After thinking for a while, Zhu Xinning finally spoke up: "Zhe'er... I don't think this poem is appropriate..."
Why is it inappropriate?
Jing Zhe blinked at her.
"This poem... was it really written for me?"
Zhu Xinning didn't dare to look Jing Zhe in the eye directly, and asked cautiously.
The first half of the poem is alright; although it's not as shocking as Jing Zhe's previous poems, it's still quite brilliant.
But what touched her most were the last two sentences.
A glance is enough to see each other, yet a single step feels like crossing a fortified city.
Although the two could see each other every day, it was only because they were siblings. If one were to delve into other feelings, then even if they met, they would not be able to confide in each other.
Isn't this exactly what it says?
She could easily meet him, but she could never get close to him as his lover.
This was supposed to be a sad story, but the last sentence was a stroke of genius, leaving Zhu Xinning completely stunned.
Even if love is separated by mountains and seas, mountains and seas can be leveled!
The two people's relationship was like being separated by a high mountain and a deep sea, which was extremely difficult, but he said that the mountain and the sea could be leveled for the sake of love!
If this was truly written for her, then the meaning expressed in these verses is all too obvious, isn't it?
Thinking about this made me even more embarrassed.
"Of course."
Jing Zhe smiled.
The original poem's last line was "Mountains and seas cannot be leveled," and he only changed one word, but the meaning was completely different.
"But…"
Zhu Xinning remained silent for a moment, then finally mustered her courage, looked up at Jing Zhe, and said earnestly, "But if people see what this poem says, they might think you... have other feelings for my sister..."
For some reason, she suddenly wanted to ask him in person and hear what he really thought.
But she regretted it as soon as she asked.
If his answer is yes, then how should we get along in the future?
Just as he was lost in thought, Jing Zhe said, "Let others think what they want. They can't control what they say, can they?"
Then he stood up, walked behind Zhu Xinning, put his hands on her shoulders, and said with a smile, "Also, this poem of mine describes the helplessness I felt after I went to Pengzhou and was forced to separate from my second sister! But even if this longing is as deep as the sea and as high as the mountains, it cannot withstand the feeling of missing you!"
"..."
Upon hearing this explanation, Zhu Xinning suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, for some reason, she felt a faint sense of loss.
He couldn't help but ask, "Is it really... like that?"
Jing Zhe leaned down, whispered something in Zhu Xinning's ear.
"However, this explanation was written in the newspaper for others to see. As for the real explanation, it's actually the same as what my second sister thought!"
Zhu Xinning was taken aback: "What I was thinking... What was I thinking? Besides, how would you know what I was thinking?"
Her face was flushed like a budding flower. Luckily, she had her back to Jing Zhe, otherwise she wouldn't know how to face him.
"Of course I know, because...that's what I think!"
After saying that, Jing Zhe quickly slipped away before Zhu Xinning could react.
Zhu Xinning sat there blankly for a long time before she came to her senses. When she turned around, Jing Zhe was already gone.
She had a silly grin on her face, and her eyes were full of tears.
He got up unsteadily, carefully picked up the Xuan paper on the stone table, stared at the poems on it, and liked them more and more, afraid of wrinkling them even slightly.
This is the first poem he wrote for me, and it's this kind of love poem that makes me blush... Hmm, that's wonderful!
Back in the room, she spread the Xuan paper on the bed, thinking that when Xiangru returned, she would ask someone to frame the poem and hang it in her boudoir so that she could see it every time she opened her eyes. Just thinking about it made her feel wonderful.
He then went to the inner room, opened a drawer, and took out the letter that Jing Zhe had brought from Pengzhou. He looked at it again and again before reluctantly putting it back.
It seems... that's possible...
...
When I arrived at the front yard, I could see a chubby little boy with a small bunny on his head running around in the yard from afar.
It has to be said that Hanhan has great stamina; he didn't look tired at all.
The little girl Xiangru squatted beside them, watching them with a somewhat vacant look in her eyes. She held a withered blade of grass in her hand, aimlessly drawing something on the ground.
"Silly boy, let's get ready to go!"
"oh."
Upon hearing Jing Zhe's voice, he answered sheepishly and put the chubby boy down. Zhu Tangwen was somewhat disappointed.
"Little fatty, can I come every day from now on?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Tangwen was overjoyed.
"good!"
Xiangru, who was standing next to him, also stood up, and her words almost made Jing Zhe kneel down.
"Young Master, are you finished? How come it was so fast?"
"..."
Jing Zhe glanced at her, and only relaxed after confirming that she didn't mean anything by it: "You little brat, if you can't speak properly, don't talk nonsense like that, saying things like 'fast' and 'slow'!"
Xiangru pouted: "It's obviously very fast!"
"I just asked my second sister to write a poem. Of course, it will be quick to write a poem. Don't overthink it."
"Just writing poetry?"
Xiangru tilted her head back, her eyes bright.
"Nonsense, of course it's just writing poetry."
"oh…"
After hearing this, Xiangru was clearly disappointed. She looked at Jingzhe, hesitated several times as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she said nothing and quietly left.
Jing Zhe touched his nose, somewhat helplessly.
It seems... he was looked down upon by the little girl?
...
Xiangru didn't look down on Jingzhe, she just felt it was a pity.
She had followed Zhu Xinning for a long time, and she knew better than anyone else the hardships Zhu Xinning had endured in the Zhu family, the grievances she had suffered, and the difficulties she had faced in the court. Therefore, she felt extremely sorry for her young lady and had thought many times that a man would appear who could marry her and relieve her of such suffering.
With Zhu Xinning's looks and talent, there were indeed many men around her, but Zhu Xinning never took a liking to any of them. Of course, it wasn't just her; even Xiangru herself felt that although those men were not bad, they seemed to be somewhat lacking in terms of being worthy of her young lady.
She never knew what she was missing until Jing Zhe appeared, and then she realized that what she was missing was called love.
You could tell from the way Zhu Xinning looked at Jing Zhe that it was filled with deep affection.
At first, Xiangru didn't think much of it, assuming it was just a sister's feelings for her brother, since the two hadn't seen each other for over ten years, which was normal.
Later she realized that it seemed...not...
Ever since meeting Jing Zhe, Miss would sit by the window in a daze whenever she had nothing to do, and she would often laugh to herself. Xiang Ru was a little scared when she saw this, but later she heard from Miss that she was thinking about her younger brother.
Sometimes I get angry, like when I met Miss Zhang at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Gathering, or when I heard something about "the garden owner".
Although Xiangru was also an innocent young girl, she knew that this kind of behavior was called jealousy!
It's understandable for an older sister to be jealous of other women because of her younger brother, but being jealous of every woman who appears around him is not how an older sister should behave...
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