Chapter Sixty-Six
Her tragedy and that of Tan Yin's family should not be repeated in the lives of others.
“I can help you. I have no objection to your desire for revenge, but I want him to be exposed and disgraced. I want to pull him down from that position.”
Upon hearing this, the first to react was not Tan Muhe, but Zhou Yanqing, who had remained silent until now.
He grabbed Si Yanmo's arm, glanced at Tan Muhe across from him, pulled her up, and led her to the door. He said in a low, urgent voice, "Do you know what you're saying?"
In the past, Si Yanmo would have no objection whether she wanted to save or help people, but after hearing about Tan Muhe's matter, he knew that it was definitely not that simple.
"This is not something you can get involved in."
"Why?"
Zhou Yanqing sighed.
He knew that this little madman didn't consider anything at all.
"This matter involves Xiangbu. Do you know what Xiangbu is? He is second only to the emperor and above thousands of others. He can crush you as easily as crushing an ant."
"It's precisely because killing anyone would be too easy for him that we can't let him continue to act so lawlessly, isn't it?"
Si Yanmo was puzzled. She had heard in Nandu that the King of Qin was decisive and ruthless, and no one could stop him. Why was he so timid and hesitant now?
“If you’re scared, I can do it myself. I want to help him; I don’t need to involve anyone else.”
"I'm scared?" Zhou Yanqing was almost laughing in exasperation.
Why is it that this woman can always act like she knows nothing, yet still drive him crazy?
Do you think I, Zhou Yanqing, someone who has crawled back from the brink of death several times, am a coward?
He gripped the woman's shoulders, his eyes filled with helplessness and worry, but even more so with an urgent desire for her to change her mind. "What I'm worried about is..."
“Si Yanmo, even if you don’t consider yourself or me, you should at least consider your family, right? If you fail, I might be fine, but what about you? What about your parents? Don’t you think about them? They’re still in Nandu.”
The person who could be the oracle of the Southern Emperor was no ordinary person.
Does she really think that it's like her, where all you have to do is go through some kind of test and throw a jacks?
That's divination!
He is the kind of person that every diviner in the entire Great South wants to become.
He wielded immense power, was not only a master of divination and astrology, but also incredibly adept at manipulating people's hearts and minds.
The current Southern Emperor murdered his father and usurped the throne to reach this point, and that fortune teller is his strategist.
He easily covered up the truth of the Southern Emperor's fratricide and patricide with a religious ceremony, and not a single minister in the court dared to mention it.
Nobody knows how much was done behind the scenes.
All they knew was that they should not offend this fortune teller, for he would never show mercy.
Like the Tan Yin family, if it really was just because of a guqin that corpses littered the ground, then what's terrifying isn't their power, but their insatiable greed.
Hearing this, even Si Yanmo, who was usually fearless, froze.
Father, Mother?
Yes, my parents are still in Nandu.
If something really happens, it's okay. At worst, I'll just die again.
But if it involves my parents...
"They...and they have an older sister too..."
Yes, and there's an older sister too!
In my previous life, my family was saved from a crisis thanks to the help of my older sister and the Third Prince.
"Your sister?" Zhou Yanqing scoffed. "Do you really think a prince is more capable than a fortune teller? Even if, as you say, Zhou Junsong is some kind of chosen one, he hasn't even ascended to that throne yet, so he's nothing. Forget about your parents, he might not even be able to protect your sister!"
What he said was cruel, but it was the truth.
In his previous life, Zhou Junsong only resolved the matter of the Chamber of Commerce after he had consolidated his own foundation.
He has not yet been given important responsibilities by the Southern Emperor. Let alone protecting the Si family, he himself is worried about whether he will lose his position as a prince because of making a mistake.
Si Yanmo remained silent.
For the first time, she didn't say anything or refute anything. She took a deep look at Tan Muhe behind her and turned to leave.
Inside the room, both men felt their hearts sink.
One who knows that revenge is just wishful thinking, and no one can help him;
The other, however, was wondering if she had said something too harsh...
Soon, Zhou Yanqing asked Chen Wu to take Tan Muhe away, while he went to the pond in the middle courtyard of Yunjianxuan and found his little madman.
Sometimes he would suspect that this little madwoman was a cat in disguise. Whether it was now or when they met again at the palace banquet, she seemed to particularly enjoy teasing fish when she was alone.
He took a deep breath and stepped forward. Before he could speak, Si Yanmo put down the branch in her hand and stood up. "Took it away?"
The woman's voice was calm, yet he detected a hint of indifference in it.
He suddenly felt a little panicked. They had finally made progress in the past two days, and he couldn't bear to go back to square one because of an outsider.
He softened his voice and said, "That's not what I meant. If you want to help him, we can think of other ways. I just don't want you to put yourself in danger."
“Amo…” The puppy’s tail and ears seemed to droop, trying to please the other person. “I don’t care if those things will bring me anything, but I care about you.”
Upon hearing this, Si Yanmo finally looked up at him, but when she met his slightly moist eyes, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
She knew in her heart that this was not Zhou Yanqing's fault, and she didn't blame him. She just didn't know how to face this concern, and how to deal with her past self and her family in this life.
Since her rebirth, she has been extremely cautious, not wanting to reveal anything about her past life, for fear of being mistaken for a witch and burned alive again.
Similarly, she was also very bold in her actions. Even though she didn't live long in her previous life, it allowed her to see through too much hypocrisy in this world.
Perhaps because she had died once, she was no longer so afraid of dying.
What she feared most was dying meaninglessly, dying in a confused and unjust manner.
She always thought that God had given her this ability in this life so that she could change something.
She never thought about avenging her past self; she was more concerned with how to make others different from her.
But when she saw Tan Muhe's fate and heard that name mentioned again, she realized that she also hated it.
In this life, she was too busy to think about this hatred.
Looking back now, she not only wanted to avenge Tan Muhe, but also wanted to avenge herself.
But Zhou Yanqing's words reminded her that she was not alone.
She now has family, friends, and even people from the entire Qin region.
She couldn't let them take the same risks as her.
She's so tired.
With so many things to say and so many things weighing on her, she didn't know who to talk to.
“Zhou Yanqing…” She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she gave up. “It’s alright, you’re right. As for how to deal with Tan Muhe, leave it to the Director of the Department.”
Zhou Yanqing noticed her hesitation and didn't want her to keep things bottled up. "Amo, you have to say something, even if you're angry with me, you have to say it."
“I’m not angry. I really can’t risk my parents. To put it more broadly, I am a shaman of Qin. I can’t risk the people of Qin and my monarch.”
What were meant to comfort Si Yanmo were interpreted as estrangement by him.
What is she talking about about ruler and subject again!
Zhou Yanqing disliked that she acted this way every time she got angry; it seemed as if she never remembered that they were married.
He was not only her lord, but also her husband.
A wife can be willful with her husband, she can argue with him, and she can also give in and tell him her grievances.
Si Yanmo didn't understand this principle. In her eyes, they could only be considered as Du Yuyu's subjects, even though they had done such intimate things.
"Amo, please, I'm begging you, stop treating me like the King of Qin, treat me like this just once..." He wanted to say husband, but was afraid of being impolite, so he changed his words, "...like a friend, a friend with whom I can lose my temper and speak without restraint, okay?"
Si Yanmo didn't understand where his impatience and grievances came from, "But that's what I think!"
“You’re not like that! You weren’t like this when you were being honest and straightforward, you wouldn’t be like this now… this indifferent.”
"So what do you want me to say?"
Faced with such an innocent person, Zhou Yanqing became even more agitated, "Say you don't like my arrangements! Say you still want to avenge him! Say you hope I can support you!"
"But you can't."
“Who says I can’t? I just want you to tell me why? Don’t always hide yourself and push everyone away, okay?” He held Si Yanmo’s shoulders, his voice urgent and sincere. “I want to stand on your side. Tell me, you need me to stand on your side.”
He... figured it out?
Si Yanmo thought she had disguised herself very well, but she didn't expect that someone had seen through her lifelong vigilance.
She was wary of almost everyone, including her parents and sister; even Zhong Zihe didn't know about her past life.
She didn't know what she was afraid of, and she didn't even dare to be open with those close to her.
Fortunately, no one actually asked her, so she could continue fighting alone and pretend that everything was fine.
But why does this man in front of me insist on saying it?
He'd only known me for less than six months...
A strange emotion welled up from the bottom of her heart, turning into a tear that rolled down her cheek and was gently wiped away by a hand.
Zhou Yanqing pulled her into his arms, the sachet on his body still carrying the scent of mugwort and jasmine.
She had put it in herself; it was originally unremarkable, but now it gave her a sense of peace of mind.
"You're such an annoying person, you know? You always like to pry into things!"
Hearing the slightly soft and coquettish tone in her beloved's voice, Zhou Yanqing smiled slightly, gently patted her back, and coaxed, "Okay, okay, I hate it. But can you trust him a little, just because this annoying person has been pretty good to you? Okay?"
"I was afraid you wouldn't believe me."
"How would you know if you don't tell me?" He released one of his arms from hers, separated himself from her a little, looked at her tenderly, and stroked her hair. "You just need to speak, and I will always believe you."
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