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  Wu Er's dragon carriage arrived at the Temple of Heaven, its formation not something ordinary people could compare to. Accompanying him was the currently popular Third Prince Wu Mingyuan, who wore a suit of silver armor and stood guard beside the dragon carriage... a luxurious horse-drawn carriage pulled by six horses.

  In front of them were the Praetorian Guards clearing the way, and behind them followed many officials, dragging along for half a day without being able to go very far.

  Wu Mingyuan was not in a hurry, anyway, the memorial ceremony for the emperor could not start without him. The sky was also snowing, and the emperor's presence at the Temple of Heaven to preside over the ceremony despite the wind and snow was already a great blessing. He thought that those officials would not dare say anything!

  His severed fingers were habitually hidden in a specially made glove, and he was now able to use his left hand skillfully.

  Everyone is forced out, thinking back to when he was first injured, he couldn't even eat on his own and had to rely on others to feed him...

  Now, a cold glint shot out from the black eyes under the helmet, and his hand involuntarily pressed on the hilt of the sword by his side. He not only could feed himself but also learned the angular and cunning left-handed swordsmanship under the guidance of a martial arts master who was sought after with heavy rewards.

  Xiao Congrong will definitely appear...

  Marrying him is more affirmative than anyone else! Because he always believed in these two points, Xiao Zong lived a carefree life, and she was right in the capital city!

  So when the scouts monitoring each intersection reported to him for the first time that Xiao Congrong had appeared, he could no longer bear this snail-like walking speed. He entrusted Ma Xiang and led Rong Guang to rush to Tiantan in the name of exploring the way.

  The dragon drove by Wu Erdi is the official road specially for worshiping heaven in the imperial palace, which is wide and flat, straight, with fewer turns, and cost a lot of national treasury money to pave out the shortcut, directly to Zhao Tingmen.

  Wu Mingyuan rode his horse forward and arrived at the Zhao Ting Gate. He saw a group of people who had just entered the mountain gate from the mountain road.

  That white-clad figure, being carried on someone's shoulders, caught Xiao Zong's eye in an instant. His handsome face seemed unfamiliar, and he couldn't tell if it was just his imagination or the fact that they hadn't seen each other for too long.

  And yet, beneath that unfamiliar exterior lies another stunning surprise - can that willful and obstinate little girl also be so breathtakingly beautiful as to seem almost otherworldly?

  White suits her well, and although her slender body doesn't look as fragile as He Dongxu's when she wears it, she adds a kind of icy elegance to the outfit.

  What is that man to her? Have they been together these days? A lone man and a widow, have they done anything improper?

  A strange thought flashed through his mind, a wave of heat rushed to his lower abdomen, and for a moment he clenched his teeth, trying hard to resist the sudden impact.

  Despicable person! How dare you betray me, your king!

  He cursed in his heart, but what he was thinking about was that after the memorial service, he would take her back to the mansion, tear off her white dress, and press her down under him... The figure under that white dress must be as fiery as her personality!

  How could I have let go of this beautiful jade, having been blinded by lard before!

  Xiao Cong Rong, you are mine! Even if you fly far away, you will still have to come back because the chain that binds you is in my hands. I won't let go... How far can you fly anyway?!

  Rong Rong, stop pretending! You ultimately love me... You risked everything to save me, and even becoming a concubine is worth being with me... How can I not believe you don't love me?!

  Enough, stubbornness is just a means, you want to attract my attention, now I'm paying attention to you as you wish, you should also stop!

  Disobedient woman... Grandpa won't like it!

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  Wu Mingyuan coldly watched as the group of people slowly entered the mountain gate, and he also saw the faces of the generals who were lifting their heads with a calm demeanor. He was not surprised that those people lowered their posture to lift their heads calmly.

  This is more like a self-redemption of conscience, where were these people when the Xiao family was in trouble?

  In his view, such actions are stupid and unbearable. If he were to become the crown prince, the first thing he would do is get rid of these old fogies. He wants generals who are loyal to him, not a group of 'rebels' who pose a threat to him!

  They like to be loyal to the old marquis, then go underground to serve him! …… No need to do such a self-abasing thing to show off to him!

  He narrowed his eyes, looking at the fifth prince behind him, and simply furrowed his brow, muttering: "It's not like the emperor has passed away, who are you crying for? You're so spineless!"

  Her eyes shifted and landed on her second brother, who was also staring at her. He gave a cold smile and turned his head away.

  This is currently the only obstacle on his way to Taizi, Wu Ming Zheng was too steady, he could hardly find a gap to attack him.

  He is obedient, capable of handling affairs, and also superior in military ability. In the court and among officials, his relationships are better than his. If Empress Dowager was his mother, he thought that the position of crown prince should have been Wu Ming's long ago. What he relies on is this innate advantage that he cannot match...

  On the surface, he has a good relationship with Second Brother, but in reality, he is the one who fears him the most. Precisely because of this fear, he cannot help but get close to him, knowing oneself and knowing others, can then attack his weak point!

  Her gaze shifted away and she saw a sedan chair stopped under the western pavilion, with the sedan bearers being some of the guards of the Fourth Prince. Had that sickly person also arrived?

  He was slightly surprised, but didn't take it seriously. The Fourth Prince, Wu Mingyu, was the least of all the princes in his eyes.

  This imperial brother, although born into the royal family, is often overlooked because he is too weak. He has been plagued by illness since childhood and has only a few healthy days in a year, often staying in his own mansion without leaving the house. Occasionally attending royal gatherings, he sits alone on one side, not socializing with others, nor does he have much to do with the ministers!

  Someone who can't even guarantee his own life, how could he be his arch-nemesis!

  The only thing that made Wu Mingyuan interested in him was one thing, his father, the emperor, compared to his outstanding and healthy son with talent, did not love him more, but loved this sickly prince even more. Every year, whenever there were tributes of rare and precious medicines, they would definitely be given to Wu Mingyu first. Whatever fun and strange things there were, they would also be given to Wu Mingyu first.

  This made the other princes jealous, but no one dared to say anything. Because once a concubine who was favored by Emperor Wu of Han had taken a fancy to an old ginseng that had been presented to the Fourth Prince, she relied on her own favor and quietly kept it for herself through the eunuch who delivered the gift, thinking that it was just one ginseng. Even when Emperor Wu found out, he didn't make a big deal about it.

  But she was wrong, and somehow the matter became known to Emperor Wu of Han. The eunuch who had delivered the gift was immediately executed by caning, and the imperial consort was given a cup of poison wine.

  The Emperor Wu's explanation was only one sentence: "Yu'er is not talented, I pity him for not living long and tried to use medicine to save his life, you dare to detain his medicine, isn't this like plotting against my imperial son? You will die with guilt!"

  It was this "death is not enough to atone for guilt" that intimidated all the jealous people, it was just a ginseng that cost several lives, if someone really wanted to harm Wu Mingyu, it would be strange if they were not exterminated.

  The royal family can afford to raise him, who would be willing to offend the emperor for a "useless person" like him who has no threat to others except taking some precious medicine?

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  So there was a lesson from Fei Zi, and no one really envied him! A useless person who relied solely on medicine to survive, let's just say the royal family had an extra parasite to raise!

  It's just a flash of many years, and the sickly child in everyone's eyes didn't die as expected, but grew up into an adult... This can only be attributed to the precious medicinal materials, and there seems to be no other explanation.

  Wu Mingyu seems to know that he is an unnecessary existence and is very aware of it. In general, unless absolutely necessary, he will not appear in public.

  Today, no one mentions him when making offerings to the ancestors. He was always a sickly person anyway. With snowflakes falling all over the sky and the cold being unbearable even for healthy people, shouldn't he be at home keeping warm by the heater to nurse his illness?

  But he appeared, wearing a white fox fur coat, wrapped from head to toe, revealing only a pair of eyes, gazing at the Temple of Heaven.

  The distance was a bit far, and Wu Mingyuan only saw him shivering in the wind and snow, but couldn't see those eyes that were unfathomable and piercingly bright, with sharp and profound gaze that was full of vitality, which didn't look like someone who had been immersed in illness for many years.

  He gazed at Xiao Zong from afar, not missing that flash of white elegance, like a single white plum blossom standing proudly between heaven and earth, without any extra colors, yet subtly fragrant!

  That woman is really beautiful!

  His eyes only stayed on her, and the world around him became invisible. All he saw was her long hair floating with the snowflakes, her icy skin and jade-like complexion, clear and elegant... If she smiled, it would be enough to captivate the city!

  He was glad he came... otherwise he would have missed her beauty, plum blossoms lightly bloomed, so beautiful that it made one's heart tremble...

  In this world, who is worthy of her, accompanying her through mountains and rivers, chasing after grasses in all directions, to the ends of the earth?

  Who else in this world knows that plum blossoms' fragrance comes from bitter cold, and how many people's efforts, sacrifices, and dedications it takes to stand here?

  Stretched out his hand, long and clean fingers soon landed on the snowflakes, came into contact with his body temperature, slowly melted, slid into his palm...

  He gently grasped, as if holding his lover's tears, and whispered: "If your heart is cast in ice, I will melt it like this snowflake, bit by bit, until you and I are blood-bound, inseparable..."