil 'White's fault. He just said something about Qiao Zheng and agreed. Now he even had to run around with one in his stomach!

Little White was from a family of doctors, so he had a deep understanding of all kinds of medicinal formulas. Because she was afraid of being exposed by an experienced person, Luo Lingwei deliberately took an appropriate amount of medicine in the car. Now, no matter which doctor it was, they would be able to feel her pulse.

It could be said that she was now half pregnant.

As Luo Lingwei was walking forward, she turned around to look at Ye Lianhe behind her. Unexpectedly, someone ran up behind her out of the blue.

Luo Lingwei could not help but be taken aback by the impact. Her body took two steps back as she was supported by a firm and powerful arm. "Madam, please slow down."

A warm male voice came from behind her. Luo Lingwei turned around and her eyes widened in surprise.

Han Ling?

Han Ling? Shouldn't he be in Xu An?

Han Ling raised an eyebrow at Luo Lingwei's undisguised surprise.

Interesting. Could it be that this little lady is an acquaintance?

"From the look of my reaction, you seem to recognize me?"

He no longer had the cold and arrogant temperament from before. Instead, he had become exceptionally amiable. There was no trace of the arrogance he had shown at the Golden Night Banquet.

"Young master looks a little similar to an old friend, so I'm a little surprised." Luo Lingwei quickly regained her senses and retracted her expression. With a slight smile, she said, "But my old friend is already gone. How could we meet again?"

Han Ling obviously did not believe Luo Lingwei's words. He raised his eyebrows and carefully sized up Luo Lingwei, "Is that so?"

He secretly observed Luo Lingwei's aura. After confirming that she was not that person, he felt slightly disappointed.

He was indeed overthinking things. How could it be? That person was the high and mighty Royal Consort. She was a treasure that Ye Lianhe raised delicately in the palm of his hand.

How could he be like him, living in this remote place?

Besides, this lady was clearly more than four months pregnant, so she couldn't match up.