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After Song Yunqian returned to his residence, Chen Yuzhu had already ordered some people to prepare lunch. Seeing Song Yunqian return, he said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness, it's good that you're back.

Song Yunqian raised his head and looked at her, "How do you know that I like to eat sweet and sour pork?"

Chen Yuzhu said with a smile: "I don't know, I just thought that Your Highness would like to eat it."

Song Yunqian sat down and raised his head to look at her. His eyes were filled with happiness and sadness, and his heart had indescribably complex feelings. Chen Yuzhu sat beside him and whispered, "Eat!"

She picked up a piece of pork chop for Song Yunqian and quietly watched him eat it.

The sweet and sour taste was just like the taste in Song Yunqian's heart at that moment. He raised his head and smiled, "It's very delicious!"

Chen Yuzhu laughed: "So what if it's delicious!"

Song Yunqian nodded lightly as he lowered his head to eat the food Chen Yuzhu had prepared for him. He wasn't actually hungry, and the question in his mind had yet to be answered. How could he eat?

After eating half a bowl of rice, he was no longer able to eat anymore. He raised his head and stared at Chen Yuzhu, as her face which looked very similar to Yang Luoyi's made him feel that Yang Luoyi's body was suitable for her in the past, which was why she was looking for someone similar to Yang Luoyi to possess her body now. As he thought of this, his heart became a bit more assured.

He asked softly, "By the way, what other memories do you have? Do you remember when you ran into a snake in the mountains? "

Chen Yuzhu turned her head to the side and thought for a moment, "I think so. I remember there was someone carrying me through Snake Mountain, but that memory was too blurry, I can't remember the details."

Song Yunqian's heart trembled, these things were definitely not known to a third party, if not for Wen Yi, how would she know that he had carried her through Snake Mountain? He reached out and grabbed Chen Yuzhu's wrist, gently hugging her into her embrace, stroking her hair, and muttered: "This king has been waiting for you for a long, long time!"

Chen Yuzhu was suspicious, but at the moment, she was filled with joy. She did not have any extra thoughts to think about it.

And after Song Yunqian embraced her, his heart still felt a little unspeakably strange. Even though he had already confirmed that she was Wen Yi, his heart was still empty. In the past, as long as he held Wen Yi's hand, he felt that the previous world was already in his hands, as if there was nothing he could ask for in this life. But now, as he hugged his in his arms, he couldn't feel the slightest bit of warmth.

He held Chen Yuzhu's hand. Her hand was cold, and he remembered that Wen Yi's palm was very warm. Every time he held her hand, it was like a fire was ignited in his heart.

He gently released her and gazed at her shy face, his heart filled with doubts. He thought about the words of the State Advisor, he should be more cautious in everything, he shouldn't be so anxious. Since the State Advisor was sure that Wen Yi had returned to the capital, and she was not dead, he should not have been so certain that Chen Yuzhu was Wen Yi without a thorough investigation.

Qian Shan walked in and saw the two of them staring at each other. He knocked on the door and greeted, "Greetings, Your Highness. Greetings, Princess!"

Song Yunqian looked up at Qian Shan, "Why are you here?"

Qian Shan said to Song Yunqian, "Your Highness, this subordinate has something that I wish to tell Your Highness!"

Song Yunqian got up, "Mm, let's go to the study room."

Qian Shan said, "It can be said here that this subordinate would like to transfer them to protect the wangfei if it's related to her."

Qian Shan was the personal maid of the Flying Dragon Sect's master, so she only served the master of the Flying Dragon Sect. Yet, she actually offered to protect Chen Yuzhu on her own accord? Could it be that she knew something? The light in his eyes flickered as he said to Qian Shan, "Follow me to my study!"

Qian Shan looked at Chen Yuzhu with a complicated gaze. This look also entered Song Yunqian's eyes, he felt that Qian Shan must know something, but Qian Shan might not be willing to tell him. Qian Shan probably knew that Wen Yi was dead since long ago. Otherwise, he wouldn't have written those letters along with Zhuge Ming.

Song Yunqian went into the study room and closed the door. He glared at Qian Shan and asked, "Are you hiding something from this king?"

Thousand Mountains avoided his eyes, smiled, and said, "What did Your Highness say? "How could Qian Shan dare to hide it from His Royal Highness?"

Song Yunqian took out the letters Zhuge Ming had faked to be Wen Yi's writing, threw them in front of her, and said coldly: "This king has always known, that Wen Yi had died by my royal brother's hands and was buried in unmarked burial site. These letters were not written by Wen Yi, but written by Zhuge Ming himself."

Qian Shan was astonished. He lowered his hands and was speechless.

Song Yunqian, who had been suppressing his anger all this while, exploded all of a sudden, "You're the same as Zhuge Ming, are you treating this king as a fool? Do you think This King won't be able to find it out if you don't say it? This king has been suspicious since the first letter you took back. I'm afraid that this duke knows that the news of Wen Yi's death is unacceptable, but don't try to fool this duke again and again. This duke is not a puppet that you can order around with, and Wen Yi is this duke's wife, so in this lifetime, she has always recognized the only person. Her matters are related to this duke, and this duke has the right to know about them. "

He flew into a rage, and then asked coldly: "Is Wen Yi back yet?"

Qian Shan kept his hands down and his head lowered. His mind was blank. He didn't know what to say before, so he didn't know how to respond.

Seeing that she did not say anything, Song Yunqian's anger exploded. He kicked on the chair beside him, causing it to fly up and crash onto the desk, creating a loud sound. He shouted: "Fine, you don't want to speak? Get out of this king's body and don't ever come back to the Duke's Mansion again! "

Qian Shan kneeled down, raised his head, looked at Song Yunqian, and said in a sincere voice: "Your highness, everything I do, I only listen to Master's orders, why would Your highness make it difficult for your subordinate? If you want to know the truth, you can ask Prince Zhenyuan and Zhuge Ming. "

Wen Yi was her master, so when her master told her to come back and protect Chen Yuzhu, she couldn't do anything about it. Facing Song Yunqian's questioning, she really wanted to speak the truth, but since her master did not allow her to speak, she could not speak.

Song Yunqian's entire body was releasing cold Qi, he angrily shouted: "Scram!"

Qian Shan hesitated for a moment. Then, he stood up and left!

Song Yunqian was so angry that his entire body was trembling, holding onto the letters, he raised his hand slightly and the two letters turned into ashes. He kicked the chair away and sat in front of the desk. His eyes were sharp and his face was twisted with anger and sadness.

He closed his eyes, his mind filled with memories of his past with Wen Yi. These memories entangled themselves within his mind, causing him endless pain. For the past half month, he had practically gone to the unmarked burial site every night to wait, waiting for a hope, waiting for a wish. The night had finally come, and he was waiting for the good news that would make him ecstatic. Because of this news, all the cells in his body were full of joy and excitement.

Slowly, he calmed down and finally realized that he must have overlooked something. He felt that he was a complete and utter fool. Everyone knew about him and kept it a secret from him. As for him, if he could be a fool who was being deceived, he would be happy.

Song Yungang stayed in Wen Yi's hut the entire time, and only returned to the manor in the evening.

Just as he entered the residence, the butler walked up quickly and said softly: "Your Highness, the Ning an report is here. He is waiting for you in the main hall."

Song Yungang was slightly shocked, "He came? When did you get here? "

"I arrived in the afternoon and have been waiting for you for more than two hours." The butler said.

Song Yungang quickly walked in, and as expected, he saw Song Yunqian sitting on the master's chair in the main hall. Song Yungang stopped at the bottom of the stone steps, took a deep breath, restrained his smile, and then walked to the main hall with a faint smile on his lips.

"You're here?" Song Yungang walked in with a friendly expression. It had been a long time since the two brothers had been so friendly.

Song Yunqian looked up at him silently and said: "Can you back off left or right?"

Song Yungang hesitated for a moment, but still, he raised his hand and indicated his left and right sides to leave, and then closed the doors of the main hall.

Song Yunqian sat on the chair, his body unmoving, he held a cup of tea in his hand, the cup was already cold, his gaze was fixated on the tea in the cup, with a light shake of his hand, the tea pieces floated along with the water ripples, and revolved in the center.

Song Yungang also sat down, he did not take the initiative to speak, and placed one hand on the chair's armrest. He knew Song Yunqian's motive for coming here, but he was still hesitating on whether he should continue to hide it or choose to tell him the truth.

Song Yunqian asked, but did not ask about Wen Yi, and only softly asked, "Does Imperial Brother still remember Second Imperial Brother?"

Song Yungang was stunned for a moment, then his face sank into pain. He replied back with a voice as gentle as his own, sounding somewhat sentimental, "When I return from my dreams at midnight, I will eventually hear Second Brother crying."

Song Yunqian's handsome face was covered with pain, "Yes, whenever I think of Second Brother, I will always think of him crying before his death. Royal brother, us three brothers, are only the two of us left, do you still care about this brotherly relationship?"

Song Yungang's heart ached, how could he not think? Family love had always occupied the most important position in his heart. When had all of what he had done before ever come from his heart? However, he had to hold back his anger and listen to a lot of rumors to do such a stupid thing.

He sighed and said, "I am sorry for what happened earlier!"

Song Yunqian looked at him and said, "The royal father declared to the public that his second imperial brother died suddenly, but we all know in our hearts, that because he was called Foot of Seven Stars, the High Monk said that he had plotted to seize the throne. Actually, everyone knows that it is impossible for him to seize the throne. Even if he were to be born a fool, he would not be able to take care of his life. "

Song Yungang's heart was clogged up. He was aware of this matter as well. Song Yunlong was only sixteen when he died. had never pampered a prince who had always been a fool ever since he was young. Even his mother, Imperial Concubine Huai, had been treated coldly. Even idiots like the royal father would be afraid of this.

However, when he was sixteen years old, Southern Champion States had come to the capital to receive him, and the royal father had barged in right when, the two royal brother s had said that his fate was unspeakable, so the royal father recorded it in his mind and probed it a few times, and discovered that although the Second royal brother was a fool, he had many unique insights. Furthermore, due to his innocence, he started to practice martial arts at a young age, actually becoming more powerful than Song Yungang and Song Yunqian. The royal father then hardened his heart, randomly laid down a crime, and killed the Second royal brother.