Chapter 58 (10,000 words) It’s really white, happy...
In winter, the sky always becomes dark without you noticing, making it difficult to distinguish between day and night.
The pale yellow candlelight sets off the gorgeous and brilliant colors of the glazed flowers and plants, making their shapes lifelike, and the light shifts subtly.
In the silence, Yin Xing looked at the sleeping Xuan Yizhen. Her breathing was shallow, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes cast faint shadows on her cold white skin, her black hair was disheveled, the black and white were extremely vivid, like a pure jade statue of a saint.
Xuan Yizheng rarely slept so soundly on ordinary days. Yin Xing looked at her motionlessly, his gaze falling on her rosy, thin lips, which were slightly rosy and a little swollen.
Yin Xing kissed her thin lips apologetically, but saw that Xuan Yizhen still showed no signs of waking up, like the Sleeping Beauty in the fairy tale, quiet and beautiful.
Thinking of this, Yin Xing's face flushed. He blinked as he watched the smooth black hair falling down her slender neck, covering the mottled red marks. Could it be that he had really made great progress?!
No, it shouldn't be like that.
Since Yin Xing himself didn't feel as tired and sore as usual, it shouldn't have lasted long.
Although Xuan Yizhen was happy to try intimacy, she was not a serious person and at most she tried it because she thought it was fun.
So Yin Xing felt that compared to physical pleasure, Xuan Yizheng cared more about psychological satisfaction.
Originally, Yin Xing felt that he should try his best to make Xuan Yizheng happy and should not disturb her privacy.
But now Yin Xing feels that Xuan Yi is like an abyss that cannot be peered into. Perhaps he will become more and more unsatisfied in the future, and will slide into the abyss if he is not careful.
Yin Xing raised his hand to tidy up Xuan Yizhen's long black hair on the side of his neck. It was soft and cool. His eyes fell clearly on the wound. Guilt and uneasiness filled his heart, gradually turning into worry.
Perhaps she shouldn't have succumbed to Xuan Yi's insolence, otherwise if she continued to indulge in it, she would eventually destroy herself.
Thinking of this, Yin Xing closed his eyes and kissed Xuan Yizheng on the cheek, sniffing the faint cool fragrance and feeling her presence.
In the silence, the biting cold wind outside the house gently hit the window, and the flying snow fell on the window with a rustling sound, which made Yin Xing a little irritated.
As time passed and the New Year approached, the streets and markets in the capital became more and more lively. The heavy snow stopped and the sun rose, illuminating the vast snowy scene.
In the morning, a hazy woman's voice was heard from the inner room of the courtyard. Yin Xing sat beside the couch, quietly looking at Xuan Yizhen who was wearing a plain white undergarment to cover the scars on her body that had not yet faded. The hem of her skirt moved slightly, like surging waves, elegant and beautiful.
Xuan Yizheng has a tall and slender figure, with soft shoulders and a willow waist, and a graceful and elegant temperament. The simpler she is, the more bright and shining she appears, like a cold moon in the morning clouds, strangely beautiful.
"Are you going to meet the Marquis of Xizhou who has entered the capital?"
"Well, I'll go meet him in advance. It's cold now, so don't go out."
Xuan Yizhen tied the thin belt with her fingertips, and met Yin Xing's gaze, as bright and focused as a child's. She said softly, "If you feel cold, I can summon the Marquis of Xizhou, and you don't have to leave the villa."
Yin Xing shook his head and replied: "It doesn't matter, I'd better go there in person."
If the Marquis of Xizhou was involved in the matter of rebellion and taking sides, Yin Xing did not want Xuan Yizheng to be affected, so he would naturally avoid it if possible and try to reduce contact as much as possible.
Moreover, Yin Xing was worried that the Marquis of Xizhou would ask Xuan Yizheng for help, which would only put Xuan Yizheng in an awkward position, so he tried to test the waters.
"Okay, then come back early." Xuan Yizheng stepped to the side of the couch, bent down and kissed Yin Xing's face. Her black hair fell sideways, and shadows passed through her eyes. Her beautiful eyes were gentle but stubborn. In fact, he didn't want her to leave his sight.
However, Yin Xing has not left the house since her vacation, and Xuan Yizheng allowed her wish considering her recent good behavior.
After a while, Yin Xing ended the passionate kiss with a blushing face, then dressed neatly and stepped out of the house. It was a rare sunny day outside, and although it was not warm, it made people's eyes suddenly bright and clear, without any gloom.
So Yin Xing rode out of the villa and rode along the streets of the capital, without any urgency to get up early and travel as he did in the past.
Because Xuan Yizheng said that he would send someone to inform Xizhou Hou about his visit in advance so that he could make preparations.
Yin Xing knew that the Marquis of Xizhou had a private residence in the capital, but he had never been there.
Yin Xing walked through the streets, looking at the busy peddlers, faintly hearing the sound of children setting off firecrackers, and smelling the sticky aroma of sugar in the wind, only then did he feel the atmosphere of the New Year.
The New Year festivals in the villa were all decorated by the maids ordered by the female officials, and Xuan Yizheng did not pay any attention to the festivals.
Thinking of this, Yin Xing dismounted and strolled around the market, planning to buy some New Year gifts for Xuan Yizheng.
This time when Yin Xing went out, he was accompanied by many followers. The main streets were still spacious, but the alleys in the market were relatively crowded.
It would be inconvenient for the entourage to enter on horseback, so Yin Xing tilted his head and said, "You guys find a shelter and wait, I'll be back soon."
"Yes." The servants obeyed the order.
Yin Xing walked alone into the busy alley, passing through various stalls and markets, his eyes attracted by all kinds of objects, and he was dazzled.
A vendor enthusiastically called out, "Selling rice cakes, fragrant, glutinous and delicious rice cakes!"
Yin Xing's eyes fell on the red, yellow and white rice cakes. They looked soft and glutinous, and the colors were bright. He said, "These rice cakes look pretty good."
"This symbolizes gold, silver, and treasure. How can we celebrate the New Year without eating rice cakes? Let's buy some!"
"good."
So Yin Xing brought over three packages of rice cakes of different colors, thinking of giving them to Xuan Yizhen to try. Then, the restaurant owner next door enthusiastically sold him some new year wine: "New Year wine is a must-drink during the New Year. It's also known as Tusu wine, which wards off evil spirits, cures illness, and ensures safety. It's rich and aromatic, and I guarantee you'll want more!"
When Yin Xing heard this, she thought of Xuan Yizhen, who was not in good health and knew how to drink, and immediately said, "Okay."
However, Yin Xing knew his alcohol tolerance, so he only bought one jar.
After walking a few steps, Yin Xing was attracted by the red envelope and beautiful paper. Upon closer inspection, he found patterns of red plum blossoms and other flowers on it. He asked, "What is this?"
"Plum blossom paper can be used as New Year's greeting cards. You can write New Year's messages and give them to relatives and friends to express your feelings." The vendor responded.
Yin Xing remembered that he had not yet formally wished Xuan Yizheng a happy new year, so he stepped forward to pick out some nice-looking stationery, and perhaps the extra ones could be given to Jiang Yun as a New Year greeting.
Just when Yin Xing was concentrating on this, he didn't expect a figure to approach him, raised his hand to take out a nearby piece of paper, and said slowly: "Master Yin, what a coincidence."
The surroundings were bustling with activity, and Yin Xing almost didn't notice the voices. He turned his head and saw Du Ruo, and was surprised. He asked, "Officer Du, why are you here?"
"I just finished my errand and was just passing by." Du Ruo heard the slight shaking sound of the wine jar in Yin Xing's hand, and his eyes fell on the large and small bags that she couldn't free her hands from. The red silk ribbon on her wrist was covered, and his gaze moved back to her clear eyes filled with surprise.
Such clear and bright eyes are rare even for young men. He should have realized the abruptness and incongruity.
"The Dali Temple is on holiday now, why is Constable Du still on duty?" Yin Xing wondered if the two were not in the same Dali Temple.
Du Ruo held the elegant red plum blossom paper between her fingers, a spot of crimson on it that looked like blood. She replied calmly, "It can't be helped. Who told us prisoners in the capital don't get any leave?"
When Yin Xing heard this, he found himself unable to respond, and thought that this Miss Du had a bit of a dry sense of humor.
So Yin Xing didn't say anything else, raised his hand and picked out the red plum paper, quite seriously.
"I heard that Lord Xiao Yin's father, the Marquis of Xizhou, has arrived in the capital. Is he going to visit him with gifts?"
"No, I just bought it to bring back for Princess Zhanghua to celebrate the New Year."
Yin Xing answered without hesitation. Although he was indeed going to meet the Marquis of Xizhou today, he had no intention of making friends with him.
Du Ruo's gaze lingered on Yin Xing's bright eyes, which were like a surging spring, as if surging with joy at the mention of Princess Zhang Hua. He gently stroked the red plum paper with his fingertips and then said to the vendor in a calm voice, "How much is this?"
Yin Xing was about to pay when he saw that Du Ruo only wanted a piece of red plum paper. He said, "If you write the wrong message on a piece of paper, you may not be able to change it."
"It's okay." Du Ruo didn't buy it to write a New Year's message.
"Then I'll work out the bill with you and give you some discounts." Yin Xing said friendly.
Because Yin Xing bought a lot, the vendor gave her an extra discount, so no one stopped her.
Du Ruo tilted her head slightly to look into Yin Xing's eyes, which were as soft and harmless as a puppy's. At this moment, her own face was clearly reflected in them. She was about to refuse, but changed her words and said, "Thank you."
Seeing Du Ruo's politeness, Yin Xing felt relieved and replied with a smile: "You're welcome. We are colleagues. Just consider it a New Year's greeting."
In fact, Yin Xing wanted to show his goodwill to Du Ruo, hoping that she would not find any clues so as not to expose himself.
Although Jiang Yun said that Du Ruo was not easy to deal with, Yin Xing saw that she was just a little cold and taciturn, and did not have any special malice towards her.
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing took the envelope containing the red plum paper, said goodbye and left.
Du Ruo watched Yin Xing disappear into thin air. In her palm, she held the red bag with the falling silk ribbons, and the red plum paper was stored inside. A hint of regret flashed in her eyes, and she murmured, "It's a pity that it already has an owner."
Not long after, officers rushed into the alley and saw the thief covered in blood. Thin slices of flesh and blood were splattered on the walls and tables of the house. The scene was extremely bloody.
Many people who were originally watching the excitement were terrified, but Du Ruo turned a blind eye to it. She noticed the presence of the secret guards on the eaves with the corner of her eye. She walked slowly through the busy city. The hem of her elegant skirt was slightly stained with blood, but she remained calm and composed, with a playful smile on the corner of her lips.
Princess Zhang Hua is really watching closely.
The sun was high in the sky when Yin Xing arrived at the private residence of Marquis Xizhou, only to find that a group of people had been waiting there.
"Greetings to Prince Consort Yin." Marquis Xizhou said politely, looking at Yin Xing on horseback.
"Father, there's no need to be so formal." Yin Xing dismounted and returned the greeting, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged and slightly plump Marquis of Xizhou, who did not look like a cunning person.
Yin Xing didn't recognize everyone in the group, but he did recognize the original owner's mother and two younger brothers, Yin Feng and Yin Lei, so he asked again, "Mother, are you all right?"
"Okay, everything is fine. Both of my brothers miss you very much." The wife of the Marquis of Xizhou looked at Yin Xing hesitantly and responded.
After a few pleasantries, Yin Xing and everyone else entered the hall, but they did not see the housekeeper Chen.
When everyone sat down to eat, Yin Xing realized that Xuan Yizhen's personal soldiers were present throughout the mansion, including in the lobby.
"How long will my father and mother stay in the country this time?"
"It still depends on the emperor's will. I'm afraid the earliest we can do that is after the Lantern Festival."
The Marquis of Xizhou responded and also asked, "How are you and Princess Zhanghua getting along?"
Yin Xing was worried that the Marquis of Xizhou would find out about the incident, so he replied vaguely, "Not bad."
This Xizhou Marquis seems unaware of his fake identity. Could it be that the original owner's mother was secretly operating this?!
After the words fell, the hall fell silent. The wife of the Marquis of Xizhou raised her hand to signal her two sons to move, saying, "Feng'er and Lei'er, you two go and greet your eldest brother and offer him a toast."
"Yes, mother." Yin Feng and Yin Lei's two sons responded rather casually.
Yin Xing watched as the original owner's second and third brothers, Yin Feng and Yin Lei, approached. They did resemble the Marquis of Xizhou, but he felt it was like the beginning of some kind of "brother-subduing demon" plot. He hesitated and said, "Don't bother. I don't drink. You can do whatever you want."
The two of them didn't hesitate and returned to the table to eat and drink, their words and actions showing that they were being doted on.
Yin Xing remembered that the original owner was in poor health when he first came, and then he looked at the body shapes of these two teenagers, which were completely different.
Seeing this, the wife of the Marquis of Xizhou felt a little disappointed with her two sons, but she couldn't say anything wrong about them.
Yin Xing ate the meal very quickly. It could be said that he didn't want to stay any longer and just wanted to go back to the villa as soon as possible.
In the afternoon, Yin Xing was about to get up and leave, but before he left, the wife of the Marquis of Xizhou approached and said, "Xing'er, your father is reluctant to speak up. Mother hopes you will plead with Princess Zhanghua for mercy. Everyone thought it was just a conflict, so they turned a blind eye to the famine and rebellion. No one expected the Xiahou family to be so treacherous. Treason will result in the extermination of all nine generations of the family."
When Yin Xing heard this, he felt dizzy, thinking that the Marquis of Xizhou was actually involved in this.
According to the original owner's mother, I'm afraid the Marquis of Xizhou also benefited from it.
"Mother, don't worry. The emperor will make the decision on this matter. Besides, I am just a prince consort and cannot influence Princess Zhanghua's mind. It's better for me to go back and find out the news." Yin Xing didn't want to make promises easily, and even more didn't want to implicate Xuan Yizheng.
After saying that, the original owner's third brother, Yin Lei, raised his hand and yanked the jade pendant at Yin Xing's side, saying in a dandy and scoundrelly voice, "So beautiful."
This jade pendant was the phoenix jade pendant given to Yin Xing by Xuan Yizheng. Originally, Yin Xing had always treasured it in his pendant bag.
Because Xuan Yizhen mentioned that the jade pendant needed to be exposed to light to become transparent, Yin Xing was willing to take it out of the pendant pouch and wear it a few times.
"Give me back the jade pendant."
"Brother, why are you so stingy? Why don't you give me a gift?"
The wife of the Marquis of Xizhou could not hide her old habits and said in a biased tone: "If your third brother likes it, why not give it to him."
Yin Xing took a deep breath and refused: "No."
What kind of people are in this family!
After he finished speaking, the Marquis of Xizhou, who had been silent until then, frowned and said, "Lei'er, give it back to your brother."
"Yes, father." Yin Leicai reluctantly stepped forward to return the jade pendant with a very unfriendly look on his face.
Seeing this, Yin Xing raised his hand to take back the jade pendant, but he didn't expect that the boy actually let go in advance, and the jade pendant suddenly fell to the ground!
"You!" Yin Xing didn't even bother to say anything to him. He hurriedly picked up the jade pendant and examined it carefully. Fortunately, it was not broken or damaged due to the accumulated snow, otherwise he would be heartbroken.
"Brother, why don't you hold on tight? Are you going to have an attack like before?" Yin Lei said with a surly look on his face. Yu Guangzheng and his second brother Yin Feng laughed at him maliciously.
The two of them never took this weak and sickly elder brother seriously, and their mother and father didn't care anyway.
Yin Xing held the jade pendant, and it was not difficult for him to imagine the original owner's past living conditions. He said with a serious face: "No."
After saying that, Yin Xing jumped on his horse and immediately decided to stay as far away from this family as possible.
As the sound of horse hooves faded away, Yin Huo and Yin Lei ran back into the hall feeling cold, not wanting to stay any longer.
The Marquis of Xizhou looked at the evacuating guards and said solemnly, "If Princess Zhanghua doesn't show up this time, our days will be very difficult."
The Marquis's wife replied angrily, "Don't worry, my Lord. If anything happens to us, she won't be able to escape responsibility."
"I failed to get rid of Yin Xing earlier, and now he has become a threat to the annihilation of the clan. If it weren't for our two sons, I would never let you go."
"My Lord, please calm down. I didn't know things would turn out like this."
I thought the paper could cover the fire, but now it not only burns my hands, but my life is in danger.
After he finished speaking, the atmosphere became cold and silent. Marquis Xizhou stood with his hands behind his back, not wanting to say much. At first, people thought that the Xiahou family and the royal family were just having a small quarrel, but who would have thought that they would actually send assassins into the capital. They really underestimated the ambitious Xiahou family.
Now that the local marquises and many court officials were affected, the Marquis of Xizhou could only take his wife and children to gamble that the emperor wanted to win over the people's hearts, not to punish the nobles in a rage.
This imperial edict summoning the princes to the capital may be the emperor's final test.
The wind was cold and the snow on the high wall was reflected against the dim sunlight. As the sunlight faded, it dimmed and turned into a dead white.
Inside the villa, Yin Xing came in carrying a lot of bags, and saw Xuan Yizheng folding books, so he quickly slowed down his pace.
Xuan Yizhen paused, glanced at Yin Xing, and saw that her cheeks were red from the cold, and her hands were full of things. He said, "You went to visit the Marquis of Xizhou, why did you bring back so many things?"
"I passed by the market earlier and saw many people buying New Year's goods, so I thought of buying some for Yizhen." Yin Xing sat down with a jar of wine in his arms, smiling.
"Is that so? You are thoughtful. I wonder what it is?" Xuan Yizheng put down his pen and stopped dealing with the folded book. He was very cooperative.
Yin Xingxian carefully put down the wine jar and said, "Tusu wine, do you really like it?"
Xuan Yizhen replied meaningfully, "Well, it's a New Year's wine, and it's also a medicinal wine. But you can't drink much, can you?"
"It's okay, I'll just drink a little on New Year's Eve."
"good."
Then, Yin Xing unfolded the rice cake and wanted to taste a piece, muttering, "It's a pity that the rice cake has become cold. It seems that it needs to be steamed to make it soft and delicious."
Xuan Yizhen's gaze fell on Yin Xing's red nose, and he said, "It's okay, I'm not hungry either. I'll have someone prepare and heat it up first, and you can taste it when you eat."
After saying that, Xuan Yizheng called the female official Chunli to take the rice cakes and Tusu wine bought by Yin Xing to the back kitchen.
The female official Chunli looked at the food outside and naturally understood that they all needed to be tested for poison.
When making glutinous rice balls during the Lantern Festival, there were secret guards monitoring the whole process in the kitchen.
However, the female official Chunli knew that it was not because Princess Zhanghua suspected Prince Consort Yin, but because she was afraid that she was unaware of the danger.
Yin Xing didn't hesitate and only kept the New Year's cards. He opened the red bag with his palm and took out the beautiful red plum paper inside. He said enthusiastically, "These are New Year's cards for writing blessings. I plan to write one for Yizhen and then hide it as a surprise."
Xuan Yizhen's calm eyes revealed a hint of curiosity. His gaze fell on Yin Xing, who was holding various pieces of paper with an expectant look on his face. He said, "That sounds very interesting."
Ordinary people's New Year greetings would be sent to the mansion. Xuan Yizheng would receive thousands of them in previous years. As for a New Year's card like Yin Xing's, probably no one else would dare to go to such trouble except her.
"Hehe, I think it will be interesting too. In fact, there are many interesting things in this world." Yin Xing hoped to divert Xuan Yizheng's attention.
"Then give me some paper." Xuan Yizheng raised her slender and straight jade hand and asked.
Yin Xing was puzzled, but still handed all the paper in his hand to Xuan Yizhen for her to choose from. He asked in confusion, "Yizhen, who are you going to write a New Year's greeting card for?"
As far as Yin Xing can remember, he doesn’t remember Xuan Yizheng having any good friends or girlfriends.
Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes and picked out the red plum paper. He said slowly, "Of course it's for you. The New Year's greetings for others will be arranged by the female officials."
These words made her face flush. Yin Xing blinked and looked at the quiet and reserved Xuan Yizhen. Suddenly, she felt that she possessed the power of the ocean, silently enveloping her. Her heartbeat quickened as she replied, "Then Yizhen, don't hide too deep. I might not be able to find you then."
"Don't worry, I want these two pieces of paper."
"good."
Xuan Yizhen held the paper in his palm. Seeing that Yin Xing didn't intend to write now, he turned and said, "How about you go to see the Marquis of Xizhou?"
Yin Xing was thinking about secretly writing a blessing message, so he shook his head and said, "No big deal."
Yin Xing, who was originally quite happy, suddenly looked a little worried when he thought of the original owner's family.
"Why are you unhappy?" Xuan Yizheng raised his hand and placed it on Yin Xing's rosy cheek. He slowly pressed his fingertips on the corner of her lips and called softly.
"No, I just think it's best for Yizhen not to meet them, otherwise the Marquis of Xizhou will be in trouble." Yin Xing raised the corner of his mouth following Xuan Yizhen's fingertips, not wanting to mention that unlucky family.
Xuan Yizhen nodded and replied frankly, "Since you say so, I will not grant them permission to visit me, and they don't have to attend this year's palace annual banquet."
Yin Xing responded with surprise, "But didn't Yizhen say that this year's palace annual banquet is a little special?"
Now, except for the Xiahou family, which has not yet sent anyone to the capital, the nobles of other families have basically arrived in the capital one after another.
"Because I'm going to be very busy looking for the posts you've hidden for so many years."
“…”
Hearing the voice, Yin Xing's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and her whole body felt hot. She looked at the gentle and smiling Xuan Yizhen, thinking that she doted on him too much!
Xuan Yizhen's calm, dark eyes gazed at Yin Xing's crimson cheeks. A sound welled up in his throat, and he used his fingertips to smooth her hair away from her face, pretending to be nothing special. He said softly, "Why, don't you want me to spend the New Year with you?"
Yin Xing shook his head and replied: "No, I just think Yizhen's matter is also very important."
Although Xuan Yizhen didn't talk about court affairs very often, Yin Xing could feel that this palace banquet was more like a military alliance.
And Xuan Yizhen is the head of the Wanqi family, so she must attend the palace banquet.
"But the only thing I want to do is you. Everything else is dispensable." Xuan Yizheng kissed the corner of Yin Xing's lips impatiently, as if swallowing her smile, and murmured with his thin lips raised.
"I know, but I still hope Yizhen can take care of herself first. Otherwise, if important things are delayed because of me, I will blame myself." Yin Xing did not avoid Xuan Yizhen's intimate behavior. He gently put his lips close to hers and murmured softly.
Xuan Yizheng slowly placed his fingertips on the back of Yin Xing's neck, pressing her a little bit tighter, deepening the kiss without any desire, and caressing her gently.
When he slowly pulled away and ended the kiss, Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing, whose breathing was unstable, with a normal expression. She looked so innocent, but her heartbeat was obvious. He called out in a slightly hoarse voice, "You are very good at seducing people."
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen in bewilderment, wondering if she was sure she wasn't talking about herself?!
Xuan Yizhen met Yin Xing's inquiring gaze calmly and said slowly, "Aren't you going to talk about what happened to you today with Du Ruo?"
"Oh, I forgot." Yin Xing was busy talking to Xuan Yizheng about the things he bought. He pursed his lips, which were still slightly moist.
"You even gave her a piece of paper, how could you forget even this?" Xuan Yizheng pinched Yin Xing's soft earlobe with his fingertips, kneading it like playing with a pearl ornament.
The originally cool fingertips gave Yin Xing a scorching heat, and his ears tingled. He looked at the calm Xuan Yizhen, but his heart felt light and expanded. He smiled innocently and said, "That's a discount from the vendor. I buy nine sheets of paper and get one for free. It's perfect."
Jealousy, this must be jealousy. Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen with bright eyes and gentleness, thinking that she was very good at hiding it.
"Really? You're so generous, it seems you have a lot of pocket money." Xuan Yizheng pressed his fingertips with a little force, pursed his thin lips and looked at Yin Xing who was smiling, feeling that she didn't understand his thoughts.
"No, there aren't many left now." Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng's jealous expression and suddenly felt embarrassed to mention that he also wanted to write a New Year's message to Jiang Yun.
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing dimly, but in the end, he didn't torture her already red earlobes any further. He took his hand back and said calmly, "Alright."
Yin Xing raised his hand and touched his earlobe, which was obviously burning. He said flatteringly: "I only wrote a New Year's greeting card to Yizhen."
Xuan Yizhen didn't look at Yin Xing. She picked up the teacup and took a sip. Her eyes fell on the tea. Her beautiful eyes were lowered, revealing a rare indifference. Her words were still soft and gentle. "Well, then remember to write seven New Year's cards properly. If you do not do it properly, there will be punishment."
Yin Xing was too familiar with the word "punishment".
Originally, Yin Xing was looking forward to exchanging New Year greetings with Xuan Yizhen, but suddenly he felt a little nervous.
Because Xuan Yizhen's punishment is never just talk, she has always been good at punishing herself.
Outside the window, there was wind and snow, the night was getting darker, and a little red light was faintly visible. It was the red lanterns in the courtyard corridor that were used to wish a happy new year.
On the afternoon of New Year's Day, Xuan Yizheng was going to the palace to attend the palace banquet, while Yin Xing stayed in the villa to carefully hide the seven New Year's greetings and find the two pieces of paper with wishes for himself.
Xuan Yizhen, elegantly dressed and delicately made up, stood before the bronze mirror. Her gaze fell on Yin Xing's beautiful eyes, which were eager for a hint. Her heart softened, and she said slowly, "You've already touched the location of those two pieces of paper."
After saying this, Xuan Yizheng didn't give any more hints. He raised his thin lips and walked out of the house.
Yin Xing looked blankly at the objects in the room, thinking that he had touched too many objects.
Amidst the wind and snow, the carriages and horses at the palace gate moved slowly. Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes and played with the red silk ribbon on his wrist. Thinking of Yin Xing's clear and charming eyes, he wanted to cover her eyes and never let others see them.
But Xuan Yizheng knew that he could not turn a blind eye to other things now. If he was careless, he might even lose Yin Xing's life.
This is something Xuan Yizheng absolutely cannot tolerate.
Palace music gradually rose in the majestic palace, and noble families came to the table one after another, each with their own uneasy thoughts.
The princesses and princes have already torn their faces apart to the point where they can no longer hide their differences.
The eldest princess still finds it hard to accept that her brother was seriously injured and paralyzed, and she feels that everyone is suspicious.
"Royal sister, you're drinking so hard before the banquet even starts. Be careful not to get drunk and lose your composure." The second princess said slowly.
"Second sister, please stop pretending to be compassionate at a time like this." The eldest princess responded with a serious expression, knowing that she must not let the second princess's brother ascend the throne.
Otherwise, with the Second Princess's thoughts and means, she would die miserably in the future.
The Second Princess smiled disapprovingly and replied, "If it weren't for my elder sister and the Third Princess's joint complaint last time, Father wouldn't have threatened to question the Third Prince."
"We have to have solid evidence to report to our father. What's more, the second princess's brother is so arrogant and tries to shirk all responsibility. It's really sad." The third princess said sarcastically, turning the jewel ring on her fingertips.
Hearing this, the Second Princess's smile cooled. She tilted her head to look at the increasingly arrogant Third Princess and said, "Third Princess, aren't you afraid that the so-called evidence was deliberately passed on by someone else?"
The disruption of the Qujiang banquet was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment arrangement by these two people, so the second princess only suspected Xuan Yizheng.
The Third Princess met the Second Princess's gentle, vicious gaze with a frank expression, and replied with a chuckle, "A knife, at least, can actually hurt."
Even the Third Princess knew that the evidence of the imperial examination cheating case came too coincidentally, as if someone handed her a pillow just when she was about to take a nap.
But when I think about being able to severely deal a blow to the self-righteous Second Princess, everything else becomes less important.
The three of them spoke quietly, and there was palace music playing in the hall, so they did not attract much attention.
But the fourth princess heard it too clearly, and only heard the flashing of swords and sabers between the imperial sisters, so she didn't dare to make a sound.
After a while, Princess Zhang Hua appeared, and the three imperial sisters stopped talking at the same time.
Xuan Yizhen didn't pay attention to others. He stepped onto the high platform and sat down. His eyes swept across the tables of the four major families. The absence of the Xiahou family seemed particularly abrupt.
The third princess saw that Xuan Yizhen did not bring Yin Xing to the palace banquet again, and wondered how little he cared.
It is said that when the two of them got married, Yin Xing did not attend the palace annual banquet. The third princess still does not think that Xuan Yizheng would marry her out of love.
The Second Princess noticed the Third Princess's gaze and, remembering that she and the First Princess had both competed for Yin Xing, she slowly said, "It's said that Xizhou was the only city to pass through for refugees from this summer's famine, but the Marquis of Xizhou didn't report it in time. I'm afraid that must have displeased my father."
"Second sister, you should say this to Princess Zhanghua." The third princess drank her wine and didn't want to bother with the second princess, because she knew that she would never say useless things.
But at this moment, no one would be stupid enough to provoke Xuan Yizheng. Even the emperor would show mercy to the Marquis of Xizhou because of the Wanqi family.
"That's true, but isn't it strange that they haven't had any children after a year of marriage?" The second princess spoke calmly.
The Third Princess looked at the Second Princess impatiently and said, "I'm not interested in prying into what goes on in the boudoir. Besides, doesn't the Second Princess have children?"
If a royal princess wants to use contraception, there are many ways to do it, and the simplest one is to let her husband take medicine.
The second princess's face turned slightly cold, and she stopped talking immediately, clutching the ruby Zen beads between her fingers.
The eldest princess took the opportunity to speak: "Yes, does the second princess have a hidden illness?"
"Thank you for your concern, sister. However, you should worry more about the paralyzed Second Prince." The Second Princess said with a gloomy face.
When these words were spoken, the eldest princess gritted her teeth in anger, and was even more angry that the thunder tribulation was related to the second princess.
When the high platform had regained its quietness, the eunuchs' voices rang out from the main hall: "The Emperor has arrived!"
The palace music suddenly stopped, all officials stood up, and the princes and nobles looked at each other. However, Xuan Yizhen's eyes were still fixed on the wine in the cups, and his expression was indifferent but a little gentle.
I have to go back and drink Tu Su wine with Yin Xing.
The wine in the golden cup rippled slightly, reflecting the brilliance of the exquisite palace lanterns.
Inside the villa, candlelight flickered. There was no one on the low couch by the window. Two legs hung rudely beside the gauze curtains of the bed. Yin Xing raised his hand and groped under the quilt and pillow, almost taking off the quilt cover.
"Huh, how could there be nothing?" Yin Xing muttered tiredly as he lay on the quilt.
It was so depressing that I couldn't find either of the two pieces of paper.
After a while, Yin Xing propped himself up and sat up, his eyes sweeping over the glass flowers and plants displayed inside. He thought that Xuan Yizhen couldn't be hiding in these flowers. He was usually very careful and avoided them, and would never touch them for fear of breaking them.
Yin Xing recalled the situation he had touched and the procedures of today. He got up with Xuan Yizhen in the morning, washed and dressed, had lunch and tea at noon, and then Xuan Yizhen had to take a bath, change clothes and enter the palace.
Yin Xing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately got off the bed and walked quickly to the bathtub behind the screen. He raised his hands and fiddled with it, almost turning over the bathtub that could fit two people.
But Yin Xing still didn't see the paper, and sighed tiredly, "It's too difficult."
Just when Yin Xing thought that he could only wait for Xuan Yizheng to come back for an answer, he suddenly remembered that there was a place he had not scanned.
Today I helped Xuan Yizheng find some change of clothes and opened the wardrobe.
Yin Xing walked to the wardrobe, opened the door with both hands, and smelled a faint cool fragrance. His face flushed and he lowered his head. His eyes fell on the stack of simple and elegant clothes. His heart beat rapidly, and he thought to himself that this feeling was a bit perverted.
So Yin Xing washed his hands as clean as possible, lifted the belts of the little clothes with two fingers, and peeled them off one by one. Suddenly, his eyes stopped at the paper inside, and his cheeks turned red as if blood could drip out.
In the silence, Yin Xing buried his head in the precious words on the paper, and felt that what he had written was too frivolous.
[I only wish that you and I will be married, and love each other without doubt. I give this to Yin Xing.]
Only then did Yin Xing discover that there were small holes on the letter paper, and black hair was braided and tied in between, with a red rope and jade beads tied at the end, which showed the care taken.
The wind was still blowing fiercely on the snowy night, and fireworks were blooming in the night sky. Xuan Yizheng missed the time and had to rush back to the villa.
But when Xuan Yizhen stepped inside, he saw Yin Xing sitting upright at the desk. She didn't seem to be in a hurry to find paper.
"Yizhen, it must be very cold, right?" Yin Xing said while pouring warm Tusu wine.
"Not bad." Xuan Yizheng took the wine cup and drank it all. His eyes fell on her cheek, and the previous curious and inquiring look was gone.
Yin Xing felt embarrassed when Xuan Yizheng looked at him. Thinking of her solemn blessing, he drank a glass despite his dry mouth, and suddenly felt even hotter.
Xuan Yizhen looked around the house for signs of rummaging, then stopped at the inner room and said slowly, "Did you find the paper in the small clothes?"
Yin Xing's hand nearly trembled as he poured the wine. His gaze lingered on Xuan Yizhen's cool yet soft face, and he nodded in a daze, "Yes, but the other piece of paper hasn't been found yet."
"Then do you have any idea?"
"some."
Yin Xing glanced at Xuan Yizheng embarrassedly, wanting to say something but hesitant to speak.
Xuan Yizhen held the cup in his fingers and sipped, letting Yin Xing look at him. He said calmly, "Then do you want to come and get it?"
Yin Xing blushed even more at these words. He blinked at the calm and steady Xuan Yizhen and replied hesitantly, "It's not appropriate now."
"Then you don't want it?" Xuan Yizheng chuckled.
"..." Yin Xing always felt that this was not what he wanted, and he was neither sure whether to agree nor to refuse. He finished the glass of wine with a stammer.
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's wine-stained lips with great interest. They were rosy and pouty, as if deliberately tempting someone to kiss her. He shifted his gaze slightly and looked around the room before saying, "Are all the things you hid in the room?"
If you tease too much, you will easily lose more fun.
Yin Xing nodded and said, "Yeah, if I don't hide it, it's really hard to find it."
"You are too stupid. I have already given you very clear hints. How could you still misunderstand?"
"I didn't expect Yizhen to put it in such a private place, so I was exhausted from just turning over the bed and the bathroom."
Xuan Yizhen smiled as he savored the wine. He saw Yin Xing's cheeks gradually becoming redder, and his clear, round eyes were slightly rippled. He seemed to be drunk, but not drunk at all. He slowly put down the wine cup and asked, "How many drinks have you had?"
Yin Xing was a little dazed by the question and didn't react for a moment. He thought for a moment and said, "Two or three cups, probably."
His words were already somewhat disjointed and disorganized. Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and touched Yin Xing's face, saying softly, "Your face is very hot. I'm afraid you're drunk again."
"No, I'm still awake." Yin Xing responded while shaking his head, vaguely remembering that he was so drunk that he passed out.
"Really? Then come and find the last piece of paper." Xuan Yizheng moved and sat next to Yin Xing and spoke.
"Okay!" Yin Xing no longer had the rational hesitation he had before. He leaned closer to her, raised his hand to hold Xuan Yizheng's robe, and searched inside.
Xuan Yizhen didn't make any move, letting Yin Xing do what he wanted. She observed the drunkard's appearance, her beautiful eyes brimming with smiles as she asked, "Why, you didn't find it?"
Yin Xing nodded heavily, puzzled. He pressed his fingertips against Xuan Yizhen's cool arm, feeling a special cooling effect. He muttered, "Strange! I clearly touched Yizhen's arm today after tying the red silk ribbon for him."
"Maybe you should reconsider. You might have touched more than just wristbands today."
"Hey, that makes sense!"
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's curved eyebrows and innocent smile, and sniffed her sweet fragrance mixed with the scent of alcohol. His fingertips moved slightly, and he raised his hand to hold her hand and put it on her belt, half coaxing and half lying, "You undressed and bathed me today, do you remember?"
Yin Xing held the belt with her fingertips and nodded in response: "Yeah, I remember Yizhen was very white. Do you want to take a shower now?"
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng's eyes showed a rare surprise, because Yin Xing never praised her figure directly, even if he looked at her directly, he would be very shy.
Xuan Yizhen pressed his throat slightly against her lips, restrainedly kissing her, letting her unbutton her clothes, and patiently said, "If you like, I can show you now?"
"Yes, I want to see it." Yin Xing responded in a bright and clear voice with an especially resounding voice. The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and his fingertips held a piece of gorgeous ribbon, as if he was accepting a gift.
"Besides watching, what else do you like?" Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing, who was barely hiding his drunken state, calmly and anxiously.
"I like everything about Yizhen." Yin Xing put down his belt and responded solemnly. He raised his hands and patiently and clumsily unbuttoned his complicated clothes. His eyebrows were curved, and his innocent smile was revealed.
At just one glance, Xuan Yizheng felt as if his entire body was covered by raging flames, unable to move, burning and painful, and his cold cheeks continued to turn slightly red. This strange feeling was in no way inferior to the intimate caress he had experienced before, and it was even a more intense throbbing sensation.
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