Chapter 2203 [Extra] The Conquest in Progress: Your Highness
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This relationship...
Surprisingly, it matches Jinjin's adventurous personality.
There should be plenty of room for maneuver.
Lin Yuan nodded silently, and did not start a big fire as Xiao Yao had imagined.
On the contrary, he readily accepted the memories belonging to the original owner of the body.
The original owner's name was Jiang Linyuan. She was once the most famous courtesan in Xisheng. She was learned and talented, and she sold her art but not her body.
He could sit and discuss philosophy with scholars and writers, observe the general trend of the world, and many officials recommended him to serve in the court and offer advice to the country.
However, the Western Sheng Emperor was incompetent, levied exorbitant taxes, and indiscriminately killed innocent people.
The original owner's family were loyal subjects, but they all died at the hands of the emperor, and their entire clan was exterminated.
He was spared from death because of his young age, but he was enslaved and would never be able to hold his head high again.
The original owner harbored resentment towards Emperor Xisheng and was unwilling to associate with him, so he consistently declined all the officials' recommendations.
The problem is that not long ago, the Xisheng Emperor, who was "eager for talent," found him, knelt before him, and said that he had great talent for governing the country and bringing peace to the nation, and begged him to go to Dongqi to negotiate peace for the sake of the entire Xisheng Dynasty.
The original owner reluctantly agreed, but unexpectedly, upon arriving in Dongqi, he discovered that the Emperor of Xisheng was only interested in his good looks and wanted to give him to the old Emperor of Dongqi, who was fond of men, as a peace offering.
How tragic it is that a noble and virtuous playboy, a hero in the hearts of scholars and poets, is about to enter the harem of a foreign country and serve an elderly woman in her sixties.
Unable to bear the humiliation any longer, the original owner committed suicide before the banquet began, with poison stuck in his teeth.
After that, Lin Yuan transmigrated and took his place to complete this humiliating peace-seeking ceremony.
After accepting the plot, Lin Yuan breathed a slight sigh of relief. His wooden clogs clicked as he walked, and soon he arrived in front of Si Jin.
When he stopped, he even twisted his ankle on purpose.
As she tilted her body, the thin red gauze dress closest to Si Jin slipped down, revealing a patch of snow-white skin on her shoulder, instantly causing a group of civil and military officials to crane their necks and stare at her.
But Lin Yuan would never allow himself to make such a mistake.
He immediately stood up straight and gathered his clothes with his hands.
With her thin lips slightly pursed, she maintained a calm and elegant demeanor, but upon closer inspection, one could discern a hint of domineering arrogance in her phoenix eyes.
Does this mean... that they look down on the ministers of Dongqi?
Sitting to one side, Si Jin's gaze swept over Lin Yuan twice before she looked away without any interest.
Those who consider themselves superior, like Ji Kang, do not live long in this chaotic world of warring states.
It's pointless.
Lin Yuan: ? ? ?
It seems that Master's amnesia is really thorough; he's lost interest in him so quickly QAQ.
Overwhelmed with disappointment, Lin Yuan slowly lowered his head and bowed to Emperor Dongqi.
The slight upturn of her lips conveyed displeasure, yet it perfectly piqued Emperor Dongqi's interest.
The young lady is quite fiery; she's interesting.
He turned his gaze and gave a signal to the eunuch beside him.
The eunuch immediately understood, stepped forward, cleared his throat, and shouted, "Our Emperor enjoys listening to the zither. This old servant has heard that Young Master Jiang's zither skills are also exceptional in Xisheng."
"Ordinary people have to make a reservation three months in advance to hear this song, and it costs a thousand taels of gold to buy just one piece. Why don't we open our eyes to this today?"
A musician who prides himself on playing the zither is tricked by his own emperor into coming to an enemy country and suffers such humiliation.
Lin Yuan slowly clenched his right hand, the bulging veins revealing his obvious reluctance.
Unfortunately, the envoy from Xisheng was too cowardly, so he could only step forward, sit down in front of the wooden zither made of phoenix-shaped paulownia wood, and slowly lower his hands.
With a slight touch of the fingertips, melodious piano music flowed out.
At first it was mild, but it gradually became radical, as if it wanted to speak out against the injustice of the world.
Those present gradually became mesmerized, and Si Jin slowly turned her head away as well.
I picked up a cup of tea, intending to enjoy the music while sipping my tea, when suddenly I heard a "bang".
The string broke.
The next instant, a powerful surge of internal energy rushed straight towards him along with the broken string.
A moment later, splash—
The teacup shattered, and a shard of porcelain pierced my fingertip, drawing out a string of blood droplets that dripped onto the pristine white edge of the jade plate.
Clang, clang, even the food smelled of blood.
Si Jin paused for a moment, and her usually calm eyes finally changed. Her gaze shifted slightly and slowly locked onto the direction of Lin Yuan.
To be honest, in this dimension, Si Jin is exceptionally alluring.
Her hair was white down to her waist, her eyes were light-colored, and she had a naturally beautiful crimson spider lily on her forehead.
If you look closely, you can see that he has two pupils, one large and one small, in his left eye, a startling double pupil, which is perfectly matched with the vermilion beauty mark at the corner of his eye.
Her smile is so captivating, it's like she can draw people in.
A red dress draped over her body, a faint smile playing on her lips. Her demeanor was extremely gentle, yet one could clearly sense danger within her.
His Highness's hand is bleeding!
The singing and dancing abruptly stopped.
For a moment, everyone present held their breath, like trembling little devils awaiting the judgment of the King of Hell.
Lin Yuan's heart also tightened.
It seems that Jinjin's revenge is progressing smoothly.
He broke the string, originally just to test the waters, but now, his master's prestige was just too high.
Finally, when Emperor Dongqi turned his face away, the living Yama, whose fingers were bleeding, murmured something.
"Father, I want someone from you."
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