Chapter 47 (8,000 words) Xuan Yizhen is jealous...
A bright red drop of blood slid down from the beautiful thin lips, like the juice of a gorgeous flower. Yin Xing retreated in horror, only to realize that there was some fishy and sweet blood on the tip of his teeth.
I was so scared just now that I accidentally bit Xuan Yizheng's lips.
In contrast, Xuan Yizheng had a calm expression. She gently wiped away the blood with her delicate hands, her beautiful eyes lowered to the crimson blood beads on her fingertips, her long eyelashes covering the tiny light floating between them, making her look even more mysterious.
Giving her everything she has will probably just scare her away from herself.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Yin Xing apologized nervously, looking very flustered.
"It's okay, try it." Xuan Yizheng restrained his expression, slowly moved the white part of his fingertips in front of Yin Xing, and said in a light and seductive voice.
Yin Xing was silent, almost thinking that he had misheard the voice. He looked at Xuan Yizheng's calm and serious expression, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and then he was sure that it was not an auditory hallucination.
Xuan Yizhen allowed Yin Xing's dark, clear eyes to stare at her, trying to suppress her impatience. Her demeanor softened, revealing almost no flaws. She whispered, "Don't you want to? But I never mind tasting your..."
The tentative words, which were deliberately full of resentment, came to an abrupt halt. When the drop of blood on the white fingertips was held in the warm and soft hand, his heartbeat stopped for a moment. The storm in Xuan Yizhen's eyes subsided, and a smile gradually filled his eyes.
Yin Xing blushed and withdrew his tongue, trying his best to ignore the taste of blood, fearing that Xuan Yizhen would say something even more embarrassing. He stammered, "Is this okay?"
"No, there's still here."
“…”
When his eyes followed Xuan Yizheng's fingertips and fell on her thin lips soaked with blood, they were much more rosy than the usual lip balm, like a tempting forbidden fruit, looking delicate and tempting, but with a blurred line of danger.
Yin Xing met Xuan Yizheng's clear and honest eyes, which were gentle yet revealing a hint of seductive charm, eerie and quiet, like a man-eating monster in the mountains. Her heart was beating slightly faster, but she obediently raised her head and kissed those cool thin lips, just like she kissed away her own tears, carefully soothing the wound.
If Xuan Yi is really a mountain spirit or ghost, I can't just ignore her.
Xuan Yizheng slowly raised his hands and embraced Yin Xing in his arms, his cool fingertips hooked around the back of her neck, as if encouraging, but also as if restraining, his lips touched hers lightly with unbearable effort, restraining the urge to bite her, so as not to scare her into panic like before.
Inside the gauze curtain, their breathing gradually intertwined, with some ambiguous murmurs in between. Yin Xing, who was trying to comfort the injured thin lips, was surprised when he felt the coolness of his collar being touched.
But then Xuan Yizhen took the initiative to offer his thin lips, trying his best to hook Yin Xing's mind into a trance.
"Yizhen, I have to go to the Dali Temple tomorrow." Yin Xing muttered absentmindedly.
"Well, so it's just a touch." Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's moist eyes, even her eyelashes seemed thicker. His throat tightened slightly, and he felt her heartbeat with his fingertips, coaxing her lovingly.
Even nephrite cannot compare to this feel.
Yin Xing's face was hot, and for some reason he didn't quite believe Xuan Yizhen. He looked up and saw that her eyes were filled with rich and heavy emotions, yet clear and pure, which made his heart beat faster and he couldn't refuse.
But in a flash, Xuan Yizheng's dark eyes returned to their usual calmness and composure, as if she just wanted to caress him simply.
At this time, Xuan Yizhen leaned forward slightly and couldn't help but kiss Yin Xing's clean eyes. Feeling her trembling, he said softly, "You can also try it on me as a soothing pleasure. Maybe you will feel happier."
There is nothing more fun in the world than teasing Yin Xing. Xuan Yizheng has always been happy to try intimate behaviors with her. It would be best if she could become addicted to him and could never leave him.
In this vast world, he only wants her, and he will never let her abandon him.
Yin Xing subconsciously wanted to refuse, but his eyes fell on the hem of Xuan Yizhen's shirt, where his jade-like white skin, winding and changing, was vaguely visible. He nodded in a bewildered manner, "Okay."
After a ridiculous night, the next morning, the female official Chunli came in to serve. Her eyes fell on the wound on Princess Zhanghua's lips and she was secretly surprised.
Yin Xing, who came from the Marquis' Mansion in Xizhou, was becoming more and more arrogant.
Yin Xing, who was labeled as audacious and presumptuous, was now blushing as he buried his head in his breakfast, not daring to look at Xuan Yizheng at all.
Because Yin Xing's head was full of the snow waves that he could hardly control, no wonder Xuan Yi really liked to touch it, it was really too soft.
But Xuan Yi was as calm as usual, ignoring the female official's gaze, as if nothing in the world could make her frightened.
Of course, that kind of intimate thing is excluded.
The more he thought about Yin Xing, the more embarrassed he felt. The just-right caressing with Xuan Yizheng last night was even more exciting than usual, and it was a bit intoxicating.
Soon, Yin Xing hurriedly finished his breakfast and planned to go out feeling somewhat embarrassed.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Haven't you forgotten something?" Xuan Yizheng called gently, his cold white jade face showing joy and interest.
"No, I haven't forgotten." Yin Xing walked forward and hugged Xuan Yizheng with a hot face, but he didn't dare to get close to him like before. He sniffed the faint cold fragrance with his nose, feeling a little ashamed.
Although she was still worried that Xuan Yizheng refused to believe her and open her heart to her, she was so unrestrainedly intimate with her. How could such a discordant person exist in this world?
Stubborn and unbridled, cold and charming, as ethereal as rain and fog, yet possessing the extremes of ice and fire, with infinite changes.
But Yin Xing knew that it was impossible for her to be unhappy with Xuan Yizheng, and she was just secretly wiping away her tears last night out of frustration.
After all, Xuan Yizheng had never had any unpleasantness with her, especially when it came to intimate matters, she would be more humble and try, never acting in a condescending manner, and was always gentle and considerate, with no faults to be found.
So Yin Xing could only reflect on himself, thinking that maybe he had not done something well enough, which made Xuan Yizheng feel uneasy.
The sound of horse hooves clattered, the warm sun was shining in the sky, and the sky above the capital was clear and the air was fresh. Yin Xing entered the Dali Temple as usual and saw many officials and others gathering in the main hall.
It seems that holding a routine meeting on the first day of a holiday has always been a very common thing throughout history.
Yin Xing turned the corner and walked alone towards the courtyard of the general warehouse. The Dali Temple Minister would never send anyone to invite him to participate in public meetings. It seemed that he just treated him as a transparent person. Although he didn't look for trouble, he was not eager either.
This also fits Yin Xing's desire to live in peace in a corner.
As I passed by the corridor, many petty officials frequently cast glances at me, with a teasing and mocking look in their eyes, which was puzzling.
When Yin Xing saw Jiang Yun talking to three or two constables from afar, he did not stop.
Jiang Yun caught a glimpse of Yin Xing out of the corner of his eye. He stopped chatting with the three or two constables about the case and instead stepped forward and called out, "Young Master Yin, how was your Shangsi Festival?"
"Very good." Yin Xing responded with a hot face.
"It's really enviable. The Qujiang banquet hosted by the emperor himself caused a big incident, and we are all busy." Jiang Yun said with a teasing look on his face.
Yin Xing suspected that Jiang Yun was questioning him about something, so he paused and said frankly, "I stayed by Princess Zhang Hua's side the entire day yesterday, so don't make random guesses."
The capital is so big, it’s impossible that everything that happens is related to Xuan Yizheng.
Jiang Yun's expression was particularly rich, and his smile was bold and unrestrained. He looked at her and said, "No wonder you look so radiant. Many people have heard about you openly carrying the love flower yesterday. I didn't believe it at first."
Yin Xing's cheeks flushed crimson instantly, and she asked in disbelief, "How could such a private matter become so widely spread?"
"Your princess wife is renowned, and there are always spies around her. As her consort, you naturally can't escape the rumors."
"You can't spread such private matters."
Fortunately, there was no more intimate behavior outside yesterday, otherwise Yin Xing couldn't imagine how taboo the rumors would be.
Jiang Yun looked at Yin Xing with a smile and kindly reminded her, "Who made you the Third Princess's favorite? They ran into each other on the street and outings. These romantic rumors have been around for ages."
If Jiang Yun had not discovered that the Third Princess had sent a clerk to inquire about Yin Xing's movements, it would have been impossible for him to learn about the Third Princess's new movements through this communication.
Hearing this, Yin Xing didn't have the heart to watch the fun like Jiang Yun, and frowned and said, "Luckily I took a detour to the Dali Temple today. If I run into him again, I'll really have a hard time explaining myself."
"Speaking of which, since the Third Princess is so devoted to you, didn't your princess wife pull your ears and scold you?"
"No, she wouldn't be that aggressive towards me. Don't believe the rumors spread by the capital."
At most, he would be punished with some weird ways of intimacy. Yin Xing blushed and distractedly thought about the possibility that Xuan Yizheng was angry.
The more he thought about it, the more Yin Xing couldn't forget the white skin of Xuan Yizheng that was about to be exposed when his clothes were half taken off, and his mouth became very dry.
Seeing Yin Xing's face beaming with joy, and clearly infatuated with Princess Zhang Hua, Jiang Yun stopped teasing her. Instead, he mentioned the Qujiang Banquet and said, "Okay, but last night's incident might be related to the disguise technique used in the disappearance case. Do you want to hear about it?"
Yin Xing swallowed, collected his thoughts a little, and asked, not quite understanding, "How are these two things connected?"
"The Qujiang Banquet was originally an elegant event for scholars that imitated the drinking and poetry flow, and it attracted much attention because the best drinkers and poets would be nominated by the emperor to have their monuments engraved. But last night, many clerks of this year's imperial examination suddenly had their skin broken and peeled off during the banquet, leaving them covered in blood and flesh. The scene was particularly horrifying." Jiang Yun put away his joking expression and looked quite solemn.
"This is too creepy. What's going on?" Yin Xing was a little afraid to imagine the scene at the banquet, and he might have a nightmare.
Jiang Yun cradled his sword in his arms and pondered, "I've never understood the mysteries surrounding the disappearances. First, why are all the victims women? Second, why would the mastermind risk practicing disguise techniques?"
Cochineal requires flesh and blood, but it should not be picky about gender. The so-called disguise technique should be proficient in men, women, young and old.
Now Jiang Yun finally understood that those women were covering up for the murderer who was attracted by her beauty, and that the disguise technique was actually intended to be used on candidates who were to become officials in the court. It was obvious that someone was using the court officials as puppets for their own plot.
This trick of concealing the truth from the world is truly a perfect plan.
Yin Xing slowly reacted, startled, and muttered, "The mastermind behind this went to such great lengths to conceal his actions, was it ultimately to select a substitute candidate to serve in the imperial court?"
"Well, so the nature of this case is much more serious than an ordinary missing person or murder case."
"Who would do such a dangerous and terrible thing?"
Jiang Yun collected his thoughts, looked around, and said in a low voice, "It's obvious that the three princes who invited the clerk to the meeting this time are the most suspicious."
The emperor has not yet appointed a crown prince, so naturally there will be ambitious people waiting for an opportunity to act.
Or perhaps it could be said that the emperor had always condoned the princes' fighting in the court, but it was not as obvious as condoning the princesses and princesses.
Yin Xing was extremely shocked by this. He didn't expect that those three seemingly human princes could be so cruel!
In such a comparison, the conflicts among the princesses seem trivial.
"But those who disguised themselves as nobles to take the imperial examinations should have had their skins hard to tell, so how could they fall off so easily?"
"Yes, so there's something else going on. This morning, the bodies of the clerks were taken to the Dali Temple for autopsies, and the others are also being investigated. They have a lot of work to do."
Yin Xing suddenly recalled a person who looked very similar to him. Back then, his skin and flesh were so seamlessly connected that it seemed almost natural. Coming back to his senses, he asked, "How did those clerks die?"
The disguise skills of that group of people should have been very realistic.
Jiang Yun's eyes showed cunning, and he couldn't help but respond in a frightening way: "Just imagine your face falling apart like cracked mud. Even if you're not scared to death, you'll probably die of pain."
Yin Xing didn't dare to think too much about what he heard. He just felt a slight pain on his cheek. He nodded repeatedly and didn't ask any more questions!
Seeing this, Jiang Yun walked to the front hall with a wicked smile to busy himself. Yin Xing returned to the general warehouse alone, raised his hands to cover his face, and sighed that the capital was really too scary.
In silence, the spring breeze outside the window caresses the branches, and the flower buds grow more and more luxuriantly. As time passes, it gradually becomes warmer.
However, during the Qingming Festival, there was a sudden drizzle, which suddenly added to the dampness and coldness, which can be said to be unpredictable.
"A-choo!" Yin Xing's nose was itchy and he couldn't stop sneezing, drinking ginger soup in small sips.
"Now you know why I advised you not to change the quilt so early." Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's flushed cheeks, which looked like uneven rouge that she had touched secretly. She looked so naive, and her jade-white fingertips lightly touched the skin, which felt a little hot.
But this is a bit like the blush she shows when she is intimate, beautiful and delicate, making people want to take a bite and taste it.
Yin Xing nodded sheepishly, "I didn't know the weather in the capital was so unpredictable in early spring. I thought summer was coming in no time."
Xuan Yizhen listened to the overly muffled voice, which made him feel soft-hearted. He collected his thoughts a little, withdrew his hand, and casually placed it on the hand warmer. His eyes fell on the document in front of Yin Xing, and he said calmly, "What are you going to write?"
In the past, Yin Xing rarely brought documents back to the villa.
"A document regarding the review of the case files in the general treasury." Yin Xing explained that he had never mentioned what happened at the Qujiang banquet to Xuan Yizheng because he thought it was too horrific and bloody.
"Is that so? It seems like you plan to spend Qingming Festival like this today?" Xuan Yizheng raised his hand to grind ink for Yin Xing and called out in a low voice.
Yin Xing nodded, looking at the drizzling rain outside. Remembering Xuan Yizhen's words that she didn't like the rain, she asked, "Does Xuan Yizhen go to worship his relatives during Qingming Festival in previous years?"
Xuan Yizhen responded calmly, "Qingming is always a rainy season, so I don't often go to the ancestral temple to participate in worship. This year I just want to stay with you."
Hearing the sound, Yin Xing finished drinking the ginger soup with a hot face, rolled up his wide sleeves, picked up the pen to write the document, and said nothing more for a while.
Finish writing sooner so you can spend time with Yizhen!
In the silence, the sound of rain could be heard. When Yin Xing stopped writing, he found that it was a little dark inside. Xuan Yizheng quietly held the lamp for him, and his heart was filled with warmth.
"Have you finished writing?" Xuan Yizheng blinked her beautiful eyes to meet Yin Xing's bright eyes, and she wanted to kiss her.
It’s a pity that Yin Xing muttered some weird words like viruses and bacteria, but he refused to kiss her anyway.
"No, but it will be soon." Yin Xing retracted his gaze and continued to write hard, thinking that since he could spend his whole life with Xuan Yizheng like this, there seemed no need to explore the secrets she was hiding.
After a while, Yin Xing put the documents on the low table, held Xuan Yizhen's hand in his palm to warm her up, and said with a smile: "Yizhen has worked hard."
Xuan Yizhen hooked his fingertips between Yin Xing's, his brows showing tenderness, and said, "It's okay. It's hard for you to work hard while sick. Is the Dali Temple very busy recently?"
"Things with the general treasury are fine, but recently because of the Qujiang banquet case, the inspectors at the Dali Temple are all busy with the case of a clerk cheating on the imperial examination, so they're very busy."
"This case has far-reaching implications. The candidates for the imperial examinations include not only children from aristocratic families but also members of many powerful local clans. If we offend them, we'll be in trouble."
Yin Xing held Xuan Yizhen's cool hand against his cheek, muttering curiously, "I thought it was a nobleman looking for someone to impersonate him to take the exam, but I didn't expect it was the nobleman whose identity was taken away, and his whereabouts are still unknown."
Those noble sons wanted to find someone to take the exam for them, but ended up having their identities replaced. Although they were unlucky, they were not innocent.
But the replacements on the list were inexplicably killed off at the Qujiang Banquet. What kind of brain-burning plot of thieves robbing thieves is this?!
Xuan Yizhen placed his palm against Yin Xing's rosy face, his fingertips tracing the contours of her delicate features. His thin lips curled up slightly as he softly replied, "Who do you think is more likely to be manipulated as a puppet: a nobleman or a test-taker who has changed their appearance?"
"That must be someone taking the exam for someone else. Most of the children of nobles are arrogant and conceited, and they often have bad tempers."
"So it makes sense for the mastermind behind this to choose a more loyal substitute and kill the nobles, doesn't it?"
Yin Xing nodded subconsciously, feeling that it made sense, but he also felt that standing from the murderer's perspective was against legal common sense.
When Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen's gentle and peaceful expression, he inexplicably felt that she had known about it for a long time, so she was not surprised at all about this case that shocked the court and the public.
So much so that Yin Xing felt that Xuan Yizhen might have a role in this case of corruption.
But Yin Xing felt that he was thinking too much, so he didn't talk any more and didn't dare to make random guesses.
Since I have decided not to explore the mystery of Xuan Yizheng anymore, I can only resolutely turn a blind eye.
Yin Xing slowly looked at the small blue flowers in the green vines outside the window. At this moment, they looked transparent because of the crystal raindrops. He said, "This little flower is very beautiful."
Xuan Yizhen's gaze wandered to Yin Xing's clear eyes, and he responded attentively: "Well, this kind of flower has a strong ability to survive, and can even sprout in human flesh and blood, so don't touch it casually."
"..." Yin Xing nodded obediently, wondering if all the plants Xuan Yizhen raised were so unique?!
It seems that when Xuan Yizhen first met me, he reminded me that destroying flowers would be dangerous, and he was not joking.
The cold rain outside the window dripped like a curtain, gradually blurring the view of this beautiful house and courtyard full of flowers and green vines.
At this moment, the Dali Temple's autopsy room was cold and quiet, and the dim candlelight made it even darker.
Jiang Yun leaned against the window and exhaled white mist. Only after he calmed down did he turn around and continue watching Liu Ci perform the autopsy.
Liu Ci reached out and opened a sealed small box. Inside, the remaining skinless little flesh gradually began to reveal new green branches. His calm tone was rarely filled with a hint of excitement as he spoke, "Ayun, this is truly a spectacular sight."
"So this is what caused the substitute examiner's skin to peel off?" Jiang Yun lowered his eyes and stared at the extremely tender branches, unable to believe it.
"Well, they should have been dormant like seeds before, but the imperial wine at the Qujiang Banquet can stimulate their changes and eventually break out of the ground." Liu Ci explained seriously.
Jiang Yun felt a slight pain on his face after hearing this and he silently stepped away. He felt that the bloody manor of Princess Xinyang seemed relatively easy to accept.
After all, there's a world of difference between using the flesh and blood of a dead person to grow cochineal eggs and sowing flower seeds on a living person's face.
Moreover, these clerks often socialize and drink on a daily basis, so how come they were only infected by the imperial wine from the Qujiang banquet?
Before Jiang Yun could say anything, Liu Ci understood and explained her confusion, patiently saying, "This year's imperial wine is a traditional medicinal wine. It should contain something that can stimulate the growth of flower seeds. The person who exposed the cheating in the imperial examination this time must be extremely skilled in gardening and weeding."
As Jiang Yun said this, he thought of Princess Zhang Hua who had seen the garden full of flourishing flowers, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
If Princess Zhang Hua wanted to expose the case of cheating in the imperial examination, why did she take this approach?
Although it is subtle, it is quite cruel, unless Princess Zhanghua intends to intimidate others.
However, considering that this case involves three princes, plus the former Princess Xinyang and the second princess whose position is unclear, the royal bloodline is widely implicated.
The more Jiang Yun thought about it, the more he felt that Princess Zhang Hua was somewhat terrifying. She seemed to be watching the chess game from the other side of the river, but she left pieces for killing everywhere, just like these flower seeds, which had entered the flesh and blood of the substitute examinees without anyone noticing.
"Ayun, this is the second time that flower evidence has appeared." Liu Ci put the small box down and prepared to write the autopsy documents.
"Wait, don't record this matter for now. The most urgent task is to find out the culprit of the cheating in the scientific examination." Jiang Yun came to his senses and advised.
Liu Ci asked with a puzzled look in his eyes, "But there's no reason for the instigator to kill his own pawn just when his plan was about to succeed."
Behind these flower seeds lies another, more intelligent and dangerous killer.
Jiang Yun certainly knew that Princess Zhang Hua was probably not the instigator of the cheating in the scientific examination, so he was unwilling to investigate further. He only wanted to bring the culprit behind so many disappearances to justice!
As for the intrigues among the royal family and nobles, Jiang Yun would only retreat in disgust, so he didn't want Liu Ci to be involved.
"Okay, I know." Liu Ci rarely saw Jiang Yun, who was strict in law enforcement, conceal evidence, but he still believed in her arrangement.
I think, maybe because it involves royal relatives, Jiang Yun doesn't want to put himself in danger.
After all, those royal relatives are above the law, and the Dali Temple can do nothing about them.
It rained outside for two or three days during the Qingming Festival before the sky cleared up.
Yin Xing did not dare to be careless and put on thick clothes. He stepped into the Dali Temple and looked at the officials coming and going. Most of the constables were of rough build, tall and strong, like a human wall.
Therefore, the scientific research clerks who were arrested and interrogated appeared particularly weak. Yin Xing subconsciously straightened his body to avoid looking sick and being laughed at.
At this time, Yin Xing noticed that there were many more guards. He glanced at the attic and found that the windows were closed.
It is said that the Dali Temple Minister liked to overlook what was happening in the hall from the attic.
When Yin Xing entered the general warehouse from the corridor, several colleagues were already sitting at their desks, chatting about what they had heard.
"We've had quite a few visitors to the Dali Temple lately. The three princes have each recruited a number of clerks. Most of those who were found to have cheated on the exam have bowed to the First and Third Princes. Now they're like catching lice and scrabbling for food."
"The investigation into the imperial examination disguise case remains unclear, and the three princes remain highly suspected. Lord Jiang will probably have to weigh the severity of the case."
"Logically, this imperial examination cheating case was flawless. No one knew it was connected to last year's disappearance. Unexpectedly, a move went wrong during the Qujiang banquet. This timing is probably no accident."
Yin Xing listened quietly to his colleagues' words, raised his hand to pick up the teacup, and thought that these princes were clearly being punished for their many evil deeds.
If the murderer succeeds in holding a banquet in Qujiang and becomes famous all over the world, his plan will be fully achieved.
Princess Xinyang is the only suspect in the missing case. The murderer is really too clever and scheming.
The hot mist of tea swirled around, the water shimmered, and the Second Princess's residence was dead silent. The waiters knelt outside, not daring to make a sound.
The Bodhisattva portraits in the hall looked dim due to the strong incense. Two of them sat upright. The Third Prince knelt on the ground and pleaded, "My sister, this is all my fault."
The Second Princess's fingertips were tinged with white as she pinched the ruby Zen beads. Her usually calm face was filled with rage as she scolded, "I told you to keep a low profile, but you were thinking about showing off at the poetry banquet. Now you can't get away. How foolish!"
Those carefully selected substitute examinees were all confidants and had their families as hostages, so the second princess was not worried about revealing her identity.
But according to the original plan, they would rely on the eldest prince and the second prince in batches to steal their trust, and with time, they would definitely be of great use in the future.
It is a pity that the cheating in the imperial examination was exposed at the Qujiang banquet. Not only did several years of hard work go to waste, but it also put him in danger of getting into trouble!
"Royal sister, you are my biological sister. If you can't clear the suspicion this time, there will be no chance!" The third prince knelt on the ground in fear, tears streaming down his face.
"If you keep crying like this, get out!" The second princess scolded with impatience in her eyes, her heart aching with anger.
After he finished speaking, the Third Prince quickly wiped away his tears and said respectfully, "Please calm down, sister. I didn't reveal all those people. My eldest brother also has quite a few, and he can't clear himself of suspicion either."
The Second Princess pursed her lips in silence, fiddling with her ruby Zen beads with her fingertips. Gradually, her mood calmed down, and she replied thoughtfully: "You must cooperate with the First Prince on this matter. If you make a foolish excuse and frame him, even the gods can't save you."
"Imperial sister, do you mean to shift the suspicion onto Second Brother?"
"Apart from him, are you sure you can defeat the Crown Prince?"
The Third Prince shook his head in dismay and said hesitantly, "But Second Brother is the least suspicious this time. How should we proceed?"
The second princess fiddled with her Zen beads, lowered her eyes, and sneered, "Misfortune is the foundation of good fortune, and good fortune is the root of misfortune."
I'm afraid that at this moment, the eldest princess would most like to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between the two tigers.
The sound of Zen beads was crisp and pleasant, echoing lingeringly, like the sound of a crescent moon plucking, clear and melodious. This was the magnificent scene in the Grand Princess's Mansion.
The eldest princess leisurely admired the intricate patterns on her new armor, a bright smile on her face. She said, "Second brother, it's all in vain. His brother is so stupid."
The Second Prince sat drinking on the side, raised his hand to dismiss the dancers, and then spoke: "This imperial examination cheating case was exposed at the Qujiang banquet. It was too cruel and heartbreaking, and it caught them off guard."
"That's right, the second brother's plan is really terrifying. If it really succeeds, the power of the entire court will be so great that even you will be hindered when you ascend the throne." The eldest princess restrained her smile slightly and said seriously.
"Yes, it's a pity that no one who took the exam on behalf of another has come forward to testify, otherwise the third prince will have no chance of turning things around." The second prince pondered.
The Dali Temple is a court department that my father attaches great importance to, and the Dali Temple Minister is an important official who is not easily affected by praise or criticism. It is almost impossible for anyone to make any changes.
After the words fell, the two looked at each other, and the eldest princess pondered, "Whoever can expose this conspiracy at the Qujiang banquet will have more solid evidence."
The Second Prince immediately understood and said, "Royal Sister, are you referring to the one from the other courtyard?"
The second prince did not witness what happened that year with his own eyes, but he had seen the injury on his sister's hand, so he knew very well her hatred for Princess Zhanghua.
"Except for her, who else can have such thoughts and means? She almost trampled the second brother under her feet and crushed him. Killing him and destroying his heart is considered polite." The eldest princess said to hide her palpitations.
The second brother's methods are hard to guard against, and his planning over the years shows his calmness, but he just doesn't know his own limitations and goes against Xuan Yizheng.
That crazy woman can play with people to death. I'm afraid that the second brother will be either angry to death or seriously injured this time.
The Second Prince was of course aware of Princess Zhanghua's power and position, but he was reluctant to ask his sister to show weakness. He said, "I, your brother, have a way to find out about this matter. Don't worry, sister."
The eldest princess was confused and asked, "What can you do?"
"Recently, rumors have been circulating in the capital about Princess Zhanghua and her husband Yin having a harmonious relationship during the Shangsi Festival, and the story of them exchanging flowers and ribbons has spread like wildfire."
"Alright, you can try to get in touch with the prince consort of the Xizhou Marquisate first."
The words drifted faintly. At dusk, Yin Xing sat at his desk and saw a stack of invitations. He muttered in confusion, "Strange! How come I didn't know I had so many good friends in the capital?"
It is no exaggeration to say that even the Chinese New Year is not this lively.
Xuan Yizhen chuckled softly, sipping his tea with his eyes lowered. His gaze swept across the invitations to the princes' banquets, and he asked calmly, "Do you have an invitation for the third princess?"
Yin Xing paused, his eyes falling on the banquet invitation. He blinked and looked at the gentle and smiling Xuan Yizhen. He felt a chill inexplicably and said solemnly, "Yes, but don't worry, Yizhen, I won't go to the Third Princess' banquet."
"Why would I be worried about you?"
“…”
Yin Xing didn't know what to say, so he could only respond with a wry smile. His eyes fell on the invitations to the three princes and three princesses. He counted them with his fingers and muttered, "Strange, the only invitation here doesn't seem to be for the eldest princess."
Could it be that these scheming princesses and princes, when they decided to invite me, tacitly blocked the eldest princess?!
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing with gentle eyes and said softly, "Why, you seem very sorry that you don't have the invitation to the eldest princess's banquet?"
"..." Yin Xing looked up at the beautiful Xuan Yizhen and shook his head repeatedly, as if he would be irresponsible to his own life if he was slow for even a second. He asked in confusion, "I'm just a little curious why the eldest princess didn't join in the fun. Why would Yizhen think so?"
"It's nothing. I'm just a little curious." Xuan Yizheng blinked her beautiful eyes as if nothing had happened, and responded gently.
But when Yin Xing heard this overly familiar sentence, he realized that Xuan Yi was really imitating his own words. It was a little bad, but very cute.
Could it be that Xuan Yizhen doesn't want her to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival with other people, so she's jealous?!
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