Reborn, meet you again!

Chapter 110 Do You Regret?

When Song Wan followed Butler Rong to Yun Zheng's room, Yun Zheng was standing in front of a long desk, drawing something with a pen.

He was dressed in white brocade, with a jade crown on his head, and he stood tall and straight, with clear and handsome eyebrows and eyes. He had exactly the demeanor and appearance that was most sought after by the ladies in the capital city today.

That was exactly how she looked when she first met him.

Song Wan still remembers the day she met Yun Zheng. It was the most embarrassing day of her life.

That day, she met a group of villains in a dilapidated temple. They were all very skilled and wanted to do something bad to her.

She was able to escape from the ruined temple by surprise thanks to the golden needle technique taught by the old man Lu Ming.

For some reason, that group of people seemed determined to get her and chased her for a long time in the dense forest outside the ruined temple.

She took advantage of the darkness to hide in the forest with them for half the night...

In the end, she was injured and killed someone for the first time with her own hands. She rolled down the mountain covered in blood while being pushed and pulled.

She thought that this time she would not be able to escape the clutches of the devil.

It was at that time that Yun Zheng appeared in front of her.

He was dressed in spotless white, and was followed by a team of imperial guards patrolling the city.

Even when the sky was not fully bright, it was still particularly dazzling.

She is certainly not the kind of pedantic person who would marry someone just because he saved her life.

The reason why she looked at him differently was because for some reason, his words and actions always made her feel particularly familiar and...kind.

And she admitted that his handsome face played a big part in why he was so persistent towards her...

"Prince, Miss Jiang is here." Butler Rong's voice rang out, disrupting Song Wan's thoughts.

Yun Zheng, who was painting, looked up at the two of them, put down the brush in his hand, walked slowly to the hall and sat down, looking at Song Wan with a smile in his eyes.

"I heard that Miss Jiang is an excellent doctor. I only have some minor injuries, but my father insisted on asking Miss Jiang to come. It seems like a waste of talent."

Listening to this familiar voice, Song Wan tried her best to put on a peaceful smile.

"Your Excellency is too kind."

"All parents in the world have the same feelings. Prince Huai is also worried about the Crown Prince."

Yun Zheng raised his brows and smiled when he heard this.

"In that case, I'll trouble you, Miss Jiang."

"But I'm injured in my waist and abdomen. Miss Jiang, please wait here for a moment while I change into more comfortable clothes."

He naturally knew why his father had asked this woman to come today by taking advantage of his injury.

The reason why he really asked Jiang Wanqiao to come and treat his injury must be that his father had just talked to her but they could not reach an agreement. He needed to delay some time and use some means to take down the Jiang family.

Those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters, let alone an irrelevant person.

He just cooperated.

and……

If Song Yi fails to handle the affairs of the Mobei Army, he will have to leave Shangjing to guard the tomb of the late emperor.

This is actually a good thing for him.

Otherwise, if he really stood on the side of Jun Jiuchen, he would inevitably come into conflict with Prince Huai's Mansion in the future.

And he...had already hurt her.

She didn't want to make enemies with her most important family members.

Song Yi and the Song family left, at least they could save their lives.

This can be said to be the best outcome.

After hearing Song Wan's response, Yun Zheng turned and went to the inner room.

Seeing him leave, Song Wan also walked forward, placed the medicine box in her hand on the table in the middle of the room, sat down in the room, and waited quietly.

It seemed like it took Yun Zheng a long time to change his clothes.

When Song Wan's eyes swept across the room, she saw that the layout of the room was exactly the same as before...

There are still traces of her in many places.

When Song Wan caught a glimpse of the painting that Yun Zheng had just drawn not far away, with the ink still wet, his pupils shrank slightly and he stood up and walked forward.

Then I saw in the painting a woman in a bright red wedding dress.

The woman's smile was unrestrained and bright, and her eyes were like stars.

Every stroke of the brush is so lifelike, as if every detail is in the painter's mind.

That is……

she was.

Song Wan's hands in her sleeves unconsciously exerted force.

In that case, he shot her without hesitation.

Now, who are you doing this for?

At this moment, Yun Zheng finally changed his clothes and walked out of the inner room.

Seeing Song Wan standing motionless in front of the desk, he asked.

"What is Miss Jiang looking at?"

Hearing Yun Zheng's voice, Song Wan immediately restrained the emotions in her eyes and curled her lips into a faint smile.

"Your Highness's painting is excellent, the form and spirit are perfectly captured. I was mesmerized by it for a moment."

"But the person in this painting looks somewhat familiar..."

Song Wan seemed to have thought of something as she spoke.

"Could it be... the deceased Crown Prince's Consort?"

When Yun Zheng heard people mention Song Wan, he didn't show any strange expression on his face. He just walked over and raised his hand to slowly roll up the scroll on the table where the ink had dried a little.

"That's right." It was a concise answer, but still not as talkative as before.

Song Wan continued speaking as if she was very curious.

"The Crown Prince painted the Crown Princess so vividly, he really has deep affection for her."

"I just wonder if the Crown Prince ever felt any regret when he personally shot the Crown Princess, even though he was out of righteousness for the sake of his own family?"