Chapter 67 (9,000 words) Yin Xing is Xuan Yizhen...
The long mountain breeze blew through the dense red maple branches and leaves, and the spots of light cast among them swayed and wavered, making the quiet forest appear to have an unreal halo.
But when Yin Xing met Xuan Yizheng's calm eyes, he immediately saw through her thoughts.
This was the fiery passion that Yin Xing often saw in Xuan Yizheng's clear eyes when they were intimate. It was like a flame in a lake, emitting a faint light with the waves, cold but scorching.
"It's getting late, let's keep going." Yin Xing immediately took Xuan Yizheng's hand and walked into the woods, not daring to look at her at all.
Yin Xing felt that this time and place were inappropriate!
"Yeah." Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's red ears, raised his thin lips slightly, and finally stopped teasing her.
On the silent mountains, the light shines sparsely, forming countless rays of light, moving with the wind, and the rustling sound is like the surging waves, as if it is a scene deep under the sea.
Xuan Yizhen's gaze fell on Yin Xing, who was leading him into the forest path. Her eyes were clear and bright, and the light fell on her body, coating her with the sun's radiance, like a swimming fish, a butterfly, and a flying bird, so ethereal and ethereal.
Thinking of this, Xuan Yizheng subconsciously clenched the soft hand in his palm to confirm her presence.
Everything in the world may be empty fantasy, but at least Yin Xing is real, and that is enough.
The wind blew, the branches and leaves fluttered, the autumn breeze was cool, Yin Xing relieved the heat on his face, and then turned his head to look at Xuan Yizheng who was too quiet.
Countless golden spots danced in Xuan Yizheng's black hair, and many fell on his cold, jade-white cheeks, quiet and beautiful, like a mountain spirit or ghost that was ignorant of the world.
Even just looking at it is enough to make people fall in love with it.
"Why aren't you looking at the road?" Xuan Yizheng noticed Yin Xing's gaze and came back to his senses and spoke.
"Well, because it's really pretty." Yin Xing responded with blinking eyes and a hot face.
Normally, Xuan Yizhen likes a sincere and straightforward way of getting along with others, and Yin Xing will also try to be frank.
Seeing this, Xuan Yizhen smiled and replied frankly, "Well, then I'll allow you to watch it."
Yin Xing was silent, looking at Xuan Yizheng's noble and extraordinary demeanor, and found that she seemed not to understand the word shy.
To be precise, many of Xuan Yizheng's emotions don't seem very obvious, such as fear and sadness.
In the past, Yin Xing thought that Xuan Yi really had too few friends, but now it seems that it might be related to her secret.
Soon, the two walked out of the dense mountains and into a brighter place. Their figures blurred into one, making it difficult to distinguish them.
As the autumn hunt ended and we returned to the capital, the weather was no longer cool and became a little chilly.
In the morning, the hazy fog silently obscured the prosperous scene of the capital, and the streets and markets were bustling with traffic.
Suddenly, a fast horse hurried through the street. The guards on the horse shouted solemnly, "Eight hundred miles of urgent orders, get out of the way!"
Many people and horses moved to the sides, and the bustling crowd was a little panicked. Yin Xing held the reins, turned his head and looked at the soldiers heading towards the palace gate, feeling a little confused.
Could it be that something unexpected happened in the war on the front line?
Alas, I still don’t know any news about the Marquis of Xizhou. I hope he doesn’t cause any trouble.
Yin Xing rode his horse around the corner and continued on his way to the Dali Temple. He unexpectedly saw Jiang Yun chatting with a woman in a suspicious manner from a distance, and was slightly surprised.
Could this be the legendary cheating scene? !
Jiang Yun took the silver bag from the woman, weighed it, and said cheerfully, "Come to me next time and I'll give you a discount."
The woman replied with a smile: "Okay."
After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun walked into the street. He caught a glimpse of Yin Xing who seemed to be hiding, and the smile on his face froze.
Yin Xing had no time to avoid it, so he could only smile at Jiang Yun, trying to pretend nothing happened to ease the embarrassment.
Then the two of them sat down at the bun shop at the street corner. Jiang Yun picked up the buns with chopsticks and ate them one by one, relishing them.
Yin Xing looked at Jiang Yun with suspicion, wanting to ask her but not knowing how.
"The tea in this restaurant is free, feel free to drink." Jiang Yun generously poured tea for Yin Xing so that she wouldn't drool over it.
"Miss Liu, do you know about what happened between you and that woman just now?" Yin Xing took the teacup and looked at Jiang Yun who was biting the bun. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked.
Maybe Jiang Yun and Liu Ci have been completely separated during this period, so he may be looking for a new love.
Jiang Yun shook his head, poured a dish of vinegar and replied: "No, I don't want her to know."
When Yin Xing heard this, he felt even more suspicious, and had a vague guess in his heart.
"But it's not appropriate to keep such a shameful thing of yours hidden."
"Wait, I haven't told you in detail, how do you know it's shameful?"
In the silence, Yin Xing said earnestly, "Even if you sell your body to someone of the same sex for money, it's still infidelity. Miss Liu will be very sad if she knows."
The bun in Jiang Yun's hand fell into the vinegar dish. He almost thought he had misheard the sound. He looked at Yin Xing who was extremely serious, and had no idea how she could deduce such a weird logic.
After a long silence, Jiang Yun confessed, "I was just helping that woman find a cat. What were you thinking about?"
"Ahem, what!" Yin Xing looked at Jiang Yun in disbelief, not even bothering to wipe the tea with a handkerchief.
The underworld errand that Jiang Yun had said required the brainpower and brawn of a constable turned out to be finding a cat!
"That cat is not an ordinary cat. It is very precious and its eyes are as beautiful as sapphires. Don't underestimate the cat raised by the noble ladies in the capital." Jiang Yun said this to save his face.
Seeing that Jiang Yun's words didn't sound false, Yin Xing finally accepted the reality and asked, "Then what is the discount you mentioned?"
Jiang Yun picked up the vinegar-soaked meat bun with his chopsticks. Not wanting to waste it, he stuffed the whole thing into his mouth and chewed it. His teeth ached from the sourness, and he said with a grim expression, "Her cat is easily seduced by other cats and won't return home, so I found someone with experience. This is a long-term business."
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing couldn't find any fault at all.
If a person is missing, you can report it to the police, but the government doesn't have the time to report cats and dogs.
"And I'm not just looking for cats and dogs, I also catch adulterers and the like. The price is higher, so I can give you a discount if you need it."
"I don't need it."
Yin Xing decisively rejected Jiang Yun's teasing and thought that Xuan Yizheng would never find an adulterer behind her back!
Jiang Yun jokingly drank tea to relieve the soreness, then turned to seriousness and said, "But the task you asked me to do has made some progress."
"What?" Yin Xing responded with concern.
"When Empress Wanqi was seriously ill, a plague broke out in the palace and many maids and guards died. However, I found a crazy old maid. She was sometimes lucid and her mumbling was not about the plague but a massacre." Jiang Yun looked around and lowered his voice.
Yin Xing was startled and said doubtfully, "A crazy old palace maid, are you sure you can take her words seriously?"
If a massacre occurred in the palace, I'm afraid no one except the emperor could block the news.
However, how could such a thing happening in the palace be concealed so perfectly? It is really terrifying when you think about it.
Jiang Yun replied somewhat helplessly, "Then I don't know, because apart from this crazy old maid, all the maids and guards in Queen Wanqi's palace died suddenly or from illness. After so many years, not a single one survived."
Yin Xing stared at the teacup in his hand with lingering fear. The tea leaves in it were just broken leaves and straw. He took a sip to calm his nerves and asked, "Does the old palace maid know the details of Empress Wanqi's illness?"
"The old maids are superstitious and say it's ghost possession. I think it's probably hysteria, and Empress Wanqi can't talk to people normally, so she allowed power to fall into someone else's hands. Maybe she's crazy."
"Are you saying that Queen Wanqi is crazy?"
Jiang Yun sipped his tea and inferred, "It's just a suspicion. It's said that Empress Dowager Du, who was skilled in witchcraft, cursed Empress Wanqi before her death. It was probably some kind of poison."
This incident was such a huge shock to Yin Xing that he was speechless for a moment.
I thought Queen Wanqi was weak and sickly because of poisoning, but who would have thought she would go crazy? The probability that she inherited Xuan Yizhen's disease is very high!
Nowadays, it is difficult to fully understand and cure mental illness.
What's more, in the feudal and superstitious ancient times, it was like having one's soul taken away by a ghost, an ominous existence that people were afraid of.
So is this the secret that Xuan Yizheng is hiding?
After Yin Xing finished speaking, he remained silent for a while. Jiang Yun, having eaten and drunk his fill, paid the bill with copper coins and reminded him, "It's getting late. If you don't go to the Dali Temple now, you'll be late."
After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun watched Yin Xing ride his horse and turn to walk towards another street, not knowing why.
That's not the street of Dali Temple. Is Yin Xing confused because of oversleeping so early in the morning?
"Hey, did you go the wrong way?"
"No, I'm going to the clinic."
Jiang Yun was puzzled. He raised his hand and picked up two baskets of meat buns wrapped in oil paper, intending to bring them to Liu Ci. He thought that royal affairs had always been the most bizarre and dangerous, and he didn't know whether it would be a blessing or a curse if he told Yin Xing.
It is rumored that when Empress Wanqi married into the royal family, she brought half of the Wanqi family's power with her. Logically, if she was really murdered, those forces would not have remained indifferent.
The so-called plague is probably just a cover to deceive people.
The Wanqi family may have suffered an unprecedented crisis back then, which is why it has been silent for many years.
But Jiang Yun couldn't understand why his mother was involved and died, and what role the emperor played in this fight between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Although the emperor had a good reputation, Jiang Yun felt that it was definitely not easy for the emperor to be both a filial son and a tolerant husband at the same time. It was definitely not easy for one person to have such a sharply contradictory dual identity.
Jiang Yun mounted his horse, the sound of horse hooves echoed, the autumn fog on the street gradually dissipated, a thin sun brought some warmth, and shone clearly on the towering palace.
Inside the palace hall, the emperor was furious, all officials were silent, and the three princes were also very surprised.
Over the years, my father has always been of a kind temperament and rarely has such a sudden change of mood. It can be seen that the war situation is very bad.
"We have been reporting frequent victories in the war, but now in autumn, we are losing ground. The noble families are all blaming lack of food and grass. Do you want me to order the troops to retreat?" The emperor said in a low voice, standing with his hands behind his back.
When the officials heard this, their expressions varied, and no one dared to respond.
This war was a battle for the emperor to establish his authority over the aristocratic families. Everyone knew this and dared not get involved.
Du Ruo frowned, feeling something was amiss. It was obvious that someone was dealing with the 8,000 soldiers of the Du family in Wuzhou, otherwise there was no reason for those puppet Gu to be in trouble.
After the morning court session, Du Ruo was summoned by the emperor alone. Led by the eunuchs, he walked into the inner hall alone.
The palace guards stood silently, the air was filled with incense, and the furnishings were mostly ordinary, without any gold, jade or precious stones. The current emperor had practiced frugality for many years and had always enjoyed a good reputation among the people.
But Du Ruo felt that when a person no longer cared about material things, there would definitely be something he wanted more. This emperor had great ambitions.
When the eunuchs left silently, Du Ruo stopped and saluted. The emperor closed the document in his hand and said solemnly, "You should give me an explanation."
Then Du Ruo saw the curtain fall back to reveal a puppet soldier tied up with iron chains. The man was curled up in pain, but couldn't stop roaring. His head kept hitting the iron bars, and blood and flesh splattered like a beast out of control.
Du Ruo walked closer and realized that the puppet soldier was so out of control that he couldn't even recognize him. He was no longer under his control. He said solemnly, "Your Majesty, I need some time to investigate."
"It's best to find a solution within half a month, otherwise I don't want the plan to fail."
"As you command."
After saying this, Du Ruo raised his hand, drew out his soft sword, and cut off the puppet's head. He didn't care about the blood splattering everywhere. His eyes fell on the struggling poisonous insect, and he understood everything in his heart.
I'm really curious about who can destroy the insect right under my nose.
This method is really amazing!
The emperor looked silently at the blood on the ground, his eyes fell on Du Ruo who was holding the head. He raised his hand to signal the originally vigilant palace guards not to make a fuss.
This girl surnamed Du always carried a sword with her, a special permission given to her by the emperor.
Mottled light streamed in from the windows of the main hall, illuminating the rising smoke. The purple air curled up, but it could not dilute the spreading smell of blood.
The light mist between the incense burners slowly drifted, gradually blurring the magnificent golden hall, but clearly illuminating the figure of the headless puppet palace soldier who was still standing.
At this moment, in front of the desk in the courtyard of the villa, there are golden scales and medicine grinders, and various small plates of medicinal materials. Xuan Yizheng picks the medicinal flowers and herbs with his bare hands, his posture is calm and elegant.
The female official Chun Li ordered someone to put away the poisonous insects in the glass bottle on display. She said, "My Lord, the Emperor is furious. This loss of face has finally shown us the power of the aristocratic families."
Originally, the female official Chunli thought that Princess Zhanghua had half royal blood and would not be too cruel to the emperor.
But now it seems that agreeing to let the Wanqi family participate in the war of rebellion was the beginning of the emperor's real danger.
If the emperor cannot completely swallow up the Xiahou family even if he gathers the three major noble families, the existence of the royal family will become precarious.
"Emperor, this is not the only trick you can use. If you are too careless and make a mistake, you might die without knowing how." Xuan Yizheng responded calmly, his eyes falling on the golden scale. He raised his hand and put the herbs into the grinder, crushing them into powder.
"Yes!" The female official Chunli did not dare to take it lightly, knowing that Princess Zhanghua's words were never just empty words.
Back then, the Wanqi family was almost on the brink of destruction, and the emperor's strategies and tactics were naturally beyond doubt.
As he finished speaking, footsteps were heard approaching from afar outside the corridor. The female official Chunli led the maids and belongings and tactfully left the house.
At this time, it is time for Prince Consort Yin to come back.
Yin Xing came in from outside, holding a book. He looked at Xuan Yizhen, who was sitting at the table. She was wearing a simple purple autumn dress with a moon and white cloud pattern, and moon-shaped jade earrings on her ears. She was beautiful and elegant, cold and abstinent. Yin Xing smelled the rich sweet aroma of herbs and called out, "Yizhen, it's sunny today. Have you been out?"
Xuan Yizhen rarely goes out in autumn, and even rarely opens the windows, so the smell of herbs always lingers for a long time.
"No, even though the sun is out, it's already a bit cold." Xuan Yizhen looked up at Yin Xing as she approached, then turned to look at the scroll she was holding. "Why, what are you curious about again?"
"It's nothing, just some medical books. Maybe I can find a way to relieve Yizhen's discomfort." Yin Xing didn't want to make Xuan Yizhen worry too much, so he mostly picked books about headaches and colds, and a small number of them were about hysteria.
Xuan Yizhen was surprised. He casually picked up a medical book beside him and flipped through it. He said, "You are thoughtful, but I have been suffering from an illness for many years. I am afraid it is not easy to treat."
If it could be cured, why would Xuan Yizheng need to use drugs to control it for years?
However, Xuan Yizheng didn't want to tell Yin Xing about this, nor did he want to discourage her enthusiasm.
When Yin Xing heard this, he thought Xuan Yizhen had given up on treatment. He raised his arms to embrace her, feeling uneasy, and solemnly called out, "There is always a way out. Yizhen, you will get better. Have faith!"
"Well, I'll be very happy with you." Xuan Yizheng let Yin Xing hug him, feeling her vigor and vitality. He lowered his slender neck and pressed it against her warm face, murmuring in response.
Or perhaps, Yin Xing's existence is like a rope that ties Xuan Yizheng down. As long as she is there, no illusion is enough to defeat him.
After he finished speaking, there was silence inside for a while. Yin Xing turned his head to look at Xuan Yizhen, and saw that she did not look depressed. Only then did he realize the difference in the medicinal fumigation.
Most of the incense in the inner rooms and courtyards were made by Xuan Yizheng herself, and Yin Xing also knew that she was very good at making incense.
However, the smell of the medicinal incense today was different from the usual ones, with a slightly bitter taste. Yin Xing's nose twitched, and he called out in confusion: "Did Yizhen change the incense?"
Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and gently touched the tip of Yin Xing's nose, smiling faintly, "The puppy has such a sensitive nose."
"..." Yin Xing blinked with hot eyes, thinking that Xuan Yi really loved to give himself all kinds of nicknames.
"But this is not incense for me. Do you like it?" Xuan Yizheng sniffed the faint sweet fragrance around Yin Xing, and his nose seemed to be filled with the sweetness of juicy lychees, and his teeth itched slightly.
"This incense tastes a bit bitter. I still prefer the incense I'm using now." Yin Xing didn't notice Xuan Yizheng's little movements and responded truthfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Xing felt a tingling warmth in his earlobe, and his whole body stiffened!
Xuan Yizhen's clear voice became a little unclear, and she said, "I also like the sweet fragrance you use on yourself. It makes me want to swallow it mouthful by mouthful, just like savoring a plump lychee."
Yin Xing felt the sharp sound of teeth hitting his earlobe and immediately cried out in fear: "Don't, it hurts a little."
After that, Xuan Yizhen didn't go any further. He stepped back slightly, looking at Yin Xing, whose cheeks were flushed. He suppressed his emotions and pretended to be calm, "I was just teasing you."
Hearing the voice, Yin Xing breathed a sigh of relief and looked into Xuan Yizheng's gentle and smiling eyes, but he didn't think she was teasing him.
After a while, the maids came in to serve the meal. Yin Xing distanced himself from Xuan Yizheng a little, raised his hand and touched his earlobe quietly. Fortunately, the skin was not broken.
The two of them were having their meal as usual. Outside the window, a light rain had begun to fall, adding a touch of dimness and coolness to the atmosphere.
Yin Xing thought of Jiang Yun's words and his eyes fell on Xuan Yizhen who was eating leisurely. Her every move was basically normal and her emotions were very stable.
Or perhaps, Xuan Yizheng didn't have many emotions most of the time, except when she was with him, when her expression would have subtle changes, preventing her from being as ethereal as a flower in the mist.
Maybe it's the calming effect of long-term medication.
Xuan Yizhen paused in his grip of the jade chopsticks, his eyes flickering slightly before he met Yin Xing's intense gaze calmly and said, "Have you ever heard that officials are allowed to set fires but ordinary people are not allowed to light lamps?"
"Well, what?" Yin Xing responded frankly, not quite understanding what she meant.
"Nothing, just something I said suddenly." Xuan Yizheng saw that Yin Xing didn't understand how seductive her eyes were, so she just let her look at them to her heart's content.
The little dog insisted on staring at its owner like this, and Xuan Yizheng had no way to refuse her.
After he finished speaking, the only sounds were the clattering of dishes and the sound of rain outside the window. It was so ordinary yet soothing.
Yin Xing has always eaten much faster than Xuan Yizheng. After a while, he raised his hand to pick up the tea and drink it, and his eyes were looking at him directly.
If Xuan Yi really had a mental illness, then her senses and brain should be problematic, but Yin Xing did not notice any more abnormalities.
Apart from Xuan Yizheng's affairs in bed, he has a very special hobby.
Yin Xing felt a little embarrassed and looked away, turning to look at the rain outside the small window. The sky was dim and dark at the moment.
On rainy nights, the moon and stars are often invisible, only endless darkness.
Speaking of which, Xuan Yizheng's eyes also give people a similar feeling, like a deep pool, like a mountain, and like an abyss, with infinite mysterious emptiness.
"Do you like watching the rain?"
"It's okay, but I prefer the sun."
Yin Xing retracted her gaze and looked at Xuan Yizheng. The sun could dispel the cold and bring her warmth, so she gradually began to like the sun.
When Xuan Yizhen heard Yin Xing say this, he said seriously, "Then why did you suddenly stop looking at me?"
Hearing this, the heat that had just faded from Yin Xing's cheeks gradually surged. His gaze met Xuan Yizhen's inquiring eyes, and like a longing child, he said softly, "Then I can continue to look at Yizhen now, okay?"
"It's too late."
"Why?"
Xuan Yizhen let Yin Xing's suspicious gaze stare at her, raised her hand to wipe her lips with an embroidered handkerchief, sipped her tea, and replied slowly: "Because I have to go take a bath, you should continue to watch the rain."
Yin Xing looked at the somewhat naughty Xuan Yizhen without saying anything. He almost thought she was unhappy just now.
However, since Xuan Yizheng was able to joke with me, I thought his condition should be under control. It was a blessing at least.
"Would you like to bathe together?"
"I'm not in a hurry."
Yin Xing was thinking about the pile of medical books and was worried that he would have no chance to avoid Xuan Yizheng.
Xuan Yizhen blinked slightly, somewhat dissatisfied with Yin Xing's slowness, and said calmly, "Okay."
After he finished speaking, seeing Xuan Yizhen step into the inner room, Yin Xing raised his hand to flip through the medical book, wishing he could read ten lines at a glance!
Late at night, Yin Xing was so sleepy that he climbed onto the bed, but he couldn't even lift his eyelids. The medical book was like a heavenly book.
Xuan Yizhen held the book in his hands and looked down at Yin Xing, calling out slowly, "Are you going to sleep now?"
Yin Xing opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Xuan Yizhen and said, "Well, Yizhen, is there anything else?"
"According to the date, my menstrual period will come in a few days. Please pay more attention at the Dali Temple."
"Yeah, I know."
After saying that, Yin Xing moved closer to Xuan Yizheng's cool body, closed his eyes, and said nothing at all.
Xuan Yizheng pursed his lips, closed the book, and lay aside. Finally, he raised his arms and put them around Yin Xing, and put his palms against her collar, but found that she showed no signs of waking up, which puzzled him.
Is it easy to feel sleepy before Yinxing Guishui?
Seeing this, Xuan Yizheng had to give up the idea and move his hand away. Instead, he gathered up his drooping black hair, leaned over and kissed Yin Xing's lips. He wanted to bite but restrained his strength and just tasted it lightly.
She is so afraid of pain that she would probably be easily awakened.
The autumn rain continued all night, adding a bit of chill. The branches and leaves between the trees were beaten and fell to the ground, emitting a rotten smell.
Most pedestrians in the capital carry umbrellas when going out in late autumn, because it is easy for light rain to fall from time to time, like the drizzle in spring, but it will not bring vitality, but will instead foreshadow the arrival of severe winter.
The war had not made any progress for a long time. The people in the capital, who were initially optimistic, gradually became worried about the unstable situation and discussed it privately.
"I think the Xiahou family's thousand-year-old foundation is too deep. This time, I'm afraid the emperor will have no choice but to negotiate peace."
"Yes, the decline is becoming increasingly apparent, and it's only just getting cold. If we wait until winter arrives and the roads are blocked by snow, we won't be able to supply food and fodder, which will be even more troublesome."
Everyone was talking, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard on the street, and the cold wind blew like a knife, hurting my face.
In the morning, Yin Xing entered the Dali Temple's general treasury and raised his hand to warm the charcoal fire before he regained some consciousness.
Yin Xing spent too much time with Xuan Yizheng on weekdays, so when he just went out, he felt the autumn breeze outside was very cool.
But when waiting to ride the horse across the street, Yin Xing was frozen like a fool and could hardly hold the reins with his hands.
Most of the colleagues in the general warehouse are elderly, so they change their clothes early and hold small teapots in their hands to warm their hands. It can be said that they are enjoying a comfortable retirement.
When his hands regained some feeling, Yin Xing stood up, holding the teacup, sat down to drink, and raised his hand to take out the medical book.
The Dali Temple is busiest in autumn, especially when dealing with cases that require review for execution after the autumn. Now it is relatively leisurely.
Colleagues were chatting about their own trivial matters. Yin Xing didn't pay attention at first, until he heard a few words and then he paid attention.
"This freezing winter is hard to endure. If I accidentally fall, my old bones will die on the spot."
"Death on the spot is considered good, but I'm afraid of dying half-dead. I have an uncle who was such a refined man in his youth, but unfortunately he suffered a brain injury and became mad. He stepped barefoot into an icy pond at night and accidentally fell in and died. It's a pity."
"As people age, their brains tend to have problems, and dementia and forgetfulness are common."
Just as his colleagues were lamenting the passing of time, they suddenly heard sobbing. They looked over and saw the young Prince Consort Yin wiping his tears, and fell silent for a moment.
The life of a prince consort in this dynasty has always been humble and difficult. It seems that the usually kind and optimistic Prince Consort Yin also has unspeakable pain in his heart.
The colleagues exchanged glances with each other, and everything was said without words, with their expressions full of understanding.
However, at this moment, Yin Xing couldn't help feeling uncomfortable because she thought that Xuan Yizhen might go crazy in the future. Tears started to fall and she couldn't control it at all.
Originally, Yin Xing had never understood why Xuan Yizhen was avoiding her secret.
But now Yin Xing suddenly understood the reason.
How could Xuan Yizhen, a man of such good character and integrity, tolerate herself becoming so insane?
When the autumn rain outside the window stopped dripping, Yin Xing went into the backyard for dinner in the afternoon, feeling a little unappetizing.
So Yin Xing only ordered two steamed buns and white porridge, but he was a little surprised that Jiang Yun had the same combination.
After all, Jiang Yun is a meat lover, and Yin Xing rarely sees her eating only vegetarian food.
The two of them sat in the corner. Yin Xing broke off half a steamed bun and ate it in small bites with white porridge.
"Is your princess wife abusing you recently?" Jiang Yun said while taking big bites of the hot steamed bun.
Although he is also a vegetarian, Jiang Yun needs to eat at least three steamed buns to feel half full.
"I just have no appetite. Why don't you eat meat?" Yin Xing said unwillingly.
Jiang Yun sighed and replied: "The little girl's illness costs money, so I have to save money."
When Yin Xing heard that she was sick, he said with concern: "If it's serious, I can ask a doctor from another hospital to see the little girl."
"No, actually I don't think it's serious. The little girl is just particularly afraid of the cold. But Liu Ci refused to be at ease, so she prescribed a lot of tonics, which are very expensive." Jiang Yun bit the soft steamed bun and felt the sour pain in his teeth. Liu Ci was becoming more and more partial to her!
"Okay, if you need anything, just let me know and I will do my best." Yin Xing said seriously.
Jiang Yun resumed his playful expression and responded bluntly, "Then order me a plate of braised pork."
"Okay." Yin Xing stood up.
Soon Yin Xing brought a plate of braised pork, which was salty and fragrant, and he suddenly felt a little greedy.
Jiang Yun took a bite of the braised pork with alternating fat and lean meat on a steamed bun. He was in high spirits and said, "It's so delicious! This might be my last meat dish this year."
Hearing this, Yin Xing, who had originally intended to pick up the braised pork with his bamboo chopsticks, silently retreated and ate his steamed bun. He said, "Your salary will be paid soon. You don't have to talk so badly, do you?"
"It seems that you are out of date. The emperor ordered to save winter food and reduce officials' salaries by half because the war against the Xiahou family was not going well. Naturally, I have to tighten my belt." Jiang Yun said while biting the greasy braised pork.
"The Xiahou family is so powerful, but the emperor wants to cut officials' salaries in half to support the war?" Yin Xing muttered as he listened to the familiar arrangement.
Seeing that Yin Xing clearly didn't understand the depth of the family's roots, Jiang Yun explained, "The four great families inherited the title of Duke and their fiefdoms, and they also had a large number of imperial troops. Their influence was widespread. Even the officials in the various provincial capitals were mostly recommended by the families. So, this is like a deep-rooted system that is difficult to uproot."
Yin Xing was a little surprised when he heard this and said, "Why do the noble families seem to exist independently of the emperor's rule? Don't they pay taxes?"
"That's right. When the dynasty was founded, the four great families' fiefs paid no taxes to the imperial court. It wasn't until the current emperor, in conjunction with Empress Wanqi, put pressure on the families that he curbed their wealth, collecting 30% of the taxes. He also had the power to appoint local officials. Although it was a recommendation system, it ultimately confirmed that the emperor was the master of the world."
"It sounds like the emperor is quite resourceful."
Jiang Yun nodded, tearing open the steamed bun and chewing it, dipping it in the fragrant oil from the bottom of the braised pork dish. He said, "Yes, so the emperor is dealing with more than just the Xiahou family."
If Empress Wanqi could still handle state affairs now, the emperor probably would not send troops, but would continue to boil the frog in warm water.
Because the Xiahou family did not dare to offend the royal family and the Wanqi family at the same time, if a war were to break out now, it would probably be a case of who would win and there would be no possibility of peace talks.
Yin Xing felt that the court situation was extremely dangerous. He bit the steamed bun with his teeth and came to his senses when he heard the sound of teacups.
Only then did Yin Xing realize that Jiang Yun had finished five steamed buns and a plate of braised pork very easily, which was simply amazing.
No wonder Jiang Yun’s salary is not enough to spend, there is a reason for this.
Yin Xing drank the sweet white porridge silently, turned his head to look out the window, the sky was covered with dark clouds, it looked very gloomy, and the lanterns were swaying in the cold wind.
At dusk, Yin Xing returned to the villa and found that she had her period, so she had to take a bath first.
Xuan Yizhen raised his hand to find clothes and a menstrual belt for Yin Xing, and thought aloud: "You are two days early this month."
Behind the screen, Yin Xing wiped himself and took the clothes. He didn't pay special attention to the date and muttered, "It seems so."
When it comes to memory, Xuan Yizheng has always been very strong. Compared to him, I feel more like I have dementia.
Xuan Yizhen's eyes lightly swept over the naked Yin Xing, and stopped at her slender calves, which were like stripped bamboo shoots in spring, straight and tender. His gaze slowly wandered, looking at the menstrual belt wrapped around the side of her skin, and his fingertips rubbed it slightly.
When Yin Xingxing put on his clothes and turned around, he met Xuan Yizheng's calm gaze and his heart beat rapidly.
"how?"
"Nothing, I just noticed your eyes are a little red."
As he spoke, Xuan Yizheng stepped closer, his fingertips falling on Yin Xing's eyes, full of concern.
But in fact, what Xuan Yi really wanted was Yin Xing's naked and light body and the unbearable touch of his fingertips.
But at this moment, Yin Xing did not pay attention to Xuan Yizhen's hint. He recalled his tears with a guilty conscience. His face flushed and he hesitated, "Maybe water accidentally got into my eyes just now."
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing stepped out from behind the screen. He just wanted to have dinner with Xuan Yizheng and didn't want her to become suspicious and worry.
Xuan Yizhen was stunned, and went out of the inner room with Yin Xing to eat with a bit of loss. Seeing her looking at the food with clear eyes and a good appetite, he remained silent, wanting to say something.
Am I not as tempting as these foods in Yin Xing's eyes?
The two of them had different thoughts. When it was time to wash and rest as usual, Yin Xing lay on the inside, being particularly well-behaved.
Because the menstrual belt is not safe, it will be a bit troublesome when the menstrual period comes, so the Yin star should not be moved if possible.
Xuan Yizheng was sitting beside the couch, reading a book, her beautiful eyes lowered, her long eyelashes moving slightly, and her expression was unexpectedly cold.
Of course the most important thing is that Xuan Yizheng didn't say a word.
Yin Xing leaned over to Xuan Yizhen, buried his head in her arms, and called softly, "Yizhen, aren't you sleepy?"
Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes and looked at Yin Xing who was snuggling in his arms. Even though he still felt bothered, he raised his hand and stroked her fair cheek, saying softly, "Well, go to sleep."
"I'm not sleepy yet. What has Yizhen been doing today?" Yin Xing called curiously with his cheek against Xuan Yizhen's hand.
"I didn't do anything, I just missed you." Xuan Yizheng pinched her face with his fingertips and said calmly.
Yin Xing was caught off guard by this. She blinked at Xuan Yizhen, but she didn't doubt her words. She said with a warm face, "I miss Yizhen too."
Xuan Yizhen's expression was calm and indifferent, but his words were still gentle. He said, "Really? How much do you miss it?"
"I miss you so much!"
"But this little bit of longing is not enough for me, what should I do?"
The words became softer and softer as he spoke, and Xuan Yizheng lowered his head and kissed Yin Xing's forehead, as if he wanted something.
Yin Xing slowly realized that Xuan Yizhen was unhappy. He tried to stand up, but was restrained and unable to move. He could only raise his head to kiss her lips and coax her, "Then Yizhen, tell me what to do, okay?"
For some reason, Yin Xing felt that Xuan Yi's uneasiness was coming like a tide. She felt very cold, like a ghost falling into the water, ready to sink at any moment.
"But you won't do it with me now."
"No, I want to do it."
Yin Xing hugged Xuan Yizheng's thin body tightly, kissed her tightly pursed thin lips in a flattering manner, licked them gently, and waited for her permission.
When Yin Xing tasted the softness of the cool fragrance, all the oxygen he breathed was taken away. He thought that people who fell into the water would always cling to the last straw. This was probably the feeling of danger.
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