On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

"It's just a kiss. What's the point of running away? It's not like sleeping..." Ye Zhiyu didn't take it seriously. Halfway through, she suddenly stammered.

"He...where did he kiss me?"

"Here?" She touched her mouth.

"I didn't kiss you on the mouth." Rong'er shook his head: "The prince kissed your forehead. He kissed you for a long time. I was waiting for him to kiss your mouth, but unexpectedly he kissed your forehead."

Rong'er sounded regretful and disappointed: "Your Highness is not very good."

"You can't do it!" Ye Zhiyu blurted out. She pointed her finger at her forehead and felt her forehead burning.

The heat in her forehead slowly spread throughout her body. She thought of Feng Wuming running away. Now that she knew why he ran away, it had other meanings, and she couldn't help laughing.

It's...that's pretty cute.

"Girl, now you start to speak for the prince, you have changed." Rong'er teased her.

"In the past, when you heard me saying that the prince was not good, you would only agree with me. Now for the sake of the prince, you refute me."

Rong'er was like a drama queen, lamenting and melancholy: "Love does change, the girl is no longer the girl who treated me the way she did before."

"Rong'er, have you ever heard a sentence?" Ye Zhiyu suddenly became serious.

Rong'er asked her what she said, and Ye Zhiyu said every word: "Love doesn't change, but love can transfer."

Rong'er was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was admitting her feelings for Feng Wuming, and joked: "Yes, yes, there are two girls, but she was kissed on the forehead, and her face turned red like a monkey's ass. Just like a young girl in love, I think this is all the result of the prince."

"Am I blushing? No way, don't talk nonsense."

Ye Zhiyu covered his face with his hands, his cheeks turned red, and he snorted: "When you are red, your face is like a peach blossom."

It's not a monkey's butt.

Can't speak at all.

The door was pushed open with force. Ye Zhiyu thought it was Feng Wuming who had returned and looked over expectantly.

The woman in a bright red dress had a hurried look on her face and worried eyes. The two looked at each other. The woman was in tears, but she was shocked: "Xiao'e, are you awake?"

When Rong'er saw someone coming in, he stopped talking.

Ye Zhiyu was very happy to see her.

I haven’t seen Hua Niang for a long time.

"Well, I woke up, why are you here?"

Hua Niang sat down by the bed. She was excited and happy to see her friends again after so many days. She grabbed Ye Zhiyu's hand and felt her pulse, and did not forget to answer her.

"The prince asked Ye Jiu to write me a letter, saying that you were sleepy and asked me to take a look at it."

"My body is a little weak, but it's nothing serious. I still need to replenish my body."

Ye Zhiyu nodded.

There was nothing wrong with her, it was just that her spiritual power was exhausted. In order to stop Wen Yufu, she almost emptied all her spiritual power, and naturally fell into a coma.

She wanted to patch it up, but the way she patched it up... a smile flashed in her eyes.

We still have to rely on Feng Wuming.

You have to have a lot of physical contact with Feng Wuming.

"You don't know, Ye Jiu said that your illness was very serious, which made me rush here without even taking a break on the way."

The flower girl put her hand back.

Ye Zhiyu held her face and looked at it carefully: "It's been a long time. I've worked so hard for me, and I'm so grateful. I'll pay for all your expenses here these days."

"So generous?" The flower girl smiled and took out a white porcelain vase.

"Take it." She poured out a crystal clear, round pill from the porcelain bottle and spread it out in her palm. She twisted it and fed it to Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu opened his mouth and enjoyed the pleasure of being fed. When the pill entered his body, a warmth spread from his heart and spread throughout his body. "As long as I have it, I will be very generous." Ye Zhiyu shrugged: "I don't have it. Even if I want to be generous, there is nothing I can do about it."

Hua Niang thought about what she had learned from Ye Jiu and winked at Ye Zhiyu: "Did your relationship with His Majesty improve a lot during this period?"

"Ye Jiu told me that during the time when you were sleeping, His Majesty wanted to stay with you every step of the way. He was afraid that others could not take care of you, so he took care of you every day. He drank medicine, drank water and wiped your face. You are afraid that others will not take good care of you, so I will take care of you myself."

Ye Zhiyu blushed and his heart beat at her joking words.

Is he responsible for everything?
If Rong'er and Hua Niang hadn't told her, wouldn't he have let her know everything he did for her?
A kiss on the forehead would make him run away shyly. Ye Zhiyu raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes sparkling, and he smiled.

I didn't expect him to be quite innocent.

It's quite... cute.

The flower girl saw her unable to stop smiling, and she laughed: "Do you like the emperor?"

Ye Zhiyu looked at her, thinking that she was also a soul from another world, struggling and hesitating flashed in his eyes without making a sound.

Is there any result between her and Feng Wuming?
If she suddenly went back that day, would she leave him here alone?

Too cruel.

If she was going to leave sooner or later, it would be better not to provoke her in the first place.

Stick to your heart.

She thought about dreaming about her master again. What the master said to her was confused at the time, but now she seemed to understand a little bit.

The cause and effect is not over yet, and it’s not time to go home yet.

What is her cause?What is the result?

Is the master hinting to her that she will go home after her karma in this world is over?

Ye Zhiyu's face was complicated, and his heart kept falling and became heavy.

The flower girl looked at her and said nothing. Just a moment ago she was a shy girl with a springy look on her face, but now she looked worried.

"Don't like the emperor?" she asked with some uncertainty.

No, she was shy and timid just now, so she must like Feng Wuming.

Ye Zhiyu shook his head, but he didn't know how to tell her.

Her matter was too complicated. After thinking for a long time, she choked out: "There are many obstacles between me and Feng Wuming. How can we be together so easily?"

The flower girl watched her blink and lower her head, looking dejected and lonely, and shook her head.

She had to help them both.

"Tell me, what's the obstacle between you and the emperor?"

"Is it possible...you mean your identity?" Hua Niang thought that she was still in contact with Feng Wuming as Wang Xiao'e, and thought this was the reason.

Ye Zhiyu was troubled and couldn't tell her because she was a time traveler. He nodded along with her words: "There is a reason for this."

It was okay that Hua Niang didn't mention it, but her heart became heavier after she mentioned it.

Still forgot about it.

Feng Wuming didn't know her true identity. He was still worried about what happened back then. If he knew that she was his escaped princess, he would definitely not let her go.

He didn't have a good impression of her as she was.

"There's nothing to worry about." Hua Niang laughed and nodded her forehead.

"Are you sleepy?"

"He really loves you. He knows that you are his princess. It's not too late to be happy. If you don't want him to know, you can hide it for the rest of your life." (End of Chapter)