Chapter 45 (8,000 words) Yin Xing is afraid of being...
Outside the pavilion, the warm spring breeze caresses the green pool that reflects the flowing light, and the mottled and changing colors are silently reflected into the lake pavilion, like shimmering gold foil.
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen, who was as gentle as ever, and felt that her eyes were also covered with the sparkling lake light, making her look even brighter, clearer, more beautiful and graceful.
Yet, such a dazzling beauty often reveals an inhuman coldness, like an exquisitely carved jade statue, which, though lifelike, cannot conceal its dead nature.
Falsehood and truth coexist at the same time, yet are difficult to distinguish, which surprisingly fits her name.
It's both real and fake, and the boundaries are blurred. When you get close to it, you feel scared at every step, as if it's a dream.
Yin Xing had to admit that he was still very far away from Xuan Yizhen. He shook his head and muttered, "No, I don't want Yizhen to execute them."
"Okay, so are you still angry about what I did last night?" Xuan Yizheng raised his hand and took the bait box from Yin Xing's palm, placed his fingertips on the back of her hand and stroked it gently, asking patiently.
"Not angry." Yin Xing looked at the beautiful face in front of him. There was absolutely no flaw in her expression.
Those maids and female officials should have been Xuan Yizheng's confidants, but she had no mercy on them.
If Xuan Yizheng is not as gentle and kind as she appears to be, then what is her intention behind her compassion and care for herself?
Yin Xing didn't dare to think too deeply, and asked tentatively: "Yizhen, why do you think executing the maid would make me happy?"
Ordinary people would not use this method to solve their troubles.
Xuan Yizhen let Yin Xing stare at her, gazing at her expression calmly. He paused with his fingertips and feigned composure, "Because you said you'd mind if they knew what happened last night, right?"
This look was strange and mixed with inquiry and suspicion. Xuan Yizheng had seen similar expressions on the faces of palace maids in the past.
The palace maids seemed to be looking at scary ghosts and usually retreated in fear, never to appear again.
But Xuan Yizheng didn't know how to distinguish people's expressions at that time. After all, for a long time, the faces of ordinary people he saw were distorted gray shadows.
The three parts of the face and five eyes, the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, none of these exist in Xuan Yizheng's eyes.
Xuan Yizhen was looking into Yin Xing's dark, bright and clear eyes at this moment, where his own face was reflected, and he tried hard to adjust himself to the look she liked.
Just thinking about the possibility that Yin Xing might flee in terror like those palace maids, Xuan Yizheng could already feel a dense pain in every breath, spreading from his fingertips to his heart like ants devouring him, which was difficult to suppress.
No, absolutely not!
"But executing the maids so casually, don't you really think they are innocent?"
"Yeah, so I was just teasing you."
Hearing the voice, Yin Xing opened her eyes wide in disbelief, staring at the calm Xuan Yizheng with burning eyes, still not quite believing that she was just joking.
Xuan Yizheng's expression and tone just now seemed so serious, as if as long as she agreed, she would order the maid to be executed without hesitation.
But Yin Xing also hoped that it was indeed his illusion. After all, Xuan Yizhen rarely scolded the maids on weekdays, so how could she kill them wantonly?
Xuan Yizhen didn't shy away from looking at Yin Xing's clear, round eyes. His thin lips moved slightly, and he smiled. His expression became more and more gentle, and his slender fingers were like vines wrapped around his warm palm. He said slowly: "Why, do you think this palace is scary?"
The words were soft and gentle, full of innocence, but like sharp nails, leaving people with no way to retreat.
Yin Xing felt a little guilty when asked, his eyes dodging, and hesitantly said: "No, I was just scared by Yizhen's teasing words before."
"Really? You're so timid yet you're working in the Dali Temple. I'm a little worried about you." Xuan Yizheng examined Yin Xing's expression, the corners of his lips didn't move at all, he could clearly feel the sweat on her palms, like a drowning man holding on to a piece of driftwood, refusing to let go.
"Yeah, that's what Yizhen said." Yin Xing didn't want to delve into the previous topic anymore. His eyes fell on the golden carp pecking at food in the lake. There were fewer fish at this moment, and the school gradually became much quieter.
The green surface of the pool reflects the pavilion with its flying eaves and pointed corners, green tiles and red pillars, with flowers and potted plants in between. The figures of two people sitting by the water can be vaguely seen, just like an ordinary beautiful day.
Even if it is just a mirage, people cannot bear to destroy this quiet harmony.
Yin Xing tried to calm his wild thoughts and called out, "Yizhen, when I returned to the villa yesterday, I saw many more patrols on the streets of the capital. Could it be that the recently deceased official's son had a special status?"
Thinking back to the many disappearances and face-peeling cases caused by Princess Xinyang, women in the capital all wore masks when appearing in public, but there was no such a scene.
The life of that powerful young man shocked the court and the country far more than the tragic deaths of those innocent women. Yin Xing felt secretly aggrieved.
Xuan Yizhen used an embroidered handkerchief to wipe the fine sweat from Yin Xing's palms. Her beautiful eyes were lowered, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow, making her look even more demure and elegant. She replied calmly, "It is said that he is a successful candidate in this year's imperial examination. With the Shangsi Festival approaching, he was supposed to attend the Qujiang banquet personally hosted by the emperor, so he is considered a disciple of the emperor."
"So that's how it is. How could the murderer dare to commit the crime and dump the body so brazenly?" Yin Xing wanted to test him, but when he saw Xuan Yizheng considerately wiping his hands, he felt a little guilty.
True or false, they are all part of Xuan Yizheng, and she did not hurt herself.
"Yes, the murderer might be a terrible man-eating evil ghost." After saying that, Xuan Yizheng slowly raised his eyes to meet Yin Xing's eyes that sparkled like jewels, and waited patiently for her reaction.
Yin Xing felt as if his thoughts were being read by Xuan Yizhen's silent gaze. He averted his gaze unnaturally, muttering, "No way! How could there really be man-eating evil spirits in this world?"
Xuan Yizhen couldn't be making fun of herself, Yin Xing thought dully.
"Then where did the flesh and blood on the corpse go?" Xuan Yizheng asked slowly.
"I don't know, maybe it was buried." Yin Xing lowered his eyes and looked at Xuan Yizheng's clasped hands, only to find that they were cold.
The warm spring sun now seems to be of no benefit to Xuan Yizheng. Perhaps only the scorching sun in midsummer can be of some help to her.
Hearing this, Xuan Yizhen chuckled and said, "If you can bury the flesh and blood, why not bury the bones as well? Wouldn't that be more convenient?"
Yin Xing immediately realized the absurdity of Xuan Yizhen's words. She looked up at Xuan Yizhen's clear and beautiful eyes, took her hand in hers, and asked, "Yizhen, do you believe that there are man-eating evil spirits in the world?"
"I have never seen an evil ghost before. As for cannibalism, there are many such behaviors in times of famine recorded in ancient books." Xuan Yizheng's eyes moved over Yin Xing's fair and pretty face, and his fingertips casually traced her palm lines.
"Ah, Yizhen means that the murderer in the capital eats people!" Yin Xing felt an inexplicable chill on his back after hearing this.
Xuan Yizhen calmly looked at Yin Xing, who was barely hiding his panic, and said calmly, "If humans can eat other meats, they can naturally eat humans too. Is that that difficult?"
Yin Xing blinked as he looked at the overly calm Xuan Yizhen. He inexplicably felt that she didn't seem like someone who had seen records of cannibalism during famine years in ancient books.
If Yin Xing didn't know that Xuan Yizhen didn't usually show a preference for meat dishes, it would be hard for him not to think too much at this moment!
"Yizhen, have you ever seen someone eat someone?"
"I saw it once, a long time ago."
Yin Xing was stunned and didn't dare to think any further. He suddenly felt that his princess wife had too many secrets and it was impossible to turn a blind eye to it!
Xuan Yizheng pinched Yin Xing's soft palm with his fingertips and played with it, looking at her dazed look calmly. His teeth felt a little itchy and he wanted to bite her flesh to taste it.
Unfortunately, Yin Xing was very afraid of pain, so Xuan Yizheng could only suppress the desire to merge his flesh and blood with her.
After a while, Yin Xing finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Yizhen, were you scared when you saw it?"
Xuan Yizhen had never known what fear was, but seeing the concern in Yin Xing's clear eyes, for some reason, he nodded slightly and replied, "Yeah."
Hearing the voice, Yin Xing breathed a sigh of relief. At least Xuan Yizhen would be scared, so she was definitely not the man-eating one!
However, I didn’t expect that Xuan Yizheng had experienced such a horrible thing. No wonder she was in such an abnormal mood. I think ordinary people would be scared to death if they saw such a scene!
This ordinary person is mainly Yin Xing's own feelings, which is too scary.
Thinking of this, Yin Xing didn't care about anything else. He raised his hands to hug Xuan Yizhen and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, it's okay!"
Although I don’t know how Xuan Yizheng could have witnessed such a horrific scene given his status and position.
But Yin Xing didn't want to expose Xuan Yizhen's shadow scars. Anyway, since she said she was afraid, she was the victim and he should believe her!
Xuan Yizhen lowered her slender neck slightly, resting her head on Yin Xing's not-so-broad shoulder. The tip of her nose sniffed her sweet fragrance with the aftertaste of fruit pulp, and she whispered in her throat, "Okay."
In fact, Xuan Yizheng was not afraid at all at that time. After all, he should be afraid of the other party.
But now Yin Xing was no longer angry with him, which was a rare sight. Xuan Yi was happy to cooperate with her concern, enjoying her care, and slowly felt the pain subside.
The surface of the pond clearly reflected the intimate figures of the two people, but in a moment, the ripples became blurred due to the dragonfly staying there.
At this time, in a magnificent garden in the capital, wine and drinks were displayed, and the sound of stringed instruments was rippling. Dancers were wielding swords with nimble movements. The third princess glanced at it casually and knew at a glance that it was the eldest princess's new favorite.
The eldest princess drank the wine with satisfaction, her slender silver armor sparkling in the light. She looked at her tall and strong lover, and was in a very good mood when she saw him kneeling in submission and asking for reward.
"Why do all the new favorites around the imperial sister look like pretty boys?" The eldest princess looked at the young man with red lips and white teeth next to the third princess with a teasing look.
"It's just a preference. I wear clothes too much and need to change them. I'm not like my sister who always loves one type and thinks she is the sweetheart who I can never get." The third princess responded casually, but her words were not polite. She raised her hand to fiddle with the dazzling jewel ring, looking very noble.
The eldest princess' smile froze. Due to their partnership, she had no choice but to put down her teacup and waved her new favorite away. She dropped her playful attitude and said seriously, "Let's get back to business. Things are turbulent in the capital right now. The second princess must be plotting something. If she acts recklessly, I'm afraid our future will be difficult for both you and me."
The blood of the royal family is often lighter than water, and the new emperor usually has to wade through the blood before he can ascend the throne.
After all, there is only one throne among the three princes. If they don't fight for it, they will only become prey.
No one wants to be someone else's stepping stone, but no one wants to be left behind and watch others steal the show.
The Third Princess said slowly, "The one who died a while ago was the son of the Minister of Works. This time, the one who died was a disciple of the Emperor. Such behavior is indeed lawless and arrogant. But how can my sister be sure that it was her doing?"
"There's no need for my sister to pretend to be confused. The princes have all hosted banquets for the candidates who made the list, and that official's son disappeared and was murdered on the way to the banquet. Who else could she be willing to challenge me like this?"
"I've heard a little about this, but considering she's never been so straightforward in the past, it's strange that she's gone completely against her grain now, isn't it?"
Upon hearing this, the eldest princess's face showed a thoughtful expression. She rubbed her exquisite armor with her fingertips and said with a fierce look in her eyes, "Perhaps the second brother is trying to use the same trick again to provoke you and me to cooperate?"
The Third Princess casually scrutinized the First Princess's solemn expression and said arrogantly, "She's an expert at playing dirty tricks. I'm afraid this time she's targeting the Imperial Sister, but who knows what else she might be aiming at."
If the relationship between princesses in dynasties was bad, it was mainly due to conflicts of interest.
The five princesses today have even more grudges and hatreds from the previous generation. The methods of the Queen Wanqi were so cruel that not only the concubines in the palace were afraid of her, but even the Queen Mother and the eldest princess had to be cautious.
We can also detect clues of the past from the bloodline of our father that is still alive today.
The total number of princesses and princes is less than ten, and there are only three princes. This can be considered a population decline among aristocratic families.
If Xuan Yizhen's mother had not suddenly fallen seriously ill, it is likely that all the other princesses and princes in the palace, except Xuan Yizhen, would not have lived to adulthood.
Therefore, except for the fourth princess who was too young, the other princesses and princes had all struggled to survive under the majesty of Queen Wanqi. How could the second princess not be jealous and vent her anger on Xuan Yizheng?
Hearing this, the eldest princess thought of what the third princess meant, her eyes showed surprise, her body tensed, her face solemn and speechless.
The third princess collected her thoughts and looked at the eldest princess's sudden change in expression. She was not surprised. Ever since what happened that year, she had been extremely terrified of Xuan Yizheng.
Unfortunately, no one knows what happened in the palace back then, and the eldest princess is even more secretive and refuses to mention it.
String music gradually rose in the garden, and it was melodious and pleasant. The third princess had experienced the conspiracy and hurt last year, and her mind had gradually calmed down, so she was not in a hurry to get involved in this turmoil.
Naturally, the eldest princess was even less worried. After all, she was anxious to win over the power of the court for her royal brother at the Qujiang banquet.
And his royal brother already had a good reputation among the literati and poets, so he would naturally properly manage the interactions with the children who had passed the imperial examinations.
It is said that the second princess was also planning for her royal brother. As the saying goes, you have to hit the snake at its most vulnerable part. Now it seems that it is not bad to just sit back and watch the fun.
The Third Princess slowly and leisurely tasted the delicious and refreshing fish sashimi with her chopsticks. She said leisurely, "This is fresh fish shipped to the capital from ports several continents away. It's made into fish sashimi. Would you like to try it, my sister?"
"No need. I really don't like this kind of food." After the eldest princess finished speaking, her eyes swept across the sliced raw fish on the plate. Her face suddenly became embarrassed and she couldn't help but bend over to vomit!
The maids who were serving were shocked and hurriedly served tea and basins, not daring to be negligent.
"Royal sister, if you are not feeling well, you should rest early." The third princess frowned, put down her chopsticks because she had no appetite, and looked at the eldest princess who seemed to be fearless. She really didn't understand why she reacted like that.
"Okay." The eldest princess felt cold all over, her bones trembling uncontrollably. She lowered her eyes to suppress the fear and panic in her eyes.
The third princess did not stay long, and watched the eldest princess leave indifferently. She glanced at her hands that had been wearing gorgeous armor for many years, and remembered that she had been wearing armor since that year.
In the harsh winter or the scorching summer, she never took off her armor. It didn't feel like a decoration, but more like a cover for some unknown secret. The third princess sipped her wine, her mind wandering.
The banquet in the garden gradually faded away. The third princess was a little drunk from drinking. She looked at her lover with red lips and white teeth, and rode the carriage back to the palace in a trance.
As the sun set, the gemstones inlaid on the gauze curtain shone dazzlingly. The belt of her clothes gradually widened. The third princess regained her composure and raised her hand to touch the cheek of the young man kneeling beside the couch to serve her. However, she saw her own ruined face reflected in his eyes. Fear filled her, she frowned, raised her hand to strangle his neck, and said gloomily, "Why, am I ugly?"
"No, not ugly." The voice was low and frightened, clearly not similar at all.
"Lying is really boring." The third princess let go of his hand out of disgust, then mercilessly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it into the chest, her face full of indifference.
The magnificent inner room was filled with rich incense and the scent of blood was lingering for a long time.
As dusk fell, the temperature gradually dropped. Yin Xing was worried that Xuan Yizheng would feel unwell, so they went back to the house to have dinner together.
The maids served the meal and left silently. The female official Chunli stepped forward nervously and called out, "My Lord, it seems that a lot of trimming items have been lost recently."
Although it was just an object like a pair of scissors, the female official Chunli was concerned about Princess Zhanghua's past, so she deliberately tested it.
After all, the main house where Princess Zhanghua lived in the past never had too many furnishings, and they were even placed along the walls, intentionally avoiding taboos.
This house can be said to be the first relatively normal bedroom that Princess Zhanghua lived in.
The female official Chunli was not very reassured at first, but when she found that the condition had improved, she stopped worrying about sealing the objects at all times to guard against Princess Zhanghua.
"Click." The chopsticks in the hand of the culprit Yin Xing accidentally fell, making a crisp sound.
"Not a few, how much?" Xuan Yizheng looked indifferently at Yin Xing who was wiping the jade chopsticks with an embroidered handkerchief, and spoke softly.
The court lady Chun Li replied truthfully, "You have six pairs of pruning shears for trimming flowers, and two golden shears from the dressing table."
Xuan Yizhen's eyes wandered as Yin Xing poured the soup, and he pretended to be casual, "Nothing, maybe I left it somewhere, so I'll just prepare a few more."
"Yes." The female official Chunli wanted to say something, but seeing that Princess Zhanghua seemed unaware of the situation, she had to stop talking for a moment.
If Princess Zhang Hua took the scissors because of an illness, I think she might not remember it clearly.
When the footsteps faded away, Yin Xing handed the ginseng soup to Xuan Yizheng. Feeling guilty, he didn't dare to say anything more and drank it first!
Xuan Yizhen tasted the ginseng soup slowly with a spoon in her hand, blinking her beautiful eyes and looking silently at the unusually well-behaved Yin Xing, without asking her the reason.
The two of them finished their dinner quietly, and soon after, they each took a bath.
Yin Xing felt that the weather was getting warmer and it was a bit hot to cover himself with the quilt at night, so he changed to a thin blanket.
Xuan Yizheng came out of the shower and sat in front of the dressing table to comb her hair. She looked through the bronze mirror at her busy figure. She saw her putting away the quilt and her thin lips raised slightly.
But when Xuan Yizhen returned to the couch and looked at the thin blanket covering Yin Xing alone, the smile faded from his eyes and he asked in confusion, "Are you so afraid of the heat?"
Yin Xing looked at the familiar gauze curtain, recalling the scenes of last night. His cheeks flushed with heat. He turned to look at Xuan Yizhen and said evasively, "Maybe the ginseng soup is too nourishing."
Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's red face in silence, and finally said nothing more. He thought that it would be better not to prepare ginseng soup tomorrow.
In the silence, Yin Xing would occasionally open his eyes and look at Xuan Yizhen who was reading. At this moment, his face was so focused on the book that he looked a little distant and cold. He asked doubtfully, "Yizhen, aren't you sleepy yet?"
Xuan Yizheng tortured himself so much last night and got up very early this morning, but now he is not sleepy at all. It is really incredible.
"Yeah." Xuan Yizheng flipped the book with his fingertips. He didn't want to look at Yin Xing's bright round eyes, for fear of being bewitched by her and wanting to bully her severely.
Yin Xing blinked her round eyes and felt a little worried. Xuan Yizhen wasn't sleeping, so how could she be sure that she was sleepwalking?
However, the way Xuan Yizheng reads a book always feels very different from when he looks at himself.
There was obviously no major change in his facial expression, but there was a different feeling. Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng's eyes and eyebrows and found some subtle differences.
Originally, when Xuan Yizheng read, there would be no slight change in the corners of her eyes, and her thin lips would not have an upward curve. Her temperament was completely different between her subtle frowns and smiles.
Xuan Yizheng like this is inexplicably more like her mother, with a hidden sharpness in her eyes, noble and aloof, with a majesty that looks down on everything.
The more Yin Xing looked at him, the more he felt that Xuan Yizhen always had a deliberately gentle expression when he was with him.
Is this the legendary contrast between before and after marriage?!
After a while, Xuan Yizheng noticed that the soft and sincere gaze faded, and the restraint in his heart slowly relaxed. He lowered his eyes to look at Yin Xing, who was breathing deeply. He didn't expect that she would fall asleep so quickly.
Yin Xing had clearly slept until almost noon during the day. Was last night so tiring for her?
Thinking about it this way, Xuan Yizheng felt that Yin Xing should drink more ginseng soup for conditioning, otherwise it seemed that she would be easily harmed.
Then Xuan Yizhen closed the book and slowly lay down, his eyes falling on Yin Xing's sleeping face covered with a thin blanket, from her crescent eyebrows to her pink lips. He raised his hand to touch a corner of the thin blanket, feeling a little uneasy.
Doesn’t she feel cold with such a thin blanket?
Xuan Yizheng lifted the quilt to prop up her body, raised his arms, and slowly moved closer, wanting to hold her in his arms, only then would he feel at ease.
Inside the gauze curtain, a tall figure leaned down, blocking out the light, and the slender arms slowly reached out to the peacefully sleeping Yin Xing like vines.
But at this moment, Yin Xing opened his sleepy eyes as if in a dream, his eyes drooped, his thick eyelashes trembled, and he looked at Xuan Yizheng with a distracted look.
Xuan Yizheng paused, breathing heavily, not quite sure whether he was awakening or in chaos at the moment, and subconsciously did not dare to move.
After all, her consciousness had been in uncontrollable chaos at night, and Yin Xing had clearly fallen asleep before, so she shouldn't have woken up.
Yin Xing looked dully at Xuan Yizhen who was hugging him motionlessly, and recalled that she might be sleepwalking at the moment. His voice became lower and lower, worried about scaring her.
So, what should I do at this time?!
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng as she was about to lift the quilt and hug him in her arms. Seeing that her hands had no sharp weapons, he rested his head and thought that he should pretend that he knew nothing.
Xuan Yizheng was slightly stunned. He lowered his eyes to look at Yin Xing who was snuggling in his arms. She was such a real and soft existence. He curled his arms around her carefully, as if he was touching a fragile treasure, afraid of accidentally destroying her.
For a moment, both sides fell into a tacit silence with different thoughts.
Yin Xing listened to Xuan Yizheng's shallow breathing and heartbeat, waiting for her next move.
But Xuan Yizhen seemed to have calmed down. Could it be that he was sleepwalking just because he wanted to hold her and sleep together?!
Then Yin Xing opened his eyes again, and met the deep and beautiful eyes. He was shocked and didn't dare to make a sound.
Wouldn't Xuan Yizheng feel her eyes dry if she slept with her eyes open like this?
Yin Xing carefully raised his palm to touch Xuan Yizhen's beautiful cheek, and surprisingly felt a chill. He gently closed her eyes, which were like a pool of moonlight, with his fingertips, and muttered nervously, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, let's sleep together with our eyes closed."
Rather than comforting the sleepwalking Xuan Yizheng, it seemed more like Yin Xing was comforting himself.
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing withdrew his hand and saw that Xuan Yizhen surprisingly did not open his eyes again. He rested his head in her arms, feeling relieved, and thought to himself that it was a good thing that he had put away all the dangerous things!
Now thinking about his inexplicable behavior a few days ago, Yin Xing suddenly discovered the truth and his face turned red. It turned out that Xuan Yi really wanted to sleep with him so much.
The moonlit night was quiet. After a while, Yin Xing fell into a deep sleep. The palm that was placed on his side was floating in the air. The white fingertips pinched a strand of soft black hair impatiently. A faint smile appeared on his thin lips, which was clear and profound.
At the beginning of the day, in the dim light of morning, the two of them reacted to sleeping in the same bed in an unusually tacit understanding.
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng, who was in normal condition, and wanted to ask but didn't know how to, because she didn't look like she remembered the sleepwalking incident.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Yizhen said considerately: "You crawled into my bed again in the middle of the night last night."
"..." Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng speechlessly, and could only nod and silently take the blame.
There's no way around it. A princess' wife probably has to have some face.
In the morning, the streets of the capital were busy and noisy because the emperor was going to hold a banquet in Qujiang during the Shangsi Festival.
Amidst the sound of horse hooves, Yin Xing entered the Dali Temple's general treasury. He heard his colleagues mention some details and learned that the Qujiang Banquet was the highest-level official banquet under the imperial examination system, and was slightly different from previous palace banquets.
Although Yin Xing had attended several court banquets, this was the first time he heard that the emperor held a banquet outside the palace.
"During the Shangsi Festival, many people in the capital will surely rush to see the emperor, and there will also be many princes and ministers. It can be said to be extremely lively."
"The wine flowing through the winding stream is a refined and interesting event. Unfortunately, our rank is not high enough to attend. Lord Xiao Yin, would you like to join the banquet and witness the grand spectacle?"
Yin Xing, who had only wanted to listen to the fun, didn't intend to become part of it. He thought, "I'll have to go back and ask Princess Zhang Hua about this."
If Xuan Yizheng didn't go, Yin Xing naturally didn't want to join in the fun alone.
What's more, the murder case in the capital is now causing a lot of controversy, and Yin Xing doesn't want Xuan Yizheng to show up, so as not to be involved in rumors.
However, Yin Xing didn't know that as soon as he said this, several of his colleagues showed regret on their faces, or perhaps it should be said sympathy.
"Being a royal consort has nothing to do with being a dilettante. It's better not to make any mistakes or you'll be punished."
"Yes, the Shangsi Festival is also called the Daughter's Festival. During this time, the noble ladies of the capital will dress up and go out together. Master Xiao Yin still needs to avoid suspicion."
"Yes, I remember a certain prince consort being punished by the princess for allowing a noble lady to admire flowers during the Shangsi Festival. He was forced to plead guilty naked in the street, carrying a thorny branch on his back. It was extremely embarrassing."
Yin Xing was stunned when he heard this, and ignored the regrets of his colleagues. He just didn't expect that Shangsi Festival was Daughters' Day, so should he prepare a gift for Xuan Yizheng?
At noon, Yin Xing was having lunch in the backyard. As soon as he saw Jiang Yun, he immediately took a detour to avoid him. He even stopped being on duty in the afternoon and rested in the small room arranged by Xuan Yizheng.
Because of the Guishui element this year, Xuan Yizheng specially ordered someone to tidy up the single room in case of emergency.
In the evening, Yin Xing was about to leave the stable with Xiaoguai by her hand when she saw the elusive Jiang Yun. She called out to him teasingly with a half-smile on her face, "Master Xiao Yin, are you avoiding me?"
"No, no." Yin Xing denied it with a thump in his heart, feeling very guilty.
"Then why don't you dare look into my eyes?" Jiang Yun looked at him.
Before Yin Xing could say anything, he was surprised by the gossipy looks from passing officials. He quickly said, "Inspector Jiang, there's a difference in our status. Please be careful."
Yin Xing didn't want to see the scene where the prince consort was stripped naked and asked to apologize.
But Xuan Yizheng is so gentle and kind, she shouldn't punish herself.
Jiang Yun smiled wickedly, not afraid of wearing shoes, and said slowly: "Okay, I just want to remind you not to walk on the usual streets, otherwise you will be punished by your princess wife to kneel on the washboard."
After saying that, Jiang Yun led the horse out of the stable in a carefree manner.
Yin Xing was bewildered by this. He caught a glimpse of the strange looks from the clerks out of the corner of his eye, and hurriedly mounted his horse without giving it any more thought.
Xuan Yizheng would never punish himself by kneeling on the washboard. Jiang Yun always tries to sow discord.
However, when Yin Xing saw the third princess dressed in jewels, he suddenly regretted not listening to Jiang Yun.
"Lord Yin, long time no see." The third princess lifted the carriage curtain and looked at Yin Xinghuan on horseback.
"..." Yin Xing's eyes wandered to the rice cart that collapsed inexplicably in front of him. He held the reins in his hands and just wanted to turn around.
The Third Princess looked at Yin Xing, who hadn't changed in months. He was delicate and pretty, and he was very attractive. She kept silent and patiently called out, "You never attend official banquets, so you're really hard to find."
Yin Xing came back to his senses and responded cautiously: "Is there something wrong with the Third Princess?"
"It's okay, we just happened to meet."
"In that case, I have something else to do and cannot stay any longer. Goodbye."
Yin Xing grabbed the reins and hurriedly turned around and left the street. The third princess looked a little annoyed. Is this guy a blockhead?
Did you really believe what he said just now?
The sound of horse hooves pounded, and Yin Xing didn't dare to think. He hurried all the way back to the villa, and only then did he gradually come to his senses.
Xuan Yizhen reached out and placed the withering peach blossoms into the scripture. He looked at Yin Xing calmly and said, "How did the Third Princess meet you by chance?"
Yin Xing drank his tea and shook his head: "I don't know either."
"The Third Princess seems to be quite interested in you. There are so many people on the streets of the capital, but she just wants to chat with you."
"Yeah, that's why I was so scared that I came back to tell Yizhen."
Those dynasty princesses were more terrifying than each other, so Yin Xing naturally tried to hide from them whenever possible.
Xuan Yizhen chuckled and replied, "Are you so afraid of the Third Princess?"
Yin Xing's face turned red with anger at Xuan Yizheng's gentle smile. He blinked his eyes, but he didn't say anything because he was afraid that she would be unhappy and punish him by making him kneel on the washboard.
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