Feng Yue gripped the bone sword tightly, his dark eyes fixed on Sisi behind him, but she didn't give him a single glance.
He suddenly deflated, letting out a cold laugh, "Is that so? Maybe he's the one who looks like me, and he's the one who's the substitute."
Sisi didn't respond. She was awake, and their chattering was really too noisy. "You may all leave now. I have other matters to attend to."
Feng Yue turned and left.
The three bowed and left. Sisi looked at the person on the bed, her gaze carrying a hint of gentleness.
Do you still remember me?
Nalan Ce coughed twice, "Your subject naturally remembers the Princess, and thanks the Princess for saving my life."
After saying that, he stood up and bowed deeply to Sisi.
"You don't remember me?"
Sisi was somewhat disappointed. "Never mind, you should get some rest. I'll be leaving now."
Nalan Ce didn't understand why she was so concerned about this issue. He clearly knew her. "Your Highness, I know you. I know you are Princess Chang."
Her gaze was indifferent, far less intense than it had been at the beginning, which made Nalan Ce feel uneasy.
Thinking of what those male favorites had said, he spoke with difficulty, "Your Highness, is it really as that male favorite said, that you are using me as a substitute for someone?"
"Don't overthink it. Just rest and recuperate at the Princess's residence. If Lord Nalan wants to go back, the Imperial Household Department will send someone to escort him back tomorrow."
She had to find a way to condense Zhou Qiyan's soul within this one day, no matter what; she couldn't wait any longer.
Watching her retreating figure, Nalan Ce coughed twice, pressed his fist against his chest, got out of bed, walked to the dressing table, and sighed when he saw the face inside.
This face is exactly the same as Feng Yue's.
Therefore, one of them must be a substitute. It was originally thought that Feng Yue was the substitute, but His Highness became indifferent and calm towards him, and he couldn't figure out his feelings.
Thinking of the injury on his arm, a ruthless glint flashed in Nalan Ce's eyes. Those old bastards couldn't hold back any longer.
When he returns to the Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion, he will definitely turn the mansion upside down and make those old geezers shut up!
Sisi was pondering how to retrieve the soul when Fu Yuan vomited blood again. A servant came to report that his snake venom was acting up and there was no hope of recovery.
When she rushed over, she saw that both Fu Yuan's soul and Zhou Qiyan's soul were trying to break free from his body, and not far away, the Black and White Impermanence were already waiting.
Upon seeing her, the Black and White Impermanence fled.
"How did it suddenly get so serious?"
The servants who were serving him cried, "I don't know why his condition has worsened. This morning, the prince consort only ate a bowl of lotus seed soup. He seemed to be worrying about something, and then the poison took effect after he finished eating."
The bowl of lotus seed soup was still on the table.
Sisi glanced at it and saw that it wasn't poisonous.
To save or not to save?
Sisi stared blankly at Fu Yuan, whose face had turned ashen on the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Go and invite Young Master Feng Yue, as well as Nalan Ce from my room."
Chunxiang dared not disobey and immediately went to invite him.
Nalan Ce came, but Feng Yue did not.
"Your Highness, Young Master Feng Yue is not in the manor. Young Master Fan said... said..." Chunxiang was covered in cold sweat.
"say what?"
"It is said that Young Master Feng Yue went to the brothel."
Sisi rubbed her fingertips together and sent Nalan Ce back. After sealing Fu Yuan back into his body, she walked out, saying, "Watch him and don't let him leave this room."
Chunxiang lowered her head. "Your Highness, where are you going?"
"The brothel".
"ah?"
If word got out that a princess of high status would go to a brothel to capture a male concubine, wouldn't that invite criticism?
Chunxiang was extremely anxious, but she couldn't stop her and could only watch helplessly as she left.
When Sisi arrived at the brothel, she immediately spotted a figure leaning against the window on the second floor. He was drinking, and several courtesans were dancing around him, all dressed very scantily.
Yu Xue was also there, looking very worried as she spoke to him while sipping her wine.
"You have quite the refined taste."
He glanced at him and sneered, "You're nothing compared to me. Nalan Ce is the eldest son of the Marquis of Zhenguo, far superior to me. Why doesn't Your Highness spend more time with him?"
"Your Highness, don't listen to his nonsense!" Yu Xue stood up drunkenly. "He... he likes you, but he doesn't dare to say it. He's a coward!"
Feng Yue's face turned cold. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Your Highness, please don't believe me, I like it..."
"I know."
Sisi looked at him calmly, "You like Yu Xue. On the wishing lantern you released that day, you wrote 'May we be together year after year.' What a wonderful wish."
Feng Yue stared at her coldly.
"How about I grant your wish?" Sisi glanced at Yu Xue, looking at her drunken face, and laughed, "Then I'll let you and Yu Xue get engaged and get rid of your lowly status."
"No, no, no, he doesn't like me." Yu Xue waved her hands repeatedly and anxiously pushed Feng Yue, "Explain quickly, explain to His Highness quickly."
She's a supporting female character, meant to bring the male and female leads together. If she tries to get the male lead engaged and married to her, she's definitely doomed!
She was about to explain, but Feng Yue wasn't. He reached out and pulled Yu Xue into his arms, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
"Great! I like Yu Xue. Hurry up and arrange our engagement. It would be best if we got married tomorrow."
"Are you crazy?" Yu Xue struggled.
"I'm not crazy. Since Your Highness has spoken, I will naturally listen to Your Highness. What would I be crazy about?"
With every word he spoke, his gaze was fixed intently on Sisi, as if trying to tear apart her cold demeanor.
Sisi smiled faintly, "Alright, but before the engagement, you have to come back to the princess's residence with me."
"I'm not going back!"
"It's not up to you."
Yu Xue suddenly fainted, and Feng Yue's expression changed. Just as he was about to move, he was bound tightly.
"What is the Ghost King's body made of? Is it a soul, or is it something that has been taken over by others?"
Sisi pinched his throat with her fingertips, forcing Feng Yue to tilt his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.
What do you want to do?
"A timid person will not receive love."
Sisi let go of his hand. "Since you have Yu Xue in your heart, I will naturally grant your wish. Feng Yue, tomorrow is your wedding with Yu Xue. I will make the arrangements."
He wanted to say something more, but Sisi silenced him with a kiss.
Back at the princess's residence, Fu Yuan had already woken up. Seeing her and Feng Yue beside her, he felt extremely sad and said, "Senior sister, you don't want me anymore."
The word "senior sister" shocked everyone present.
Why would the prince consort call the princess "senior sister"?
Sisi didn't respond. After dismissing the maid, she set up a protective barrier. Fu Yuan didn't understand. "Senior Sister, what are you doing?"
Nalan Ce was also puzzled. "Your Highness, this..."
"Doesn't the Prince Consort realize that a memory that doesn't belong to him has appeared in his mind?"
Fu Yuan did indeed have some more memories in his head: Yu Jin, Qian Qiu, his senior sister, and him; he was Xiao Si.
These memories felt forced upon him; they didn't belong to him at all, and he had no recollection of ever meeting these people or doing these things.
"So, what exactly happened?"
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