Sheng Linyuan lit the stove, cooked noodles, and made fried eggs.
After making a bowl of noodles that looked, smelled, and tasted delicious, she secretly added some ingredients to it, arranged it nicely, and waited for Si Jin to return.
He thought it best to come back later. He reasoned that if the dough lumps up, it would show how long he had been waiting, making it easier to feign pitifulness and set a trap.
Thinking of this, Sheng Linyuan suddenly found it amusing.
He, an emperor, is living more and more like a submissive wife.
But this is good too; it feels more down-to-earth, more like... being in the human world.
But... what will happen when Jinjin regains her memories and discovers that he impersonated Nan Yuan?
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The Imperial Palace, Renshou Hall.
The Empress Dowager had someone pour tea for Si Jin. She originally intended to talk about matters of the court, but for some reason, looking at the young man's appearance, she couldn't help but start talking about the past.
“Before, I lost a child, who was... taken away in exchange for a cat.”
The Empress Dowager lowered her eyes to hide her sorrow, but her voice still trembled as she spoke.
"I didn't even have a chance to see that child again before I was banished to the cold palace for thirteen years because I gave birth to a monster."
Si Jin continued, "Later, wasn't the child found? He is now the emperor."
"No, he is not my child." The Empress Dowager was somewhat agitated: "I vaguely remember that the child had a small peach blossom mark on his arm, but he doesn't."
He said it was because he was naughty as a child and scraped off a piece of skin, but I didn't believe him, so I secretly dripped blood to test the kinship, and the blood didn't mix.
"But at that time, he was indeed the best person to save me from the cold palace. Because of this, I haven't dared to look for my child for so many years."
"If that child were still alive," the Empress Dowager slowly raised her eyes, her gaze fixed on Si Jin, tears welling in them. "He would be about the same age as the young master."
For some reason, Si Jin felt a dull pain in her heart when she was stared at by that gaze.
He knew that these were the lingering emotions of the original owner. In fact, before the original owner died, he had already guessed most of his own background.
He was originally a prince, but Shen Zhiyu took his place and became the emperor!
But before any of these things could be proven, they were all ruined by Shen Zhiyu's scheme.
Si Jin took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions that didn't belong to her. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Zheng Yingqin bring over a teacup.
But he accidentally smashed the teacup and then accidentally cut his finger.
Does the Empress Dowager want to verify this?
Let her be then.
Ultimately, the outcome and the decision she makes are up to her.
After Si Jin left, the Empress Dowager hurriedly instructed Zheng Yingqin to take out her blood and mix it with her own.
She stared intently at the bowl in front of her, not wanting to miss a single moment.
In the end, he watched helplessly as the blood mingled together, tears streaming down his face.
Zheng Yingqin quickly advised, "Your Majesty the Empress Dowager is of noble birth; please take good care of your health."
The Empress Dowager covered her mouth and nose, tears streaming down her face. After a long while, she finally spoke in a trembling voice: "What use are golden branches and jade leaves? They can't even protect their own children."
"Only by wielding absolute power and bearing the infamy of the world can he protect himself, protect himself!"
… …
Si Jin returned to the Duke's mansion at 7 PM.
Sheng Linyuan leaned against the dining table, almost falling asleep while waiting, before he finally saw the person.
His lifeless eyes immediately lit up: "Young Master, you're back so late. The noodles are all soggy. I've been waiting for you for so long."
"Oh?" Si Jin sat down beside him. "So, I can't just not eat this noodle dish?"
"Of course not." I said that, but what I was really thinking was: I don't have to eat it, but just in case, I added something to the tea.
But Si Jin gave him face and ate a bite of noodles. Just as Sheng Linyuan happily raised the corners of his lips, he heard a servant knocking on the door.
"Young Master, there is a letter for you."
"This noodle dish is really awful." Si Jin put down her chopsticks before asking, "Who sent it?"
"Miss Nan Yuan."
Nanyuan...
Before Si Jin could react, Sheng Linyuan was stunned.
Will his beautiful dream end soon?
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