Songshou Palace is not far from Prince An's residence, just on the opposite mountain, requiring a long climb.

　　When we arrived, it was time for lunch.

　　As usual, I went to distribute meals to the pilgrims.

　　Every year on the 8th day of April, pilgrims come to the temple non-stop to pray for blessings.

　　Due to the high and remote mountains, most of them would stay and eat a few meals at the temple.

　　The Taoist priests at Songshou Palace were short-staffed, so many pilgrims would come to help.

　　I would help distribute meals to the pilgrims.

　　Prince An raised an eyebrow, 'Distributing what meals? I will also go.

　　Shanshan, Jiaojiao, both of you should come too.' I...

　　He seemed to want to monitor me all the time.

　　He was elegant and graceful, and his two daughters were adorable.

　　Standing next to me, we handed out bowls and plates to the pilgrims, serving them white bread and pouring them cold tea, truly appearing like a happy family.

　　'This couple and the Madam are truly affectionate, and the two young ladies are also likable.

　　They are truly blessed.' I could only smile continuously and express my gratitude.

　　I could vaguely sense Prince An's gaze on me, filled with curiosity, surprise, and exploration.

　　I pretended not to notice.

　　After finishing everything, it was already afternoon.

　　There were some leftovers, and we shared them with the Taoist priests.

　　After finishing the evening lessons and returning to the guest room to rest, Prince An suddenly stopped and turned to look at me.

　　His expression was mild and gentle, something I had never seen in these years.

　　'I regret it now.

　　I should have come with Madam every year.' I didn't know what he was up to, so I casually replied, 'Prince An, you are busy with many affairs.

　　It's just a minor matter to come here for peace and blessings.

　　My presence is enough.' Prince An shook his head, 'I'm not regretful about not praying for blessings, but regretful for not having seen you like this before.' He approached, and we were only inches apart, his voice had a teasing tone, 'Yunwei, don't be angry with me.

　　I didn't mean to treat you coldly.' Yunwei...

　　This familiar name and tone confused me, and for a moment, I couldn't distinguish which Prince An he was.

　　I felt a shiver down my spine and nervously stepped back, 'Prince, I...

　　I'm not angry with you, it's just...' He held onto my waist, his breath entwined with mine, 'Yunwei, you look so beautiful today...' 'Prince, this place is for cultivation and meditation.

　　Please maintain your dignity!' Suddenly, Prince An's expression changed, and he nearly crushed my waist, 'Yunwei, are you rejecting me?'...

　　This was not what I was seeking.

　　But he was still my husband in name.

　　I gritted my teeth and remained silent.

　　Prince An suddenly felt disappointed and left.

　　When there was no one around, I closed the door, extinguished the candle, and knocked on the mechanism on the wall, taking a small lantern and heading towards the secret passage.

　　After a while, it suddenly became clear, and I lifted the lantern to see a three-story bamboo building.

　　There were dozens of children holding bamboo-made firefly lanterns in the open space in front of the bamboo building, waiting for me.

　　The first one, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, smiled and bowed to me, 'Long time no see, Teacher Yun, how have you been?'"

　　"He is called Gaoyuan, an orphan from a Taoist temple that I helped and educated.