He didn't know that this beauty had no interest in him at all, yet he still insisted on approaching her. He couldn't distinguish between good and bad words, and people who are used to being flattered only know how to make excuses for themselves.
These words, whether in her past life or this life, are always being said to Song Tangxue. They all boil down to one thing: Song Tangli is her younger sister, so she should give in to her.
But why should she be the one to compromise? Song Tangli stole her things, Song Tangli usurped her place, so why should she be the one to suffer in silence?
“It’s dangerous by the pool, Tangxue, let’s go back first.” Li Zhaoxian stretched out his hand to Song Tangxue: “Ali has already punished the servants for what happened today, and they won’t do it again.”
"And what about her?" Song Tangxue suddenly found it amusing that Li Zhaoxian had clearly noticed Song Tangli's actions but still chose to cover it up.
Just like Song's father, even though he knew Song Tangli was the murderer, he still chose to push himself out to take the blame. It seems that Song Tangxue has only one role since birth: to keep taking the blame for her younger sister.
Everyone would choose Song Tangli without hesitation; it seems to be an established rule.
Song Tangxue didn't name names, but both of them knew perfectly well who she was referring to. Li Zhaoxian did the same thing as Song's father: "Ali has just taken charge of the household, so there are bound to be things she can't take care of. You're her older sister, there's no need to be so petty."
This is implying that she's being immature. Song Tangxue chuckled, her watery eyes gazing at the bright moon behind him without answering his question.
"And I've also heard that you got back the Empress Dowager's dowry from your sister, so you didn't lose out in this matter." Li Zhaoxian's matter-of-fact attitude didn't stir any waves in Song Tangxue's heart, but she found her past self a bit laughable.
Song Tangxue lowered her head slightly, looking at herself reflected in the shimmering water: "But that was originally mine."
Li Zhaoxian was speechless.
These slightly resentful words stirred up Li Zhaoxian's memories. Yes, whether it was the title of Miss Song or the dowry that originally belonged to Song Tangxue.
Song Tangxue smiled gently, her smile carrying a sense of composure, as if she didn't care: "Alright, Your Highness is tired today, so go back and rest early."
After saying that, she walked forward on her own, trying to shake off Li Zhaoxian, but Li Zhaoxian stubbornly followed her into Chang Le Palace: "Tang Xue, listen to me."
"If Your Highness still wishes to discuss my sister's matter with me, then I will not keep you company." Song Tangxue's pace quickened, and the palace servants behind her ran out of breath.
Even after entering the gates of Chang Le Palace, Song Tangxue still couldn't shake off Li Zhaoxian. A flash of disgust crossed her brows, and she gritted her teeth: "Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Li Zhaoxian suddenly grabbed her hand, but Song Tangxue pulled away as if pricked by a needle. Li Zhaoxian sighed, "I know you're unwilling, but Ali..."
Song Tangxue closed the door and leaned against it with a sigh of relief. The play was finally over, and she could avoid Li Zhaoxian again tonight.
Song Tangxue was in a good mood, and her restrained appearance vanished. Xiao Xizi, who had discovered the shocking secret, lowered his head and remained silent. Cui Xi helped him into the palace.
Once Song Tangxue entered the room, Xiao Xizi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had seen many resentful women in the deep palace, but he had never seen one who wished her husband would stop coming.
The decorations inside the hall had been completely renewed, and ice was even provided for the sweltering summer, but Song Tangxue found it mocking.
Li Zhaoxian was turned away, and Shan Xing stepped forward to drape a cloak over her shoulders: "Your Highness, it's late. Why don't you go back and rest early? Tomorrow is the return visit to your parents' home. When you return with the Crown Princess, she will surely be overjoyed."
Yes, it's the homecoming gift on the third day.
"I have neglected Tang Xue before." Li Zhaoxian slowly returned to his palace against the night wind, his apologetic words disappearing into the light rain.
The palace maids brought water for washing feet. Gazing at their reflections in the water, they couldn't help but think of the stunningly beautiful woman reflected in the shimmering water.
A stunningly beautiful face was reflected on the lake, so beautiful it seemed otherworldly.
Li Zhaoxian thought about it and wondered why he had disliked Song Tangxue so much before, since she hadn't done anything wrong.
Thinking of Song Tangxue inevitably brought to mind Song Tangli, who had been by his side for many years, and he felt extremely melancholy. He couldn't very well ask the family doctor to treat that kind of illness.
The physicians in the Crown Prince's residence are all transferred from the Imperial Medical Academy and are subordinate to the Emperor. If this were to be reported to the royal family, Song Tangli would certainly not be able to be protected.
In the end, it was still his own bias. Song Tangxue's gaze pierced Li Zhaoxian's heart. At this moment, his mind was in turmoil: "Shanxing, go and fetch some wine."
Shan Xing whispered, "Your Highness, there is an early court session tomorrow. The Emperor has been quite critical of you lately. You should restrain yourself."
Li Zhaoxian raised his eyes to look him over, his dark pupils scrutinizing him: "You are the person my father gave me, but you must understand who your master is."
The warning in his words made Shanxing sigh. He went to fetch some wine for the man, but good words were no match for that damned devil.
He was never His Majesty's man from the moment he was bestowed upon the Crown Prince. However, the Crown Prince was suspicious by nature and had no real ability. If it weren't for the Empress's reputation, he wouldn't have been chosen as the Crown Prince.
Unfortunately, even though he was incompetent, the tradition of primogeniture ensured his position as crown prince, unless he died.
He will later become a mediocre and incompetent ruler.
It had rained today, and it should have been damp and chilly, but the wine only grew warmer as he drank. Li Zhaoxian loosened the collar of his inner robe, and a palace maid serving by the bed stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Does Your Highness wish to rest?"
Li Zhaoxian glanced at her hazily, his eyes immediately falling on her eyebrows, long and slightly raised. He raised his hand and stroked her eyebrows, murmuring to himself, "Distant mountain eyebrows, they really resemble her."
Li Zhaoxian staggered to his feet, and the palace maid Liuli carefully helped the crown prince up. Shan Xing did not stop him; Liuli was a person bestowed upon him by the palace.
He knew about these little schemes, but he couldn't control them.
"Your Highness, it's late. Are you still going out?" Liuli's voice was charming and alluring, with a small red mole at the corner of her left eye, passionate and seductive.
Li Zhaoxian pushed her away, and Liuli cried out and fell to the ground. Li Zhaoxian got up and walked quickly outside, with Shanxing following closely behind.
As Li Zhaoxian left the palace, Liuli rose from the ground, no longer pretending. Her exquisite figure leaned against a golden pillar in the palace, watching Da Kai leave with a mocking expression.
Lacking ambition, indulging in romantic love and physical pleasures.
This is the crown prince of a country. It's really funny, the downfall of a country must start from the root.
Li Zhaoxian stepped outside and was hit by a cold wind. His mind cleared up a little, but that was all. He walked unsteadily, not saying where he was going, but just trying to figure out which direction to take.
Shanxing stepped forward, shook out his cloak, and draped it over someone's shoulders.
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