Life was not easy for women in ancient times.
Many rules and regulations bind them, requiring them to conform to the rules in everything they say and do.
Ning Zixi was someone they envied since childhood.
Because of the Duke of Wei.
At that time, the Duke of Wei was practically a regent, holding absolute power in the court.
He wielded immense power.
Yet this same man loved his sister and daughter dearly.
When the Seventh Prince came to propose marriage, the Duke of Wei asked Ning Zixi several times before agreeing. He said he didn't want her to be unhappy, and that if his Zixi was to marry, she should marry someone she liked.
He didn't care about the person's family background or social status.
Of course, if his sister is unhappy, he will bring her back immediately.
He kept his word.
Furthermore, the Duke of Wei returned power to the emperor. The emperor personally proposed marriage to Ning Changxi, but the Duke of Wei did not immediately agree, saying he hoped the emperor would not force Changxi and that he needed to return and consult Changxi's opinion first.
However, Ning Changxi's fate was not good either, even worse than her aunt's.
At least her aunt Ning Zixi has returned home, while she is trapped in the Cold Palace, unable to escape.
"Brother, if I were to marry the Seventh Prince and he treated me like this, would you come to my rescue?"
A young woman watched the carriage drive into the Duke of Wei's mansion and couldn't help but ask a question.
The man standing next to her reached out and patted her head. "What are you thinking? With your looks, the Seventh Prince would never look at you. Don't worry, you definitely won't marry the Seventh Prince."
girl:"--"
This can't be his biological brother; they might have been switched at birth.
The vermilion gate slowly closed, shutting out all curious gazes from the outside.
As soon as the door closed, Ning Changxi peeked out first before getting off the carriage and personally helping Ning Zixi down.
Ning Zixi was holding an infant in her arms.
"Changxi, slow down a bit."
Ning Hong also got off the carriage.
"Butler, have the kitchen prepare some of the dishes that our two great-aunts like to eat today," Ning Hong said with a smile.
Butler Wei remained silent, his expression somewhat serious.
"What's wrong with that expression?"
Ning Hong also stopped smiling, her brows furrowing slightly.
Butler Wei had always treated him and Zixi like his own children, and Changxi even more like his own granddaughter. Now that Changxi and Zixi had both returned home, he shouldn't have such an expression, no matter what.
"What happened at home?"
"The Emperor has arrived."
"What?"
Ning Hong suddenly raised her voice, "Who did you say is here?"
"It is the Emperor."
Butler Wei was also in a somewhat unpleasant mood.
He was at home preparing to welcome his two most beloved aunts home, but unexpectedly, he was greeted by the Emperor first.
Logically speaking, the Duke of Wei's mansion and the Emperor should no longer have much contact. Why would the Emperor suddenly appear, especially since the Duke himself is not here?
Butler Wei reluctantly settled the person in the flower hall.
The emperor was not pleased and insisted on resting in his young mistress's room.
"So, His Majesty is currently in Changxi's room?"
"Um."
Butler Wei nodded heavily.
"Damn it," Ning Hong cursed inwardly.
Are all emperors this possessive?
That was true of the emperor back then, and it is true of the emperors of this world.
Ning Hong gritted her teeth and quickly ran towards Ning Changxi's room.
I haven't been back to my room in a long time.
Ning Changxi was in a very good mood.
Grandpa Wei treated her very well and kept her room very clean.
She twisted her neck and decided to change her clothes first.
"Go and keep watch at the door, don't let anyone in," Ning Changxi said to the maid beside her. This maid was named Xiaoxi, the one who had accompanied her into the Cold Palace before.
However, before Xiao Xi could leave, the beaded curtain in the bedroom rustled. Ning Changxi was startled and saw Song Zhuo walk out from inside.
"You, you, you—how did you get here?"
Ning Changxi rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Was there something wrong with her eyes, or was she feeling unwell and hallucinating?
"Changxi, it's been a long time."
"No, that's not right. How did you get here? You shouldn't be here!"
"Your Majesty, you must not be disrespectful to the Emperor."
Seeing Ning Changxi's attitude, Sanfu, the eunuch serving Song Zhuo, quickly reminded her, "Your Highness, it's time to pay your respects."
"Oh, right, Your Majesty, I pay my respects."
"This servant greets Your Majesty."
Xiao Xi acted quickly, kneeling down hastily.
"Get up."
Song Zhuo's gaze fell on Ning Changxi. After not seeing her for a while, she seemed to have gained a lot of weight.
He was so thin in the palace, but he gained weight as soon as he returned to the Duke of Wei's mansion.
"You all go out first."
"yes."
As soon as Song Zhuo finished speaking, Ning Changxi quickly turned around and prepared to leave.
Song Zhuo: "..."
He quickly reached out and grabbed Ning Changxi.
"I told them to leave, not you to leave."
"Your Majesty, it seems that there is nothing good between us."
Ning Changxi swallowed hard; she really didn't want to be in the same room as Song Zhuo anymore.
"What? You've come to dislike me?"
The eunuch's words from that day still echoed in his ears, and even after so much time had passed, he still found them bothersome.
Are you going to find Xing Feng?
"Huh? What does Guan Xingfeng have to do with this?" When did she decide to go find Xingfeng?
"Didn't you think about the punishment of sealing your body?"
"Of course I haven't thought about it." He's doing just fine, why would she think about him?
"It's good that you didn't think about it." Song Zhuo reached out, put his arm around Ning Changxi's waist, and buried his head in her shoulder.
This was his favorite gesture, and also the gesture that most easily softened Ning Changxi's heart.
only--
"Your Majesty, isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Ning Changxi shifted his body, suddenly feeling a little awkward.
"Changxi, I'm tired, let me hug you."
Ning Changxi was resisting him.
This realization made Song Zhuo feel inexplicably sad.
"How did we end up like this?" Song Zhuo tightened his grip on Ning Changxi's waist.
He and Ning Changxi were childhood sweethearts.
He knew from a young age that Changxi would definitely be his future wife.
Ning Changxi, with his back to Song Zhuo, couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Why did it turn out like this?
Isn't this all your own doing?
She's fallen for someone else.
"Your Majesty, it's really nothing. You see, you don't like me anymore, so why don't you just let me fake my death and leave the capital? That way, Your Majesty can appoint someone you like as your new empress, and everyone will be happy, won't you?"
Ning Changxi raised his hand and patted him on the back.
I have so many childhood habits that I can't easily change them all at once.
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