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The day after Pei Ran's wedding, the Crown Prince, who had been on the verge of death, woke up. At a palace banquet, everyone watched as the once-cold Crown Prince carefully guarded the girl beside him, fearing she would collapse in the wind and snow. Everyone waited with anticipation, but instead of the sickly Crown Prince's death, they witnessed the collapse of the Qingyang Marquis's mansion. The Crown Prince, rumored not to live until spring, took his place on the throne, hand in hand with the Crown Princess, step by step. On their wedding night, Pei Ran gazed at Xiao Yi's suffering and slowly smoothed out the wrinkles between his brows. Her voice was soft, yet resolute. "Your Highness, everything's fine." Unbeknownst to everyone, Pei Ran had met the Crown Prince before. In her heart, Xiao Yi was not a god of slaughter. He was the god of war protecting the state of Yan, a presence she found comforting. Chapter 1, Part 1 Early autumn had passed, but the summer heat showed no sign of abating. The green leaves on the windowsill drooped in the sunlight, and the sun streaming in from the west was breathtaking. As soon as Zhang entered the room, he saw a young girl sitting by the window. She had just reached marriageable age, and her long, jet-black hair was tied in a tight bun, with short, thin bangs framing her forehead. The wind gently ruffled her hair, revealing her arched brows. Beneath them lay two large, almond-shaped eyes, reflecting the twilight outside, as if tiny starlight were filtering through them. This was not the first time Zhang had seen Pei Ran, but she was still captivated by her beauty. For the past three years, she had watched this girl grow up. And now, faced with such a beautiful woman, she herself found it impossible to look away. It was a pity that she was an orphan. If she had come from a distinguished family and looked like that, her future would have been uncertain... Zhang was so captivated by her gaze that his thoughts drifted further and further away, he didn't even notice the person standing there. Pei Ran was accustomed to Zhang's gaze. She quietly stood up, waiting for Zhang to regain his composure. The orange sunlight streaming in through the window illuminated Pei Ran's body, and just looking at her brought a faint joy to his eyes. A maid beside Zhang gently tugged on her sleeve, bringing her back to her senses. Seeing Pei Ran standing there with his head bowed, she forced a smile. "Look! You're distracted again. Sizhen wouldn't eat, so I kept trying to calm her down, but I ended up keeping Master Pei waiting." Yang Shizhen was Zhang's youngest child and the most noisy. Zhang tried to persuade him for a long time, but in the end, he only came to Pei Ran after he finished eating. Zhang smiled as he spoke, his gaze shifting from Pei Ran's face to the wooden box on the table next to her. Pei Ran shook her head slightly and looked up at Zhang. "I didn't keep you waiting long, Madam. Don't worry." Pei Ran's voice was soft, with a soft southern Wu accent that was pleasant. The wooden box on the table was simply carved. After Pei Ran finished speaking, she picked it up and gently opened it, revealing its contents. The box was covered in brocade, and on top of it lay an embroidered handkerchief. Zhang took one look and frowned. "This is the embroidery commissioned by Madam. Please take a look, Madam. If there's anything you don't like, please let me know." Zhang instinctively unfolded the handkerchief. Golden osmanthus flowers were embroidered against a white background. Some osmanthus branches were in bud, others in full bloom. Zhang smiled as he stroked the osmanthus pattern. "You could not be more pleased. I have the utmost confidence in your embroidery." With such realistic depictions of the osmanthus flowers, it was impossible for Zhang not to be pleased. Pei Ran was relieved to hear this. Though confident in her embroidery skills, she had felt a bit uneasy. Seeing Zhang's satisfied expression, her anxiety disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. There was still a little fat on her face, and when she curved her lips, her cheeks puffed out slightly, revealing a small dimple. Zhang looked up and saw Pei Ran smiling. Pei Ran's dimple was on her right cheek, and when she smiled, it indented slightly, making her want to lick it. Zhang cleared her throat softly, silently reminding herself not to lose her dignity as an elder. "I've come to look at the handkerchiefs, but that's not the main reason. I have one more request for you, Master Pei." The Yan family was wealthy in Ling County. Master Yan had started a business in his youth and built a fortune for his family. Now, his health was failing and he could no longer travel as far as he once did. But Master Yang had one wish: He wanted to see the desert sunset again. Master Yang's health prevented this, but as his wife, Zhang wanted to show her filial piety. "I had someone else paint this desert sunset for me. Now I'd like you to embroider it. Take your time, don't rush. Grandpa's birthday is still three months away, so as long as you can finish it by then, it'll be fine." Normally, Master Yang's birthday present would be best commissioned from an outside embroiderer. However, Zhang knew that no one in Ling County could match Pei Ran's embroidery skills. Pei Ran understood Zhang's intentions and hesitated slightly as she stared at the painting of a desert sunset. I usually embroider small items, but this time Zhang asked me to embroider a birthday present. What if something goes wrong...

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