"Someone like you has the leisure to learn music?"
Si Jin looked up at him, her beautiful peach blossom eyes still wet with tears.
His voice was calm, neither doubtful nor sarcastic, simply asking an ordinary question.
Because he believed that Xiang Linyuan could sing.
"My mother used to sing this song to lull me to sleep."
Xiang Linyuan said:
I'll sing it for you.
"I live at the head of the Yangtze River."
"You live at the tail of the Yangtze River."
I think of you every day, but I can't see you.
"We share the waters of the Yangtze River."
...
I only wish your heart were like mine.
"I will never betray your love and longing."
He repeated the last two sentences three times, until Si Jin was starting to doze off, then he leaned down and whispered in his ear:
"Jinjin, have you finished listening?"
"Mm." Si Jin nodded.
Xiang Linyuan asked again, "Does it sound good?"
"Mm." Si Jin nodded again.
"After hearing that, you can only be my wife," Xiang Linyuan said shamelessly.
“My mother told me that this song is meant to be sung to the one you love. Once that person hears it, he must marry me.”
So that's the purpose of singing?
Si Jin mustered her strength, raised her hand, and gently touched his face, saying:
"Three matchmakers and six betrothal gifts..."
"A proper marriage." Xiang Linyuan continued, then lowered his head and kissed her.
A kiss as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, fleeting and brief.
Xiang Linyuan only turned and left after he had coaxed Si Jin to sleep.
Before leaving, I made sure to close the doors and windows carefully.
Autumn has arrived, and the nights are getting a bit chilly. We can't let the little cat demon catch a cold.
He would feel sorry for him.
… …
The next day, Si Jin discovered that the palace had been reorganized with a new batch of maids and eunuchs.
These people were placed here by Xiang Yinghan, and they are much more dedicated than the previous group sentenced to death.
As soon as he woke up, he rushed over to serve tea and water and prepare clothes.
Si Jin didn't quite understand Xiang Yinghan's thoughts.
When the original owner cherished him, he discarded him like trash.
Now that she doesn't want him anymore, he's all over her with a smile.
But the original owner of this body is already dead.
No one will pay for Xiang Yinghan's naive mistakes anymore.
No one had the time or inclination to play the "chasing-after-husband crematorium" game with him anymore.
After a quick wash and breakfast, Si Jin went to see the concubines who came to pay their respects, as usual.
However, the atmosphere among the concubines was somewhat unusual today.
Before Si Jin could even cross the partition between the inner and outer halls, she heard a cacophony of voices discussing the matter:
"Have you heard? His Majesty stayed at Renshou Palace yesterday!"
"Yes, yes, I also heard that the Emperor even beat Consort Li on behalf of the Empress Dowager! Look, Consort Li's face is still swollen, and she still has to wear a veil to come and pay her respects."
"It is said that Consort Li disrespected the Empress Dowager!"
"Even if it's Consort Li's fault, the Emperor can't stay in Renshou Palace, can he? Where else could he go among the three palaces and six courtyards? He shouldn't have come here! If the whole world hears this, how embarrassing would that be?"
"Don't you know that? His Majesty used to like Young Master Yue Sijin and even wanted to keep him as a concubine. If he hadn't missed the battle for the throne, he might have already..."
"Stop talking, the Empress Dowager is coming!"
A sharp-eyed concubine spotted Si Jin first and immediately reminded everyone to shut up.
The concubines then stood in their positions and bowed their heads in greeting after Si Jin took her seat.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects. May Your Majesty enjoy good health and longevity."
Si Jin waved her hand dismissively and said, "Get up, everyone."
Si Jin's collar wasn't high, and with a wave of her hand, the hickey left by Xiang Linyuan was revealed.
The concubines saw everything.
The concubines froze on the spot in an instant.
how so……
Could it be true, as the rumors suggest, that the Emperor really did... last night?
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