Chapter 59 (9,000 words) It’s late, morning…
New Year's Eve was celebrated in the capital amid the din of firecrackers throughout the city. The sky was slightly bright, the wind had calmed, the snow had stopped, and all was silent. The red lanterns hanging down from the corridors resembled branches of flowers, bright and eye-catching, bringing a touch of bright color.
At this moment, Yin Xing, who was in the inner room of the villa, had a face as red as the rosy clouds, not inferior in any way.
After a while, Yin Xing poked his head out from under the covers and met Xuan Yizhen's gaze. He raised his hands to wrap the quilt tightly around his naked body and called out hesitantly, "Yizhen, you woke up so early."
Xuan Yizhen, dressed in an apricot-white, fine-fleece, long-collared winter coat, sat dignified beside the couch. In her jade-white hands, she held a few sheets of red plum-shaped paper. Her beautiful eyes lowered as she surveyed the writing within, and she softly replied, "Well, do you still want to sleep?"
"I don't want to sleep anymore." Yin Xing listened to Xuan Yizheng's gentle words. He vaguely remembered that she asked him the same question over and over again in the same tone last night. He suddenly felt dizzy and a little ashamed.
Help, why can’t I forget all about my hangover? Why can I still vaguely remember those images and sounds!
"I have found the six pieces of paper you hid, but I'm missing the last one."
"It was so fast, I didn't even find Yizhen's other piece of paper."
Yin Xing looked at the energetic Xuan Yizhen in disbelief, wondering if she hadn't slept all night?!
Xuan Yizhen lowered his gaze to Yin Xing's slightly reddened eyes, which were clear yet tinged with the bewilderment of a new dawn. He rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and replied calmly, "You found the paper last night. Did you forget about it?"
Yin Xing didn't shy away from Xuan Yizhen's actions. He closed his eyes to soothe the dryness. His mind was a little disconnected, and he mumbled, "I don't even remember how many cups of Tusu wine I drank last night, so I don't remember much."
Actually, it wasn't really a lie, because Yin Xing really had no impression of that piece of paper.
"Is that so? It's such a pity." Xuan Yizheng's eyes swept over Yin Xing's flushed cheeks. He raised his hand and gently held her head close to him, resting it on his knees. He rubbed the acupoints beside his forehead with his fingertips and murmured.
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing thought he had gotten away with it and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He rested his head on Xuan Yizheng's lap, feeling very at ease.
But Yin Xing didn't forget everything. At least he could never forget the obscene words he said, such as Xuan Yizhen was very white and wanted to see it!
If Xuan Yizheng misunderstands me as a lustful person, I'm afraid I can't clear myself of it even if I jump into the Yellow River. It's better to pretend that I don't remember anything.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Yizhen spoke in a very kind and gentle voice: "Last night you wanted to see me undress and unbutton my belt, so the second piece of paper was found. What a pity..."
Yin Xing wanted to know the blessing on the second piece of paper. He opened his eyes hesitantly, looked up at Xuan Yizhen's gentle and beautiful face, and asked in confusion, "What a pity?"
Yin Xing had basically no impression of this episode and felt a little dazed.
"Nothing, it's a pity that the paper is so wet that it's in a mess."
“…”
Finished, Yin Xing suddenly had a little impression!
Xuan Yizheng's cold white fingertips rubbed the sensitive area beside Yin Xing's eyes. He looked at Yin Xing's dark and clean eyes calmly and couldn't help but think of last night.
The candlelight was dim, and clothes were piled on the ground. Xuan Yizheng watched Yin Xing, whose eyes were full of distraction, undress. When the belt was pulled away, the red plum paper appeared in front of him, and his palpitations subsided a little.
"Hey, I found it!" Yin Xing was a little confused due to being drunk, but he still remembered to look for the greeting paper. He held it in his hands and muttered with joy.
"Can you still recite the blessing above?" Xuan Yizheng calmed down and suppressed his impatience. He put his arm around Yin Xing and sat her on his lap to prevent her from falling. His lips curled up as he saw her smile.
Yin Xing lowered his eyes to look at the paper in his palm, but his clear, round eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and he couldn't make out the words on it. He raised his hand to wipe the paper, but it still didn't work. He frowned and said in annoyance, "Strange, why can't I see it clearly?"
Xuan Yizhen listened to Yin Xing's childish tone, and lightly lifted her chin with her fingertips, staring at her and saying, "Then can you still see me clearly?"
"Yes, I can see Yizhen even with my eyes closed." Yin Xing raised his eyebrows and spoke, but his eyes were already sleepy, and his thick eyelashes cast obvious shadows on his cheeks.
"You're so amazing, but you're wearing too many clothes, so I can't even see you." Xuan Yizheng felt as if his heart was being gently stroked and itched. He held Yin Xing's soft cheek with his palm and coaxed her patiently.
Yin Xing forced himself to stay alert, and cooperated by raising his hands to untie his belt, and replied obediently: "Yes, I need to undress before I can go to bed."
Xuan Yizheng silently stared at Yin Xing's clothes sliding down loosely and finally piled up casually on the ground. His thin lips pressed against her eyes, moving slowly and lingering between her lips.
If possible, it would be as if he could swallow Yin Xing into his stomach, so that they would never be separated. Xuan Yizhen restrained himself and gradually became unrestrained.
Yin Xing felt a little dizzy from the kiss, and subconsciously hugged Xuan Yizheng. He didn't know when the precious paper in his hand slipped out, and his fingertips touched only cold white skin, as delicate as jade.
As the candlelight flickered, the light and shadow dimmed. The bare feet dangling beside the couch swayed slightly, pink and tender. The mist covering Yin Xing's eyes became thicker, and everything became more and more blurred.
Outside the window, there was wind and snow, and the dry and cold branches and leaves were shaking helplessly. The strong wind swept in, and the flying snow was forced to surge into the air, uncontrollably.
After a long time, the wind direction suddenly changed, and the crystal snowflakes scattered and fell. Some of them passed through the small ventilation window and drifted into the warm inner room, gradually melting into cool snow water.
After a long time, Yin Xing collapsed exhausted in Xuan Yizheng's arms. With a glance, he seemed to see the red plum paper on the ground wet by the dripping crystal snow water. The ink was smudged and there were only a few words on it.
Er Er Ci Wan, what does this mean? !
In the silence, Yin Xing recalled the scene of last night. His eyes met Xuan Yizheng's quiet gaze. He remembered that she had wet the paper, and then he realized that those were not the drifting snow.
Yin Xing curled up his toes and wished he could crawl into a hole in the ground, thinking that he had been absolutely incredible last night!
"I saw that you didn't remember, so I told you. Why didn't you say anything?" Xuan Yizheng came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and looked at Yin Xing in his arms. His fingertips touched the hot cheek, and his heart also felt hot.
Being embarrassed and awkward, turns out this is such a wonderful feeling. Xuan Yi really thinks it seems pretty good.
"It's nothing, I just feel sorry for that piece of paper." At this point, Yin Xing could only pretend to be ignorant.
Xuan Yizhen chuckled at Yin Xing and said softly, "Yes, but you are very bold when you are drunk."
Yin Xing remained silent, thinking that it was more than just boldness. He felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Xuan Yizhen. A lump in his throat seemed to be stuck in his throat. He would try to respond, "Did I do anything that Yizhen would dislike?"
"No, I like your boldness and initiative." Xuan Yizheng touched Yin Xing's lips with his fingertips and said meaningfully.
"Is that so?" Yin Xing didn't dare to think too much about it, because he was indeed too bold and proactive last night.
Xuan Yizhen saw that Yin Xing obviously had some impression of her, so he didn't expose her shyness. A faint smile reflected in her beautiful eyes, and his gaze lingered on the red mark on the side of her neck. He thought to himself that the truth spoken after drinking might be true to some extent.
Xuan Yizhen usually has no chance to listen to Yin Xing express her preferences, so maybe it would be a good idea to prepare some wine to liven up the atmosphere in the future.
The room was filled with the lingering scent of incense, and the two people on the couch were enjoying their quiet and intimate daily life. However, the wind and snow outside in the first month of the year did not stop, but became more and more intense.
Since Yin Xing didn't have to go out to visit relatives and friends during his annual leave, he stayed with Xuan Yizheng all day long, which could be said to be a very wasteful time.
Therefore, the Marquis of Xizhou's carriage waited outside the villa for several days, but he never went inside to meet Princess Zhanghua.
"Princess Zhanghua is so heartless. How can she close the door and not see anyone?" The wife of Marquis Xizhou said dissatisfiedly as she looked at the heavily guarded gate.
"Shut up." Xizhou Hou scolded angrily, with a gloomy look on his face.
Seeing this, the wife of the Marquis of Xizhou looked sullen. She thought of the ministers and nobles who were executed at the palace's annual banquet, and felt a little afraid. She sighed softly, "I don't know what the emperor will do now. Poor Feng'er and Lei'er, is he really going to keep them hostages in the capital?"
"It's not impossible for you to stay." The Marquis of Xizhou said solemnly, and was also surprised by the emperor's thundering method.
Over the years, the emperor has always governed the country with kindness and compassion, and has never shown such a murderous intention.
The New Year's Palace Banquet actually swore a blood oath, and all the princes and ministers were shocked. It was obvious that the three major families wanted to join forces with the royal family to encircle and suppress the Xiahou family. Establishing authority at this time was the emperor's last warning.
Upon hearing this, the wife of the Marquis of Xizhou stopped talking immediately. She thought to herself that if she didn't follow him back to Xizhou, all her efforts would be wasted if those vixens got pregnant with her children!
The wind blew and the clouds moved, it was unusually cold. Time passed and it was almost the end of the holiday, but the last piece of paper that Yin Xingzang had hidden was still not found.
At noon, the tall and graceful Xuan Yizheng was searching indoors. Even though he was wearing winter clothes, he still did not look bloated. His figure was graceful and his steps were steady, like a crane in the cold winter fog, elegant and outstanding.
Yin Xing watched Xuan Yizheng's actions with a look of nervousness and anticipation on his face, not daring to make a sound.
At this time, Xuan Yizhen paced back and forth, tilting his head to look at Yin Xing's eyes that couldn't hide his thoughts. His brows relaxed, he smiled, and said softly, "Could it be that you are also hiding it in your own clothes?"
"No." Yin Xing replied with a flushed face and shook his head, secretly sighing that Xuan Yizhen also had his moments of unruly behavior.
However, as for the whereabouts of the last piece of paper, Yin Xing was not sure whether Xuan Yizheng would be happy to find it and accept it.
Because Yin Xing felt that Xuan Yizheng might not like the above blessing.
After all, Xuan Yizheng has always been reluctant to mention her physical condition; this is her secret.
When Xuan Yizhen saw Yin Xing's reaction, he knew that she was definitely not hiding in the closet.
The six pieces of paper were placed among his daily necessities, soft pillows, inkstones, or scriptures and collections. It was obvious that Yin Xing did not want to hide them particularly deeply.
On the contrary, Yin Xingzang's location is very easy to find.
The only thing that Xuan Yizheng couldn't find to this day was the last piece of paper, which was quite surprising.
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing saw Xuan Yizheng slowly walk to the shelf where various childish toys were placed. She had a slender figure, her black hair was swirling, and her jade belt was hanging down. Even her back was very eye-catching, so he followed closely.
Xuan Yizheng raised his hand and picked up the red and white rattle, shaking it gently and it made a twanging sound, but there was nothing unusual. He then picked up the ceramic rattle ball, which made a rustling sound when he shook it, and he fell asleep very quickly.
Yin Xing's gaze followed Xuan Yizhen's movements, and he gave a hint: "It's not actually here."
"Yeah, I see." Xuan Yizheng put the pottery ball down in his palm. There was no impatience on his face. He looked at Yin Xing with gentle eyes. Suddenly, he really liked doing these trivial things with her to pass the time.
Time flies, and just being with her brings more fun.
As for the last piece of paper, Xuan Yizheng didn't really care about it. As long as Yin Xing was there, he would have a piece of blessing paper every year.
Yin Xing felt a little awkward under the tender gaze and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I just didn't expect you to be so good at hiding things. It's really surprising." Xuan Yizheng raised his hand and gently held Yin Xing's warm and soft hand, their fingertips intertwined inch by inch.
Such a gentle and affectionate look almost made Yin Xing's heart soften. He quickly looked away and called out, "How could I be as good as Yizhen at hiding things? I actually broke the rules and brought the paper with me."
That was a close call. I almost couldn’t help but tell her!
Did Xuan Yizheng seem to be acting like a spoiled child just now?
Xuan Yizheng chuckled without saying anything, and took Yin Xing back to where he was sitting. He raised his hand to pick up the tea and drank it without any haste or impatience.
Seeing that Xuan Yizhen didn't seem to be looking for the gift, Yin Xing couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you tired?"
"Well, so you want to tell me?"
"no."
Xuan Yizhen looked at the unmoved Yin Xing calmly and said in a bewitching voice, "I can give you a reward, is this not okay?"
Yin Xing hadn't expected Xuan Yizhen to seduce him. His heart was beating fast. He looked at her clear and bright eyes with a hot face and stammered, "What's the reward?"
Although it sounds a bit disappointing, it doesn't hurt to listen to it first.
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly, "Forget it, since it's a game, we must abide by the rules."
Hearing the voice, Yin Xing realized that he had been fooled, and his eyes were full of embarrassment. It turned out that Xuan Yi was really a bit bad!
Not long after, the female official Chunli came in carrying the medicine soup. Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing, who could hardly hide his resentment, and restrained his speech and laughter.
Yin Xing saw Xuan Yizheng raise his hand to open the jade box, his expression showing concern. There were exquisite medicine bottles inside, and the medicinal pills everywhere were silver-white, with a refreshing and cool fragrance. This thing needs to be taken together with the medicinal soup.
It is said that this is Xuan Yizheng's new conditioning medicine soup.
In this regard, Yin Xing once asked Xuan Yizheng about the ingredients of the elixir.
It is said that it is made from twelve kinds of precious medicines including Tianshan Snow Lotus and ice spring water, and is called Hanxiang Bingdan.
Yin Xing felt that Xuan Yizheng's illness was very strange. He clearly liked the hot summer and feared the cold winter, but he had to take extremely cold medicine to relieve the symptoms.
Xuan Yizhen raised his hand to drink the medicinal soup and swallow the pill. The female official Chunli hesitated and said, "My lord, the Marquis of Xizhou is seeking an audience outside and has not left yet."
I thought Princess Zhanghua would take care of Marquis Xizhou for the sake of Prince Consort Yin, but I didn't expect her to avoid me for many days.
Today, the two men from Xizhou refused to leave. It was freezing cold, and if something happened, it would be bad.
"Really? Didn't you tell me that it was inconvenient to meet you?" Xuan Yizheng put down the medicine bowl and picked up the embroidered handkerchief to wipe his lips. His expression was calm but revealed a subtle indifference.
"I have already sent someone to inform the Marquis of Xizhou, but he insisted on meeting me. Maybe he has something to discuss." The female official Chunli responded respectfully. Because of the presence of Prince Consort Yin, she did not speak too directly.
The Marquis of Xizhou is suspected of being involved in the rebellion case of the Xiahou family. Now his two legitimate sons have to stay in the capital, probably because of this matter.
However, the female official Chunli felt that the Marquis and his wife of Xizhou were a little too ungrateful.
The emperor executed several nobles as a warning to others at the annual banquet, which was a mercy shown to them.
After all, Xizhou is not a big state, and its status and strength are very average, so it should be easy to deal with.
When Yin Xing heard that the Marquis of Xizhou and his wife had come to his house to cause trouble, he said solemnly, "I'll go and explain things to them."
After saying that, Yin Xing got off the bed and hurried out of the inner room. Xuan Yizhen didn't even have time to call her. He sighed softly and frowned, saying, "You should have just rejected them directly. Why bother bothering me?"
Upon hearing this, the female official Chunli responded in shock, "Please forgive me, my lord. I thought you would be lenient towards the Marquis of Xizhou."
Nowadays, Princess Zhanghua is basically an ordinary person. I think she might also treat Prince Consort Yin's family well. It is human nature to love someone and his family members as well.
In the royal family, it is not uncommon for one person's mother's family to be granted titles and official positions because of his favor.
Xuan Yizhen's beautiful eyes turned slightly, her expression indifferent as she scrutinized him, "How could you possibly think I should be lenient towards the Marquis of Xizhou?"
"The Marquis of Xizhou is the biological father of Prince Consort Yin, and he should be aware of Prince Consort Yin's identity, so this servant has misunderstood."
"You always try to guess my intentions, which is why you fail to do your job well. Now I'm giving you one last chance. You'd better think clearly about how I want to deal with the Marquis of Xizhou."
After the words fell, the female official Chun Li was shocked and her cheeks were covered with cold sweat. She knelt and said, "As you command."
It seems that the four words "common sense" do not apply to Princess Zhang Hua.
Moreover, it is becoming increasingly difficult to detect Princess Zhanghua's mood changes, and it is unclear whether this is a blessing or a curse.
The wind and snow whistled outside the window, and the flying snow reflected the light, hiding the coldness in Xuan Yizheng's eyes, but making her jade face look more like an icy mask.
The wind and snow were raging, the courtyard outside the house was long and winding, and the red lights were swaying in the wind, looking shaky.
When Yin Xing arrived at the pavilion, he looked at the two people sitting there. He walked over, sat down, and said bluntly, "The princess is recuperating and can't show up to meet us. What's the matter?"
The wife of the Marquis of Xizhou took the initiative to speak up: "Xing'er, your two brothers will remain in the capital as hostages. They have never suffered such hardship before. Why don't you ask Princess Zhanghua to intercede for their release back to Xizhou?"
"Mother, how can the emperor's decree be changed at will? And why do you think that staying in the capital will cause suffering? This does not mean that they will be imprisoned. Once the encirclement and suppression of the Xiahou family is completed, the punishment will end, right?" The last time Yin Xing came into contact with the original owner's family, he really had no good impression of her two younger brothers.
"It's not that easy to encircle and suppress. I'm afraid it may take three to five years. Just tell me whether you are willing or not." The wife of the Marquis of Xizhou could not hide her unhappiness and said firmly with a displeased look on her face.
"Since you want me to speak frankly, I can only confess that I can't do anything about it." Yin Xing looked at the wife of the Marquis of Xizhou who was no longer pretending to be submissive, and did not beat around the bush, but simply refused directly.
After she finished speaking, the Marquis of Xizhou was furious. She had never expected that her daughter would be so far from submissive as before. With a fierce look on her face, she whispered, "Okay, aren't you afraid of your identity being exposed? That's a capital crime!"
Yin Xing looked at the wife of Marquis Xizhou calmly. His eyes fell on the silent Marquis Xizhou, and he realized that he was not surprised at all. He was secretly shocked.
It seems that this Marquis of Xizhou, who does not look cunning, is actually an insider. He is really a man who hides his true abilities.
"Of course I'm afraid of this matter, but please think carefully about the consequences. After all, it's a serious crime that will lead to the confiscation of property and the extermination of the clan." Yin Xing didn't think they could get away with it, so he understood that it was just a threat.
After the words fell, the wife of Marquis Xizhou was completely out of tricks and could only cautiously look at the Marquis Xizhou's face.
At this time, the Marquis of Xizhou calmly said, "Your mother was just anxious and angry. Don't take it too seriously. I came here today to ask you to take good care of my two brothers."
Yin Xing originally thought that the wife of the Marquis of Xizhou favored boys over girls, but now it seems that the main reason lies with the head of the family, the Marquis of Xizhou. He said bluntly: "I think the emperor will order people to take good care of them, so you can rest assured."
Last year, the original owner fell into the water and was injured, and then was chased many times, but they didn't say a single word of condolence. The comparison is really a world of difference.
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing stood up and said goodbye, thinking that this pavilion with leaks everywhere was really suitable for hosting them!
The wind blew the beaded curtains. Lady Xizhou was furious. She shivered uncontrollably from the cold and asked, "What should I do now?"
Xizhou Hou looked embarrassed, turned his head and glared at him, saying solemnly: "What else can we do? Do you want to disobey the emperor's order?"
After she finished speaking, the wife of the Marquis of Xizhou fell silent. She was angry at Yin Xing and Princess Zhanghua, but because of the guards with knives around her, she stopped talking and soon stood up and left the pavilion.
Snow was falling all over the sky, making a rustling sound. Inside the quiet house, Xuan Yizheng was thinking about the whereabouts of the last piece of paper in his spare time.
Then, Xuan Yizheng remembered the look on Yin Xing's face when he was watching him take the medicine, and his gaze slowly shifted.
If it were summer, the pills would be placed in the ice storage, but now it is winter, so you only need to store the medicine bottles in the ice storage jade container.
Xuan Yizheng raised his hand and opened the medicine cabinet. In addition to his own medicine, there were also some other ointments. His eyes fell on the cabinet with intricate dark patterns. He raised his hand and touched the edge to search, and suddenly stopped.
The seventh piece of red plum blossom paper appeared before his eyes, with familiar handwriting on it. Compared with the cheerful blessings on other pieces of paper, this one was a little different.
[Yizhen, I hope I'll have the chance to protect your secret in the future. Of course, if you don't want to, then just hide it for now.]
Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes and looked at the red plum paper, his fingertips lingering on the word "secret" for a long time.
There was a chilly wind outside the window. When Yin Xing came in from outside, he felt the warmth coming towards him. He raised his hand to open the windproof curtain and stepped inside.
At this moment, Xuan Yizheng was sitting beside the couch, reading a book in a dignified and elegant manner, with gentle eyebrows and a focused expression.
"Have you handled it?" Xuan Yizheng looked up at Yin Xing and spoke.
"Well, it turns out they wanted to trouble Yizhen to plead for mercy because the emperor wanted to detain Yin Feng and Yin Lei. I have already made it clear that I refuse them." Yin Xing stepped forward and sat aside to explain.
Xuan Yizhen looked calmly at Yin Xing's red face, and touched it tenderly with her fingertips, saying softly, "Actually, it's not impossible for me to plead for him."
Yin Xing held Xuan Yizhen's hand, quickly shook his head and responded solemnly: "No, they are using my identity to threaten me, which shows that they are not good people. So Yizhen must stay as far away from them as possible and never be soft-hearted."
Yin Xing was almost angry to death before, but now he looked at Xuan Yizheng and calmed down a little. He didn't want her to meet the difficult Xizhou Marquis and his wife.
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing intently before nodding and saying, "Since you insist so much, then I'll do as you say."
"Well. Let's not talk about them. Does Yizhen have any idea about the whereabouts of that piece of paper?" Yin Xing didn't want to make Xuan Yizhen worry, so he turned and said.
"No, I admit defeat. How about giving you a reward?"
"Another reward, I don't want it."
Yin Xing didn't want to be teased and laughed at by Xuan Yizheng repeatedly in the same place.
Xuan Yizhen chuckled, resting his fingertips on the back of Yin Xing's hand. He slowly slipped into her sleeves, feeling her warmth, and said softly, "But when you were drunk, you said you wanted a reward."
Yin Xing was startled, feeling only a slight tingling sensation on his arm's cool fingertips. He blushed and said, "No way, why don't I have any memory of this?"
"You might be very drunk, why don't you think about it carefully?"
"All right."
Seeing Xuan Yizheng so sure, Yin Xing could only try hard to think, but unexpectedly, the fingertips on his arm gradually changed their movements, which seemed a little familiar!
At that night, Yin Xing was almost hanging around Xuan Yizheng, swaying barefoot. In the blurred vision, there was only a warm and cool white.
However, Xuan Yizhen's words were still soft and gentle, even warmer than a hot spring, as if whispering: "Xing'er, do you like me so much?"
Because Yin Xing's vision was blurred, he raised his head and put it close to Xuan Yizhen's cheek, smiling with curved eyebrows, and said, "Yeah, I like it!"
"So what do you like most about me?"
"Here, I want to eat!"
The words were spoken with great finality, but when Yin Xing recalled the scene, he felt his head getting hot and he didn't dare to think about how many tricks he and Xuan Yizheng had done that night.
At this moment, Xuan Yizheng was waiting for a response quite seriously, but his fingertips were still lingering on him from time to time.
Yin Xing blushed and calmed down, "Yizhen, why don't you give me some money?"
As for the rewards, it's simply a corpse whipping!
Xuan Yizhen chuckled and replied, "Money? I'm afraid not."
"Why?"
"Because having money can easily lead to bad behavior and make friends with some shady and bad people."
Yin Xing looked at the serious Xuan Yizhen and said puzzledly, "But I work at the Dali Temple all day long. How could I possibly make friends with any bad people?"
Xuan Yizhen traced the tattoo on Yin Xing's arm with his fingertips, thinking of Du Ruo. He said calmly, "Perhaps Du Ruo is a dirty villain. I heard she's beautiful. What do you think?"
The topic changed so quickly that Yin Xing was a little slow to react. His eyes fell on Xuan Yizhen's beautiful face and he said honestly, "Miss Du is quite pretty, and she looks a bit like Yizhen."
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing clearly felt that the force on his arm's fingertips was a little heavier and it hurt a little.
Xuan Yizhen's expression didn't change much, and he replied calmly and steadily, "Really? Then don't you like her too?"
"No." Even someone as slow-witted as Yin Xing could sense at this moment that Xuan Yi was truly unhappy.
"Why?" Xuan Yizheng blinked her beautiful eyes and asked in a normal manner.
Yin Xing responded truthfully: "Because Yizhen is Yizhen, and Miss Du is Miss Du. No matter how similar you two are, I will never mistake you for someone else."
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's confident expression and suddenly remembered that she had said when she was drunk that she could see him even with her eyes closed. His heart softened and he asked curiously, "Why is it so amazing?"
"Because Yizhen is my wife, of course I won't forget."
"That's true. You once said that married people are the closest to each other, and naturally no one else can compare to them."
Yin Xing nodded repeatedly. Seeing that Xuan Yizhen was no longer unhappy, he secretly raised his hand and rubbed his arm. Thinking of the blessing on the second piece of paper, he took the opportunity to ask, "How about Yizhen tell me the message on the second piece of paper?"
In fact, Yin Xing wanted to directly ask Er Er Ci Wan what those words meant.
However, Yin Xing remembered that he didn't remember the hangover, so he could only ask around.
Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes and looked at Yin Xing, who was full of expectation. He played with her earlobe with his fingertips and said slowly, "The second piece of paper I wrote on it is "Er Er Ci Wan, Chao Chao Ci Mu". This is a sentence from an ancient proverb."
Yin Xing blinked and looked at Xuan Yizhen, saying, "So what exactly does it mean?"
"This ancient saying reflects the ancients' lament for the alternating patterns of sunrise and sunset, and how the passage of time over millions of years is a repetitive cycle of sunrise and sunset."
"Oh, that's what you mean. What does that have to do with us?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Xing's earlobe was gently pinched. Xuan Yizhen looked helpless and sighed softly: "You should read more books."
Yin Xing smiled awkwardly and replied, "Yes, I will."
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng saw that Yin Xing really didn't understand, so he lowered his head and bit her lips, gently holding them and rubbing them for a while, before explaining to her briefly.
The two of them snuggled together and whispered intimately, like intertwined branches, unmoved by the biting cold wind.
When the wind and snow died down and the sun began to rise, the snow water dripped down the eaves little by little, and the Dali Temple returned to its former busyness.
In the general storehouse hall, Yin Xing was holding a potted plant with peach branches, his eyes were focused and his face was full of smiles.
Jiang Yun entered and saw Yin Xing was absent-minded again. He raised his hand to put his sword on the table and cleared his throat, "Did you pick up the money because you are laughing so happily?"
Yin Xing came back to his senses in a daze, his eyes fell on Jiang Yun who appeared in front of him, and the corner of his mouth raised: "No."
"Then why are you so happy?"
“Because I’m just happy.”
Jiang Yun paused while pouring tea, thinking that Yin Xing had a problem with his brain, and that what he said was totally irrelevant to the question.
But Jiang Yun changed his mind and felt that it was not bad for Yin Xing to be so innocent and cheerful.
After all, this year is destined to be another turbulent year. The emperor's method of killing one person to warn the rest at the annual banquet in the palace is still a hot topic in the capital.
The instability of the political situation often involves more forces. The capital can be said to be the most complicated region in the entire dynasty, without a doubt.
Jiang Yun sipped his tea and asked seriously, "Are you still practicing your footwork during the New Year?"
Yin Xing's smile froze slightly, and he replied awkwardly, "I've been too busy, and a little lazy."
"Why don't you hurry up and practice? I see you don't have any relatives in the capital, and you don't go out on weekdays. I don't know what you can be busy with."
"I can't tell you."
Jiang Yun originally wanted to make fun of Yin Xing, but he didn't expect to be shut up by her serious words.
After all, Jiang Yun is not blind, and he can see that Yin Xing's face is beaming with joy, and he must be very affectionate with his princess wife.
However, Jiang Yun felt a little envious when he thought that they could still maintain such passion after being married for more than a year.
Seeing Yin Xing take off his official hat, straighten his posture, slowly raise his arms, move his feet lightly, and concentrate on practicing.
Jiang Yun looked at Yin Xing and asked curiously, "How many times a month do you get intimate?"
Yin Xing paused, not expecting Jiang Yun to ask so directly. He replied simply, "I don't know. It depends on the Guishui."
"Ahem, so frequently?" Jiang Yun didn't expect that Princess Zhang Hua would be so interested. It was simply unbelievable.
Although Jiang Yun had never seen Princess Zhang Hua in person, as they were always separated by a screen, from her words and actions, he could tell that she was as cold as an iceberg.
It is really hard to imagine the private intimate scene between Yin Xing and Princess Zhang Hua. I always feel that it would be very brutal.
Yin Xing turned his arms awkwardly, looked at Jiang Yun, and said sincerely, "Aren't you and Miss Liu like this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if an invisible knife stabbed into his heart. Jiang Yun raised his hand and silently looked away, responding vaguely: "We have been together for so many years, we are no longer at the age to care about quantity."
It’s impossible for Jiang Yun to tell Yin Xing that it only happens once a month!
"That makes sense." Yin Xingquan responded without any doubt and continued to adjust his breathing.
Jiang Yun drank the tea sip by sip, raised his hand to support his chin, and felt a little sour.
Not long after, Yin Xing finished practicing a set of footwork. Sweat seeped out of her cheeks. She raised her handkerchief to wipe it. She glanced at Jiang Yun, who looked like he had a toothache, and asked in confusion, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I just think women's minds are hard to guess." Jiang Yun put down the teacup and fiddled with the purple sword tassel with his fingertips.
"If you really can't guess what Miss Liu is thinking, you might as well go and ask." Yin Xing sat at the desk drinking tea.
Jiang Yun shook his head subconsciously, and then tried to deny it, "I'm not talking about Liu Ci."
Yin Xing asked in surprise, "You won't change your mind, will you?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I just think Du Ruo is a weird person. She arrested a lot of criminals during the New Year holidays and is now famous."
"Miss Du is not only capable, but also very responsible. She is truly worthy of admiration."
Jiang Yun looked at Yin Xing, who looked clueless. He didn't want to tell her about the miserable conditions of the prisoners. He just said seriously, "I don't think Du Ruo's intentions are what you think."
Yin Xing asked doubtfully, "Could it be that you have misunderstood Miss Du? Do you have other intentions in arresting the criminal?"
"If you don't believe me, just wait and see. My intuition is rarely wrong anyway." Jiang Yun raised his hand, picked up his sword and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, he saw Du Ruo slowly stepping into the general warehouse, and Jiang Yun immediately sat back in his original seat.
Yin Xing didn't understand Jiang Yun's abnormality. He just followed his gaze and saw Du Ruo, then raised his hand to put on his official hat, wondering why she always came at noon?
"Detective Jiang, is this such a coincidence again?"
"Yes, I came to ask for a cup of tea to quench my thirst."
As he spoke, Jiang Yun pretended to pick up the empty teacup.
In this regard, Yin Xing admired Jiang Yun's acting skills of speaking differently to different people and felt ashamed of himself.
Du Ruo said nothing, holding the case file in his hand. He walked to the desk and said, "Master Xiao Yin is really kind. Last time he gave me a gift, and now he's inviting Constable Jiang for tea."
Yin Xing took the case file and responded with a smile: "We are all colleagues, so we should take care of each other."
During the conversation, Jiang Yun blatantly eavesdropped, thinking that Yin Xing was too bold and a traitor. Did she think her life was too long?
These two are not good people. If things go wrong, Yin Xing will be torn into pieces!
Du Ruo saw Yin Xing buried in the record files, his expression focused and gentle, his eyelashes long and thick. His fingertips moved slightly, and he raised his hand to brush against the red bag tied to Su Ya's side. He said, "It's a pity that this piece of paper of mine has not been delivered. Has Master Yin finished delivering all the paper?"
Yin Xing thought of the congratulatory paper, and inexplicably thought of the paper he had destroyed. His ears were hot and he vaguely replied, "Yeah."
Yin Xing felt that this topic was not suitable to be discussed with outsiders.
Du Ruo also noticed that Yin Xing didn't want to talk, so he didn't stay and left the general warehouse soon.
When the footsteps faded away, Jiang Yun put down the empty teacup, jumped up, and asked curiously, "How did you get involved with Du Ruo and even give her a gift?"
"No, I just happened to meet her at the market. I got a discount on paper, so I gave Miss Du a piece of paper."
"real?"
Yin Xing met Jiang Yun's scrutinizing gaze, and without blinking, he replied solemnly, "Absolutely not false."
Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Yin Xing had at least saved half his life. However, thinking of what Du Ruo had just said, he became worried and warned, "Be careful. Du Ruo has a sharp eye. Be careful of your identity."
"Yeah, I know." Yin Xing had never taken the initiative to look for Du Ruo, but he couldn't hide from her since they were both in the Dali Temple.
"Okay, then I'm leaving." Seeing this, Jiang Yun stepped out of the general warehouse with his sword in hand, thinking that Du Ruo must have other purposes for Yin Xing, otherwise she could have sent someone to the general warehouse to deliver the case files.
Yin Xing didn't understand why Jiang Yun was wary of Du Ruo, but he still remembered her words. After all, they had different identities, and Xuan Yi would really be unhappy if rumors spread.
When he thought of Xuan Yizhen, the corners of Yin Xing's lips couldn't help but rise. He looked at the gray sky outside the window and felt that it was particularly sunny.
In the evening, Yin Xing left the Dali Temple and took a carriage back to his villa.
At dusk, Yin Xing hurried across the corridor and entered the house with unstable breathing. His eyes fell on the candlelit inner room and stopped at the quiet and beautiful tall figure. His heart beat faster as he remembered her explanation at that time.
You say goodbye to me late in the morning, and I say goodbye to you every day. Between morning and night, no matter how time changes, I will always wait for you.
Yin Xing didn't doubt Xuan Yizheng's words at all, because she had been waiting for him like this, like a rocky cliff, unwavering in her determination.
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