Chapter 33 (8,000 words) I think you lick...

However, Yin Xing was concerned about today's mission and did not explain to the third princess in words. He just nodded perfunctorily in response.

After all, after the last boat trip incident, Yin Xing discovered that the relationship between the princesses was harmonious on the surface but actually bad.

Maybe it's a good thing for Xuan Yi to stay away from them, otherwise he would have to endure so much exclusion.

There were sounds of horse hooves. The third princess felt bored when she saw Yin Xing was silent and she lowered the curtain with a cold face.

Jiang Yun silently looked at Yin Xing, who had no idea about the dangerous relationships between the princesses of the dynasty. He felt that she was jumping on the edge of danger and secretly broke into a cold sweat for her.

The princesses have always been competing with each other, preferring to die in glory rather than live in dishonor. From big things like mansions to small things like jade, and even things like keeping male lovers, there is naturally a lot of competition.

Perhaps the Third Princess's interest in Yin Xing was not because she was attracted to her, but because of her relationship with Princess Zhang Hua.

Princess Zhanghua's status and treatment were far superior to those of other princesses. She could not go beyond the rules of etiquette, but she had to fight for other things, so naturally it was the turn of the marriage consultant.

Just as Jiang Yun was lamenting that poor Yin Xing might be toyed with and torn to pieces by the princesses, he suddenly felt something moving in his ears and looked around vigilantly.

Jiang Yun looked up and saw wings flapping on the green wall. The rustling sound suddenly stopped. The mountain crow with black feathers emitted a faint blue glow in the light. Its beak was long and curved, but its color was bright red like blood. Its body was as long as a forearm. If it spread its wings, it would probably look even more exaggerated.

Jiang Yun met the bird's dark gaze with suspicion and observed it carefully. He felt that this bird was different from ordinary flying birds.

Perhaps because they are crows, they are smarter and more cunning than other birds. Sometimes they will even attack birds of prey such as eagles in a belligerent manner.

But Jiang Yun remembered that this kind of mountain crows were not common in the capital. They usually lived in plateaus and mountains. Legend has it that they were the incarnation of the divine bird believed in by the Wanqi tribe. They could live for decades and were very long-lived.

Therefore, the red and blue flying feather ornaments also evolved from this image and became the sacred object of the Wanqi clan.

However, Jiang Yun was skeptical about this. He looked at the huge mountain crow from time to time and unexpectedly found that it only had one eye. Usually, birds would die if they suffered such an injury. It seemed that it had an owner.

Jiang Yun recalled that he had previously thrown stones to stop the Third Princess's guards. At that time, there was a master who secretly assisted him, and the speed was very fast.

But Jiang Yun failed to detect the other party's existence. He looked solemn. When he looked at the mountain crow again, it was gone. He was secretly surprised.

If we have to suspect the target, then only Princess Zhang Hua can send out secret guards with such skills.

Jiang Yun looked back at Yin Xing in front of him, but was stunned to see that the third princess, who had been moody at first, was now smiling from ear to ear because of her amusement.

How did Yin Xing do it in such a short time?

The carriage moved slowly forward, and Yin Xing was also filled with disbelief at the Third Princess's alternating angry glares and smiling expressions.

The third princess had lowered the curtain earlier, and not long after, she suddenly and sternly asked Yin Xing whether he had deliberately created the encounter today with ill intentions.

Because of the curtains of the carriage, Yin Xing could not see the Third Princess's expression, but he could sense her suspicion and irritability. If he was not careful, he might be turned into fertilizer.

But Yin Xing couldn't think of any other excuse, so he had to confess, but he didn't involve Jiang Yun. After all, it was his own clumsy performance that ruined the plan.

Who would have thought that the third princess suddenly smiled when she heard it, and lifted the curtain with her fingertips, looking very happy.

"How can you be sure that I will agree to take you to the Xinyang Princess's residence?"

"I'm not sure either, so I can only try to wait for the Third Princess."

The Third Princess looked at Yin Xing's clear eyes, her eyelashes were long and thick, and the corners of her eyes were slightly drooped, looking innocent and pitiful. She sneered and said, "If you can come up with such an idea, just consider it a flash of inspiration. However, I don't have the time to help you when you enter the Xinyang Princess's mansion. You'll be on your own when the time comes."

This person is so stupid that he can write a letter to ask for marriage without knowing his own limitations.

Yin Xing was unaware of the Third Princess's mockery and contempt. He simply felt that the Princess of Xinyang was even more terrifying. He nodded and replied, "Thank you, Princess, for the reminder."

Soon, Yin Xing and Jiang Yun followed the third princess into the gate of Princess Xinyang's mansion.

As the gate of the princess's mansion closed, the circling mountain crow slowly turned and flew high into the sky and disappeared.

The air is fresh and the flowers are in full bloom, dotted with green leaves. In a room somewhere in the courtyard, the air is filled with the scent of incense, and the desk is filled with needlework in a variety of colors, neatly arranged.

The female official Chun Li entered with the medicine. She saw the sharp scissors and hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and calling out, "Master, what are you going to embroider?"

"At royal weddings, women are often asked to present embroidery paintings. Among them, the most common ones are mandarin ducks, lotus flowers and intertwined branches, so I plan to embroider one as a return gift." Xuan Yizheng sat in front of the embroidery frame, looking quite focused. Her slender fingertips held the fine needle, pulling the black silk in between. But if you look closely, it exudes luster and looks more like hair.

"I see, but this kind of return gifts are mostly decorated with festive red as a secondary color, so I'm afraid we shouldn't use too much black." The female official Chun Li's eyes fell on the embroidery frame and she saw the embroidery pattern she had conceived for the first time. The shapes were lifelike, but the excessive black made it look strangely dark, so she didn't think much about it and said anything.

After he finished speaking, the movement of holding the needle and thread paused, and a bright red blood bead appeared on the fingertip. Xuan Yizhen was slightly stunned, his eyes blank, and he muttered, "Is that so?"

When the female official Chunli saw this, she felt a little regretful about what she had said and did not dare to respond rashly.

Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes to look at the embroidery in front of him, wiped the blood from his fingertips with an embroidery handkerchief, sipped the medicinal soup, and said slowly, "Then embroider two pieces. If she doesn't like them, just burn them."

The words were simple, yet merciless, as if he didn't care about the effort he put in.

Seeing this, the female official Chunli stopped talking and her eyes fell on the combed black hair. Although the Wanqi clan was not as conservative as the people in the dynasty about their body and hair.

But usually people don't cut their hair easily. Could it be that Princess Zhanghua is really going to marry the young master of the Xiahou family this time?

However, the deaths of the first two prospective princes-in-law are still a mystery. Once the marriage is announced, I am afraid that it will not be peaceful.

Suddenly, there was a sound of flapping wings outside the house, and a dark shadow fell from the elevated building outside the window. The female official Chunli came back to her senses, a little surprised.

This sacred bird raised by Empress Wanqi rarely leaves the courtyard since it recovered.

The holy bird used to only obey Queen Wanqi, but now it will only move when Princess Zhanghua gives the order.

When the holy bird chirped in varying lengths, Xuan Yizhen frowned slightly, put down the medicine bowl, and looked towards the returning holy bird. He stood up and said, "Chun Li, go prepare some fresh food."

"Yes." The female official Chunli collected her thoughts and responded.

The cry of the sacred bird represents some kind of intelligence to be sought. I wonder what Princess Zhang Hua is seeking?

The sun was shining brightly outside, and it was gradually becoming the hottest time of the year. However, Yin Xing, who was in the princess's mansion, felt as if he was in the coldest part of winter, and did not dare to look at Princess Xinyang who was sitting on the high seat.

Face peeling, just hearing about it is scary.

But when Yin Xing accidentally caught a glimpse of Princess Xinyang's mask, he found it even more terrifying.

Although Jiang Yun was secretly shocked by this, he still submitted the documents from the Dali Temple as usual, reported his purpose, and tried to remain calm.

However, Princess Xinyang, who was sitting behind the curtains on the high seat, ignored him and instead played chess and talked with the visiting third princess.

"How are you related to the Dali Temple now?" Princess Xinyang asked curiously.

"It's just a coincidence today. They were ordered to do their job, but you always stay at home. How did your father arrange for them to catch the real murderer for you?" The third princess responded calmly.

Hearing this, Princess Xinyang's eyes darkened slightly, filled with murderous intent. She threw the chess piece away and said angrily, "It's been over a month and there's still no clue. The murderer has long since fled the capital. What do you want to ask?"

Yin Xing was so startled by the sudden sound that he stopped preparing the pen and ink. He looked at the jade chess piece that rolled to the ground and slowly stopped in front of him. It was already missing a corner, which was really pitiful.

Jiang Yun spoke without much hesitation: "Princess, when you were kidnapped by criminals that night, did you notice anything?"

"No, I lost consciousness and was unaware of the plot!"

"Calculation, does the princess have any suspicions?"

Princess Xinyang sneered, her mask wrinkled slightly, a strange distortion appearing on it. She looked at the female detective from the Dali Temple and said arrogantly, "If this princess said it was related to Princess Zhanghua, would you dare to investigate?"

After she finished speaking, the third princess watched the fun and looked at Yin Xing's side leisurely.

Yin Xing paused, feeling that Princess Xinyang was being rude and unreasonable. She had been kidnapped and had her face peeled off. What did this have to do with Xuan Yizhen?!

"Princess, if there is evidence, I will investigate it at all costs." Jiang Yun responded without fear, but he felt something was wrong.

Unless Princess Xinyang is out of her mind, she wouldn't be so bold as to accuse Princess Zhanghua.

"If I had evidence, I would have made her pay the price she deserved." Princess Xinyang spoke viciously, full of resentment.

When Yin Xing heard this, he realized that the Princess Xinyang was indeed taking her anger out on others. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to pick up the jade chess piece and placed it on the table.

Unexpectedly, he caught a glimpse of the third princess's gaze from the corner of his eye. Yin Xing's heart suddenly tensed up, and he secretly sighed that she might have seen some clues from her eyes!

Seeing Yin Xing's reserved expression, the Third Princess found it amusing. She took the initiative to change the subject and said, "That young official seems very dissatisfied with what Princess Xinyang said?"

“…” Yin Xing took a deep breath and wondered if the third princess could read minds?

Princess Xinyang's gaze was diverted at this moment, and she looked at the official in charge of taking notes. He was thin and looked less than twenty years old, but with delicate features and fair complexion. She said with displeasure, "What are you dissatisfied with?"

"My lord, I was just thinking about the case and meant no disrespect." Although Yin Xing didn't understand Princess Xinyang's anger, he also knew that saving his life was the most important thing now.

"Oh, you'd better not have it, otherwise this princess doesn't mind peeling off your face!" Princess Xinyang now finds everyone annoying, and is full of anger with nowhere to vent.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun quickly came to the rescue and said, "Princess, please calm down. We are here on orders. We recently explored the Magpie Tower and discovered a secret passage. May I ask if you know anything about it?"

Princess Xinyang frowned and spoke cautiously, "Outsiders are never allowed to explore what goes on inside the Magpie Tower. How could a mere constable like you know this?"

Yin Xing picked up the pen to take notes, looked at Jiang Yun, and felt a little worried for her.

"My Lady, this is an order from the Supreme Court Minister. I am only following orders. However, I suspect the criminals knew the secret passage, which allowed them to commit the crime successfully. Therefore, those associated with Quelou are major suspects and should be strictly investigated."

"How dare you! I, the princess, manage the Magpie Tower at my mother's command. How could there be any suspicion? You are clearly provoking me!"

Seeing Princess Xinyang's reaction, Jiang Yun knew when to retreat and apologized, "Princess, please forgive me. I was just investigating the case and meant no offense."

Yin Xing was suspicious and puzzled. What secret was hidden in the Magpie Tower? Not only did the princess forbid exploration, even the Princess Xinyang didn't mention a word about it. It was very strange.

In the silence, Yin Xing looked hesitantly at the fake face of Princess Xinyang. If it weren't for the wrinkles caused by excitement, it would have been almost indistinguishable from the real thing at first glance.

The Third Princess saw Yin Xing staring at Princess Xinyang, and she thought that he really didn't understand the difference between their social statuses. She scolded him, "Shaoqing, why are you staring at Princess Xinyang? Don't you think it's disrespectful?"

Yin Xing blinked her eyes innocently. This third princess is really good at looking for trouble, isn't she?!

Hearing this, Princess Xinyang couldn't help but get angry and said, "It seems that you are disrespectful to me because you feel that I have been disfigured. Today I must peel off your face and let you taste the pain!"

After he finished speaking, Yin Xing was shocked, and Jiang Yun also looked horrified. This Princess Xinyang must have gone mad with rage!

Although Yin Xing had no qualifications or connections, he was a fourth-rank official after all, and disfiguring him was tantamount to murder.

After all, there are certain physical requirements for being an official in the imperial court.

"My Lady, you misunderstood. I only know a few techniques for disguise, so I only looked at your face."

"This is sheer nonsense! Can disguise be used to heal my face?"

Jiang Yun, upon hearing Yin Xing's words, also noticed that Princess Xinyang's fake face was incredibly lifelike, and he echoed, "Princess, the bodies of the women in those missing cases all had their skin peeled off, and the Dali Temple did find out there's a technique in the martial arts world that uses needles and thread to pierce skin and replace bones, allowing for a completely different appearance."

The missing persons have one thing in common: they are all women, and the second thing is that they are all pretty.

Instantly, Princess Xinyang looked at the female constable coldly and said in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Yun stared at Princess Xinyang's face with a serious expression, and pretended to be calm in his response: "I have no other intentions, but I just think that such a group of people who have been taking risks and committing crimes for many years must be driven by huge profits."

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere inside suddenly became low. Yin Xing didn't quite understand what Jiang Yun said, but he clearly felt the sharp eyes of Princess Xinyang, like a scimitar, as if she was going to cut the two of them into pieces at any time!

Yin Xing looked up and saw the Third Princess's condescending and cold sneer. He sensed the situation was not good and said hesitantly, "Your humble servant has no intention of offending the princess. I was only ordered to question you today. I apologize for the inconvenience. I will take my leave."

After saying that, Yin Xing packed up his pen and ink, just wanting to end the dangerous situation as soon as possible.

"What if one of you has to stay?"

"My Lady, I can stay."

After saying that, Jiang Yun stopped Yin Xing with his eyes and added nonchalantly, "But if you can't return home before dark, I'm afraid my father will come looking for you."

Princess Xinyang said disapprovingly, "How dare your father trespass into the Princess's residence? Is he tired of living?"

"My father is the Minister of the Dali Temple. Please reconsider, Princess."

"You are actually Jiang Zhengming's daughter."

Princess Xinyang's expression changed slightly. Jiang Zhengming, the Minister of the Dali Temple, was an important official of the emperor, and everyone in the court and the country knew it.

Jiang Yun replied calmly, "That's right, so please calm down, Princess. I will definitely get to the bottom of this case for you."

After saying that, Jiang Yun signaled Yin Xing to leave with him quickly.

"You can go, but that young master has to stay." Princess Xinyang was unwilling to be humiliated like this.

Jiang Yun felt regretful and was most afraid that something might happen to Yin Xing.

Putting aside other things, the fact that she was the one chosen by Princess Zhanghua at the marriage banquet was enough for Princess Xinyang to use this as an excuse to torture and humiliate her.

Not to mention, if Yin Xing’s fake identity is exposed, she will definitely die!

Just as Jiang Yun placed his palm on the hilt of his sword, ready to resort to violence, the Third Princess spoke softly, "Forget it. For my sake today, please let this Shaoqing go for once."

Yin Xing looked at the moody Third Princess in disbelief. She had deliberately added fuel to the fire earlier, so could she have a change of heart now?!

The third princess met Yin Xing's bright eyes with her arrogant bluntness and said sternly, "But if you are disrespectful again in the future, you will be severely punished."

"Thank you, Princess." Yin Xing blinked her eyes and took her leave without hesitation.

From then on, Yin Xing swore that he would never come to see Princess Xinyang again!

Seeing the two hurriedly leave the hall, Princess Xinyang said unhappily, "These two are here to investigate the case, but they are actually investigating me. How can you let them go so easily?"

The Third Princess tilted her head to look at the new face of Princess Xinyang and spoke slowly, "Since you know the Dali Temple is suspicious, you should have restrained yourself. Also, is the Qixi Festival banquet related to the Second Imperial Sister?"

After she finished speaking, Princess Xinyang did not respond immediately. She asked cautiously, "Not many people know about that. How did you know?"

"You're not so stupid as to not know that she wants to use your territory to deal with Xuan Yizhen, right?"

"Of course I know about this, but my mother had a feud with Empress Wanqi back then, and I'm just going along with it this time."

Princess Xinyang originally thought the plan was perfect, but who could have imagined it would turn out to be such a terrible situation today.

The Third Princess couldn't help but sneer and asked, "So you think Xuan Yizhen is taking advantage of the situation and taking revenge?"

Princess Xinyang was furious, and with a distorted expression, she said, "Who else but that lunatic dares to be so cruel to me?"

"But everyone has known for years that as long as you don't provoke her, basically nothing will happen."

"What do you mean?"

The Third Princess spoke calmly, "In any case, you have to be careful of my Second Sister. She's very good at using someone else's knife to kill someone. The Dali Temple has uncovered nearly 4,000 missing women cases, and even the capital is in a state of panic. Who can bear the consequences of this crime?"

Princess Xinyang's expression changed, and she stared intently at the Third Princess, saying, "Really? Why are there so many people?"

"Given our friendship, why would I lie to you?" The Third Princess stood up from her seat and picked up the jade chess piece beside the table. A playful look crossed her eyes. "You know the consequences of the white gloves, don't you?"

"There has been no dispute over the years. She has no reason to treat me like this?" Princess Xinyang still did not give in. She sat in her chair, confused and uneasy.

The Third Princess turned and spoke, "Her mother is unpopular and of lower status than us. Now that her brother has finally entered the court, she must find a way to win you over to hold her aunt hostage and gain support."

Princess Xinyang said suspiciously, "Then there's no need for her to treat me like this. Otherwise, wouldn't all her efforts be wasted?"

Princess Xinyang had also heard about the dispute between the third princess and the second princess, so she did not dare to believe it easily, let alone reveal too much.

"But if your accident happened because she discovered Xuan Yizhen was targeting her and was trying to protect herself, then the evidence now would probably be very unfavorable to you."

"Impossible! How could Xuan Yizhen have such omnipotent abilities? Besides, that matter has been going smoothly for years. I don't believe she can get away with it."

Seeing this, the Third Princess was too lazy to say anything more. She held the jade chess piece in her palm and walked out of the front hall. She said disdainfully, "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. But I advise you to quickly deal with those who know about it. Otherwise, it will be even more difficult than I was back then. I'm afraid even my aunt won't be able to protect you."

Princess Xinyang had always been spoiled and fearless, so she was hesitant. She was reluctant to give up her huge wealth, and was even more worried about her face.

His mother was the eldest princess of the dynasty and his uncle was the emperor. The disappearance of just four thousand people was nothing.

However, Princess Xinyang still decided to investigate.

Outside the hall, the sun was turning slightly, it was almost dusk, and the gorgeous sunset filled the sky. Yin Xing returned to the courtyard early.

Not only was Yin Xing frightened by Princess Xinyang, he also wanted to write a letter to inquire about Xuan Yizheng's marriage.

But as soon as Yin Xing stepped into the waterside pavilion, he saw many clusters of flowers, and Xuan Yizheng was sitting at the table grinding the beautiful petals he had picked. The rich floral fragrance lingered in his face.

"Yizhen, are you making rouge?" Yin Xing walked forward and spoke as he looked at the flower juices that were as bright as blood.

"Well, what are you doing at Princess Xinyang's mansion today?" Xuan Yizheng kept moving, picking flower petals with his fingertips, asking casually.

Yin Xing paused as he sat down, looking at Xuan Yizhen, who seemed to know everything, and said, "The Dali Temple is investigating a missing person case, so please cooperate with the interrogation and record the statement."

Xuan Yizhen raised her eyes slightly and looked over, her beautiful eyes filled with inquiry. She said softly, "You've been in charge of managing the archives lately. How come you're suddenly taking notes on petitions?"

"I'm just helping." Yin Xing poured the tea and drank it, not knowing how to explain the fact that his identity was exposed.

If Xuan Yizhen knew that Jiang Yun was using her identity to control her, Yin Xing felt that she would be unhappy and add to her troubles.

Now that he has cooperated with Jiang Yun to complete the difficult task, Yin Xing feels that it is better to have less trouble than more.

"To help, so you went to wait for the Third Princess?"

“Ahem!”

Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen, who was still gentle and kind, with a red face in embarrassment. He couldn't tell her emotions at all, but he felt a little scared in his heart.

Because Xuan Yizhen once said that he was not allowed to have any contact with the third princess.

Thinking of this, Yin Xing quickly explained, "This was all arranged by Jiang Yun. Princess Xinyang refused to meet with the Dali Temple officials, and the Third Princess had a good relationship with her, so she came up with this plan."

After finishing speaking, Xuan Yizhen's eyes wandered to Yin Xing's flushed cheeks, and she replied indifferently, "I see. It seems that I was unable to help you, so I had no choice but to go to the Third Princess."

"Yizhen, that Princess Xinyang is very scary now. It's better for you not to have any contact with her." Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen, whose narrow and clear eyes were lowered, letting the shadows fall into them. Her expression of loss was self-evident. Even the candlelight couldn't illuminate her, which made him even more concerned. "All those princesses and princesses combined are not as gentle and kind as Yizhen. I only cooperate with Jiang Yun because I need to get things done. Don't be unhappy about not having any contact with the third princess in the future, okay?"

"I understand that you attach great importance to this job at the Dali Temple." While speaking, Xuan Yizheng did not look at Yin Xing. His fingertips carefully rubbed the gorgeous and decadent flower cluster, quiet and gentle, yet revealing a hint of resentment and alienation.

Yin Xing felt even more uneasy at this sight. He was about to explain, but then he saw Xuan Yizhen's slender jade hand pick up a smear of flower juice. Her white fingertips were stained with deep red, like white snow and red plums. She asked in a light and casual voice, "Do you want to taste it?"

Yin Xing was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Xuan Yizhen's calm expression, he leaned forward and kissed her fingertips. He tasted the thick flower juice between his teeth and pulled away, calling out sweetly, "Yizhen, don't be upset, okay?"

"Hmm." Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes to look at his fingertips, which were still moist. His gaze fell on Yin Xing's rosy lips again. His throat tightened slightly, and he turned his head away, pretending to be indifferent and asked, "How are you handling the matter of Princess Xinyang?"

"That's not good. Princess Xinyang's temper is even worse than the Third Princess'. I almost got my face peeled off today. I will definitely not associate with princesses and princesses in the future."

"Then you won't keep in touch with me?"

Yin Xing blinked her round eyes silently. She had forgotten for a moment that Xuan Yizhen was also a princess of the dynasty. She spoke too confidently and her face hurt a little.

Seeing this, Xuan Yizheng's brows relaxed and he smiled, with a hint of mischief in his gentleness, but he did not ask any further questions, but continued to deal with the remaining flower juice.

The waterside pavilion was suddenly quiet with only the sound of grinding flower juice. Yin Xing leaned his head obediently on the table, watching Xuan Yizheng's quiet and elegant expression, as if all his worries had disappeared.

However, Yin Xing thought of the marriage proposal that was rejected by the emperor, and couldn't help but sigh and whispered, "Yizhen, the marriage proposal has been rejected, what should I do?"

If the emperor doesn't agree to my marriage with Xuan Yizhen, I can't elope with her.

Putting aside the fact that Xuan Yizheng had never thought of leaving the capital.

Yin Xing also didn't have the confidence to let Xuan Yizheng, who was from a wealthy family, suffer with him.

"Now that the emperor has not issued an edict granting marriage, you can continue to submit your petition for marriage."

"ah?"

Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen in confusion, waiting for her to explain.

However, Xuan Yizhen just continued to play with her rouge and replied calmly, "I brought a new marriage proposal today. You can copy it if you have nothing else to do."

"But the emperor has already refused. Is it any use to continue to submit memorials?" Yin Xing asked dejectedly.

I always feel that if this continues, my hope is slim.

"So you want to give up?" Xuan Yizheng suddenly stopped moving, his expression calm, but there was a hint of undercurrent in his dark eyes, and his body was tense.

Yin Xing was so absorbed in his emotions that he didn't notice. He shook his head and replied, "I won't. I just think many people are more optimistic about the young master of the Xiahou family. Will you really regret it?"

"No, I never care about other people's eyes, but you care too much about what others think."

"That's right, I'll go get some paper and pen."

Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's eyes and saw that some light had returned to them. The deep eyes gradually calmed down and the dark ripples faded away.

The candlelight flickered as Yin Xing and Xuan Yizheng sat together, holding pens in their hands and concentrating on copying.

After a while, Yin Xing stopped writing and carefully placed the document to allow the ink to dry.

Although I don’t know if it’s useful to persist like this, but Xuan Yizheng is so determined, how can I give up halfway?

Thinking of this, Yin Xing turned his head to look at Xuan Yizheng, only to see her wiping her hands with an embroidered handkerchief, gently and carefully. He couldn't help but think of his own behavior just now, and his face flushed, so he didn't dare to look at her any longer.

He hadn't realized how shameful it was before, but now when Yin Xing thinks back on it, it's simply disgusting.

"Your face is redder than rouge. Do you want to take a shower first before eating?" Xuan Yizheng noticed Yin Xing's gaze and slowly looked at her and called out.

"It's okay, let's eat first." Yin Xing covered his face with his palms. He knew that Xuan Yizheng would not stay overnight, so he wanted to stay with her for a while longer.

Soon, the maids brought the meal to the table, and some maids also collected the flowers and rouge. However, Yin Xing still did not dare to look at Xuan Yizheng. He buried his head in eating rice, trying to swallow the fragrance of rouge between his teeth.

Fortunately, Xuan Yizheng rarely spoke while eating, so this gave him enough opportunity to turn the page.

After Yin Xing put down his chopsticks and drank his tea, he dared to look directly at Xuan Yizheng.

Today, Xuan Yizheng is dressed in a simple and elegant green dress, which is pure and graceful, like the soft and light willow branches beside the lake. The jade ornaments in her hair and earrings match her, which are like charming green mountains. The scenery is picturesque and pleasing to the eyes.

Yin Xing secretly sighed that Xuan Yizhen looked good with either heavy or light makeup, and the more he looked at her, the more radiant and graceful she seemed.

"It's getting late, let's get some rest." After saying that, Xuan Yizheng slowly stood up.

"Oh." Yin Xing felt regretful, and followed closely, his eyes almost glued to the calm Xuan Yizheng, before he slowly realized that something was wrong.

Today, Xuan Yizheng didn't take the initiative to get close to me.

In the past, even if Xuan Yizheng didn't kiss her, she would still hold his hand and hug him. She rarely followed such rules.

The more he thought about Yin Xing, the more his eyes became blunt, trying to understand her thoughts.

Xuan Yizhen paused, his gaze meeting the burning gaze, and asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

Yin Xing replied sheepishly, "Nothing."

Asking for a kiss, Yin Xing could never say such a thing.

"Then why do your eyes seem to be glued to me?"

“…”

Yin Xing turned his head stiffly, raised his hands to cover his eyes, mustered up his courage, and whispered, "Not kissing today?"

After he finished speaking, there was no response. Yin Xing thought Xuan Yizhen didn't hear it, so he had to let go of his hand as if nothing had happened.

Unexpectedly, I ran straight into a deep and deep pair of eyes, just like a lake in the dark night, vast but dark and impossible to wade into.

"Do you really want to kiss me?" Xuan Yizheng raised his hand and touched Yin Xing's cheek and asked.

"I'm just asking. It's okay if you really don't want to." Yin Xing responded embarrassedly, trying to clear his name.

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng brought his cool lips close to his. A cold fragrance filled the air but was fleeting. It was a very light kiss.

Before Yin Xing could react, the words fell empty from his lips. He stared blankly at Xuan Yizheng, who was calm and composed. He seemed to be so close yet so distant, as if he was in a dream.

Xuan Yizhen traced Yin Xing's eyebrows with her fingertips, her beautiful eyes reflecting her radiant and colorful round eyes. Like a child who had received candy, she raised her thin lips and said, "You have tasted rouge before. Have you forgotten?"

Xuan Yizhen had clearly intended to punish Yin Xing, but her plan was completely disrupted.

Yin Xing's face turned red at what Xuan Yizheng said. Seeing that she seemed to treat the kiss as just a way to taste her rouge, the swelling in his heart quickly dissipated, and he felt a sense of inexplicable loss.

"Actually, I don't think intimacy has anything to do with tasting rouge."

"Then why did you eat rouge before?"

Yin Xing was silent, looking at Xuan Yizhen who was asking questions seriously, and suddenly didn't know how to explain to her that kissing was a way to express intimacy.

After all, when they were close, Xuan Yizheng always acted skillfully and calmly, while he always blushed and his heart beat faster, looking like a loser.

Obviously, Xuan Yizhen's feelings seemed to be different from his own.

Or perhaps Xuan Yizhen's feelings might be mostly different, and Yin Xing vaguely sensed something.

Seeing Yin Xing remain silent, Xuan Yizhen assumed she was embarrassed again. He touched her face with his fingertips, then recalled what happened before. He said curiously and solemnly, "Actually, I don't mind you licking my rouge. It seems quite nice."

Yin Xing collected her thoughts, her face flushing even more intensely. She looked at Xuan Yizhen in disbelief. Were her preferences all so strange?!

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