Chapter 41 (9,000 words) Xuan Yizhen is becoming more and more...
The night wind blew thousands of floating lanterns, making them look like stars dotting the sky. Many people looked up to watch the magnificent scene, laughing and talking happily, making the scene very lively.
But Xuan Yizheng only felt the noise, and especially disliked the light mist that emitted a bitter, burning smell, as if countless ferocious ghosts were waiting for an opportunity to strike with their fangs and claws bared.
Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes silently, pretending to see nothing, but he deliberately slowed down his breathing, and even stopped breathing, because it felt as if thousands of fine needles were drilling into his lungs along with his breath, causing unbearable pain.
Invisibly, Xuan Yizheng was on the verge of suffocation, but he smelled a familiar rich and sweet fragrance, and then he greedily slowed down his breathing.
This is the incense that Xuan Yizheng made for Yin Xing using lychee shells, sandalwood and other materials. It is set up in her daily living area, so her body will also be stained with some of the smell.
Only at this moment did Xuan Yizheng realize that Yin Xing's increasingly loud heartbeat filled his ears, gradually covering up the sharp sounds around him that seemed to pierce his ears.
"Well, I remember. But now you are throwing yourself at me like this in public. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Xuan Yizheng relaxed his stiff limbs and released the strength. He slowly leaned against the soft and warm body, lowered his slender neck, rested his forehead on her slender neck to try to absorb warmth, and murmured weakly.
However, despite saying so, Xuan Yizheng's arms showed no signs of loosening. Instead, he hugged her even tighter, as if only in this way could he resist the endless pain and torture.
"It doesn't matter. No one knows me anyway. Let them laugh at me." Yin Xing heard the clear and gentle voice that had returned to normal. She felt relieved and raised her hands to hug Xuan Yizhen who was leaning against her. At this moment, she was like a tired and proud crane, her heart soft.
Yin Xing's gaze fell on Xuan Yizhen's long eyelashes, which were thick with sweat. They looked like they were stained with crystal dew, cold and pitiful. He hurriedly took the embroidered handkerchief and quietly wiped away the sweat from her cheeks, eyebrows, and black hair on the sides of her neck. He felt that his fingertips were extremely cold.
It is not easy to sweat at this time of year, let alone cold sweat. Usually people will only do this when they are extremely frightened.
But Xuan Yizheng did not show any more abnormal behavior. She did not scream or cry. She was so quiet.
But an overly normal expression in an abnormal situation would reveal an inexplicable weird distortion.
Xuan Yizhen let Yin Xing's warm fingertips caress her cheeks and eyes, as soft as feathers. She looked up into her clear, bright eyes, reflecting her flawless expression. Then, as if nothing had happened, she spoke slowly, "How did you talk to Mr. Zhou Er just now?"
Yin Xing came back to his senses and looked at Xuan Yizhen, who was now peaceful and calm. It was as if the previous thunder and rainstorm had disappeared in an instant. He recounted what had happened in a daze, but it still felt too unreal.
Because Xuan Yizheng's eyes, filled with a cold mist, were definitely not his illusion.
But thinking about how Xuan Yizhen avoided the word "illness", Yin Xing guessed that she might not want him to know more.
Therefore, Yin Xing did not mention the previous abnormality again. He cooperated and talked about Mr. Zhou Er's affairs, muttering: "It's a pity that those young masters are too arrogant and bully others, so the waiters who are bullied dare not provoke them."
"This is normal. Ordinary people can't afford to offend the children of the powerful. It's just that the waiter was cowardly and let you down. Aren't you angry?" Xuan Yizheng's eyes wandered uncertainly at Yin Xing's cheek who was hugging him, and he spoke slowly.
"I was a little angry at first, but Yizhen is right. The waiter is just an ordinary citizen trying to make a living. He can't afford to offend Mr. Zhou Er. I might end up doing something bad with good intentions." Yin Xing was so busy trying to get those young masters to apologize that he forgot that the waiter might be retaliated against and lose his job.
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing calmly, his cool fingertips touching her cheek, depicting her expression, as if blind, and spoke softly, "You don't have to blame yourself at all. If you hadn't shown your badge just now, you would have been humiliated. The waiter wouldn't stand up for you. He owed you a favor, but you're truly ungrateful."
Yin Xing felt the surprising coolness of Xuan Yizhen's fingertips, raised his hand and held hers, without hesitation, placed it between the fine fleece of his outer robe and covered it, and replied calmly: "It's okay, it's just a small favor, I don't need him to repay me."
"Is that so?" Xuan Yizheng felt warmth and softness through his clothes in his palm, and could faintly feel his heartbeat. He did not understand Yin Xing's words and her thankless behavior.
"But I feel really sorry for letting Yizhen wait for me alone." Yin Xing thought of Xuan Yizhen's strange situation before, and his heart was full of guilt.
Xuan Yizhen listened to Yin Xing's heartbeat, his fingertips moving freely, his quiet eyes gazing at the guilty expression on her fair and delicate face. He responded even more gently: "It's okay, but if you abandon me for someone insignificant again, I will dig out your heart and eat it."
As he spoke, Xuan Yizheng's cool palm reached into his clothes, as if he was making a promise.
The unexpected cool touch of her fingertips on her hot skin was like a sharp blade. Yin Xing was subconsciously startled and his blood stopped. He didn't doubt her words at all.
Perhaps what Xuan Yizhen said about wanting to eat his eyes and ears was not entirely false, but Yin Xing was just slow to notice it at that time.
Her heartbeat was pounding, but Yin Xing didn't blink. Her thoughts calmed down. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Xuan Yizhen's expression change slightly. Her long, straight eyelashes lifted, and a gentle smile flashed in her beautiful eyes. She was as radiant as a spring breeze, and she said gently, "You are so timid. I was just teasing you just now."
There is no one in this world who is better than Xuan Yizheng at captivating people with his smile and frown, like a mountain spirit or ghost, Yin Xing thought.
Yin Xing blinked her eyes and saw Xuan Yizheng slowly withdraw her jade hand from her robe, and did not forget to tidy up her robe for her. She was careful and gentle, as if her previous statement of wanting to eat her heart was just a joke.
Then Xuan Yizhen slightly relaxed her intimate posture, raised her hand to gently adjust the wrinkles of her skirt, her demeanor was dignified and elegant, like a crane fluttering its wings, and suddenly she regained her proud and reserved demeanor, as bright as the wind and clear moon.
"You rarely come out to watch the fun tonight, but do you want to go and light lanterns and pray for blessings?"
"No, let's go back to the garden and rest early."
In fact, Yin Xing wanted to light lanterns and pray with Xuan Yizhen, but Xuan Yizhen said she didn't believe it, so it seemed unnecessary.
Xuan Yizhen was a little surprised that Yin Xing was not in a good mood, and thought aloud: "Could it be that he has no money?"
Yin Xing shook his head, followed Xuan Yizhen to stand up, raised his hand to hold hers, and left the table to explain, "I still have some money, but I want to save it for when Yizhen wants to have fun in the future."
Although Xuan Yizheng may never have that day, after all, her preferences are too different.
Now Yin Xing thought of Queen Wanqi at the wedding banquet, and she was very worried that Xuan Yizhen would become as expressionless as her mother in the future, like a unconscious living dead.
The two of them strolled down the corridor. Many people in the crowd looked on in amazement. Xuan Yizhen ignored them and focused on Yin Xing, agreeing, "Okay, then you should work hard to save money."
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng glanced back at the viewing platform, his eyes full of gloom, and he withdrew his gaze calmly.
"Yeah." Yin Xing responded with a calm mind, not noticing the murderous intent that flashed in Xuan Yizheng's eyes just now.
Not long after, Yin Xing and Xuan Yizheng returned to the carriage and handed her a hand warmer to warm her hands.
Xuan Yizheng sat upright, holding the hand warmer in her delicate hands. She saw Yin Xing busily getting a thin blanket to put on her side, as if she felt she was extremely cold.
Yin Xing met Xuan Yizhen's quiet, inquiring gaze. His heart tightened, and he paused for a moment before cautiously calling out, "What's going on?"
Now Yin Xing somewhat understood how horrifyingly fickle Xuan Yizhen's moods were, and wondered if he had done anything to upset her again.
Xuan Yizhen shook her head, her jade-like face showing a gentle and quiet demeanor. Her slender fingertips rested on the hand warmer's pattern, and she replied softly and slowly, "Nothing. I just felt a little sorry that you didn't have much fun tonight because I had to go back so early."
Although Xuan Yizhen doesn't understand gentleness and kindness, it seems to be very useful to Yin Xing.
"It's okay, I just wanted to take Yizhen with me to see the fun." Yin Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and explained, fearing that Xuan Yizhen would blame himself and become depressed, which might lead to other accidents.
I didn't expect Xuan Yizheng to be so uncomfortable. She even seemed to have a sudden change of mood because of my departure.
Yin Xing felt that he might not dare to bring Xuan Yizheng out to play again in the future, so as not to upset her emotionally.
"Actually, if you like the hustle and bustle, you can often go out to night markets and temple fairs in the future." Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing quietly, with a gentle and considerate look, and said softly.
"..." Yin Xing was silent after hearing this. He didn't know how to respond for a moment. He really couldn't tell whether Xuan Yizheng's words were true or false.
After all, Xuan Yizheng is very good at hiding her thoughts, otherwise Yin Xing would not have realized now that her illness is quite serious.
Yin Xing remembered Xuan Yizhen's reaction before, and finally declined her kindness, saying solemnly: "I still prefer to be with Yizhen."
If it can help Xuan Yizheng be less affected, Yin Xing will try his best to cooperate with her.
Xuan Yizhen said nothing, staring at Yin Xing silently. After a while, he reached out and lifted the thin blanket slightly, gently covering her, holding her in his arms, and whispered, "Okay."
As carriages and horses drove through the market town, they could vaguely hear the noisy voices of people outside. However, Yin Xing no longer had the excitement and curiosity he had when he came. He stared at Xuan Yizheng's face intently, trying to find some clues.
"Yizhen, I shouldn't have left you alone before. I'm sorry." Yin Xing now feels that Xuan Yizhen likes quietness, and perhaps there is a reason for it.
"It's okay." Xuan Yizheng responded softly, untying the red silk ribbon wrapped around Yin Xing's wrist with his slender fingertips, and then entwining and tying his own wrist together, carefully and seriously.
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen's calm appearance, but felt that she was just restraining herself. Suddenly, she became aware of the movement of her wrist. She lowered her eyes and saw Xuan Yizhen's hand entangled with hers, only to realize that she was even more cruel to herself.
The cold white skin and meridians of the slender arm were bulging due to the binding, which showed how strong the force was.
Seeing this, Yin Xing quickly placed his palm on the back of her hand and said hesitantly, "Yizhen, let me tie it for you?"
If Xuan Yizheng were allowed to do what she wanted, her hand would definitely have more than just a red mark.
Xuan Yizhen, who had been immersed in the moment, slowly raised his eyes to look at Yin Xing. Without much hesitation, he loosened his fingertips slightly and handed the red silk ribbon to her, saying softly, "Okay, but you have to tie it tightly, otherwise it will easily come loose."
Yin Xing nodded, but did not do as he was told. He held the red silk ribbon with his fingertips and moved closer nervously to kiss the cool thin lips. His eyes fell closely on Xuan Yizheng's beautiful eyes shrouded in mist, and he realized that she looked a little distracted and dazed at the moment, as confused as a child, which made him feel distressed and pity.
But soon, when Yin Xing's neck was clamped and his breath was deprived, such thoughts disappeared from his mind.
Xuan Yizhen gave Yin Xing a chance to catch her breath, his thin lips still pressed against hers, and said gently, "Let's try a new way of intimacy."
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing had no time to respond, but was kissed on the lips again. His breathing became hot and his mind was in a trance.
As the carriage passed the corner of the capital's street and gradually turned away from the bustling crowd, Jiang Yun was forced back against the wall by Liu Ci in the alleyway that was also away from the crowd. His usually heroic and cunning eyebrows now had only a hint of redness. He said in a gentle voice, "Don't be angry, Ah Ci. I have explained everything to you clearly."
After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun's lips were bitten and bleeding, but Liu Ci swallowed it all in silence. In the silence, there was only the ambiguous sound of water.
"It was you who provoked me first. If you betray me, I will die with you." In the blink of an eye, Liu Ci wrapped his arms tightly around Jiang Yun and hugged him. With a fierce look in his eyes, he took another bite and finally felt relieved.
"Hiss!" Jiang Yun gasped in pain. He raised his hand and touched the side of his neck. Sure enough, there was blood. It seemed that he was too angry.
It is better to use less provocation against Liu Ci.
Jiang Yun lowered his eyes to look at the quiet yet perverse Liu Ci, his gaze landing on her bright red lips. His restless palm reached out to touch hers, and he said playfully yet seriously, "I don't know how to do that, but you told me this when you first agreed to be intimate with me, and now I can recite it by heart."
Liu Ci did not shy away from Jiang Yun's caresses. Her cheeks, pale from years of staying in the autopsy room, gradually turned red. She called out incoherently, "Do you want it now?"
"Okay, let's go to your house." After saying that, Jiang Yun raised his hand and picked up Liu Ci, moving with agile steps, not wanting others to see their intimacy.
It was late at night, and the gauze curtains in the courtyard were hanging down. The messy red silk ribbons hanging down from them fell on the cold white skin, which unexpectedly gave off a unique charm.
Yin Xing originally thought that getting close to Xuan Yizhen would please her, but who would have thought that she actually wanted this new way of playing, leaving him in a dilemma.
Xuan Yizhen raised his hand to fiddle with the red silk ribbon, pulling Yin Xing to tie it for him. He taught her carefully, and as the force grew stronger, his breathing deepened as he spoke, "Now you hold it tight, okay?"
Yin Xing nodded hesitantly, his gaze fixed on the red silk ribbon that sank into the cold white skin. It looked like a vine growing from flesh and blood, beautiful yet dangerous. He asked worriedly, "But won't this hurt?"
"Pain is not a bad thing sometimes. For me, it can make people sober, which is more effective than incense." Xuan Yizheng lowered his head and moved closer to Yin Xing. His thin lips fell on her cheek, like a snake that couldn't resist the temptation of sweet fragrance and tasted the forbidden fruit.
For Xuan Yizhen, Yin Xing was the most effective person, so he tried it with her just for fun.
"Yizhen, will you be happy like this?" Yin Xing asked uneasily while accepting the kiss that was filled with Xuan Yizhen's cool and delicate fragrance.
Xuan Yizhen's jade-white cheeks, lost in the moment, blushed slightly. He clasped his palms with Yin Xing's, and replied as if promising, "Yes, so you must hold the silk ribbon tightly and never let go of me again, otherwise it will be very dangerous."
Once the consciousness is completely separated from the body, there will be no recovery.
"I won't!" Yin Xing felt that there were many dangers and didn't dare to think about the danger Xuan Yizheng mentioned.
Xuan Yizheng chuckled silently, gently and tenderly, leaning over to kiss Yin Xing, but there was a coldness and indifference in the depths of his eyes. If he was still destined to be doomed, then he would take her away from this hellish world with him.
After all, Yin Xing had said at that time that if he was in danger, she would do her best to help him, and Xuan Yizhen couldn't let her break her promise again and again.
The wind was chilly outside, but the heat inside the gauze curtain was unbearable. For the first time, Yin Xing looked directly at Xuan Yizhen, whose messy black hair stuck to her rosy skin, without covering his eyes. His throat felt dry. She was like burning ice, or a cold and extinguished fire, gorgeous and decadent, dangerous and seductive, completely different from any of her usual sides.
Obviously, Yin Xing's original intention was to help Xuan Yizhen, but now he felt like they had fallen into a dangerous swamp together, and the situation was gradually getting out of control.
In the dead of night, the waves of the gauze curtain did not subside. The bustle of the Capital Lantern Festival continued until dawn, and the streets and markets finally calmed down a little.
As time passed, winter turned to spring, with mixed rains and even worse dampness and cold. In the hazy sky, groups of corpses floated out of the sewage ditch, causing the cleanup workers to exclaim in surprise!
The continuous spring rain made the wind smell musty, and the officials in the Dali Temple were as busy as usual.
In the afternoon, Jiang Yun entered the autopsy room with Liu Ci, holding an umbrella. He placed the dripping umbrella aside, then looked at the newly brought-in corpse. He said inquiringly, "This bunch of dandies in the capital never do anything for human beings. Zhou Yunting is one of the best. He relied on his father, the Minister of Works, to make money everywhere and formed a gang. His methods were cruel, and his death was well deserved."
Liu Ci calmly lifted the mourning cloth and spoke slowly, "Zhou Yunting and the others have been missing since the night of the Lantern Festival. They were last seen in the sewage ditch this morning."
"But the weather is so cold, how come their bodies are rotting so quickly?" Jiang Yun looked at the piles of exposed bones and limbs and asked in confusion.
"This is not decay, it's more like the murderer subjected him to torture by slow slicing. Especially Zhou Yunting, there is not a single piece of intact flesh and blood from head to toe. Even the bones of his hands and feet seem to have been crushed by heavy objects, and he was tortured to death." Liu Ci showed a piece of broken joints of an arm that was pieced together.
Jiang Yun cooperated very well and came closer to watch Liu Ci's work. He flattered her, "You fought well, but such a brutal injury seems to be because Zhou Yunting has done many evil things in his daily life, so he provoked his enemies to retaliate."
However, there are not many people in the capital who can deal with Zhou Yunting so quietly.
Most of the noble sons of princes and ministers like to be surrounded by people, unless the murderer is a martial arts expert, and judging from the number of the deceased's friends, it must be a group of people.
Liu Ci didn't respond. He raised his hand to cover the mourning cloth and went about recording the autopsy paperwork. As he raised his hand to grind the ink, he paused and spoke, "Bone injuries might be caused by repeated crushing by heavy objects like a millstone. Zhou Yunting's injuries are many times more severe than those of others. The murderer is brutal and dangerous. Do you want to investigate?"
Jiang Yun heard the concern in the words and smiled brightly. He walked over and sat down with his sword in one hand. He raised his hand to make tea and poured a cup for Liu Ci. He said, "I don't want to work for a despicable villain like Zhou Yunting, not to mention his father, the Minister of Works, who is a cunning and corrupt official. Whether this is a personal grudge or a dispute over power and money, I'm afraid it's hard to say."
The verdict in the last case of Princess Xinyang was a huge blow to Jiang Yun.
Now Jiang Yun is even more unwilling to get involved in the fighting between the powerful and wealthy. He just wants to investigate the cases of ordinary people and uphold justice for the people.
Liu Ci knew Jiang Yun was feeling depressed and angry. She wanted to comfort her but didn't know how to say it. She silently took the teacup and took a sip. Knowing that this was the tea she had been enjoying recently, she said, "I don't like tea. You can keep it for yourself."
Liu Ci didn't know much about tea, but he had heard about the price of this kind of tea from Jiang Yun's constant chatter.
"It's okay. If there's no tea, Yin Xing will definitely be happy to send some more." Jiang Yun said bluntly and leaned over to drink Liu Ci's tea.
"Yin Xing has a good temper, so don't tease or bully her too harshly." Liu Ci lowered her eyes and looked at Jiang Yun's actions, cooperating in feeding her tea. A smile appeared in her pretty and quiet eyes. She looked at the teeth marks and scabs on the side of her neck, and sighed that the wound seemed to be bitten a bit too hard.
Jiang Yun was surprised to see Liu Ci, who was talking to different people. She actually praised others. He suddenly felt that he was drinking vinegar instead of tea. He called out sourly, "Hey, Ah Nian, are you tired of the old and love the new and have fallen for that pretty pretty boy?"
Although Jiang Yun had to admit that Yin Xing was indeed a pretty girl with red lips, white teeth, and skin so tender that you could pinch water out of it, not to mention her puppy eyes, even Jiang Yun sometimes wanted to pinch her, tease her, and bully her, but a friend’s wife should not be bullied!
Just as Jiang Yun was thinking about sharpening his knife, Yin Xing, who was sitting in the main warehouse sorting out the newly received case files, shuddered suddenly and turned his head to look at the drizzling rain outside the window. It was indeed very cold recently.
I thought the weather would be sunny during the Lantern Festival, but as soon as spring came, the weather took a sudden turn for the worse. It started to rain heavily and was as cold as silver needles piercing my bones.
Yin Xing took a sip of tea from the cup, exhaling wisps of cold mist from his nose, remembering that Xuan Yizhen once mentioned that he didn't like rain.
Recently, Xuan Yizhen even often stayed overnight in her original main house. Yin Xing wanted to go and accompany her but was rejected, which made him even more worried.
However, Yin Xing is not a doctor, and Xuan Yizheng takes medicine all year round, so he probably has no shortage of court doctors around him.
To be honest, Xuan Yizheng's body is basically the same as that of an ordinary person most of the time, and it doesn't seem like it was caused by external injuries.
Except when her period came, Xuan Yizhen basically never mentioned the pain. Yin Xing thought for a long time and could only vaguely remember a few words she said about her headache.
Yin Xing couldn't help but sigh that Xuan Yizhen had kept the secret from him completely.
It seems that he needs to pay more attention to Xuan Yi. Yin Xing raised his hand to support his chin, feeling a little embarrassed.
Because Xuan Yizhen is much smarter than himself, if she doesn't want to, it would be difficult for him to find out the secret.
Amidst the sound of raindrops outside, footsteps suddenly became clearer. Jiang Yun nimbly climbed through the window and entered. Yin Xing collected his thoughts and asked doubtfully, "What's going on?"
Since the Lantern Festival, Jiang Yun seemed to have disappeared and had not been seen. Yin Xing even suspected that there was no such person as her in the Dali Temple.
Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows, looked at him seriously, and warned: "You should stay as far away from Liu Ci as possible from now on, otherwise you will suffer the consequences."
"Ah?" Yin Xing looked at Jiang Yun blankly, completely confused as to the reason.
"What are you saying? You should say 'hmm' at this time!" Jiang Yun looked at the dull Yin Xing unhappily, seriously doubting how she could catch the eye of Princess Zhang Hua with her emotional intelligence.
Yin Xing didn't understand why and responded, "Well, is that okay?"
Seeing this, Jiang Yun almost couldn't breathe, and suddenly felt that he was worrying too much.
Jiang Yun, who had taken a seat nearby, raised his hand to brush away the water droplets on his clothes. His eyes fell on the case files on the desk and he asked, "Are there any recent cases that have aroused public outrage?"
Yin Xing shook his head, blinking his round eyes as he watched Jiang Yun's expression change so swiftly. He asked sincerely, "Are all the people in your capital so fickle?"
Jiang Yun, who had originally wanted to pretend nothing happened, showed an awkward and arrogant smile on his face. He raised his hand and placed his sword on the table, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, don't you know that women have those days every month?"
"Okay." Yin Xing was torn between Jiang Yun's serious expression and her sword, so she had to give up asking further questions.
It seems that Miss Liu was unable to reconcile with Jiang Yun, so she is so weird.
If he and Xuan Yizheng didn't have any contact for such a long time, Yin Xing would become depressed and have all sorts of wild thoughts.
After Yin Xing made tea for Jiang Yun and sat down, he reached out and took out several case files and handed them to her, saying, "These are the newly submitted case files from various states. Take a look for yourself."
Jiang Yun held the teacup in one hand and flipped through the case file with the other. He said casually, "Ah, murders caused by emotional outbursts are really common every year. It's not impossible that two women fought in the street because of a disagreement."
These ordinary words sounded strangely shocking to Yin Xing. She felt as if Jiang Yun was hinting at something. She watched her expression change, but it seemed too ordinary.
"Constable Jiang, are you and Miss Liu okay now?"
"Don't worry, I'm on good terms with her!"
As he spoke, Jiang Yun looked at Yin Xing with a warning look.
Yin Xing felt that Jiang Yun was trying to hide something, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions and replied, "Okay."
Jiang Yun closed the case file and flipped through another one. He then changed the subject and asked, "How was your Lantern Festival with your princess wife?"
"Fortunately, we went to the lantern market, ate two bowls of glutinous rice balls, and saw the dragon lantern." Yin Xing did not mention Xuan Yizheng's privacy, but he was still worried and uncontrollable in his heart.
"Stop, you don't need to explain in so much detail. I'm just asking politely." Jiang Yun hadn't noticed anything unusual about Yin Xing until he looked up and saw that her usual innocent smile was gone. He thought his words were too direct and a bit hurtful, so he hurriedly explained, "Actually, I don't mean to annoy you."
After all, Liu Cicai told Jiang Yun not to bully the little girl.
Yin Xing calmed down and replied, "I know. I'm just worried because I don't understand what the other person is thinking."
When Jiang Yun heard this, he felt the same way. He immediately closed the case file and sighed deeply, "Who said it wasn't true?"
Liu Ci was not very talkative when she was a child, and now Jiang Yun is increasingly confused by her silence.
"I want to understand her, but I'm afraid of accidentally making her angry or upset, so I have to be very careful. How can I understand someone's thoughts without making a fuss?"
"It's difficult, especially your princess wife. Few people among the royal family have seen her in the past few years. She can be said to be the most mysterious figure in the royal family."
Yin Xing became even more worried when he heard this and asked, "Aren't you all curious about the reason?"
Seeing that Yin Xing seemed to have never heard of the various outrageous royal rumors, Jiang Yun worried that she might have heard them, so he said cautiously, "Of course there aren't any. Rumors abound in the capital, but the most common rumor is that Empress Wanqi fell ill when she gave birth to Princess Zhanghua, and as a result, Empress Wanqi's health is also poor, and she hasn't attended palace banquets in the past few years."
Normally, rumors about royal family members would not spread out of the palace for no reason, but the special circumstances of Empress Wanqi and Princess Zhanghua meant that many people were bound to pay attention to them.
When Yin Xing heard the mention of Empress Wanqi, he recalled her appearance at the wedding banquet and pondered, "At the wedding banquet, I felt that Empress Wanqi looked quite distraught. I wonder what serious illness she had."
"This is a royal secret, and no one knows the reason. However, when I was young, I accidentally heard a bizarre rumor similar to what you described. It was said that Empress Wanqi was possessed by an evil spirit, and her soul left her body. However, this rumor was disrespectful to the empress, so it quickly dissipated and gradually turned into an illness."
"How could there really be evil in this world?"
Yin Xing suspected that Jiang Yun was teasing him.
Jiang Yun blew on his tea and drank it comfortably, then said in a secretive tone, "The world is so big, and there are all kinds of strange things. You are still young, and there are many strange things in this world. But if Queen Wanqi was possessed by an evil spirit, who would have cast the curse?"
Yin Xing was a little frightened by this reaction. He hesitated and shook his head, "I don't know. Do you know?"
"Back then, I was just old enough to learn how to climb over walls. How could I know what was going on inside the palace? But I once saw Empress Wanqi on a tour. She was a very majestic and powerful figure. All the female official positions in the court, including those for constables, were appointed by her. The Wanqi family was extremely powerful, and there were even rumors that the Xuan family of the royal family was going to change hands." Jiang Yun recalled his vague memories of that year, and he still felt that Empress Wanqi must be a woman who was extremely good at manipulating power.
Who would have thought that after a serious illness, Empress Wanqi never left the palace again, and never assisted the emperor in managing state affairs. It is really sad.
The complexity of this matter was beyond Jiang Yun's ability to investigate, and he did not want Yin Xing to take risks without knowing the truth. He said, "If you really want to know about Princess Zhang Hua, you might as well ask directly."
Yin Xing's mind was still immersed in Jiang Yun's description of Empress Wanqi, and he responded a little late, "But she refused to say."
"Then there's nothing you can do. You can only provide your princess wife with good food and drink, otherwise if she gets angry, you might lose your life."
"Well, what are you going to do?"
Seeing Yin Xing so worried, Jiang Yun suddenly felt that his own problems were nothing. He smiled and said, "Compared to that, my problems are relatively simple."
Yin Xing was silent. He suddenly felt that people could never empathize with each other. He raised his hand and held the teacup, drinking it in sips. He thought to himself that Xuan Yizheng's affairs had to be kept secret. It seemed that he had to find a way himself.
It was already getting dark at dusk, and Yin Xing took a carriage back to the villa from the Dali Temple.
Because the rain made the ground muddy and the visibility dim, the carriage was not moving fast.
I thought she would be back a little late tonight, and Xuan Yizhen might go back to the main house to spend the night, but I didn't expect her to appear in the courtyard. Perhaps because the lacquered wooden windows were closed, I could smell a stronger and more delicate incense. My eyes fell on the elegant figure in the main seat, and the body was shrouded in a misty light fog, which made me feel dazed.
Speaking of which, Xuan Yizheng's heart might be just like the scene before his eyes, incomprehensibly cold and distant, yet he would always try his best to accompany him for meals, and was gentle and considerate.
After the maids came in to serve food and tea and then quietly left, Yin Xing came back to his senses, walked over and took a seat, and called out happily, "Yizhen, you've been waiting for a long time. Are you feeling better today?"
"Well, wash your hands before eating." Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's nose, which was red from the cold, which was a little cute, and rubbed it with his fingertips impatiently.
"Okay." Yin Xing raised his hand and dipped it in the basin of water. It felt exceptionally warm, and he knew that Xuan Yizhen was considerate and thoughtful.
After Yin Xing picked up the handkerchief to wipe her hands and sipped the tea, she looked straight at Xuan Yizheng, her gaze fixed on her hand holding the teacup. As her wide sleeves slipped down, her long jade-like arms were exposed, with faint intertwined pink and red marks visible, spreading deeper and deeper, arousing people's imagination.
Upon seeing this, Yin Xing blushed immediately and stopped peeping. He picked up his chopsticks and ate quietly. He felt indescribably ashamed about their current relationship.
"Are you busy at the Dali Temple today?"
"I don't have to investigate the case like a detective, so it's okay."
Yin Xing was afraid that his reply would be too stiff and dull, so he turned around and asked, "Yizhen, what are you doing today?"
Xuan Yizhen ate slowly and leisurely with jade chopsticks in hand, and replied calmly, "I was mostly busy folding books, and in the afternoon I took a medicinal bath and recuperated. I recently asked the maid to prepare a meal for you."
The words were light, yet as gentle as jade, which made Yin Xing feel sweet in her heart, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.
In fact, Xuan Yizheng is a beautiful, gentle and perfect wife most of the time, and is not as scary and fierce as Jiang Yun said.
At most, they just have some different preferences in bed. Yin Xing feels that maybe he shouldn't explore this. Everyone has their own privacy. It would be so nice to live happily like this.
"Can you feel full just by looking at me like this?" Xuan Yizheng looked up at Yin Xing, who was smiling innocently with curved eyebrows. Her eyes were dark, bright and clear, with a lively light reflected by the candlelight, which made him want to bully her.
"Yeah!" Yin Xing nodded without hesitation. It seemed that being so beautiful was okay.
But Yin Xing didn't notice the ambiguity in the words. He only saw Xuan Yizhen slowly put down the jade chopsticks, and her cold and beautiful eyes gazed at him with a fiery and calm gaze, and she said softly: "Then you come to eat with me tonight."
Yin Xing's cheeks suddenly turned red and her eyes opened wide, she couldn't believe her ears at all.
But Xuan Yizhen's expression was so solemn, his brows were relaxed, and his eyes were clear and bright, as if he was discussing what clothes to buy for himself tomorrow.
This made Yin Xing not know how to refuse, so he could only nod while avoiding her gaze, and then buried his head in eating rice, thinking that he would never be able to look directly at the word "eat" again!
The rain outside the house still did not stop, dripping until late at night. In the dim candlelight, Yin Xing sat stiffly beside the couch, as nervous and uneasy as a newlywed.
Not long after, Xuan Yizheng took a shower and changed her clothes before going inside. Her skirt swayed slightly as she sat down beside the couch. The cool fragrance around her was mixed with the warm breath of water, creating a strange and different feeling.
Yin Xing blushed as she leaned forward to put up the gauze curtain. Her skill was mixed with a hint of unfamiliarity. As her vision gradually dimmed, it added to the inexplicably charming atmosphere.
Obviously, the two of them didn't do anything and even avoided looking at each other, but Yin Xing's face turned red and his heart was beating like thunder.
When Yin Xing raised his lowered gaze from the soft black hair circling behind Xuan Yizheng, and slowly moved it to meet her beautiful eyes that were as white as lacquer, he was in a trance.
Seeing this, Xuan Yizheng smiled and tilted her head slightly, letting a few strands of black hair fall from her ears. As if outlined with ink lines, they fell silently and slowly slid into the loose collar, revealing the ups and downs faintly. However, her beautiful eyes were clear and her expression was gentle, but she still had an indescribable charm.
Yin Xing's breathing subconsciously stopped, thinking that Xuan Yizhen seemed to be increasingly arousing his bad intentions.
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