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I looked at him and suddenly remembered something. "What about Consort Yan?"
"She's dead," Rao Yin said. In truth, he had already informed the Emperor about everything concerning Consort Yan, including the matter of Young Master.
My heart skipped a beat. "The Emperor knows... about that incident?"
Rao Yin shook his head. "I only told the Emperor that Young Master is the child of Rao Yin and Consort Yan, but I did not mention you."
For a moment, his words felt awkward to me. Once I processed what he said, I widened my eyes in disbelief. "You..."
He gazed deeply into my eyes and said slowly, "If I told you that I am not Rao Yin at all, would you believe me?"
I was taken aback, my mouth agape for a long time before I finally managed to ask, "Then who... are you?"
"Rao Ye. I am Rao Ye."
...
I had thought that everything Rao Yin had told me before was already absurd enough, but I never expected that what he was about to say next would be even more unbelievable.
No, perhaps I had already begun to believe him. When he looked at me so intensely and asked if I believed him, I did. It was because—what he described was also everything I had experienced.
That night, both Rao Ye and Rao Yin fell into the water, but it was not Rao Ye who died; it was Rao Yin. Or rather, while Rao Ye's body perished, his soul attached itself to Rao Yin.
He had suspected from the very beginning that Consort Yan was involved with Rao Yin. After being reborn, he pretended to be Rao Yin, feigning closeness to Consort Yan, all in an effort to find an opportunity and gather evidence.
"Then why don't you continue to pretend?"
Rao Ye, not Rao Yin, would never be so reckless as to alert the enemy. So why would he confront Consort Yan for my sake?
"Rao Yin must have plans to usurp the throne, and there will definitely be movements. Now that I am acting as Rao Yin, I can better extract the plans between him and Consort Yan. I originally intended to wait until the evidence was solid before making any moves, but—"
Rao Ye looked at me and sighed, "It's too late."
"What do you mean it's too late?" I was taken aback.
He smiled helplessly, "Fool, I didn't expect Consort Yan to be so infatuated with Rao Yin that she would go so far as to use Young Master to harm you and even want to kill you. If I don't tell Father everything, you might be in even greater danger. How could I bear to let you suffer?"
My heart trembled, and my voice shook slightly, "Rao Yin, no, Rao Ye... I don't understand why you would..."
In Rao Ye's eyes, I was Lady Hu Third, a woman who had poisoned him multiple times to help Rao Yin. How could he possibly have feelings for me? I couldn't believe it; confusion overwhelmed me.
Rao Ye reached out his hand, his fingertips gently brushing against my cheek as he gazed at me intently. "Are you really Lady Hu Third?"
He pulled me into his embrace and whispered, "Do you know the pain of losing your past, losing yourself, and becoming someone else? Ru Fei, I know."
I was struck with disbelief as I looked at him; those words sounded like something I had said while drunk. Had I not been mistaken? I really had said that. It turned out that back then, Rao Ye already knew I was not Lady Hu Third.
"But how could you believe it?"
Did he really believe in this matter of time travel?
He gently stroked my head, his gaze a mix of mischief and tenderness. "Then how do you know I'm not Rao Yin?"
I was taken aback; indeed, we shared such similar circumstances.
On that day, we had both died, yet through the bodies of others, we encountered each other—how marvelous!
"Since becoming Rao Yin, I've struggled to accept it, until I met you and learned that you are just like me."
He gazed deeply into my eyes, filled with emotion. "Ru Fei, at that moment, I thought to myself, I am finally—no longer lonely."
My nose tingled with emotion as I embraced him. There were many questions I still didn't understand, such as why the emperor hadn't punished him. After all, his current identity was that of Rao Yin, who had an affair with Consort Yan. But I didn't want to dwell on it; perhaps he had a way to convince the emperor he was Rao Ye, or maybe the emperor couldn't bear to kill him, considering he was the last prince of the Luo Xi Dynasty.
I just wanted to hold him and never let go.
After a long while, he murmured in my ear, "Alright, I've said what I needed to say. May I ask you one thing?"
"What is it?"
"The song you sang that day—what was it? And how about those pancakes? Were they really that good?"
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