Chapter 45 [45] The opening is just a mouth, the content is all made up...
【45】/First release
Is it dispensable?
Yun Ran was stunned. When she finally realized what was happening, she felt wronged. "Why would Your Highness think that?"
Sima Jing said nothing, and buried his face in her neck again.
Does this action seem like he is angry with her?
Yun Ran didn't expect to be woken up in the middle of the night because of such a trivial matter.
On second thought, she was indeed inconsiderate. She knew that he was a lonely and aloof person, with no friends or social connections except for the snakes in the palace...
Since she was the one who persuaded him to come to Mount Li, it would be inappropriate to leave him alone in Feiluan Palace.
"Your Highness, please lie down first." She raised her hand and pushed the man who was pressing on her with half of his body: "I can't breathe with you pressing on me like this."
It was fine to hold him normally, but I didn't expect him to be so heavy.
Sima Jing was silent for a long time before he lay back down, but he did not remove his hand from her waist.
"say what?"
His voice was as deep and hard as his body.
Yun Ran was about to push away his hand that was hooked around her waist, but after hearing his tone, she didn't push it away. She just whispered, "I originally wanted to ask Your Highness to go with us to pay our respects and appreciate the flowers, but you didn't say anything, so I thought you were not interested and fell asleep."
Sima Jing was indeed not interested in paying his respects to Queen Dowager Zhao or appreciating flowers with other female relatives.
But seeing that she had considered calling him, the feeling of depression in his chest eased a little.
Seeing that he was silent again, Yun Ran stretched out a finger and poked the man's chest: "Then, Your Highness, is there anything you want to do? Tell me, and I will accompany you."
Her fingers were like cat claws, and the force was neither too light nor too strong, causing an itch.
Sima Jing lowered his head and held her restless fingers. Seeing that she was trying to break free, he squeezed even tighter.
Yun Ran just felt confused.
This person woke her up in the middle of the night just to shake her fingers?
"Your Highness, if you don't speak any more, I will go to sleep."
It's really abominable to disturb people's sleep in the middle of the night!
Just as the evil little man in her heart was roaring angrily, a man's deep voice finally rang out from between the bed curtains: "Horse a horse."
Yun Ran was startled: "Ride a horse?"
Sima Jing: "Yeah."
Yun Ran: "But Your Highness, I don't know how to ride a horse..."
Riding a donkey was fine, but as for horses, she would have to return to the Marquis' Mansion to have the chance to get up close and personal with them.
Sima Jing was silent for two breaths: "I'll teach you."
"That's not impossible."
Yun Ran frowned and laughed: "But Your Highness, you are my guqin master and my riding master at the same time. If this continues, I will really have to teach you Shu Xiu."
She was just joking, but she never expected Sima Jing to say, "Okay."
Yun Ran: “……?”
The corners of her mouth stiffened slightly, and she tried to laugh it off. "Your Highness, stop joking. You're so rich, how could you be interested in my meager salary? Besides, husband and wife are one, so my money is your money."
After he finished speaking, he placed his big hand on her waist and squeezed it: "One request, I will serve as a servant."
Yun Ran: “…”
The profiteers are here again.
Do you really think she is stupid?
"Then I won't learn it."
Yun Ran closed her eyes and pushed his hand away. "I don't believe there's no riding instructor in the entire palace. If all else fails, I'll ask my fourth brother to teach me. He'll definitely agree."
The little girl became familiar with him and was not as easy to deceive as before.
Sima Jing was not annoyed, but instead raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Okay, no need to be bound by the rules."
He held her waist again, and said with a strength that would not allow her to be pushed away: "Just study hard and don't be lazy."
Seeing that he couldn't push it away, Yun Ran gave up.
First of all, it was the middle of the night and she was very sleepy.
Secondly, it was winter, and Sima Jing felt warm and comfortable.
"I'm not lazy. In our Taoist temple, my master said I was the most diligent..."
Yun Ran muttered, then yawned loudly, "Let's go horseback riding, but it has to be put off until the day after tomorrow. I still plan to invite Yingying, Jiuniang, and the others to go flower viewing with me tomorrow."
He doesn't like socializing, but she really wants to make some friends of the same age in Chang'an.
After all, if nothing unexpected happens, she will live in Chang'an for the rest of her life. It would be terrifying to think about it if she doesn't have a single friend for the rest of her life!
Seeing the man beside him quiet down again, Yun Ran patted his arm and said, "Your Highness, I've discovered that you have a very bad habit. You always like to hide things in your heart."
"It's okay if you don't like to talk normally, but when you have an idea, you have to speak it out directly so that others can know what you want."
"I'm not a worm in your stomach, nor do I have the ability to read minds like a god, and I don't like to use my brain to guess. If you continue like this, you won't tell me, and I won't guess. I can still eat, drink, and sleep as usual, and there will be no problem. But you are different——"
"You keep things bottled up like this, damaging your liver and draining your energy. It'll make you sick easily. You might be better than me in other things, but when it comes to mentality, you need to learn from me. If something really happens, we'll just solve it. If we can't, then just let it go. Eat and drink as you please. As long as the sky isn't falling... even if it does, so what? For mortals like me, there's no point in worrying. It's better to find a comfortable place to lie down. If we really are going to die, we'd rather die comfortably..."
As she spoke, her voice became softer and softer, and her words became more and more unclear.
After a while, Sima Jing heard a soft snoring sound in his arms.
“…”
I actually fell asleep like that.
Sima Jing burst out laughing. After a while, he raised his hand and tucked the exposed arm back into the quilt. Hearing her languid groan, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch her soft, smooth cheek. "Yes, I'll learn from you."
Heartless and ignorant.
***
The next morning, when Yun Ran woke up, the man was no longer beside her.
He actually got up earlier than her?
After calling Qingling to ask, she found out that Sima Jing had gotten up a quarter of an hour earlier than her and was reading in the side hall.
"He's not going to take the imperial examination, so why is he working so hard?"
Yun Ran muttered something, quickly got up, washed, changed into a light cherry pink jacket, and went to the side hall.
After knocking on the door three times, she said, "Your Highness, it's me."
A flat voice called "Come in" came from inside the house, but she didn't go in. She just pushed the door open and stuck half of her head in.
His gaze swept through the quiet and elegant library, finally locking onto the tall, dark figure by the window. "Your Highness, I'm ready to practice. Do you want to join me?"
The figure standing quietly by the window slowly turned around. Seeing her peeking out from the doorway, Sima Jing frowned slightly: "Why don't you come in?"
"I just came to ask you a question. Just stand at the door."
Yun Ran blinked and said, "I'm very good at Tai Chi and Ba Duan Jin. If you want to learn, I promise to teach you until you can do it."
After a pause, he added, "I won't accept your tuition either."
Sima Jing: “…”
He had heard before that she did morning exercises and lessons every day.
We have been living apart for a long time and have never seen her practicing martial arts.
"Are you going to practice now?" Sima Jing asked.
"Yes, a day's plan begins in the morning. Exercising in the morning can ensure you are energetic and refreshed throughout the day."
After Yun Ran finished speaking, she saw Sima Jing put down the book in his hand and walked towards the door. She looked surprised and asked, "Your Highness wants to come with us?"
Sima Jing said nothing and followed her to the main hall.
Feiluan Hall is a palace after all, and its main hall is much more spacious than Zhanlu Hall. It was freezing cold outside, so Yun Ran set up his posture in the main hall.
"Your Highness, let's practice Tai Chi first. There are many different styles of Tai Chi. My master taught me the twenty-four forms. This first form is the starting form. You must stand with your feet apart, then, like me, raise your arms in front of you, bend your knees, and press your palms..."
Looking back, the man was standing tall and motionless.
Yun Ran was stunned. "Your Highness, please don't just stand there. We are practicing boxing, not standing still. Of course, standing still has its benefits, but it is more suitable for those who are weak and infirm. We are in our prime, strong and energetic, so we don't need it."
Sima Jing: "I didn't say I wanted to practice."
Yun Ran: "...Then come with me?"
Sima Jing: "It depends on your practice."
Yun Ran: “…”
What.
"Why don't you practice such a good thing? I won't charge you any money."
She muttered gloomily, feeling that Sima Jing was an inexplicable person. "Forget it, if you don't want to practice, then don't practice. Your body is your own anyway. If you don't take care of it yourself, there's no point in others saying anything."
After saying that, she stood up straight, closed her eyes, adjusted her breathing, put aside all distracting thoughts, and began to practice alone -
Although she clearly wanted to ignore him, she couldn't help but introduce every new move.
"This move is called the Wild Horse Splitting Its Mane Left and Right. Retract your feet, hold the ball, turn around and step out..."
"The third move is White Crane Spreads Its Wings. You must first take a half step and raise your hands in front of your chest..."
"The fourth move is the Luo Xi Ao Bu..."
"Fifth Style..."
“…”
Sima Jing stood beside the vermilion-painted coiled dragon pillar, quietly looking at the small and slender figure in the hall, but with agile steps and light movements. Unconsciously, his initial casual attitude dissipated, and his gaze gradually became focused.
Although he had never learned kung fu, he had learned some boxing and kicking skills through years of fighting and fighting back in Rongdi.
The seemingly delicate and gentle little girl in front of me has a very steady horse stance and punches with great force. Although these are slow and simple movements, a closer look reveals that her control over strength and every muscle is the result of years of accumulation.
It seems that she also learned some serious things in the Taoist temple she used to go to.
After finishing a set of Tai Chi, Yun Ran's body felt slightly hot. Turning her head, she saw the man leaning against a pillar with his hands folded, his eyelids drooping, and a thoughtful look on his face.
She wiped her face with a handkerchief, poured herself a cup of tea, drank half of it, and then spoke to him, "Your Highness, did you see clearly? What do you think of my fight?"
Sima Jing looked up and saw her round cheeks were rosy and he nodded: "Very good."
Yun Ran originally thought that he would say "okay" as usual, but unexpectedly he gave a high evaluation of "very good" -
You have to know that this is Sima Jing, the half-dead, arrogant, moody, and saw-mouthed gourd who can't even fart even if you hit him with three sticks!
She held the teacup in her hands, looking as if she had seen a ghost.
Sima Jing understood her thoughts at a glance, and she was probably cursing him in her heart again.
"Don't we have a set of Eight Section Brocade?"
He calmly reminded, "Finish your practice while your hands and feet are still warm."
Yun Ran: "Let's practice now."
Perhaps because she had just been praised, Yun Ran performed the Eight-Section Brocade today with great vigor and power. Even the "Shaking the Head and Wagging the Tail to Remove Heart Fire" move, which she usually found most strenuous, was performed so smoothly and in one go that she even wanted to applaud herself.
After the morning exercise, Yun Ran felt refreshed and radiant.
"Your Highness, we will be living together for another two weeks. You saw the two sets of skills I just performed. If you ever change your mind and want to learn, you are welcome to come and learn from me at any time."
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and drank half a cup of tea to catch her breath. "I still have a morning class to do. If you're hungry, have breakfast first. If you're not too hungry, you can wait for me to come back and eat together."
After saying that, she did not go to see Sima Jing, but went directly to the quiet room that had been set up yesterday to meditate and chant scriptures.
Sima Jing looked at her busy back as she left, and an indescribable emotion suddenly rose in his chest.
After an hour of breakfast, I looked at her back as she walked out with a deck of cards in her pocket, and that emotion flooded over me again like a tide on a cold night.
When the moon is high in the sky, the waves are sparkling and the wind is calm. But when the moonlight fades away, only a wet darkness remains, which erodes the heart and soul in every way.
***
Today was a warm and sunny day with high and vast clouds. Yun Ran had an extremely pleasant day.
In the morning, she went to Wanshou Hall to pay her respects to Queen Dowager Zhao, and happened to meet Queen Zheng there. Seeing that everyone was there, she naturally took out the card games and asked if she wanted to play with them.
Queen Mother Zhao and Queen Zheng usually couldn't get three people together to play cards, but this time three people were just right, and since they were on vacation and had some free time, they all happily agreed.
In the morning, the Queen Mother won eighteen gold leaves, the Queen lost ten, and Yun Ran lost eight.
But before leaving, the Queen Mother rewarded her and the Queen with a box of sparkling oriental pearls each, so they both gained something by becoming wives.
Not only that, the Queen Mother was still not satisfied and asked Yun Ran to play cards again tomorrow morning.
Yun Ran had just accepted a box of priceless Dongzhu pearls from his elders, and now upon hearing the invitation, he could only decline with embarrassment: "What a coincidence! I promised His Highness last night that I would accompany him horseback riding tomorrow, so I'm afraid I won't be able to."
Queen Mother Zhao was surprised when she heard this: "Did A Jing tell you that he wanted to ride a horse?"
Yun Ran nodded: "Yes, it was His Highness who brought it up. I said I couldn't ride, and he said he would teach me..."
Having said this, she paused and saw that Queen Mother Zhao was listening with great interest. She even looked at her with her beautiful eyes, hoping that she would say more.
Yun Ran couldn't resist such a beautiful pair of eyes, so he added a few more words: "Although His Highness doesn't talk much, he is still very capable. Not only does he play the qin well, he can also play the Qiang flute, and he loves reading... Well, since he took the initiative to teach me how to ride, he must be quite good at riding too."
Queen Mother Zhao fell silent with a complicated expression.
Ajing loves reading and playing the guqin. She knew that he learned these things when he was young.
She only learned about playing the Qiang flute later from Changchun's servant.
As for riding a horse, I didn't know until today -
It turns out he can ride a horse.
Come to think of it, the Rongdi were a nomadic people who lived by following the water and grass. Ajing was captured for many years and must have learned to ride a horse among the Rongdi.
But she had never seen A Jing riding a horse...
"Mother, mother?"
Yun Ran called out twice before she brought Queen Mother Zhao back to her wandering thoughts.
She came back to her senses and forced a faint smile: "Since you have an appointment with A Jing, then you can go."
Yun Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you still want to play cards, mother, I'll come and accompany you the day after tomorrow."
Queen Mother Zhao said, "It's okay for me to skip a couple of card games, but as for Ajing, it's a rare opportunity for him to come to the hot spring palace. You should spend more time with him."
Seeing that the Queen Mother always put Sima Jing first in her words and deeds, Yun Ran couldn't help but sigh again that the Queen Mother really had a motherly heart for His Highness.
Not long after lunch in the Wanshou Hall, a palace maid came to report outside the hall that the ladies from the Yao family and the Lu family had arrived.
Queen Mother Zhao knew that these two young ladies were playmates invited by her youngest daughter-in-law. She invited them into the palace and exchanged a few simple greetings with them. Then she did not keep these beautiful young ladies any longer and let them go and play by themselves.
As soon as those bright and graceful figures disappeared from the hall, the sweet and melodious laughter of the young ladies like silver bells could be heard from outside the hall.
When Queen Mother Zhao heard this laugh, a smile spread across her mature and beautiful face: "It's good to be young. Even your laughter is as sweet as a lark."
The newly-mentioned maid in charge bowed and said, "Your Majesty the Empress Dowager is still young, but you haven't smiled much lately. Otherwise, when you smile, you are truly a beauty, peerless and charming."
"I am already a grandmother, how can I compare myself with these little girls?"
Queen Mother Zhao raised her hand to stroke her hair, which was streaked with silver, and pursed her red lips, saying, "Even if you maintain a youthful appearance, once your heart grows old, you will no longer possess the spirit of your youth."
“Flowers may bloom again, but people never become young again.”
…
"Princess, look at how beautiful these plum blossoms are!"
"I've long heard that the plum garden at the Hot Spring Palace is beautiful and full of blossoms. Seeing it today, I can see that it truly lives up to its reputation."
"Look, this plum blossom has golden edges. It's amazing!"
In the plum garden, all kinds of plum blossoms are in full bloom, whether they are red plums with buds about to bloom, like rouge beans; green-calyx plums with half-rolled petals, white petals and green stems; white plums with petals as white as snow, elegant and moving; and weeping plums with branches covered in light snow, their branches drooping like green ribbons...
There are various kinds of plum blossoms with different postures, which are so dazzling that people can’t take it all in.
Yun Ran was wearing a bright red feather satin cloak with white fox fur trimmed at the collar, revealing half of the goose yellow silk lining. Standing among the brilliant and gorgeous red plum blossoms, at first glance, she looked like a plum blossom spirit.
She, Lu Jiuniang and Yao Yingying admired the red plum blossoms, and then went to admire the green-calyx plum blossoms.
Three beautiful young ladies in their prime were flying around the plum garden like three fluttering colorful butterflies.
After admiring all the plum blossoms in the garden one by one, the three of them found a pavilion to rest.
The accompanying palace maids always had tea leaves and cakes ready for their masters, so that when they got tired of appreciating the flowers, they could have a sip of hot tea at any time and leisurely enjoy the plum blossoms and the snow.
Seeing the palace servants' considerate and thorough care, Yun Ran sighed in his heart—
No wonder everyone wants to be powerful, wealthy and prosperous. Who wouldn’t like such a comfortable and heavenly life?
"...The day I returned from Jiu Niang's house, I wanted to send you an invitation to come to my house. Unfortunately, I was tied up in trivial matters and really didn't have the time. Plus, it's freezing cold right now, and the newly planted trees and flowers in my house aren't looking great yet, so I gave up on it."
Yun Ran took a sip of the fragrant plum blossom tea and looked at Yao Yingying and Lu Jiuniang sitting opposite him with a sincere face: "Wait until next spring, when everything comes back to life and the newly planted flowers and trees in the palace have grown and become more beautiful, I will invite you to come and visit again."
Yao Yingying and Lu Jiuniang originally thought that the princess was just being polite when they parted last time, but they didn't expect that she really wanted to make friends with them.
For a moment, the two were surprised and happy. After all, when they spent a short time together last time, they also liked this bright and kind Princess Jing.
Yao Yingying said, "I am honored to be invited by the princess."
Lu Jiuniang, like most people in Chang'an, was originally afraid of Prince Jing's mansion and kept her distance. However, since Yun Ran married there alive, the rumors that Prince Jing was unlucky in marriage were dispelled.
After getting along with each other, he found that Princess Jing was so approachable, lively and bright, and thus he became less prejudiced against King Jing and his palace.
Especially a few days ago, the Prince Jing's Mansion, which had never interacted with other mansions in Chang'an, actually returned the gift for the first time!
Lu Jiuniang still remembers her mother's astonished look when she received the gift list.
The usually dignified and calm mother not only read the gold-stamped gift list several times, but also carefully examined the Laba Festival gift sent back. She was still in disbelief: "Prince Jing's Mansion actually gave a return gift..."
The gifts sent back were also very appropriate, without any rats, centipedes, cockroaches, or poisonous snakes.
It's so normal that it's abnormal.
In fact, it was not just the Lu Mansion. The owners of other mansions that received return gifts from Prince Jing's Mansion also tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep.
After all, this is a return gift from Prince Jing’s Mansion!
That living devil who is surrounded by rumors, is eccentric and weird, and never interacts with others!
Although they later inquired and learned that these return gifts were arranged by Princess Jing, as husband and wife are one, Princess Jing's words and actions naturally represent the King Jing's intentions.
Without King Jing's tacit consent, even if the princess had a hundred times the courage, she would not dare to act rashly.
"People are saying that since the princess married into the palace, His Royal Highness Prince Jing has become much more cheerful."
As the conversation progressed, Lu Jiuniang told Yun Ran about the hot topic among the ladies and officials' wives over the past two days: "Didn't the prince accompany the princess to the Marquis's residence in a carriage yesterday? Now everyone is saying that His Royal Highness Prince Jing is very handsome, and he and the princess are so talented and beautiful, they are simply a perfect match made in heaven!"
Yao Yingying nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I heard that too! They also said that His Royal Highness Prince Jing is very considerate and gentle to the princess, and loves her very much."
Yun Ran: “……?”
Thoughtful? Loving? How could she not know?
"They all say that His Royal Highness Prince Jing always holds your hand when he walks—"
It was clearly her who was dragging his arm!
"There's only the princess in his eyes, no room for anyone else."
That's because he is arrogant and rude!
"He also said that His Royal Highness Prince Jing condescended to share a carriage with your servants so that the princess could spend more time with her family."
...What servant? That’s her fourth brother!
"Earlier, the rumors about His Royal Highness Prince Jing were so gloomy and terrifying. Any one of them could stop a child from crying at night. I never expected him to be such a handsome, considerate, and devoted husband."
Yao Yingying and Lu Jiuniang both looked at Yun Ran with envy and emotion: "The princess has finally found her true love after all the hardships she has endured."
Yun Ran: “…”
She finally understood how those shocking rumors came about.
He just opens his mouth and makes up all the content.
If it wasn't for the second time they met, Yun Ran would have wanted to take off his collar and let them see the red marks on his neck.
Which "considerate and gentle" husband would stay up in the middle of the night, press on someone's chest and gnaw on someone's neck like a ghost!
Although he secretly criticized Sima Jing, Yun Ran was naturally happy to hear that Sima Jing's reputation outside had improved a little.
She first seriously corrected the falsehood: "Although His Highness is not as terrible as people say, his temperament is indeed cold and aloof, and certainly not as considerate and gentle as you say."
Yao Yingying and Lu Jiuniang didn't believe it and thought she was just shy and modest.
Yun Ran had no other choice but to give up on explanations and discuss the facts. "But His Highness is indeed very handsome. I'm not exaggerating. He is truly the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life... Well, I think if he dressed up as a woman, he might be even more beautiful than my third sister-in-law."
Yao Yingying had never met Qian Sijin, the third wife of the Yun family, but Lu Jiuniang had been to the Changxin Marquis's mansion for a wedding banquet, and during the wedding room, she saw with her own eyes how beautiful and charming the bride, who came from a merchant family, was.
"Incredible! She's even prettier than your third sister-in-law. Doesn't that mean she must be like... a vixen?"
This word popped up in Lu Jiuniang's mind. After she said it, she realized that she had said something wrong. She quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief and stood up to apologize.
"It's okay, it's okay. There's no one else here, and we're just chatting."
Yun Ran didn't like this kind of interaction where people kept accusing each other of wrongdoing. He pushed Lu Jiuniang down and said calmly, "And you're not wrong. My prince is indeed as beautiful as a fairy. When I first saw him, I thought he was a snake general appearing.
Now that I think about it, Sima Jing's temperament is as cold as a snake, and his appearance is indeed more like a vixen.
When young ladies of the same age get together, they always have endless things to talk about.
Before they knew it, the sun had set and Yun Ran reluctantly said goodbye to Yao Yingying and the others.
"Your Highness, I'm back!"
In the library of Feiluan Palace, Sima Jing was kneeling beside the couch playing chess alone. Suddenly, he heard the crisp rising tone, and his fingertips holding the chess pieces paused slightly.
When he lifted his eyelids and looked slowly, he saw a charming rouge color like a red plum blossom at the door of the dimly lit library.
The young lady, who had been out and about all day, was in a good mood. She walked briskly with her hands behind her back. Her fair face, flushed from her hasty return, was full of smiles. "Guess what I brought you?"
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