Chapter 45: Thank You Mirror

Jiangnan Bank Restaurant.

In the private room on the second floor.

Rong Jinchen and Xie Cijing sat facing each other, each with a glass of wine in front of them.

It should have been a meeting between two rivals in a life-and-death struggle, a scene filled with jealousy, but it was so peaceful and harmonious that it was a little scary.

Rong Jinchen is not the kind of male chauvinist who would ignore his beloved's situation because of jealousy. He knows very well that Qingqing's reputation has been affected because of his stealing of her love.

It was only because the emperor, his father, personally arranged the marriage, and because he had accumulated great prestige, and secretly had people guide the rumors, that no big waves were caused.

After all, this is an imperial society.

Neither of them spoke.

Rong Jinchen raised his glass and drank it calmly. His long, slender hands with distinct knuckles held the white porcelain wine glass, and the veins on the back of his hand looked very sexy.

His eyes passed over Xie Cijing's eyebrows and facial features imperceptibly, and then he lowered his eyes.

Damn, why is Xie Cijing so good-looking?

Did his father-in-law and mother-in-law choose people based on their looks?

Rong Jinchen simply ignored the fact that Su Zhenzhen was obsessed with looks and subconsciously didn't want to connect them.

My thoughts turned to Su Zhenzhen again. Is Qingqing really not moved?

The next moment, he felt ashamed of his suspicion, as they had clearly agreed not to suspect each other.

Xie Cijing naturally had no idea of the turmoil in Rong Jinchen's heart.

He was in a very complicated mood at the moment. The moment he learned that the imperial decree of marriage had come down, he felt as if he was being tortured by a barbed knife.

Xie Cijing really loves Su Zhenzhen, and he has even planned their future after marriage.

Zhenzhen is spoiled and likes to sleep in. His mother is not strict or harsh, but rather very open-minded. She promised him that Zhenzhen can pay her respects on the first and fifteenth day of every month, and stay in their small courtyard at other times.

Zhenzhen, who woke up naturally, could wash up, have breakfast, sit in front of the chaise longue and read storybooks, and from time to time read the interesting travel notes in vernacular Chinese written by famous writers that he had found for her.

He could come home after work and hug her to discuss the novels and travelogues they had read today.

Zhenzhen loves the guzheng, so he personally found a guzheng maker and learned how to make it, waiting to give it to her as a wedding gift after their marriage.

She would definitely look at him with surprise with her clear and lively eyes, and hug his waist happily.

The two of them could still explore the streets and alleys of the capital. Once their child had started learning, he would ask to be sent out to travel around the world with Zhenzhen...

Xie Cijing did not attach as much importance to continuing the family line as many people do nowadays, as he still had a younger brother.

If Zhenzhen and he cannot have children, he will adopt the bloodline of his younger brother, which is the same.

However, this seemingly unreal yet beautiful day was cut short by the man in front of her before it even began.

There was a moment when Xie Cijing really wanted to skin and pull out the tendons of His Majesty the God of War of the Great Qin. Damn it, the sky is so big and the earth is so great, but the emperor is the greatest.

Why separate him and his Zhenzhen!

But the moment his sanity returned, he was enveloped by endless darkness and emptiness.

He is the eldest son of the Minister of Rites, and he carries more than just his own responsibilities.

He couldn't drag his parents and brother to die with him for the sake of his love.

Besides, Zhenzhen is so cute and lively, he can't bear to let her drag him down.

Although the King of Yan stole the love of the Qin Dynasty, he was also the god of war of the Qin Dynasty, and he repelled the invading Huns like a guardian god.

Xie Cijing felt that he had been in a daze for a while, as if he was walking on a cliff surrounded by swords and fire, unable to move forward or backward.

In the end, he chose to accept it silently. He couldn't let others get involved.

But the top scholar who was once dressed in fine clothes and rode a horse has finally become as gentle as jade.

There was silence in the private room for a long time.

Xie Cijing took a deep breath and said calmly, "Your Highness, my relationship with Miss Su was based on affection but ended in courtesy. We have never overstepped the boundaries of behavior. She is a lovely and lively girl."

"I said this today because I don't want Your Highness to misunderstand her. I hope Your Highness won't get tired of the old and fall in love with the new..."

After he learned about the imperial decree granting the marriage, he took leave and stayed at home, never going out. Naturally, he didn't know about the imperial decree that Rong Jinchen had requested for them to be together for the rest of their lives.

Rong Jinchen was startled, a hint of sarcasm flashed across his dark eyes, and then he sneered, "Master Xie, how long have you not been out?"

"I am not the kind of man who gets bored easily. I have already asked my father for permission to let Qingqing and I be together for the rest of our lives."

Are you, a man who accepted a maid given by your mother as his concubine, worthy of being compared with a man of such virtuous conduct?

"Also, Qingqing was never attracted to you before. Like me, she wanted a lifelong love."

"She really has good taste. Isn't she waiting for me? I admit that I was wrong to steal someone's love, but Master Xie, you don't seem to be that deeply in love."

"So, Master Xiao Xie, there's no need to pretend to be bereft of your beloved. I have no regrets about Qingqing not liking you."

"Qingqing said that she likes me because I am clean. There has never been anyone between us, there is no one now, and there will be no one else between us in the future."

Xie Cijing was in a daze, his eyes fixed on the wine glass in his hand, and tears fell uncontrollably from his eyes.

Muttering to himself, "I don't know, she..."

The saddest thing in this world is not that he never got it, but that he could have...

"If she wants to be with someone forever, she can tell me. I was also going to get rid of that maid after we got married. If she doesn't like it, I won't touch her."

Xie Cijing's eyes were crimson, tears kept flowing out, and his voice choked, "I don't know..." He only knew that Zhenzhen didn't like concubines, and he had no plans to take one.

This is the way the world is now, wealthy families have many rules.

It is quite normal for a man from aristocratic family to have a concubine before marriage.

The scholarly and noble families have a clean and upright moral character. A man can take a concubine only when he is forty and has no children, but a concubine is not a maid.

Maybe someone will ask, why not look at the fire avoidance diagram?

Practice and theory are different. In a nutshell, it is just the feudal society that loves men.

Su Zhenzhen's father Su Qiyang is like this, and so is her grandfather.

However, her grandfather sent the concubine away after marriage and did not allow the maid to climb into bed and give birth to a illegitimate child.

So it is the same with Xie Cijing.

It’s just that there is an outlier like Rong Jinchen.

"Zhenzhen..."

Rong Jinchen looked at him with such regretful expression, and his heart felt so upset that he felt like a fire was burning. His rationality was stimulated out of control by the "Zhenzhen" he said.

"Master Xie, be careful with your words. Qingqing is my fiancée now and will be my princess consort in the future. We will live and die together a hundred years from now."

Xie Cijing's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

Rong Jinchen was stunned. Was what he said so excessive?

Could this person have done this on purpose?

etc.

According to the script Zhenzhen was reading, the male protagonist was about to appear at this time.

Subconsciously frowning, he was about to call for help, "Gu Heng, quickly call the doctor."

Soon, a stunning young girl came in. She was wearing a pomegranate red pleated skirt with a jewel-shaped pattern and had her hair in a horse-like bun.

Rong Jinchen looked at her, his throat tightened, and he subconsciously explained: "Qingqing, I didn't hit him."