Bai Qingqing looked up and muttered, "Lingjun?"

She remembered that Lu Qingyun had been sent to Lingjun to the princess's family. "You went to Lingjun for this?"

Fu Yi was confused, but saw Bai Qingqing show a faint smile. "The princess said that you went to Lingjun overnight to bring Lu Qingyun back to the residence. She also asked other people and confirmed that you really went to Lingjun."

At this moment, Bai Qingqing no longer felt any pain, only amusement. She didn’t understand, didn’t know why this was happening.

Fu Yi was equally surprised. "My mother really said that to you? But I clearly told her…"

He stopped, realizing there was nothing more to ask. If his mother could prepare poison for Bai Qingqing, then doing something like this was not impossible.

Bai Qingqing shook her head. "That no longer matters. I’m grateful that you’re willing to tell me all of this today. At least now I’m not completely in the dark."

She pressed her fingers to her forehead, where a heavy, suffocating feeling lingered. However, she was not in complete disarray. She couldn’t afford to be flustered. Panicking and worrying would solve nothing. The priority now was to find a way to make her father aware and cautious, and if she could uncover those behind the scheme, all the better.

But Bai Qingqing knew little about conspiracies and tricks. She had to think carefully…

Fu Yi’s eyes were fixed on her as she fell into deep thought. Despite the shock from his words, she hadn’t collapsed in despair. She seemed different from the Bai Qingqing he knew.

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The old Bai Qingqing, living in the royal residence, had no worries, but it felt as if something invisible had trapped her. The Bai Qingqing before him now was different. She no longer needed to be the obedient young lady of the house; she was simply Bai Qingqing, the daughter of the Bai family.

"I’ll help you. I won’t fail a second time at what I couldn't accomplish before."

Bai Qingqing looked up and met Fu Yi’s serious gaze, a gaze she knew all too well. How many times had she been unable to resist sinking into it, thinking, how could there be such an enchanting person in the world? Whenever he looked at her like that, she felt that anything was possible.

A faint, shallow smile appeared on Bai Qingqing’s lips, one that caused a surge of emotion in Fu Yi’s chest. This was the first time, after his rebirth, that she had given him a genuine smile—an honest smile!

"Then, thank you."

Bai Qingqing’s tone was gentle. "Fu Yi, you don’t have to be so obsessed with the past. It’s gone, and sometimes I think, maybe I was the one who was foolish. My passion probably made things difficult for you. After everything that happened, it all comes down to me being at fault. I can’t blame anyone else."

"From the start, I knew the princess didn’t like me, didn’t think much of me. But I was blinded by my feelings for you. I thought that as long as I won her favor, as long as I behaved, and became a satisfactory daughter-in-law, she would eventually change her mind about me…"

The mockery in Bai Qingqing’s eyes wasn’t aimed at the princess, but at herself. Love was truly terrifying; it could make a person lose the most basic judgment. "I was too stupid, occupying a place that didn’t belong to me. They say you learn from your mistakes, and I’ve died once already. It’s time to wake up."

Her calm demeanor made Fu Yi’s chest tighten with dull pain. He couldn’t undo anything because he knew clearly that his mother did indeed dislike Bai Qingqing. What she valued was only Bai Qingqing’s family background.

Not long after they were married, Fu Yi realized that if he was even a little kind to Bai Qingqing, his mother would find an excuse to make things difficult for her, accusing him of being distracted by beauty. As Bai Qingqing’s husband, she was expected to endure it.