"Don't scare me like that again. Do you know how scared you were just now?"
Xiao Jin swallowed the tears without showing any emotion, and carefully pulled the quilt up for her. Although he scolded her softly, there was no hint of reproach in his voice.
"But Your Majesty was the one who frightened me first. Your Majesty is wicked."
Song Lingxi noticed that Xiao Jin's mood had improved a lot, so she wanted to leave Xiao Jin's embrace first, at least to put on her clothes.
Unfortunately, Xiao Jin, having finally been embraced by her, was determined not to let her go, his hands tightly gripping her small waist, his eyes deep and burning with desire.
"Where is Xi'er going?"
"Your Majesty, I would like to get dressed."
Xiao Jin thought to himself that they were still in mourning and felt a pang of regret, but it was good to help Xi'er get dressed.
"I'll help you."
"emperor!"
"Be good, I won't touch you."
Xiao Jin gently coaxed Song Lingxi, making it hard to believe that he was a high and mighty emperor.
The palace servants outside the door exchanged glances, finally believing the rumors they had heard.
The emperor and empress were in perfect harmony, their love unwavering.
...
Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and Xiao Jin's spirits and temper visibly improved.
Song Lingxi left Song Lingyu in the Princess's residence for three months, living in constant fear, and deliberately kept her there until today to deal with her.
Because July 13th was the day in her previous life when she entered the palace, was humiliated by Song Lingyu, and was thrown into a brothel. Now the tables have turned, and it's Song Lingyu's turn.
Phoenix Palace.
The palace furnishings were particularly simple and plain. This was because she later learned of the Empress Dowager's passing and, as a way of showing her filial piety, she specially instructed the palace servants to arrange them.
Although it doesn't mean anything, it was the only thing she did for the Empress Dowager.
Xiao Jin didn't say anything at the time, he just patted her hand.
But it was clear that from that day on, Xiao Jin's gaze towards her became increasingly gentle and doting. He would come to Fengyi Palace almost immediately after the morning court session, and it was practically becoming a second imperial study.
Now, no sooner had Xiao Jin left than Song Lingxi sent someone to bring Song Lingyu over.
"Kneel down."
The speaker was the newly arrived Granny Li, who had served Xiao Jin before. She left the palace to marry and then her husband died, leaving her all alone. After the palace coup, Xiao Jin invited her back.
She spoke harshly and sternly, as if disciplining a young palace maid, scolding Song Lingyu until Song Lingyu trembled.
Song Lingyu was not the type to passively accept things, especially since she believed that once she was in the palace, Song Lingxi would definitely protect her.
"You dog of a servant! Her Majesty the Empress is my own sister! How dare you disrespect me!"
"It was I who made her do this, Song Lingyu, my dear sister. It's been so long since I've seen her, and she's still so annoying."
Song Lingxi's voice rang out from behind the screen. She was dressed in a bright yellow phoenix robe with wide sleeves that made her look even more majestic. She was adorned with phoenix hairpins and gold hair ornaments, exuding a magnificent aura.
"This servant greets Your Majesty the Empress!"
"Get up."
"Song Lingyu, why don't you kneel?"
Song Lingxi sat on the phoenix throne, in the same position as in her previous life, except that the two had switched identities: one was a high-ranking empress, and the other was a prisoner.
"Sister, I'm your own sister! Sister, have you come to save me?!"
Song Lingyu, however, seemed not to hear her, continuing to ramble on about things she herself didn't believe.
However, halfway through her speech, Granny Li kicked her in the back of the knee with a "bang," forcing her to kneel whether she wanted to or not.
"ah!"
“Song Lingyu, you must know that the Princess’s household has committed treason and should be executed along with the entire family, but considering that you are my sister—”
When Song Lingxi finished speaking, she deliberately paused for a moment, and sure enough, she saw Song Lingyu's eyes suddenly light up, and a hint of contempt in her eyes.
Song Lingxi smiled, her charming smile captivating, but her words took a sharp turn, chilling and piercing Song Lingyu's heart.
"Hahaha, my dear sister, I know your temperament, so I've specially found you a good place: Drunken Spring Pavilion. What do you think?"
"What?! Sister, no, Your Majesty! I know I was wrong, I was rude, but you can't lock your own sister in a brothel!"
Song Lingyu realized she was panicking. Over the years, Song Lingyu had never taken Song Lingxi seriously. Even if she was the Empress, she would bring her down sooner or later.
Therefore, when Song Lingyu learned that the eldest princess was plotting a rebellion, she also reported the prince consort who wanted to inform the emperor, resulting in the prince consort's tragic death. Traitors deserve to die.
She longed for the day when she could wear a phoenix robe and belittle Song Lingxi to the dust.
Even just now, she didn't take this stupid older sister seriously. In her mind, Song Lingxi should be a pitiful creature who desperately craved the love and respect of her family.
Therefore, Song Lingyu wanted to close the distance between the two from the very beginning, trying to use kinship as leverage to make Song Lingxi obediently offer everything.
But now, everything was going according to her plan, so why did it suddenly change?
"Your Majesty, do you remember when you were little, it was commoners who brought you clothes and jewelry and taught you how to dress up—"
"If you're referring to that time when I was dressed up like a monkey and made to be laughed at by everyone on the street, then I remember it very clearly."
Song Lingxi really did have such an impression. The scene at that time instantly flashed into her mind: the pointing and whispering of passersby, and her father's disdain. She remembered it all.
No!
Song Lingyu couldn't think of anything else, after all, apart from mocking and scolding Song Lingxi, she rarely set foot in Song Lingxi's courtyard, and there wasn't a single warm memory in her mind.
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