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At the time in the Prince Zhao Palace, the big miss of the Duke of Zhenguo Palace, Murong Ling, had already died, filled with hatred.

Li Fuchen did not even give his a glance before he ordered his servants to carry her out of Prince Zhao Palace and threw her on the bridal sedan.

It was only when the Murong Ling of the later generations climbed onto her body that those eyes which were filled with blood and tears opened once again.

Murong Ling easily obtained her childhood memories, her tragic grayness, clearly. Only thing about Li Fuchen, was as if it was deliberately concealed, a hazy, hazy, yet unreal scene.

It was only when she visited the Prince Zhao Palace at night and her body was controlled by an emotion that did not belong to her, and had a dream at night, that she realized the existence of the original owner's resentment.

To this day, when Murong Ling saw Li Fuchen, the last bit of lingering grievance in her body was stimulated, and she seized control of herself. She asked that one sentence, and could no longer hold on any longer, thus she gave her the complete memories of the Prince Zhao.

However, it was fine if he didn't want such a memory.

Murong Ling felt as if a heavy shackle had been removed from her body, and her entire being felt at ease from the inside to the outside. The vengeful spirit of her previous self had passed away, and this body now finally belonged to her in one piece.

However, outsiders did not think so.

When the Princess Qin saw Prince Zhao, she immediately started crying as if he was an idiot. The question that came out of her mouth was obviously the image of a lovestruck woman, who knew that it was just her soul acting up?

Li Fuchen naturally did not know this, and thought that Murong Ling still did not regret her deep feelings for him. Especially after seeing the King of Yunnan's successor's envious and jealous expression, he could not help but secretly rejoice in his heart.

After all, she was a peerless beauty. Right now, this beauty was the big brother he'd always disliked, the wangfei.

He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and advised, "Sister-in-law, now that you are married to Eldest Brother, just forget about the past and don't embarrass Eldest Brother."

Li Cangmin's expression became as black as the bottom of a pot. He finally confirmed that Murong Ling had not changed anyone, but when he thought that she had once loved another man, and there was still time, a wave of indescribable anger and frustration rose up. He really wanted to knock Murong Ling out, but he was unwilling to do so.

"Esteemed wangfei, why are you crying? Where's the pain? Did second brother bully you? " He grinded his teeth, then looked angrily at Li Fuchen. "Second Brother, you are not allowed to bully this king's wangfei."

This big brother of his was indeed silly and foolish. He was protected like a treasure even though he was wearing a green hat.

Li Fuchen despised and was proud of himself in his heart, but his expression did not change in the slightest. "Big Brother, your wangfei cries when he sees this duke. This prince didn't do anything."

"This King does not care, you must have bullied her."

Li Cangmin thought about how Murong Ling was currently thinking about the man in front of her and was even crying because of him. She wished for nothing more than to kill him.

He furrowed his brows, a chill spread across his steel-like face, as if he had nothing to fear.

Li Fuchen was extremely annoyed in his heart. He was a big brother who relied on the love of the Royal Father to do whatever he wanted, and every time he saw, he would always look at him with a domineering attitude.

He's clearly the healthy and intelligent son. Royal Father, what right do you have to be biased against him.

There was a tinge of gloom in his eyes, and his face was so dark that it was almost dripping.

However, when he looked at the commoners who were peeking at him, Li Fuchen endured it in the end. He continued to put on his tolerant and wise expression, as if he was looking at his little brother being pampered and helpless, and said in a good mood, "Alright, alright, Big Bro, don't be angry, I'll apologize."

"Eldest sister-in-law, don't be angry. It was my fault. Don't cry anymore."

With such a benevolent and benevolent appearance, who wouldn't call him Prince Xian?