As Nangong Lin brought Yan Xiaoxi back to the manor, the two of them remained silent. Nangong Lin knew that he had hurt Yan Xiaoxi's heart and he could see the pain and doubt in her eyes. Even so, he still remained silent.

Yan Xiaoxi had guessed that Nangong Lin didn't intend to explain and wanted her to believe him. However, he didn't want to believe her. Yan Xiaoxi felt wronged and didn't know how to continue this relationship.

In a moment, the Lin King's Manor arrived. This place originally had the warmth of a home for Yan Xiaoxi, but now it seemed exceptionally cold. Without Nangong Lin's love, there was no meaning in being majestic and grand.

The two of them walked into the mansion one after the other. The butler came to greet them. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that the atmosphere wasn't right. Thus, he could only tactfully shut his mouth and follow closely behind the two.

Yan Xiaoxi walked towards her room's seat while Nangong Lin walked in the opposite direction. Like this, the two of them split up at a fork in the road without saying a single word.

Yan Xiaoxi felt bitter in her heart. She didn't understand why this was all happening.

Why didn't Nangong Lin believe her? Were their feelings for each other really so fragile? If it was, then it was fine, but she didn't think so.

"Little Linlin." Yan Xiaoxi turned her head and called out to Nangong Lin, who had walked a few steps away.

Nangong Lin turned his head around and looked at Yan Xiaoxi with astonishment. His eyes that were as calm as the starlight did not have a single ripple. It was so deep and profound that Yan Xiaoxi was unable to understand what was going on in his heart.

She suddenly felt that at this moment, Nangong Lin had once again sealed her heart and drawn that fake mask in front of her. In an instant, he had pushed her a thousand miles away, and from the two of them being so intimate with each other, they had become two strangers who did not have any sort of trust.

Yan Xiaoxi's words were stuck in her throat, 'Do you believe me?' She couldn't ask, couldn't ask anymore.

This was because from Nangong Lin's behavior, Yan Xiaoxi had already understood everything. She had long since heard the answer to this question in the palace, so why did she need to humiliate him as she wished?

"Xi Er?" Nangong Lin's probing gaze wandered over Yan Xiaoxi's body.

"I'm fine." After spitting out these two words, Yan Xiaoxi turned around resolutely without even looking at Nangong Lin.

Her soft and decisive back carried a sense of parting. She finally understood the meaning of the words' heart is like ashes'. She was experiencing it deeply.

Nangong Lin stood on the spot like a thousand-year-old iceberg, not moving at all. His eyes that were as deep as a black hole stared unwaveringly at Yan Xiaoxi's disappearing figure. He frowned as he clenched his fists.

In this world, the person he didn't want to hurt the most was Yan Xiaoxi. Sometimes, love wasn't about possession, but about protecting her safety.

Nangong Lin did not regret pushing her away.

Yan Xiaoxi returned to her room dejectedly and sat on her chair in a daze. Her mind was filled with countless questions and answers. Finally, she made a decision.

Then, abruptly, she stood up, walked to her desk, picked up her pen, and wrote a line of words on a piece of white paper. The words were familiar to her, the same words, the same meaning, but the mood of drawing a brush was different.

The first time was a happy one, one that could not wait to be released. This time, it was filled with hesitation, disappointment and reluctance.

Putting away the note, the worry in Yan Xiaoxi's heart seemed to have deepened.

"Xiao Cui." Yan Xiaoxi called out.

"Why is the wangfei looking for me?" Xiao Cui immediately entered the room.

"Where is the prince?"

"In the study." Xiao Cui's clear eyes had a hint of probing in them, she felt that the wangfei in front of her was completely different. She no longer laughed, but turned serious.

This was exactly how Prince Lin looked like back then. Ever since the prince had gotten together with his wife, he had been attracted by her and overturned the impression he had given others.

Xiao Cui suddenly discovered that the Royal Concubine and the Prince were fated to be together. Unknowingly, they were changing each other, merging two completely different people into one.

"Right." Yan Xiaoxi waved her hand, gesturing for Xiao Cui to leave.

Xiao Cui understood, and wanted to ask what had happened to the wangfei, but in the end, due to Yan Xiaoxi's gaze, her words were like fish bones, unable to come out.

Yan Xiaoxi tossed and turned in her room, but when she died, a burden appeared on her shoulders. Along the way, the servants of the manor looked at her strange actions in astonishment, but no one dared to ask, "What exactly is going on with the wangfei?"

They all discovered that the current princess had an extremely frightening expression on her face.

"Announcement." This time, Yan Xiaoxi did not force her way in.

The guard was stunned for a moment before quickly reacting and entering the study room to pass Yan Xiaoxi's words word by word to Nangong Lin.

Very soon, the guard left the room. He looked at Yan Xiaoxi with a stiff expression and replied, "Esteemed wangfei, the prince said .. He's busy. "

"Oh." Yan Xiaoxi replied faintly.

"Why don't you come back later, Princess?" The guard was trembling with fear as he suggested. He felt that the atmosphere today was not right. The actions of the prince and his wife were too strange.

"Tell the prince that I must see him today." Yan Xiaoxi stood on the spot, her voice raised by quite a bit.

"Let her in." Nangong Lin already knew martial arts, so he could naturally hear Yan Xiaoxi's words.

After hearing that, Yan Xiaoxi stepped into the room without hesitation. This was the third time she had come to this study room, and every time, her mood was vastly different.

Inside the room, Nangong Lin was majestically sitting at a table, earnestly reading a letter on the table. It was said that a man was the most handsome when he was serious. At this moment, Yan Xiaoxi finally believed him.

She had never realized before that Nangong Lin's eyebrows were so thick, that his eyes were so deep, that his nose was so firm, that his mouth was so alluring, that they hadn't even been together for such a long time.

Nangong Lin raised his head and saw Yan Xiaoxi looking at him without blinking. His gaze quickly fell on the bundle on her shoulder and his heart skipped a beat.

Although he'd already expected this result.

When that moment arrived, Nangong Lin truly realized how much he loved Yan Xiaoxi. It was precisely because he cared about her that he made such a difficult decision.

Nangong Lin did not want Yan Xiaoxi to be in any danger. In addition to royal father's constant pressure, Nangong Zhen's schemes, Liu Zhixue's enemies, and Imperial Concubine Xiao's schemes, Yan Xiaoxi was very smart. After all, it was difficult for two fists to fight four hands, so he could not see her suffering any grievances.

"Little Linlin." Yan Xiaoxi's voice was choked with sobs. This was the last time she had ever called him that.

At this moment, Yan Xiaoxi felt that calling someone by their name sometimes became an extravagant hope because you didn't know when that person had disappeared. You no longer had the unique right to do so.