"I thought you had lost your mind," Shen Chuwei's voice choked up a little, "but even if you did, it wouldn't matter, we could just be salted fish together and still breeze through life."
If Xiao Jinyan had truly lost his mind, he could neither be Crown Prince nor Emperor.
But then again, Xiao Jinyan was a Prince. Even as an idle Prince, being salted fish together wouldn't be bad.
That way, their family of four could live a carefree life in the Prince Residence, free from the confines of the palace, and Xiao Jinyan wouldn't have to deal with endless affairs, exhausted like a dog.
Xiao Jinyan, thrilled, pulled her into his embrace again. He held her tightly, like a treasure regained.
Thinking of what had happened after he went missing, thinking of her traveling a thousand miles to find him, thinking of her steadfast loyalty.
A person who usually couldn't be bothered to do anything but eat or lie down had done so much for him, and yet he had forgotten her.