to give oneself
Lin Yueyao ran away as fast as lightning almost as soon as she heard the Crown Prince's cry for help.
Rong Yan couldn't help but think deeper: had his senior sister really fallen in love with the Crown Prince? Otherwise, why would she abandon him without hesitation after hearing his cries for help?
Rong Yan felt a mix of bitterness and resentment, his heart heavy with sorrow.
What kind of bewitching potion did the Crown Prince give his senior sister? If it were him today, she would definitely protect him without hesitation.
But everything changed with the arrival of the crown prince.
Rong Yan stood rooted to the spot, his face ashen.
A woman emerged from behind the bushes, her embroidered shoes, made of velvet, treading on the grass as she gracefully appeared.
"It's little brother Rong Yan."
Shangguan Zhiming asked the question knowingly, and before he could answer, she said, "I just saw Lin Yueyao going towards the Crown Prince's side."
"Little brother, are you going to wait any longer?"
With the princess's decree, Shangguan Zhi was free to enter the palace and had been staying by Li Zhuo's side to take care of him all this time.
I only had time today.
"Why?" Rong Yan didn't understand. He looked lost and was so upset that he was about to cry. If it weren't for Shangguan Zhi, none of this would have happened.
He gave her a complicated look, then left.
Shangguan Zhi said helplessly, "Little brother, I understand your predicament. I am doing this to help you understand yourself."
Rong Yan ignored her explanation and turned to leave.
Shangguan Zhi pressed him for an explanation, "You'll understand."
“If you really want to help me, hand over the treasure mirror as soon as possible. We can exchange one item for another and save the emperor’s life,” Rong Yan said to her, turning around.
A fierce tiger's roar startled the two travelers, causing them to pause in their tracks.
Then came a woman's shrill scream—it was the princess's voice.
Rong Yan leaped onto his horse and galloped away.
At this moment, the tiger pounced on the princess, but Lin Yueyao, with the speed of lightning, stepped over the tiger's back and landed in front of the princess.
The tiger opened its blood-red maw and roared, scaring the two away. The princess was dizzy from the lingering power.
Before closing his eyes, he saw Lin Yueyao standing opposite him with her sword drawn. With a gentle movement, the tiger fell to the ground beneath her.
Lin Yueyao turned slightly to the side, her profile full and smooth, with bloodstains on the tip of her nose, like a piece of unpolished jade mixed with drifting petals.
That one glance will be unforgettable for eternity.
The guards rushed over and sat around the princess, while the prince screamed and ran into the depths of the dense forest. The guards immediately sent people to search for him.
Rong Yan and Shangguan Zhi arrived and found the tiger lifeless. They went forward to inquire about her condition, "Is Senior Sister alright?"
Lin Yueyao merely glanced at the unconscious princess on the ground, indicating that he should be concerned about the person in question.
Rong Yan was completely focused on her, and muttered, "Senior Sister knows."
He was injured and barely had time to take care of himself, let alone care about others.
The princess was so frightened that she fainted and hurriedly rushed back to the palace.
The crown prince was found soon after, looking terrified. After the incident, an imperial edict was sent from the palace.
The emperor was worried about their safety and ordered them to return to the palace immediately, but the princess was still shaken and the order was postponed.
After returning to the palace, she rested for three days. Since being rescued by Lin Yueyao, the princess had not had any contact with her husband. She finally found an opportunity to go to the courtyard where Lin Yueyao was.
"Is Fairy Qingyi inside?"
Lin Yueyao sat in meditation inside the room, her brows slightly furrowed. Was it not enough to pester Rong Yan? What other tricks was he planning to play?
The door creaked open, and Lin Yueyao opened it.
The princess entered the room, and Lin Yueyao sat at the table, with the princess sitting opposite her.
"Princess has come today to express her gratitude to Fairy Qingyi for saving her life," the maidservant said. The princess blushed slightly. "These things are my gifts to the fairy."
The maid carried a tray containing several matching sword sheaths, each one exquisitely crafted.
Wen Qing's heart was overjoyed, and she kept saying how much she liked him.
“It’s beautiful, I appreciate it,” Lin Yueyao said.
The princess still said, "My heartfelt wishes have been delivered. Whether you accept them or not is up to you, fairy. You can do with them as you please, or instruct others to give them away. It's all up to you."
The maidservant, assessing the situation, placed the tray on the table.
Seeing that she did not resist, the princess continued, "That day, I escaped from the tiger's mouth entirely thanks to the fairy's divine power. I am still alive because of the fairy's help. If you don't mind, I would like to be your sister."
Despite the princess's heartfelt words, Lin Yueyao was not moved. "Princess, you need not worry. I saved you only because you are Rong Yan's future wife. Only if you can grow old with Rong Yan will my efforts not have been in vain."
"Does the fairy not believe me?" The princess stood up, and after several attempts to kill herself, she couldn't find the murder weapon. Instead, she stared at the love letter hanging by her bedside.
With a whoosh, a sharp glint flashed, and the princess placed the Questioning Hand on her shoulder. "If the fairy refuses to believe me, I will prove my resolve with my death."
"Princess--"
"Princess, you absolutely mustn't—"
"How could the prince consort possibly be at ease upon learning this—"
"Please, fairy, persuade the princess—"
The maids tried to dissuade her, but the princess was determined to die.
The question was sharp, but it only touched her, and a few drops of bright red blood seeped from the princess's delicate neck.
Lin Yueyao slowly stood up and stared at the princess. "I misunderstood. I beg Your Highness's forgiveness."
Seeing her calm demeanor and cold words, the princess felt wronged and burst into tears, contemplating suicide.
“Fairy, please don’t say such things. If my death can bring you a glimmer of hope, then I will die a worthy death.”
Having said that, he closed his eyes in despair.
Wenqing will not listen to others' orders, nor will she hurt anyone arbitrarily.
Lin Yueyao unleashed a beam of spiritual light, striking the princess's wrist bone squarely.
With a clang, Wenqing fell to the ground, his body went limp, and Lin Yueyao hurriedly caught him.
"It was my fault for making the princess weep." She hugged her around the waist, her arm muscles strong enough to support the princess.
The princess looked at her, threw herself into her arms, and wept for a long time.
She cried for a while, but calmed down after being comforted by her maid.
The two sat at the table and spoke calmly.
"Would the fairy like to see the wedding dress made by the Imperial Wardrobe with me?"
Fearing she might do something drastic, and since she seemed inclined to go out for a walk, Lin Yueyao readily agreed, "Alright."
The princess happily went out the door.
Rong Yan, who was in the house across the street, heard everything that happened clearly; cultivators have sharp ears and eyes.
After she left, Rong Yan went into her room.
The room was simple, with few personal items. He lay down on the bed, covered his head with the blanket, and greedily enjoyed the air.
I felt the pillow she slept on and the blanket she used, and I imagined myself lying in the same place as my senior sister.
After lying down for a while, I got up and touched every part of the room, including the teacups and utensils.
He paced around, his gaze pausing as it landed on the exquisite sword sheath on the table.
It must have been the princess's doing.
He walked to the table with a cold face, placed his finger on it, and pressed it lightly. With a hissing sound, it shattered into grayish-white powder.
After destroying the sword sheath, Rong Yan was completely relieved. He then noticed the books scattered on the desk.
In her memory, her senior sister rarely read books, but when she picked one of them, the image of a man and woman making love was vividly depicted on the page.
Rong Yan felt a chill run down his spine. He almost immediately closed the book, then pulled out several more incredulously. They were all filled with examples of sexual intercourse between men and women.
The book discusses how to please men in bed and how to please women.
Rong Yan's face grew increasingly red, and he gradually seemed to realize something.
My senior sister has always been very virtuous and discerning in matters of love and sex. How could she suddenly be watching such obscene things?
It must have been the prince's idea that my senior sister didn't kill him.
The fact that such a thing could still be left in the room shows that Senior Sister truly admires the Crown Prince.
With the auspicious day fast approaching, the wedding dress made by the Imperial Clothing Bureau was first shown to the women. However, the princess was not satisfied with it. As the auspicious day was about to arrive, the wedding dress still did not meet the princess's expectations, and the palace servants of the Imperial Clothing Bureau were anxious and worried.
The men were indifferent, but the princess was the only one who was dissatisfied.
The original wedding date was set for the Crown Prince and the Princess to marry on the same day.
However, the princess refused to agree. She had tried every possible way to marry him, but Rong Yan couldn't understand why.
These past few days, she's been clinging to her senior sister every day. Could she be harboring some wicked intentions? Rong Yan was worried and followed behind the princess.
The princess was all alone, and seeing that Rong Yan's room was empty, she knocked on Lin Yueyao's door.
Lin Yueyao opened the door, and the princess spoke with her senior sister for a while before the two arrived at a rockery garden.
With no one around, it was the perfect time to have some private conversations.
Rong Yan followed quietly, deliberately using talismans to conceal his presence so that no one would notice.
The princess lowered her eyes, as if she had something difficult to say. "Your Highness does not know, but I have something I cannot say."
Lin Yueyao listened silently, unable to understand what this woman was thinking.
"Ever since the day you risked your life to save me, I have always remembered you." The princess spoke softly, her eyes filled with tears, her brows slightly furrowed. "I think it is such a pity that someone as radiant as you is to marry my brother. Have you ever thought about ending this marriage?"
"Please speak, Your Highness." She didn't like to keep things to herself.
"Has the fairy ever considered changing her husband?" the princess asked again, observing her expression.
"Does the princess have a suitable candidate?" Lin Yueyao raised an eyebrow. Marrying the crown prince was only to get revenge on Rong Yan, so it didn't matter who she married.
"Of course there is." The princess was somewhat excited, her eyes beaming with joy.
"This person comes from a noble family. He used to be a bit reckless, but later he turned over a new leaf and realized his true colors," the princess murmured, her cheeks slightly flushed. "She fell in love with the fairy at first sight and wants to marry him. If the fairy is unwilling, she will never force him."
“According to what you’re saying, Princess, this man has been a womanizer and has seen all sorts of women. How could he possibly be interested in me, a mere side branch?” Lin Yueyao retorted.
"How can a fairy be compared to a mortal? In my heart, a fairy is the best."
The best immortals naturally deserve the best partners.
"How many concubines did this man have? How many male prostitutes did he keep?"
"I have no concubines, and even fewer male prostitutes. I only have a dozen or so male lovers in the household." The princess was slightly nervous.
Lin Yueyao nodded slightly, "He doesn't keep concubines, but he keeps male lovers. Could this person be a woman?"
"Exactly." The princess followed suit, but then realized she had overreacted and quickly stopped.
“Interesting.” Lin Yueyao gave a mocking smile.
Upon hearing this, Rong Yan could no longer control himself. He had already understood the meaning behind the princess's words, but his senior sister was still kept in the dark.
What exactly does this princess mean by daring to make a move on her senior sister?
"Senior Sister—"
His sudden appearance displeased the princess.
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