All the images lit up, and each face seemed to have a name and deeds.
The gray town in my memory began to have color. The busy street outside the door, Aunt Zhang busy in the courtyard, and the man in the clothes of a constable all had familiar faces.
"Xiu Xiu, I bought you your favorite beef patties today. You have to kiss me before you can eat them..."
"Xiu Xiu, these red bean earrings are for you. The boss said that red beans grow in the south, and they are the most nostalgic."
"Xiu Xiu, eat more meat, you look so thin..."
"Xiu Xiu, if I have to find a reason, I think it's because I like it..."
Standing in the bustling town, Shen Xu finally remembered everything. During this time, she had been wondering how she became a female prime minister, why she set out, and why she stayed.
Now, all the questions have been answered, and the broken memories have all been connected together to form a complete and uninterrupted picture.
She had loved this man so deeply, not just on a whim, nor simply because of his beauty.
Just as she had sworn earnestly, she was willing to become his wife as a free and equal, without any coercion or repayment.
Shen Xu came back to her senses and saw that she was lying on the bed, and Song Lin was standing in front of the bed with his back to her, with a hint of anger in his low voice.
"You'd better tell me the truth. What do you want to do by hiding in Miss Ye's closet?"
"Uh..." Yan Ze and Murong Yan looked at each other awkwardly, communicating with their eyes how to kill him and silence him.
"Princess Shen, aren't you in the Southern Territory? How did you sneak into Yong'an City? You brought two men to hide in Miss Ye's closet. Are you trying to assassinate her?"
"Young Master Jiang, actually..." Ye Wanqing huddled in the corner awkwardly. She scratched her head, having just heard their conversation behind the bed curtains. She felt that Song Lin's stance was very subtle, and he was not a complete supporter of Murong Yao.
Song Lin pulled out the Embroidered Spring Knife hanging on the shelf, and said in a low voice full of danger, "It seems that you have discovered my secret. I'm afraid I can't let you leave here."
"Axu--Miss Ye is ill, and the princess actually came to visit her secretly." Murong Yan quickly protected Ye Wanqing behind him and said, "We didn't hear anything. We came from the southern border, and no one would believe us."
"Then we can't let you go. Why are you still wearing Ye Fan's clothes?"
"The princess asked me to dress like this. We have all kinds of clothes in the southern border." Yan Ze spread his hands and gestured wildly with his eyes, asking Murong Yan whether he wanted to take action.
Murong Yan covered his face and shook his head slightly. He had seen Song Lin's martial arts before. He could fight with Fu Yi for several rounds. Not to mention that he was holding the Embroidered Spring Knife, even if he was unarmed, the two of them might not be his opponent.
He was just thinking about making up something to fool people when Shen Xu suddenly jumped up from the bed and hugged his neck from behind.
"Alin."
Murong Yan let out a cry of help, but before he could react, Yan Ze rushed forward and stabbed two needles into Song Lin's arm holding the knife, and the Xiuchun Knife fell to the ground with a clang.
Song Lin did not rush to fight back, but carefully protected the people behind him.
"Brother Yan, don't, don't—"
Before Shen Xu finished speaking, Murong Yan rushed forward and punched Song Lin in the face, leaving a red mark on his handsome face.
Ye Wanqing quickly stepped forward and picked up his Embroidered Spring Knife, but she didn't know how to use the knife. For a moment, she forgot her martial arts and held the knife in her hands, at a loss.
"Stop, everyone stop." Shen Xu quickly stopped everyone.
…
In the slightly awkward atmosphere of the room, the three of them sat in a row, watching Shen Xu gently apply a towel to Song Lin's face.
"I'm sorry, I was a bit too harsh." Murong Yan spoke, breaking the stiff and cold atmosphere.
"So you're not actually Miss Ye, and he's your real brother. They sneaked into the General's Mansion to visit you, pretending to be Miss Ye?"
Murong Yan, who was originally thinking about how to make up a story, quickly responded: "Yes, yes, yes."
"Brother Yan, don't mislead me. A-Lin is not an outsider."
Yan Ze muttered, "He just wanted to twist my head off."
Shen Xu placed the towel in the basin and stood in front of him, "Alin, there are some things I need to tell you, but I'm afraid you can't accept it."
"Well, tell me. I can accept anything." Despite this, Song Lin was still a little flustered by her mysterious look and started to make random guesses in his mind.
"Actually, she is Miss Ye. Four years ago, we swapped bodies due to some inexplicable circumstances."
Shen Xu briefly recounted the story of the body swap. Before Song Lin could react, Ye Wanqing said indignantly, "Then she was plotted against by that bitch Xu Wanrong...
I tell you, that bitch is definitely after your beauty. Even if she becomes the queen, she won’t give up and still wants to drink Ah Xu’s blood…”
Song Lin digested the information roughly and thought that Yanyang Country was too chaotic. It took him a lot of effort to sort out the grievances and hatreds of his father's generation. His wife's family seemed to be even more complicated.
"Anyway, it was you who met me when you went to Haoyue Country?"
Shen Xu nodded, and gently stroked the bruised part of his face with his fingertips, the pain on his face was beyond words.
Song Lin breathed a sigh of relief, held her hand and asked her to sit down, "Your name is Ah Xu, are you the real Princess Shen?"
"Um."
Song Lin suddenly thought of something and frowned slightly, "Fu Yi is your brother."
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