Song Lingxi felt somewhat ashamed, after all, in her previous life she worked in a brothel and was exceptionally well-informed. Although it was somewhat difficult to investigate her past life, she had actually managed to find out some things.
When I found out, my third aunt had already passed away in the capital, some years ago.
They say he died of illness, but judging by the timeline, it was probably around this time. I don't know if it's too late now.
Song Lingxi felt a little relieved after hearing that Xie Changling had sent people to search for her and had also sent someone back to the Prime Minister's residence to retrieve her dowry list.
Everything is ready, except for the east wind.
...
"Alright, wipe your tears. Now that we're at the Song residence, let's go and meet them first."
Xie Changling cupped Song Lingxi's small face and gently wiped away her tears. He looked at her red eyes, which were looking at him with a pitiful expression.
Xie Changling's heart was completely melted. He wished he could be the one crying. How could someone be so lovable, so dear to his heart?
Song Lingxi's eyes were red, and her nose was also red from crying, which was particularly noticeable on her fair and snow-white face. Xie Changling liked her, but it was not convenient for outsiders to see.
Xie Changling sent a servant to call over the maid from another carriage: "Go, call one of them over to help the young mistress with her makeup."
A moment later, Qingxin's voice rang out from outside, calling out to the young master in a sweet voice, which made Xie Changling frown and get goosebumps: "What's that voice? Change it."
Song Lingxi blinked, feeling that the voice sounded somewhat familiar, like the voices of courtesans soliciting customers in her memory. Was this little girl trying to seduce her husband?
Song Lingxi has never been one to keep secrets. She glanced at Xie Changling's sleeve, and when he leaned down to whisper in her ear, she said, "She's seducing you."
Xie Changling kissed her little face with satisfaction, his eyes smiling, clearly very happy: "Silly girl, you've finally been smart for once."
"Now that you know she's seducing your husband, what should Xi'er do? You can't just do nothing. If you let her run wild, she'll become a tiger. It's not impossible for a maid to turn on her master."
Xie Changling patiently guided her, teaching her the ways of survival in the inner quarters: a servant who is too powerful will bully his master; if you don't suppress him as soon as possible, he will be the first to come after you once he gains power.
Song Lingxi was a bright student who understood things quickly, and all sorts of ideas went through her mind.
Guided by Xie Changling, she tried to speak.
"The closer she is to us, the greater her ambition will be if we send her to work on the estate. But I don't want to get involved in any deaths, so of course I'll send her far away."
After Song Lingxi finished speaking, she looked at Xie Changling with her clear, almond-shaped eyes full of expectation, as if she was looking forward to something.
"Well, not bad."
Looking into those eyes, Xie Changling couldn't bring himself to say anything to blame her. Besides, Xi'er was a kind-hearted person who would spare someone's life without harming her own interests.
However, this kind of thinking is very easy to backfire in this era where people can eat each other alive. After all, being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to oneself.
This was the survival rule of the Tianqi Dynasty. However, looking at Song Lingxi's innocent little face and her even more lively black eyes, Xie Changling suddenly couldn't bear to ruin this beautiful moment.
"Alright, alright, you've already done very well to get this far." Xie Changling patted her head. "Bodhi is inherently free of dust; do not let it be tainted by dust." He did not insist any further.
Just then, Huixin's voice came from outside the carriage: "Young master, young mistress, this servant is here to help the young mistress with her hair and makeup."
"Come in."
Seeing that the young maids who came this time were much more obedient, Xie Changling felt relieved. He then gave them space in the carriage and got out of the carriage himself.
...
The wait wasn't long this time, but Xie Changling still miscalculated a bit, because when he stopped the carriage in front of the Song residence, passersby would glance at him.
Even worse, some people were pointing and whispering at him. Although he couldn't hear what they were saying, Xie Changling still felt a little uncomfortable.
Xie Changling examined himself, especially his attire. He wore a dark red, round-necked, bamboo-patterned long robe with wide sleeves and auspicious clouds embroidered in gold thread at the hem, with a faint golden light shimmering around it.
Although it's a bit eye-catching, there's nothing wrong with it; it's the most common type of clothing for men these days.
Xie Changling's ears turned red. He rarely showed his face and lived a secluded life. Even when he did go out, it was only to attend important banquets. How could he attract so many onlookers?
"Liu Zhuang".
Xie Changling couldn't bring himself to ask, so he assigned his personal servant to inquire.
A moment later, Liu Zhuang ran over and whispered in his ear, "Young master, today is the day Her Highness the Princess is to betroth her son to Miss Song as his principal wife."
"They all guess that you are the young master of the eldest princess, saying that you are handsome and dashing, and that you and Miss Song are a perfect match."
Upon hearing this, Xie Changling's face immediately darkened. What kind of talk was this? He and his wife were a match made in heaven. These strangers were always spouting nonsense.
"Liu Zhuang, today is the day the young mistress returns home after three days. Go to the carriage in the back and get some osmanthus sugar. Distribute it to the neighbors so they can share in the joy and have good luck."
After Xie Changling finished speaking, he saw that the eyes of the passersby had changed. Some were embarrassed, and some were at a loss. They all silently accepted the osmanthus candy and bowed to him as a thank you.
...
"Husband?"
Everyone present was about to leave when they heard a clear and melodious voice, like celestial music, which made them all stop and listen.
The carriage curtain was slowly lifted by a delicate, fair hand, and everyone gasped, as if frozen in place, their feet rooted to the spot.
What a face it was!
"Stunningly beautiful" is not enough to describe her beauty. The woman possessed the clearest and most transparent eyes in the world, with crystal-clear pupils that were captivating and mesmerizing.
The woman had fair skin, a small oval face, and exquisitely crafted features that were beautiful in every way, creating a harmonious whole.
She smiled sweetly, her eyes bright and her teeth white. Although so many people were looking at her, it seemed that only Xie Changling was in her eyes, and she paid no attention to anyone else.
Song Lingxi slowly extended her slender fingers. Xie Changling quickly understood and stepped forward, extending his large hand for her to place it on his finger.
As they made their move, those watching felt a growing sense of jealousy, and longed to rush forward and separate the two.
How could a fairy be defiled by mortals? She was born to be high above, untouched by the dust of the world. No one has the right to touch her; they can only look up to her.
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