The Rebirth of the Deposed Empress

Ye Buhuo finally understood what Hua Wuke meant, and the pain in his heart was replaced by overwhelming honey. He couldn't help but tighten his hands and hug the person in his arms tightly, and lowered his head to rub Hua Wuke's furry head with his chin.

"Don't say you're stupid. My Sui Sui is the smartest girl."

"Then what are you..."

Before Hua Wu Ke could finish his words, Ye Buhuo put a finger on his lips.

Ye Buhuo of course knew that she wanted to ask him whether he still remembered breaking off the engagement, but Ye Buhuo didn't want to hear these two words from her again.

"There is a group of secret guards in the palace, specially prepared for the future princess. I will transfer them to you tomorrow."

Ye Buhuo appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was actually beating very fast. His eyes were wandering away, not daring to look into the lively eyes of the person in his arms.

Looking at his red ears under his black hair, Hua Wu Ke smiled contentedly, and put her cheek against his chest contentedly, listening to his strong heartbeat, and said coquettishly in a muffled voice: "Who is your princess? I am not married yet."

It had only been a month since he returned to Beijing. First, his sweetheart refused to fulfill the engagement with him, but now he had waited for her to change her mind. His mood had gone from low to high, ups and downs. His heart was filled with joy of regaining what he had lost, and Ye Buhuo wanted to hold her like this forever.

But it was already late at night, and considering that Hua Wu Ke's body had not yet recovered and needed rest, Ye Buhuo could only suppress his reluctance, slightly retreated, and used his hands to dig out the shy person who was lying in his arms.

Hua Wu Ke was a little confused after suddenly leaving the warm embrace.

Seeing Hua Wu Ke looking at him with aggrieved eyes, Ye Bu Huo scratched her pretty nose helplessly and explained: "Sui Sui should take a rest."

Hua Wu Ke grabbed his hand tightly upon hearing this and asked, "Don't you want to know why I distanced myself from you before and even proposed to cancel the engagement last time?"

The two had just reconciled, and it was a bit inappropriate to bring up these things in such a warm atmosphere, but Hua Wuke was not a person who would drag his feet. She knew that Ye Buhuo did not ask her proactively because he was afraid of hearing something he did not want to hear.

As she expected, when Ye Buhuo heard her words, his first reaction was to look away. He was afraid to hear Hua Wu Ke say that he was distancing himself from him because he didn't like him. He would rather not mention these things as long as Hua Wu Ke was willing to marry him.

Knowing that Ye Buhuo would rather not care about anything and be with him, Hua Wu Ke felt even more distressed. He didn't want to let the mistakes caused by his past stupidity become a needle that could hurt him at any time.

Hua Wu Ke held his cheeks with both hands, forcing him to look into his eyes, and took the initiative to speak to clear up the misunderstanding: "I was like that before because Second Uncle always slandered you, saying that you approached me for the Hua Family Army. I didn't know people well before, and I thought Second Uncle was a relative after all and would not harm me, so I believed him."

"I just recently discovered that Second Uncle secretly sided with Ye Chuji, and it was Ye Chuji who instructed him to alienate you and me."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and buried it in her chest, afraid to see Ye Buhuo's disappointed look because of her distrust. She continued to ask nervously: "It was my fault for not trusting you before. Can you forgive me?"

It turns out that the reason they distanced themselves from me was because others were interfering, not because they didn't like me. This was much better than the answer I had expected. Ye Buhuo felt that the stone that was pressing on his heart suddenly disappeared, and he felt lighter all over.

He couldn't help but hug her and replied with a smile: "Sui Sui, don't blame yourself. There is nothing wrong with trusting your relatives. The one who is wrong is Hua Jingqian. As your second uncle, he dared to use you like this."

After saying this, Ye Buhuo felt a little distressed and guilty. He felt sorry for Hua Wuke staying alone in this huge mansion for so many years, and couldn't help but regard Hua Jingqian and others as his relatives.

He also felt guilty for leading the Black Iron Army to fight enemies everywhere, leaving her alone in the capital. He clearly had her in his heart and eyes, but he didn't give her enough care. He secretly made up his mind to protect her well in the future.

Hearing Ye Buhuo's answer, Hua Wuke felt as if a pool of warm spring water was flowing into his heart and he couldn't help but shed tears. How could there be someone who, after being suspected by him, would turn around and comfort him and unconditionally protect him?

After calming Hua Wuke's mood, Ye Buhuo urged her to rest. He sat beside the bed, holding her hand, and left only after she fell asleep peacefully.

Prince An's Mansion and the General's Mansion are separated by only one street.

After returning home, Ye Buhuo did not go to rest immediately, but went to the study.

Sui Sui used to rely on the second wife, but this time she suddenly developed a rift with the second wife. She must have been wronged.

"Ye Yi, send someone to check if anyone from the second branch of the Hua family is secretly targeting Sui Sui."

After a pause, he remembered what Hua Wu Ke said about Hua Jingqian secretly joining the crown prince, and continued to order: "Keep an eye on Hua Jingqian and see who he associates with."

The next day, Hua Wu Ke had just opened his hazy eyes when he heard Qingmei's chirping.

"Miss, Miss, hurry up and get up! The prince sent someone to deliver the invitation early in the morning!"

Because he slept too late last night and didn't want to get up, Hua Wu Ke held the quilt tightly, closed his eyes slightly, and made a clear sound: "What post?"

"The prince asked you to come to his house for a gathering, and he even sent a carriage to wait at the door!"

Now awake, Hua Wu Ke sat up suddenly. His sudden movement startled Qing Mei who was beside the bed and she asked, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Realizing that he had overreacted, Hua Wu Ke buried his slightly red face in his hands in annoyance. They had just met last night, so why could he still not help but feel a little nervous...

Show some courage! You are the general's daughter after all! Why are you so nervous about meeting your fiancé? It's not like you've seen him before!

After encouraging himself, Hua Wu Ke finally suppressed his nervousness.

After getting everything ready, he took Qingmei and boarded the carriage sent by the palace.

Since she married the prince in her previous life, she had rarely had the opportunity to leave the palace. Hua Wu Ke couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic as she sat in the carriage and looked at the scenery on the street. She suddenly had the idea of ​​going down for a walk.

However, in Qingmei's eyes, the young lady had just walked along this street a few days ago. How could she walk around frequently when her injuries had not healed yet? She followed behind Hua Wuke and advised him:

"Miss, you have walked this street so many times, how come you still find it so new? The doctor said you are not fit to walk, you should take a carriage."

Looking at the gadgets on both sides of the street, Hua Wu Ke missed them very much: "Look at these things, there are new things every day, how interesting."

Hua Wu Ke walked to a stall selling hairpins and picked up a jade-carved Epiphyllum hairpin to examine it carefully.

When the stall owner saw Hua Wu Ke dressed like this and was traveling with guards and maids, he knew that business was coming: "You have a good eye. This hairpin was made by a craftsman from the palace. The craftsmanship is unique."

Seeing that the young lady liked it, Qingmei was ready to pay. She touched her belt but didn't feel the purse. She looked down and found that the purse was gone. She hurriedly said, "Miss, I think I met a thief. It might be the beggar who ran over."