After rebirth, the scumbag prince only wants to pamper his wife every day

Two years later, the restaurant changed hands, and everything inside was changed several times, leaving only the name "Jiangnan Bank".

Now, year after year, the restaurant can no longer maintain its original "reputation".

When he returned to Beijing, Shen Guidi went to see it.

The restaurant, which has been ravaged by the vicissitudes of time, now only has a mottled plaque left, hanging loosely on the beam. A gray-haired shopkeeper will clean up the dead trees and branches in the restaurant from time to time.

This restaurant, just like the old man, was slowly abandoned by time and lost in this sinister world.

Shen Guidi still remembers that when she was standing outside the "South Bank of the River", watching it crumbling like an old woman in her twilight years, she felt such a pain in her heart that she felt suffocated and couldn't breathe.

She pursed her lips and clenched the deed in her hand.

After taking a few deep breaths, she asked, "As I recall, this place is the property of the Qi family?"

"Now, it's yours." He Qingchen replied indifferently.

Shen Guidi nodded and said nothing.

But He Qingchen is not like that.

He had been paying attention to Shen Guidi's movements. From the two parchments just now to these two parchments, Shen Guidi's reactions were very strange, as if... she had known these places for a long time and had some special experiences.

She grew up in Hanzhou. She was born in Hanzhou and raised in Hanzhou. She spent quite a while in the capital.

After returning to Beijing last year, given her status, she should have seldom gone out.

So, why did she know this?

Did you know this during those years when you were young in the capital?

Shen Guidi was still immersed in her own thoughts. She pursed her lips and asked, "The other one, is it also the property that the Qi family sent over today? Is it also a restaurant in the capital?"

"It was sent by the Qi family today. However, it is not a restaurant, but a mountain villa in the suburbs of Beijing. Qi Heng originally planned to give it to the other younger one, but this one is more popular with me. It has hot springs. In winter, I can take you there to rest and soak in the hot springs."

Villa, hot spring, another small one...these pieces of information are particularly crucial.

Shen Guidi immediately thought of which one it was.

Her hand trembled, and the deed she had just picked up fell straight to the ground.

She lowered her head in a daze, and on the fallen deed, there were the words "Wangyue Villa" written in large letters.

She had been holding back the bitterness all night, but at this moment she could no longer hold it back, and her tears dripped down, landing right on the deed.

He Qingchen's eyes fixed.

I stared at her blankly, and saw that the tip of her nose was red, her palms were clenched tightly, her fists were clenched so tightly that her palms were pierced by her nails, leaving a few streaks of bright red, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

The red color was fresh and tender, and several bright red flowers appeared all over the contract, which immediately brought He Qingchen back to her previous life. There were bright red spots on her body, and she looked vicious and killed He Chengjue with a knife.

His body trembled, and after a few breaths, he put on a serious face, carried the person horizontally to the couch, and pried open her clenched palms to check.

Looking at his palm that had been scratched and was bloody, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Ayi, I, I'll go get you some medicine."

He staggered to his feet and ran out. Ye Feng was waiting outside. His panic-stricken look scared Ye Feng.

Seeing that He Qingchen did not stop, he hurriedly stopped him: "My Lord, where are you going?"

He Qingchen didn't answer.

At this moment, Ye Feng noticed that He Qingchen was trembling all over, his face was pale, and sweat was oozing from his forehead. He looked like he had just been pulled out of the water. He frowned and saw a hint of red in his peripheral vision.

He looked closely and was startled: "My Lord, are you injured?"

He Qingchen nodded blankly, and then shook his head the next moment: "No, it's not me, it's A'di. A'di is injured. Her hand... Go call the court doctor, go call the court doctor quickly, and bring some medicine to stop the bleeding."

When it came to stopping the bleeding, he came back to his senses.

Not the previous life.

Not that bloody past life.

Everyone in Ye Feng was dumbfounded.

Is it because of the princess that the prince is so obsessed?

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you go quickly?" He Qingchen glanced at him and scolded.

After saying that, he ran back into the house.

On the soft couch, Shen Guidi's emotions calmed down a little, but her nose was red, her eyes were moist, and even her face was entangled with an inexplicable loneliness and grief. He Qingchen had never thought that he would see such pain on her face.

It was as if her whole body was about to fall apart.

He pursed his lips and was about to step forward, but she looked away and fixed her gaze on the windowsill outside.

He Qingchen stared at it for a while.

Finally, he lowered his eyes and said, "I have already asked someone to call the court doctor over. You, you pack up, he will be here soon."

Shen Guidi did not respond.

The silence in the room made people feel stuffy. He lowered his head and his eyes fell on the parchment that had just been stained red. After looking at it for a long time, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the blood off it.

He then simply tidied up the table on the couch and placed the contract on it.

Knowing that Shen Guicui didn't want him to see her current appearance, he was about to walk away, but he noticed out of the corner of his eye that in the upper left corner of several deeds, there was a pattern that looked like a cow falling into water, with waves of water splashing on both sides.

At first glance, the painting doesn't look like a painting, and the words don't look like words.

That is……

He Qingchen's brows frowned. He picked up several deeds uncertainly and compared them one by one.

It was finally confirmed that it was actually an ancient character.

An early pictographic script carved by the ancients from some oracle bones. However, that kind of pictographic script has been lost for a long time, and now, not many people can recognize it.

He Qingchen was certain that he had never come across such a font, either in his previous life or in this life.

But why did he feel familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere?

"Your Highness, Doctor Jiang is here." Ye Feng knocked on the door outside.

Next to him stood an old doctor with slightly gray hair and a face full of traces of time, but he looked energetic. In his hand he was holding a medicine box that looked quite heavy.

Ye Feng wanted to help get it several times, but was glared back by him every time.

The old doctor's name is Jiang Jun.

He comes from the Jiang family, a long-standing medical family in the capital.

In the past, when He Qingchen was fighting outside, he was always one of the doctors who accompanied the army. In recent years, Beizhao has been peaceful, so when He Qingchen returned to the capital, he followed him back.

Last night, when he heard that He Qingchen had woken up, he was about to come over.

But I didn't expect that he was fine at all.

I heard that the room had called for water several times from last night to this afternoon. Obviously, life was very fierce, so he didn't pay much attention.

But only half a day had passed when Ye Feng hurriedly dragged him over.

What else are you talking about? The prince is injured?

He was really scared.

He grabbed the medicine box with one hand and walked away. Ye Feng looked at his quick movements in a daze and even forgot to follow him.

When I came back to my senses, I was here.