The day Ling Li gets married is the key to revealing whether he could go home. Su Jingyang thought that the next few days would be particularly long and difficult. However, this wasn't the case.

He woke up like he always did and ate breakfast with Rong Ci. Rong Ci will leave after playing with the two children at home, listening to their babbling, and making them laugh. A very relaxing half-day passed.

Rong Ci would make sure to come back before noon, and then he would stay with him for the rest of the day. The two will quarrel with each other, and the afternoon will quickly flash by. Once the children are put to sleep at night, the two of them would huddle together and rest.

Soon enough, it was already the day of the canonization ceremony.

Su Jingyang looked at Rong Ci from time to time during breakfast. His gaze was too obvious, Rong Ci had noticed it from early on. He stared back at him for a while, putting down the chopsticks he was using, he brought his face closer so that Su Jingyang couldn't avoid him: "Do you think that I look particularly good today? You keep staring."

The corner of Su Jingyang's mouth twitched, he looked at the strong and beautiful face in front of him, and suddenly looked away from him. He started finishing his porridge and hummed without blinking: "No matter how good it looks, it's still the first thing I see when I open my eyes every day. I'm tired of seeing it."

Rong Ci slowly said: "If you're tired of seeing it, then why do I still take advantage of it when my eyes are closed? Fiddling with my eyelashes, kissing my face, and rubbing my arms..."

Su Jingyang silently panicked in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He interrupted him with a sigh, "You're saying that the sun is blue and the sky is white. What are you dreaming about? Who's kissing you? Who's touching you?"

Rong Ci's lips curved up, watching him with a smile, the gleam in his dark eyes was very playful, "I never said that you touched me, don't be in such a rush to turn yourself in."

"..." Su Jingyang glared at him angrily, and after a long, while he stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon: "Come back earlier to accompany me today. I'll be too bored at home."

"Alright, I'll try my best." Rong Ci took a snow-white towel and wiped his hands, saying, "Once the children get older, I'll take you out to play. You can go anywhere you want, we can go to Jincheng and visit Ling Li."

Su Jingyang paused, his eyes closed and he took a sip of the porridge, saying vaguely: "The children are still young, let's talk about this later."

Rong Ci raised his hand and rubbed his hair, softly saying: "Eat more, I'll go now."

Rong Ci got up and left, Su Jingyang turned around and said: "Go back soon, take care." Rong Ci had just taken a few steps, hearing his reluctant words, he turned back again and leaned down to kiss him on his lips. He rubbed his cheek with his fingers, gave his one last kiss between the brows and smiled before truly leaving.

...He hadn't brushed his teeth yet. Su Jingyang turned his head and quietly stared at the direction he left, only taking back his gaze after a long minute.

Less than a quarter of an hour after Rong Ci went to work, the nanny hurriedly brought Ah-Xi over to Su Jingyang, saying that he was hot to the touch. Su Jingyang was taken aback, he took the sleepy but restless child, touching his forehead with the back of his hand. Although he didn't have a thermometer, Su Jingyang estimated that he was a bit over thirty-eight degrees.

Su Jingyang hurriedly asked Li Yin to come over, and also took a look at Ah-Yu. Fortunately, he didn't have the same fever, however, his mouth kept babbling, his big eyes flickered and darted around, and he looked much more uneasy than usual.

Su Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the two didn't fall ill at the same time.

After seeing them, Li Yin told Su Jingyang that he didn't need to take medicine for the time being, he only needed to be bathed in hot water. Su Jingyang knew this technique, which was to cool down the body manually. Li Yin didn't leave, he rested in the side hall of the Palace so that he could come over and take a look at any given time.

Su Jingyang asked Ah-Yu to be transferred to another room to avoid infection. He didn't let the servants attend to Ah-Xi, showering and changing his clothes by himself. After a shower, Ah-Xi's body temperature did go down a bit, his spirits gradually improved.

Su Jingyang hugged the child in his arms with a distressed face, Ah-Xi slowly opened his eyes, those clear beautiful big eyes were moistly looking at Su Jingyang. Su Jingyang smiled at him. Ah-Xi's mouth moved, after a while, a milky voice said: "Baba."

The child's voice was soft and tender, highlighting his strong dependence and attachment. But Su Jingyang only felt like his chest was suddenly hit by something, it felt so sore.

Su Jingyang lowered his head and kissed Ah-Xi's hot cheek. Ah-Xi shouted again, stretching out his hand towards Su Jingyang. Su Jingyang held his little hand, and Ah-Xi smile with his white baby teeth.

Su Jingyang realized that his mouth had become a little dry because of the fever, so he hurriedly fed him some warm water to drink.

After a while, Ah-Xi's body temperature increased and he began to wilt again. His eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he leaned against Su Jingyang's arms motionless.

Sometimes he thinks that the children were too noisy, but now that it was so weak and quiet, Su Jingyang only wished that would be noisy again.

Su Jingyang gave Ah-Xi another bath, Ah-Xi just leaned in his arms and fell asleep. Su Jingyang stared at the quiet little guy, feeling like his throat was blocked by something painful, panicking and aching. Such a small human being, even when he's sick and uncomfortable, he wasn't able to say anything or express himself, he could only call him to him softly and rely on him, as if he was all the world had to offer.

Su Jingyang discovered that this dependence was the deadliest weapon against him; it could instantly crush his will. This realization made Su Jingyang faintly flustered.

Su Jingyang laid the child down on the bed, putting a cold towel on his forehead, and changing it from time to time. Rong Ci had just returned when one of the wet nurses hurriedly brought Ah-Yu over in a similar fashion, "Madame, City Lord, the eldest young master is also developing a fever!"

...Did the twins really need to be so synchronized? Su Jingyang felt distressed.

That way, Su Jingyang and Rong Ci personally took care of the two sick children. He was so distraught that he almost forgot today's important matters.

It was the afternoon when he realized that the progress bar was suddenly starting to go up, Su Jingyang's eyes suddenly widened, and he straightened up slowly, completely stunned.

The towel that he had just twisted fell back into the basin with a thump, the water splashed everywhere.

Rong Ci turned his head to look at him, seeing his sudden dazed look, he stood up and put his hands on his shoulders, saying, "If you're tired, rest first. I can watch over the children."

Su Jingyang registered Rong Ci's voice belatedly, he seemed to have suddenly woke up from a dream. His breath trembled slightly, he looked at him, and shook his head after a moment, "It's fine, just a little dizzy."

After putting the cold towel on the child's forehead, Su Jingyang sat down beside the bed, waiting for the progress bar to finish loading.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes in disbelief!

——No, it's wrong! Ah-Li and Ming Zhan aren't the protagonists!

The progress bar rose to 10.8% and then stopped!

But... Su Jingyang suddenly stood up with surprise and began to pace back and forth. He suddenly couldn't understand anything. If Ah-Li isn't the protagonist, why did he get energy?

What is it for? An untied heart knot, fulfilled wishes, or a good marriage?

Marriage, yes, Ah-Li's marriage! It must be related to marriage.

But he didn't participate in the promotion between Ah-Li and Ming Zhan's relationship, why did he gain energy? This wasn't in line with what the system said.

A white light flashed through his mind, Su Jingyang trembled, his hurried disorganized steps suddenly stopped, his back eyes were filled with silent astonishment!

Ah-Li hot and sad tears the day he got drunk, the seemingly quiet smile when he asked Ah-Li about what he said, and Ah-Li's overwhelming sadness the day they parted...

Su Jingyang thought of a certain possibility, and a huge wave set off in his heart!

That day, he was so upset and drunk, he must've said something to Ah-Li. Ah-Li, who wanted to help him go home, deliberately entered the Palace to be with Ming Zhan!

Because he contributed to this marriage today, he'll be rewarded with energy!

The more Su Jingyang thought about it, the more he felt that this was the only possibility, his face instantly turned pale.

He recalled back then that Ah-Li had made up a bunch of reasons to appease him, saying that he wanted to enter the Palace because he had ambitions. Su Jingyang had felt that it was faintly inconsistent of his character, it wasn't something he would say, but now he understood that Ah-Li because of him!

Without knowledge of the future, Ah-Li resolutely took his child into the Palace simply because he wanted to help him.

Su Jingyang couldn't restrain the tears in his eyes, his guilty heart felt like it was dripping blood. He deserved all of it. At that time, he clearly noticed his abnormality but didn't continue to ask for the truth. Now he knew that Ming Zhan would treat Ah-Li well, but what if he didn't? What if it was inconsistent with what Ming Jiashend said? Then wouldn't he be the murderer that pushed Ah-Li towards this inescapable path!?

All of this... because of him...

Su Jingyang almost consciousness, he fell back on the side of the bed. His sinking heart felt like it was being crushed by a mountain, and he was a little out of breath. Ah-Li took this burden for him, and he was such a fool for knowing nothing.

Su Jingyang felt evil!

"Why? Are you uncomfortable?" Rong Ci touched his forehead and then held his hand, frowning: "Why the cold sweat? Your hands are also very cold."

Rong Ci ordered someone to call Li Yin over, Su Jingyang responded when he heard this. His lips moved, but his voice sounded feeble, "It's fine, no need to look into it, I just need to sit for a while."

Rong Ci stared at his pale face that looked like it was about to cry: "Do you think you're fine like this? You don't look fine."

Su Jingyang murmured, "I'm... really fine."

Ling Li and Ming Zhan had gotten married. He was ninety-nine per cent sure of his guess before, but things were now completely out of his control. Not receiving the 90% energy was no longer the biggest blow. At the moment, he was almost overwhelmed by the sheer guilt in his heart. If this speculation was true...

Su Jingyang's heart was suffocated. If it wasn't for the child still being ill, he would want to go to Jincheng immediately to see Ling Li and apologize to him... It was salt on the wound, he can't even talk to him.

Rong Ci paused, and his tone eased a little, "Let Li Yin come over to see the children, he can check on you by the way, alright?"

Su Jingyang didn't reply, looking at him quietly. After a while, his lips moved, but there was only a silent sigh.

Rong Ci knew that Su Jingyang was concealing something, it was probably a secret he could never discover. At this moment, Rong Ci realized that he was wrong, but couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. Facing this uncontrollable factor, Rong Ci's heart was also faintly tinted with sadness.

Rong Ci grabbed his wrist stubbornly, staring at Su Jingyang, he asked in a deep voice, "Are you leaving?"

Unexpectedly, he could guess so keenly, Su Jingyang was stunned and immediately smiled. He laughed and whispered: "No, I promised you that I would tell you early once I leave."

Rong Ci's brows locked tighter, his eyes deepened, "Don't break your word."

Su Jingyang replied, calmly looking back at him, "I'll never this promise."

Rong Ci looked at him deeply for a long time before seeming relieved, he put his hand to his lips and kissed him.

Su Jingyang watched in silence. Inseparable, temporarily inseparable, the identity of the protagonist in this world has made him become lost in the endless confusion... And strangely, when he discovered that he wouldn't be able to return home for the time being, the loss in his heart wasn't as overwhelmingly suffocating. It was probably... because he was somewhat psychologically prepared before.

The two children had the fever repeatedly for three days, they finally got better, but Ah-Yu and Ah-Yi's original fleshy cheeks became increasingly thinner. Even though their exquisite and beautiful facial features were more pronounced after losing weight, Su Jingyang was utterly heartbroken. He always felt that small milky babies needed a little more meat to be healthy.

It was at noon that day, the two children had just fallen asleep. Su Jingyang ran to the desk and sat upright. Rong Ci asked him what he was doing when he saw him. "Writing a letter?"

Although he felt guilty and uneasy, he wouldn't act stupidly. His guesses on the matter and apology shouldn't be written in a letter. Once Ming Zhan sees it, it'll be over.

Su Jingyang restrained the surging thoughts in his heart, and finally only wrote some greetings, he then said at the end that he would go to Jincheng to visit once the children became one year old.

Su Jingyang's letter had just been written and was waiting to be dried when the Grand Wizard sent someone to inform them that Rong Hua had suddenly passed out.

Su Jingyang exchanged a look with Rong Ci, he quickly got up and told the nurse to take care of the children before going out together.

When the two of them rushed to Rong Hua's bedroom, Rong Hua was already awake. He sat while leaning on the bed, wearing only a snow-white shirt. His black hair was messily scattered behind him, his eyes seemed blank and absent-minded, and his whole person was silent.

"...Rong Hua?" Su Jingyang leaned closer before calling out cautiously.

When he and Rong Ci arrived, he found that Ming Jiasheng was standing frozen outside. He was full of endless sadness, but he didn't come in.

Rong Hua heard Su Jingyang's voice, and his stagnant black eyes moved slowly, turning to him and Rong Ci.

Su Jingyang was a little nervous, lowering his voice: "Rong Hua, you ......"

Rong Hua didn't sound sad: "You've come."

He directly got out of bed barefooted, his slightly shaking stature bypassing Su Jingyang. He picked up the jug on the table and took a sip, going to lie down on the recliner and pouring another two sips of wine into the jug.

Su Jingyang wanted to step forward to stop him from drinking, but Rong Ci blocked him, his eyes beckoning told him to let Rong Hua be.

Rong Hua didn't drink much. He held a hip flask in one hand and pillowed his head with the other. His eyes glowed with a moist lustre, and he said in a slightly distressed tone: "Since we're all here, then... I'll tell you a story, lest you have run all the way here for nothing. "

Su Jingyang hesitated for a moment, he came to his side and crouched on one knee, "Rong Hua, do you ...... remember everything?"

"I remembered everything I should remember, I'm determined not to be deceived." Rong Hua turned his face to look at him, "Do you want to listen? It might be a little boring, I'm afraid you'll fall asleep."

When Rong Hua said this, he gave a chuckle. Su Jingyang turned his head to look at Ming Jiasheng outside, he had closed his eyes, and his figure seemed a little unstable.

Su Jingyang frowned lightly and withdrew his gaze to look at Rong Hua again. Rong Hua had already begun to speak slowly, his tone was extremely flat and straightforward, he didn't seem to be telling a story about himself.

Rong Ci sat down with Su Jingyang, listening in silence.

As the eldest grandson of Full Moon Villa, Mu Rong Hua had been loved by the whole family since birth, but he also developed an arrogant and callous temper. He had a fateful meeting when he was fourteen years old, he didn't know at that time that Lin Que was the heir of a Demon sect. He was cruel and cold, and Lin Que was greatly indifferent. The two were an unexpected match; like they've been born to be each other's other half.

The two teenagers became together after knowing each other for a year, their love lasted until four years later, but they also suffered four years of obstruction.

Most of this resistance came from Mu Rong Hua's father, Mu Yun, who refused to agree with Mu Rong Hua's relationship with Lin Que.

It wasn't purely because Lin Que was a member of the Demon Sect. The most important reason was that the Lin family wasn't normal in the slightest. Lin Que's father, Lin Zhao, wasn't born as all beings should be. His mother was hysterical while pregnant with him and fell from a building. His mother died, but he was dug out from his mother's stomach by a genius doctor and survived.

What's more disturbing was that when Lin Que's mother was pregnant with him, she also fell and died because of depression. Lin Que was identically dug out from his mother's stomach and managed to live.

The father and son had the same fate, Mu Yun, who loved his eldest son the most, was extremely afraid that his son would be cursed to repeat such evil after marrying Lin Que and fall to his death. He tried his best to separate the two of them, cruelly imprisoning him in a secret room for nearly three months, and wounding Lin Que, who had come to see him many times. He even feuded with Lin Zhao so that the two lovers would be forced to completely sever their relationship.

But Mu Rong Hua had long been envious of his grandfather and grandmother's loyal love since childhood. He was very eager to have such a beautiful relationship. He imagined daring to love and daring to hate like his grandmother. He wouldn't forget the Lin Que in his heart, and his temperament didn't allow for easy compromises.

He worked hard, and finally, with the help of his grandmother, got rid of the enchantment in the secret room he was being held in, successfully escaping from the house.

After Rong Hua said that, the light in his eyes was faint, he paused for a while before slowly continuing: "Then, I ran into someone on the way to find Lin Que, he... led me to step into the abyss, never to look back."

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