She did not follow Ji Huai, but knelt quietly in the mourning hall.
Whenever someone came to pay her respects, she would cry softly, tears rolling down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string, and she looked extremely pitiful.
The guests all said that she was deeply in love and heartbroken.
But in fact, the reason why she cried like this was not because of her inner sorrow, but because she secretly smeared some pepper spray on her handkerchief.
Because of her outstanding appearance, the guests could hardly take their eyes off her. Among them were not only Ji Zhang's classmates and friends who came to mourn, but also his mentor Mu Xingzhi.
Mu Xingzhi has a face as white as jade, a slender figure, and a cold and desolate temperament. Dressed in green, he looks like a thin bamboo, proudly upright, yet dry and cold.
Ji Shen was there too. Seeing Mu Xingzhi looking at Yun Yuan, he was afraid that he would be confused, so he couldn't help but remind him.
"Master, the woman crying is Ji Zhang's widow, Yun. Don't be fooled by her heartbroken crying; it's just a fake performance. She hasn't even stood by the coffin for a moment in the past few days."
Hearing Ji Shen's words, Mu Xingzhi slowly withdrew his gaze.
He could naturally sense that Yun Yuan's crying was a bit of a performance, but it was undeniable that she was indeed beautiful and charming.
Dressed in plain white, she is like a pear blossom blooming on a branch, fresh and refined, with the brightness and moisture of morning dew. Such beauty really attracts people's attention and makes people want to possess her.
He asked with great interest, "From what you said, you have a grudge against the Yun family?"
Ji Shen told Yun Yuan about how she slandered Yan Xiaoman.
Then he said, "She once asked a student if he would marry her, but he had someone else in his heart and rejected her. She became resentful of my wife and always opposed her. She even married Ji Zhang because he lived next door to me."
Mu Xingzhi knew Yan Xiaoman.
He has had anorexia since childhood. Food that is delicious to others tastes like chewing wax to him. Occasionally, when he eats the dishes cooked by Yan Xiaoman and finds them better than those cooked by ordinary chefs, he often asks Ji Shen to bring him food.
Because of this friendship, he always takes extra care of Ji Shen and often gives him special treatment. The two of them are now both teacher and friend.
In his opinion, although Yan Xiaoman was not ugly, she was not beautiful either. Compared with her, Yun was so beautiful that it seemed as if they were from a different world. Ji Shen rejected her courtship, which showed that he really loved his wife.
Mu Xingzhi looked at Ji Shen and secretly compared him with Ji Zhang. Ji Zhang was handsome, which was good, but compared to Ji Shen, he was indeed slightly inferior. However...
Mu Xingzhi said in a tactful way, "You and I have been standing here for a long time, but Yun Shi has never once looked at you. Are you being a little... self-indulgent?"
Ji Shen was slightly stunned. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Yun's attitude. After all, she had always been like this.
He thought confidently: If she didn't have special feelings for him, why would she cling to her wife so tightly? Isn't this attracting his attention?
"Perhaps this is just her way of playing hard to get." Ji Shen said with certainty, "Now that Ji Zhang has unfortunately passed away, she will definitely come to me again. By then, Master, you will naturally understand."
Mu Xingzhi couldn't help but ask doubtfully, "Are you saying she will agree to be your concubine?"
Ji Shen nodded and replied, "It's not impossible, but Master, don't worry. I am devoted to Xiao Man and will never be influenced by her."
After hearing this, Mu Xingzhi was speechless.
Such a beautiful woman, even if she became a widow, there would still be many people who wanted to pursue her. How could she be willing to be someone's concubine?
Mu Xingzhi looked at Ji Shen helplessly, sighing in his heart, hoping that he would not be too naive.
Yun Yuan was tired of crying. The skin around her eyes was stinging and she felt like she was going blind.
Ji Huai was entertaining guests, and the Ji clan was busy in the mourning hall. Yun Yuan blinked uncomfortably and planned to find some water to wash.
Suddenly she bumped into someone and couldn't help but let out a soft "hiss".
"Be careful." The man's voice reached her ears, as clear and pleasant as the sound of broken jade beads.
Yun Yuan covered her forehead with her hands. The man's breath made her take a step back, then she raised her head and looked at him.
At this moment, her eyes were red, and crystal clear tears gathered in her eyes, as if the flowers in the early morning were condensed with dew, or like the jade trees piled with snow, so beautiful that it made people feel distressed.
He could smell her delicate fragrance.
Mu Xingzhi's breathing suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
However, Yun Yuan just said "sorry" and left, and Mu Xingzhi felt lost.
Along the way, Yun Yuan kept thinking about the identity of this man.
Just now, she was so busy crying in the mourning hall that she didn't pay attention to the guest's name. Now thinking back, he seemed very similar to the teacher who helped Ji Shen in the plot.
She didn't remember her teacher's name, but she remembered that he liked the food cooked by Yan Xiaoman.
Today is not the right time, Yun Yuan thought. It’s just cooking. She must snatch him away from Yan Xiaoman’s camp.
Although Ji Huai was entertaining guests, his eyes were always following Yun Yuan.
Seeing that she bumped into someone, my heart tightened and I chased her towards the backyard.
Mu Xingzhi couldn't help but squint his eyes. Ji Zhang had only passed away for a few days, but his wife was already being thought about by his own brother. How could this be possible?
Marriage between uncle and sister-in-law was expressly prohibited by the imperial court.
Yun Yuan found some water by the well, and impatiently scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on her face, then slowly rubbed her eyes.
Finally, her eyes were no longer so burning, and she casually wiped her face with her hand, shaking off the water droplets in her hand.
Turning around to meet Ji Huai's gaze, Yun Yuan gave an awkward smile and then glared at him: "What are you looking at? Can't you let me wash my face when I'm hot?"
"No." Ji Huai snatched her handkerchief very quickly.
"This thing hurts your eyes, don't use it anymore. If you're worried about people gossiping, I'll tell them you fainted from crying. Come out after the funeral and I'll bring you food."
Unexpectedly, Ji Huai would say this. Yun Yuan widened her eyes to confirm that she had not heard wrong.
Is this still possible? What should I do? She is so moved.
She hesitated, "Aren't you Ji Zhang's younger brother? How...will this be disrespectful to your brother?"
Is this disrespectful? Ji Huai thought, if he knew what he was thinking in the future, wouldn’t he jump out of the ground?
He said, "Brother loved you the most when he was alive. If he were still here, he would definitely not let you work so hard. The clansmen are busy with the food and guests. You don't have to worry about anything."
Yun Yuan was persuaded and patted his shoulder with a smile: "Then everything is left to you. Your brother in heaven will be deeply moved to see your dedication."
Ji Huai: I’m afraid he’ll start cursing.
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