Chapter 67: The favor you received by impersonating me, isn’t it…
The guards left, Jiang Yueying's face was still pale, and her petite body was shaking slightly, like a yellow leaf drifting in autumn.
Xie Yuting hugged her tightly, half holding her in his arms. His wide sleeves covered the girl's slender body, like a solid barrier, protecting her in front of him.
She leaned against his chest, heard his strong heartbeat, and suddenly felt a sense of security.
Although the other party did not say a word, she inexplicably felt that as long as she stayed in his arms, she would not be afraid of wind and rain.
"Why aren't you talking?" Xie Yuting spoke softly, as if coaxing someone.
Jiang Yueying's ears felt itchy and flushed, and she could hardly bear this kind of tenderness.
"Don't you want to see her?"
Hearing the other party's soft question, Jiang Yueying bit her lower lip, holding back the sour tears.
I suddenly felt so wronged, wanted to be a little willful, and wanted to say bad things about my sister.
She nodded and complained, "My sister must be here to cause trouble for me. Last time she tried to steal my kitten, and I don't know what she's trying to steal this time. Why didn't she let me go even when she came to Liang State..."
"It's okay, let's just ignore her," Xie Yuting pinched her cheek, "Let her get herself into trouble. If she gets angry, she'll probably go back to Jiang Country in disgrace."
Jiang Yueying nodded vigorously, agreeing very much with Xie Yuting's words. No matter what Jiang Yueying's purpose was, as long as she ignored her, the other party wouldn't be able to commit fraud, right?
Feeling much more relieved, she tilted her head slightly and rested her head on him.
The two of them sat in each other's arms, she smelled the pleasant scent, dozed off, and had a peaceful nap.
Xie Yuting never tolerated people he disliked. Even when Jiang Yueying came to the Eastern Palace, he did not go out to meet the guests. He asked the servants to arrange a room for Princess Jiang Guo and did not ask any more questions.
Until evening, when the sun sets and dusk falls.
When Xie Yuting and Jiang Yueying were having dinner, Jiang Yueying, who had been having a big tantrum in the house, came late and walked into the flower hall.
She was wearing a cinnabar-colored skirt, an orange shawl hanging between her arms, and had gorgeous peony-colored makeup on. With her eyebrows raised, she looked bold and assertive.
"Hey, why don't you call me when you come to eat?" She sat directly opposite the two of them like the host.
This is where the host has his meals. As a guest, Jiang Yueying should eat somewhere else.
It is considered rude to enter without permission.
It's a pity that Jiang Yueying doesn't care about etiquette.
As soon as she arrived, Jiang Yueying dropped the silver chopsticks in her hand onto the table with a clatter, and pursed her lips as she looked at her sister who had come with ill intentions.
Xie Yuting looked at the visitor with a stern tone: "Princess Anle has come from afar. Why did you choose to come to the East Palace instead of visiting the beautiful mountains and rivers of Beiliang? Is there anything rare here?"
Jiang Yueying curled her red lips and said, "Didn't I say I came to visit my sister to reminisce about the past?"
His gaze turned to Jiang Yueying, his eyes full of warning.
Jiang Yueying looked at her for a long moment, clenched her fists, and said, "I don't want to reminisce with you."
After she finished speaking, Jiang Yueying on the opposite side immediately changed her expression and stared at her fiercely, as if saying: How dare you offend me?
At this moment, Xie Yuting quietly held her hand under the table and squeezed it encouragingly. As their fingertips rubbed against each other, Jiang Yueying's heart settled down.
Don't be afraid and ignore bad people.
Someone backed her up.
Jiang Yueying said: "Sister, if you want to stay for a few days, feel free to do so. Just don't stay here." Her tone and manner showed the attitude of a host.
Hearing this, Jiang Yueying was immediately furious. Did this damn girl think she was a scoundrel? Great, she had really become much bolder after coming to Liang State. Was it because she had been wearing the phoenix skin for so long that she really thought she was nothing?
She stared at him intently, her pretty face becoming somewhat ferocious.
"We are not familiar with each other." Jiang Yueying added slowly.
Xie Yuting chuckled and happily picked up some food for Jiang Yueying, filling her small bowl.
Jiang Yueying glanced down and complained, "I took too much and can't eat it all."
"You said you can't eat, do you want me to feed you?"
Her cheeks flushed: "No..."
She lowered her head and ate her meal obediently. Xie Yuting beside her poured her tea with a smile. The two of them ate in a loving manner. In Jiang Yueying's view, this was a naked provocation!
These two people didn't take her seriously at all!
She tried her best to make her presence felt, but the two people opposite her seemed to be blind and deaf, flirting with each other unscrupulously without even paying her any attention.
The scene of love and affection stung Jiang Yueying's eyes. She stared at Xie Yuting's smiling face, recalling his contemptuous provocation on the stone bridge that day.
It turned out that Xie Yuting was only mean to her, and was extremely affectionate to her sister.
It's really hateful to watch.
She gritted her teeth, and a hint of malice flashed in her eyes.
"Aying, feed me."
"I've been feeding you for more than half a month, do you have any shame..."
Xie Yuting didn't care about that. He pointed at his mouth, his peach blossom eyes sparkling.
Anyone would fall for these eyes.
Jiang Yueying muttered to herself that she was spineless and always seduced by beauty, while she picked up a piece of braised pork with silver chopsticks and handed it to the man's lips.
"You didn't feed it like this before."
"That's feeding medicine, it's different from this!"
Xie Yuting saw the girl's angry and embarrassed look, and happily swallowed the braised pork she fed him, staring at the girl without blinking.
Being stared at by his scorching gaze, Jiang Yueying felt that he was not eating her flesh, but was trying to devour her alive with his eyes...
clang.
The eight-immortals table shook violently.
The harsh words continued endlessly. Unable to bear it any longer, Jiang Yueying's head was covered with veins, and she walked away in anger.
The hall was finally quiet.
It turns out that ignoring the other person really works.
Jiang Yueying breathed a sigh of relief and prayed in her heart that Jiang Yueying would be angry and return to Jiang Kingdom as soon as possible, and not disturb her and Xie Yuting's peaceful life again.
For some reason, Jiang Yueying looked at Xie Yuting with a strange look, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Let's continue eating."
"Have a bowl of plum soup."
The moon was at its zenith, its bright light casting shadows, creating a warm atmosphere in the flower hall.
…
The next day, Xie Yuting went to the Ministry of Justice to handle official business.
Jiang Yueying was studying in Jingshu Hall. The girl was wearing a light yellow skirt and a shark-toothed gauze cover, sitting gracefully.
The spring breeze is so lazy and comfortable. I lean against the window frame, flipping through the pages of a book. The gentle breeze passes through my fingertips, bringing with it the fragrance of books.
When she happened to read something interesting, she would curl up the corners of her lips and her cheeks would be as bright as spring peaches.
Jiang Yueying walked in with an unhappy look on her face, and what she saw was a picturesque scene.
I vaguely remember that when a certain counterfeit just came out of the cold palace, she was still timid and cowardly, but now she has been pampered. Not only is she dressed brightly and attractively, but her temperament has also been transformed and she has become a bit noble.
If you don’t know, you might really think she is Princess Anyi.
A nameless anger rose in my heart, burning more and more fiercely.
She kicked the door open and walked in with a frown on her face, her eyes revealing undisguised contempt.
The loud noise startled everyone. Jiang Yueying looked towards the door in panic and saw her sister coming towards her aggressively. Her heart was pounding.
Judging from the other party's posture, he doesn't want to challenge her to a duel, right?
Jiang Yueying didn't bring her sword, so she had to hold the scroll tightly in her arms and pretended to be calm: "Sister, do you have something to talk to me about?"
"I am not worthy of being called your sister." Jiang Yueying said sarcastically.
"Sister, just say what you want to say." She didn't want to get entangled with her.
Jiang Yueying sneered: "You've been here for a long time. Have you forgotten your identity, Jiang Yueying?"
Jiang Yueying didn't understand why the other party suddenly mentioned this matter. She had said when she was married off that from now on, she was the real Princess Anyi and her old identity should be completely forgotten.
"I don't understand what you mean, sister."
"Why are you pretending?" Jiang Yueying raised her eyebrows and said arrogantly, "To tell you the truth, I have my eyes on Xie Yuting. Just give me your place back."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueying's face suddenly turned pale.
With a crack, the scroll fell to the ground.
There was a buzzing in her ears, her lips were pale, and she trembled as she said, "Sister, what are you talking about... I'm already married to Xie Yuting, are you going to marry me too?"
Jiang Yueying looked at her as if she were an idiot: "Jiang Yueying, you don't really think Xie Yuting likes you, do you?"
"From the beginning to the end, you have been imitating my every word and action. Even if Xie Yuting likes you, it is the me you are impersonating that he likes." Jiang Yueying's words were like a sharp sword, piercing the girl's heart mercilessly. "Isn't it time to return the favor you gained by impersonating me?"
She approached step by step. Jiang Yueying lost all her strength and slumped on the wooden chair. Her thin body was shaky and looked like a flower about to wither, gray and colorless.
Every word sounded like a curse, lingering in my ears.
Jiang Yueying was deliberately humiliating her. Jiang Yueying understood, but she also understood that what the other party said was right...
She was indeed playing the role of a sister, and the person Xie Yuting liked was never her.
When she woke up from her beautiful dream, she was defeated by the cruel reality. Her round eyes became empty and lost their former vitality.
"No..." She bit her lower lip, trying to refute her words.
Jiang Yueying looked down at him and sneered, "Is it so hard to admit that you're a fake? I'm afraid he doesn't even know your real name, right?"
"Oh, I almost forgot," Jiang Yueying said, "Not many people in this world know your name."
"After all, Jiang Yueying and Jiang Baozhen are both me."
"Who do you think you are, Jiang Yueying?"
Jiang Yueying covered her ears, unwilling to listen anymore. She murmured, "I won't leave Xie Yuting... Impossible..."
Jiang Yueying grabbed her arm and threatened in a low voice: "Your identity was stolen. If the truth comes to light, what qualifications do you have to stay in the Eastern Palace and be the Crown Princess?"
"If you just leave quietly, I can still give you some face."
"Even if I leave, what identity will you have to marry into the Eastern Palace? My twin sister?" Jiang Yueying knew Xie Yuting. He was not a fickle man and would never agree to let his sister marry him.
"Don't you understand, 'Return the property to its original owner?'" Jiang Yueying gave her a disdainful look. "From now on, I am the Crown Princess of Liang. You will return to Jiang as Princess Anle. It just so happens that my father misses you so much, so you should go back and keep him company."
Finally understanding what the other party meant, Jiang Yueying actually wanted to directly exchange identities. After all, they looked the same and ordinary people couldn't tell them apart.
How ridiculous, how absurd.
"You have no idea what I've been through here...you'll be exposed." Jiang Yueying clenched her fists.
In just over half a year, she and Xie Yuting experienced so much.
The chaotic wedding night, the kidnapping at Mingquan Temple that was avoided dangerously, the surprise birthday gift, his hidden true strength, the original sword technique he taught himself, the royal hunting trip that he narrowly escaped death... every single one of them is unforgettable.
Why could Jiang Yueying take away everything she and he had experienced with just a few words?
Hearing this, Jiang Yueying said with disdain: "Isn't Qing Ge here? Why don't you just let her tell you everything? Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Jiang Yueying took a deep breath and looked directly into Jiang Yueying's eyes: "I won't leave."
She couldn't leave Xie Yuting without saying a word, and she took the initiative to give him to someone else. This would not only be unfair to herself, but also disrespectful to Xie Yuting.
Xie Yuting is a living person, not an object to be fought over.
Jiang Yueying's expression instantly turned cold and she sneered: "You are quite stubborn, just like your wet nurse."
When Jiang Yueying mentioned her wet nurse, her expression changed drastically.
"You don't know, I was the one who killed your wet nurse," Jiang Yueying said calmly, as if discussing a trivial matter. "I was still young at that time. She appeared out of nowhere and said she wanted to take me to see my sister. She was a mad woman, so I had someone drug her."
Jiang Yueying's eyes were bloodshot, she couldn't believe that the murderer she had been looking for for many years was right in front of her!
She stepped forward and grabbed her collar, her eyes red: "She didn't do anything wrong, how could you be so cruel!"
Jiang Yueying pushed her away and said, "You are talking nonsense and saying that I have a younger sister. That's wrong. You deserve to die."
The other person's beautiful face was full of sarcasm. In her eyes, human life seemed insignificant, as easy as crushing an ant.
How could someone be so cold-blooded?
Jiang Yueying continued, "I'm just telling you that your wet nurse has a daughter outside the palace. I've brought her to Liang State. If you return to Jiang State obediently, she can return safely with you."
"Otherwise, I will torture that girl to death with my sword."
The voice was cold and cruel, echoing in the quiet study.
Jiang Yueying was completely desperate and stared at Jiang Yueying as if she was looking at a demon.
She hated her so much, but she couldn't just stand by and watch her die, especially since it was her wet nurse's child...
The other party smiled coldly, as if saying: Foolish kindness.
"I'll give you one night. Tomorrow, when the rooster crows, I want to see you leave the East Palace."
After he finished speaking, he strode away as if he had won a battle, leaving her with an arrogant back.
The wind blew against the window lattice, making a whistling sound.
The girl stood there with her head lowered, two lines of tears flowing down her chin, wetting her tender yellow clothes.
…
The night was filled with fog, and the bright moon cast a hazy glow that enveloped all directions.
The candlelight in the East Palace bedroom was bright. Jiang Yueying lit some calming incense and covered the incense burner.
A faint fragrance spreads and fills the room.
She was wearing a light purple gauze dress, the fabric was as thin as a cicada's wing, and her flesh-colored skin could be vaguely seen. The belt around her waist was loosely tied up, as if it would fall apart at the slightest touch. The outline of her figure was hazy and ambiguous, and the thin nightgown swayed with her steps, like water in April.
After Xie Yuting finished bathing and returned to his room, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the little princess who had been waiting for him for a long time.
The girl at this moment is like a green flower in bud, waiting to be picked.
He walked over to her side and chuckled softly: "Why are you wearing so little?"
Jiang Yueying raised her watery eyes, suddenly stretched out her arms to hug his neck, and the sweet fragrance of osmanthus filled her face.
"I'm ready, can we consummate our marriage tonight?"
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