The villainous female supporting character becomes a heartthrob, and the powerful man successfully r

Three years later, the grandson of the young prince celebrated his 100th day.

Early in the morning, the Empress took away the young grandson so that Rong Xuanzhou and Xia Ying could prepare the banquet.

"Hengzhi, what are you doing?" Xia Ying approached the furtive Rong Xuanzhou, and the next moment, her eyes were drawn to something on the table.

It is a jade carving of two small figures, holding hands and smiling.

"Why did you decide to carve this?" Xia Ying looked at the exquisite craftsmanship and carefully picked it up to admire it.

Rong Xuanzhou said, "Since I had nothing else to do, I decided to do it."

Even so, Xia Ying didn't believe it. She nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know who gets up every night."

Before Rong Xuanzhou could say anything more, Xia Ying turned slightly and kissed him on the cheek. "I really like what Your Highness made."

Before he could react, Xia Ying had already happily left with her things and carefully kept them safe.

Rong Xuanzhou's gaze fell upon Xia Ying. He quietly watched her retreating figure, finally revealing a happy smile.

At the grandson's 100-day celebration, when Xia Ying, dressed in elegant and luxurious attire, appeared carrying the child, even the magnificent palace paled in comparison, becoming merely a backdrop to her presence.

Rong Xuanzhou stepped forward, took the child, and proudly showed him to everyone.

Naturally, there were plenty of congratulations and compliments.

In a secluded corner of the main hall sat a man with an expressionless face, staring at the scene before him with a complex expression.

He was none other than Xiao Nanzhou.

For three years, he had not been given any important position, only tending to the classics and compiling records, with no hope of promotion.

The once promising top scholar is now ignored.

Xiao Nanzhou drank another glass of wine and looked in Xia Ying's direction.

I can't remember when I last saw her.

All he knew was that whenever he saw Xia Ying, she was always so quiet, gentle, and radiant.

There was an insurmountable chasm between the two.

After downing a glass of wine, the surrounding noise faded into the distance, and only Xia Ying could capture his attention.

But now, the person standing next to her is not him.

Xiao Nanzhou wanted to say a few more words to Xia Ying, but it was only a thought. He clenched the gift in his hand, but ultimately didn't give it to her.

"Lord Xiao, you are drunk. His Highness the Crown Prince has ordered this servant to take you to sober up." Eunuch Dequan, along with several eunuchs, blocked Xiao Nanzhou's view. Although he spoke respectfully, his tone was full of unyielding authority.

Xiao Nanzhou knew that the Crown Prince had come specifically to remind him not to covet Xia Ying.

He gave a bitter smile, then got up and followed Eunuch Dequan out of the main hall to a side hall to sober up.

He lay down on the bed casually, and as the alcohol took effect, he fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, Xiao Nanzhou returned to that winter day, where he was shivering in the snow and ice, almost fainting.

Just then, he heard the sound of a carriage passing by; someone was about to pass by.

"Help...help me..."

The faint sound could only give him a sliver of hope.

"Help...help me...please!"

But the sound was barely perceptible, let alone attracting the attention of others.

Soon, the carriage passed him by without stopping for a moment.

Xiao Nanzhou forced his eyelids open and looked over, but saw nothing.

The heavy snow seemed to wave its hand from heaven, taking away everything it had given him.

Rong Xuanzhou's brow twitched, and his heart tightened. Looking at his wife, who was as beautiful as a fairy, seemingly not of this world, he immediately hugged Xia Ying tightly and held the fairy's hand firmly.

Just like back then, when he fell in love with Xia Ying at first sight and made his move, he was as decisive and determined as ever.

Rong Xuanzhou felt the comfort and joy brought by this warmth, which made him even more certain of one thing.

He and Yingying are destined to be together; no one can separate them.