Song Ci turned around and found that the top four buttons of Han Zhan's shirt were undone, revealing his left chest. On the skin of his left pectoral muscle, there was a tattoo of a little girl playing the violin.
The tattoo was clearly fresh, and the skin was flushed. Song Ci looked at the tattoo with a complex expression, feeling somewhat helpless yet also touched. "You haven't shown up since you got off the plane. Is this the reason you got this tattoo?"
Han Zhan nodded. "Well, I'll tattoo your most beautiful look on my chest, so that you and I can become one. Do you like this gift?"
Song Ci reached out and touched the picture, then smiled and said, "It seems that only teenagers would do such a thing."
Han Zhan frowned, "Do you dislike my childishness?"
Song Ci chuckled, hugged Han Zhan and said, "No, I don't dislike your childishness. I love your impulsiveness and passion towards me." How could she dislike it when a 35-year-old man would do things for her that only a teenager would do?
"I like it." Song Ci lowered her head and kissed the tattoo, then extended her right hand towards Han Zhan, "Give me a visible gift."
She is so realistic.
Han Zhan was well prepared and pulled out a gift from his trouser pocket. The gift was in a small rectangular box, and Song Ci suspected it contained something like a gem.
She opened the box and saw what was inside. Her eyes froze for a moment, then quickly became blurry. Tears fell on the contents of the box. Song Ci looked up and asked Han Zhan, "How did you find this?"
Inside the box was an ancient black wood hairpin, carved by Nangong Xian himself as a gift to Dugu Jie over six hundred years ago. When the gift was given, Dugu Jie was still only a crown prince, not yet crowned emperor.
The last time Nangong Xian saw this hairpin was in the bedroom of Emperor Taiping Dugu Jie.
That year, at court, all the ministers pressured Emperor Taiping to appoint an empress. However, Emperor Taiping had someone in his heart, and he refused to do so. In his heart, only Nangong Xian could sit on the throne!
Nangong Xian saw that Dugu Jie was about to incite public outrage. If she didn't appoint a queen, she would be condemned. If this led to chaos in the court, both she and Dugu Jie would be guilty. Nangong Xian went to the palace to persuade Dugu Jie to appoint a queen, but Dugu Jie made a request: she should sleep with him.
That morning, Nangong Xian woke up and found the black wooden hairpin under Dugu Jie's pillow.
That was the last time Nangong Xian saw the hairpin.
That night, she served him in bed all night without getting any rest. He bullied her like crazy, leaving red marks on her body one after another.
She slept with him for one night, and in return she was given an imperial decree to be crowned queen the next day.
More than six hundred years have passed. All the things belonging to Dugu Jie, whether well-preserved or damaged, should have been put into the Cultural Relics Bureau.
Song Ci caressed the hairpin, her mind consumed by Nangong Xian's emotions. She lowered her head, tears streaming down her face as she spoke, "Your Majesty..." Only then did she realize she'd made a slip of the tongue. Shaking her head, she added, "Six hundred years later, this hairpin is still intact..."
When Han Zhan heard the word "Your Majesty", he felt a little dazed.
He took Song Ci's hand and told him, "Sheng'er embalmed this hairpin and placed it in my cenotaph along with other burial objects. It's been in the Cultural Relics Bureau since it was unearthed. I was able to get it back through Zhou Wu's connections."
"Sheng'er is a good child." If reincarnation really exists, I hope Sheng'er will be born into a good family in the next life.
Han Zhan took out the hairpin and said, "I don't have long hair now, so this hairpin can only be used by you." The hairpin was not differentiated by gender. Han Zhan wanted to tie Song Ci's hair, but found that he didn't know how to do it.
He held the hairpin and sighed, "I remember that in those days, after marriage, a woman's hairpin had to be inserted by her husband himself." He glanced at Song Ci with some resentment, a look of regret on his face, "But I never had the chance to insert a hairpin for you once."
"I felt extremely regretful at that time, and I hoped that in my next life I could be born into an ordinary family, have freedom in marriage, and not have to bear the rise and fall of the entire country." Although my childhood was a bit difficult in this life, I finally fulfilled my wish in the second half of my life.
Song Ci felt very uncomfortable, and she said, "Come, I'll teach you." Song Ci held Han Zhan's left hand and taught him how to use a hairpin to tie his hair into a bun.
Han Zhan silently memorized the instructions and said, "From now on, put your hair up every day. I want to put a hairpin in it for you."
Song Ci curled her lips and muttered, "No way. Don't you feel aesthetically tired of wearing your hair in a bun every day? Big wavy shawls are popular now. How can I, who is at the forefront of fashion, wear my hair in a bun every day..." As she spoke, Song Ci saw that Han Zhan's eyes became dangerous.
She swallowed silently and whispered, "Well, let's do it." At worst, she would change her hairstyle after Han Zhan went to work.
"Let's go back."
Han Zhan pulled Song Ci back to the house. As they walked along the road, Song Ci pouted and complained in a dull voice, "You didn't even sing a birthday song with me. Happy birthday to me."
"No cake." Han Zhan said.
Song Ci: "Then you have to sing too!"
Han Zhan couldn't do anything to her.
When he reached another streetlight, Han Zhan paused and broke off a branch from the garden's thicket. He squatted on the ground and drew a round cake shape in the dirt beside the road. He then drew a candle on the cake and wrote "25" on it.
Putting down the branch, Han Zhan stood up, clapping his hands and singing softly with his beautiful violin voice: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Cibao..."
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