Chapter 11 I won't become Yizhen's consort, will I?
Yin Xing immediately realized that his heartbeat was too abrupt. He embarrassedly turned his gaze away from the beauty and secretly sighed that he was so useless!
Yin Xing discovered that there was a spacious pond outside, with many lush oval water lilies of different sizes growing in it, layered on the water surface, quiet and silent yet full of vitality.
The scorching sun in the sky silently shines on the surface of the pool, casting mottled light, golden and dazzling, like a painting, which is eye-catching.
The weather is clear and the air is fresh today. The scenery of this courtyard is pleasant. Looking at it, I feel relaxed and happy.
"Yizhen, this courtyard is so beautiful." Yin Xing calmed down his previous inexplicable palpitations, leaned forward slightly, leaned on the railing and looked carefully, and saw a tall egret nodding its head and stepping on the water lilies, strolling lightly and leisurely on the surface of the pond, which was extremely elegant and his eyes were full of joy.
"As long as you like it, there are stewards and maids in the courtyard. They will be responsible for your food, clothing and daily life in the future, so you don't have to contact the people of Xizhou Hou." Xuan Yizheng's eyes fell on Yin Xingsheng's bright eyes filled with golden light, as bright as stars. He stared at her silently and spoke softly unconsciously.
Yin Xing turned his head to look at the considerate Xuan Yizhen and hesitated, "Yizhen, is this not a good idea?"
Yin Xing felt really bad about eating and living for free.
Xuan Yizhen's eyes drifted over Yin Xing's face, his expression changing, and he was very puzzled. He thought, "Why? Could it be that you have changed your mind and don't want to live here anymore? Or do you want to live in Xizhou Hou's private residence in the capital?"
Yin Xing shook his head and replied: "No, I think the people sent by Xizhou Hou are very strange."
Although Yin Xing couldn't tell the specific reason, he had a hunch that Manager Chen didn't seem like a good person at all.
"In that case, you can live here peacefully. The guards in the courtyard will protect your safety, and those who want to hunt you down will not stand a chance."
"Then what can I do to repay Yizhen?"
Xuan Yizhen was slightly startled, her beautiful eyes serenely gazing at Yin Xing's clear, round eyes that flashed with anticipation and distress. She stroked the red silk with her fingertips and replied calmly, "You don't have to do anything special to repay me. Just stay in the capital and live here."
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng, who had a peaceful expression, in confusion. Her dark eyes, which were like those covered by mist, did not reveal any further desires, as if she had no desires and was ethereal and ethereal.
But Yin Xing felt that friends should help each other so that the relationship could last. His eyes dimmed a little and he looked a little worried and distressed.
After all, Xuan Yizhen is a princess of the dynasty who has everything she needs. As a poor person, there is only so much I can do for her.
"Then I'll find a job in the capital. After I get paid, I'll find something fun and interesting for Yizhen."
"Okay, but since you received the golden signature today, I think you'll soon receive the appointment document from the Ministry of Personnel."
Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's confident face and found it amusing, so he did not refuse her so-called repayment of kindness.
Hearing the sound, Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen with surprise, who had an indifferent expression, and then he slowly remembered the cold and hard object in his hand before!
That thing turned out to be the golden token used by princesses and princesses to show their affection to each other!
Yin Xing immediately fumbled in his sleeve pocket and took out an exquisitely designed gold stick. His eyes blinked, his cheeks flushed, and he stammered in disbelief, "Yizhen, then wouldn't I become your consort?"
"Well, it might seem possible to outsiders, but it's extremely unlikely."
"What's the meaning?"
Xuan Yizhen looked at the naive Yin Xing, his gaze fixed on her fair arms, which were exposed when her sleeves were rolled up. He never looked away for a moment, and explained to her calmly, "The royal princess's matchmaking banquet doesn't necessarily select a consort right away. Usually, they pick multiple candidates, and after a period of interaction, if they feel they're not suitable, they end the matchmaking process."
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng gently wrapped a piece of red silk around Yin Xing's snow-white wrist. His movements were casual but focused, as if he was tying a complicated ceremonial knot.
Yin Xing didn't shy away from Xuan Yizhen's touch, letting the soft, smooth red silk wrap around and bind her wrists. She thought to herself, "This sounds quite free. At least the princes-in-law don't have no choice."
"The freedom you are talking about is the right of the princesses of the dynasty. The princes-in-law are not qualified to see each other." Xuan Yizheng corrected the ignorant Yin Xing, but his fingertips were holding the red silk and wrapping it tightly around her delicate arms. The contrast between red and white was more obvious, and his breathing became heavier.
"So in the end it was the princesses who made the unilateral decision." Yin Xing remained silent, speechless.
It seems that the probability of a royal consort being cheated on is very high.
Yin Xing unconsciously glanced at Xuan Yizhen, whose beautiful eyes were lowered, revealing a gentle and affectionate expression. Thinking of the hateful rumors about her in the capital, he asked curiously, "Yizhen, have you chosen someone else?"
As soon as these words came out, Yin Xing's heart tightened for no reason. Xuan Yizheng was so gentle and beautiful, what kind of person would she like?
Xuan Yizhen paused his fingertips as he tied the knot, regaining his composure a little. His eyes regained clarity as he replied, "These ceremonies are boring. Today is my first time attending one."
Attending court banquets requires formal attire, but Xuan Yizhen does not like complicated attire or noisy atmosphere.
"Then how did Yizhen choose his two previous potential consorts?"
"I guess they were the ones who took the initiative to ask the emperor for permission to marry them."
Hearing this, Yin Xing's heart inexplicably settled. His gaze fell on Xuan Yizhen's frank expression, which was as bright and clear as the moon. Pity welled up in his heart, and his face was puffed up as he muttered angrily, "But there are rumors out there that Yizhen killed the two future princes-in-law. The people behind this are really evil!"
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing, who had a rare frown on his face, and stared at him for a long moment. He said quietly, "Perhaps it's not entirely false. After all, two future prince consorts have died. Misfortunes never come singly, so there must be something fishy going on. So are you afraid?"
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing looked at the woman in front of him with a confused look in her eyes. She seemed to be calm and detached. With a complicated feeling in her heart, she shook her head and replied with a firm look, "No, I will try my best to help Yizhen explain to others. Maybe we can even catch the bad guy who spread the rumors and caused trouble!"
If someone really targeted Xuan Yizhen and attacked the two future princes-in-law one after another, thus ruining his reputation, this would be even more terrifying than the hunt that Yin Xing suffered.
Faced with such a despicable and cruel plot, Yin Xing would not stand idly by and let Xuan Yizhen suffer from the rumors alone.
Yin Xing was filled with passion as he spoke, but Xuan Yizhen showed little reaction. He smiled softly, his expression as indifferent as a passing cloud. He fastened the final knot with his fingertips and murmured, "You are quite courageous. Then learn to read and learn etiquette first, so that you can reveal your noble status in the capital. Also, can you ride a horse and use a bow and arrow?"
Yin Xing suddenly felt like a rapidly deflated balloon, his face flushed with embarrassment. He shook his head and replied, "No, but I can learn all of these."
"Okay, there's no rush now. You should get treated for your headache first."
"But my head wound has healed and formed a scab."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Xing heard footsteps coming in from outside, and then a woman came forward and bowed, placing her fingertips on his pulse and looking at his complexion.
After a while, the woman left silently.
Yin Xing was a little confused, blinking her eyes, and asked in a panic: "Yizhen, what condition did she diagnose? Why isn't she talking?"
Xuan Yizhen lowered his gaze to the red silk knot on Yin Xing's wrist, quite satisfied, and said patiently, "Because she is mute, she is the only steward in this hospital who can treat you up close. If you have any questions, you can speak directly to her."
Yin Xing nodded after he finished speaking, feeling relieved. He almost thought he had a terminal illness just now!
At this moment, Yin Xing noticed the red silk knot on his wrist. It was intricate but beautiful. His eyes lit up and he asked, "What kind of knot is this?"
Xuan Yizhen fiddled with the drooping red silk ribbon with his fingertips and replied calmly, "I don't know. I just tied it casually. Do you like it?"
"Well, it's pretty good-looking!"
"Then just keep it tied and untie it when we meet next time."
Yin Xing originally thought Xuan Yi was joking, but seeing her serious expression, he suddenly became less sure.
When the sun sets, Xuan Yizhen is about to leave the courtyard, and Yin Xing stands up to see him off.
Seeing the procession of carriages and horses in front of the courtyard slowly driving away, Yin Xing stood where she was, waving the red silk knot in her arms, thinking that maybe Xuan Yi was really just trying to express his wish that he go and play with her.
It seems that I need to learn how to ride a horse quickly!
Inside the carriage, Xuan Yizhen looked at the blurry figure of Yin Xing standing quietly, then he withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to unfold the diagnosis letter and read it, frowning slightly.
Since the headache did not cause more serious harm to Yin Xing, why did she say strange words that night as if she had come back to life?
A lie, or a scam that puts one's life at risk?
In the silence, the sunset light in the distance was as bright as blood, and a few rays of light floated into the dim carriage. Xuan Yizheng's deep eyes were also stained with blood, dark and difficult to understand.
As night falls, the stars in the sky turn, and the flames flicker between the lifelike crane candlesticks in the house.
Female official Ji entered and her gaze fell on the figure standing still in front of the glazed wall. She asked in confusion, "My Lord, why didn't you choose someone from the Wanqi family at the banquet, but instead chose the son of the Marquis of Xizhou?"
"Aunt Ji, do you think returning to the Wanqi Family now would be a step forward or a step backward?"
"Although it's a retreat, it's also a retreat in order to advance. At least it can preserve the foundation of you and the Wanqi family."
Xuan Yizhen gazed intently at the golden carp entering the new pond. Its jade-white cheeks, tinged with a faint blue, gave it an eerie beauty. His dark eyes added a hint of coldness and stillness. He said indifferently, "The last person from the Wanqi family who proposed marriage died in an unclear manner. How can you guarantee success this time?"
Female official Ji was silent, not knowing how to respond for a moment. The current situation in the capital was complicated and dangerous, and it was really hard to guard against it.
After a while, Xuan Yizhen turned around and walked over to the table where many small plates of insect bait were placed. He used his golden tweezers to select the right bait and spoke calmly, "So, allowing the Wanqi family to be injured and temporarily stay in the capital is a good way to conceal our true intentions."
"So that's how it is. Yin Xing, the son of the Marquis of Xizhou, is just your cover."
"Her identity isn't enough to serve as a cover, but the involvement of the other three great families might be an opportunity to see the muddy situation clearly."
Lady Ji said solemnly, "My Lord, the three great families each have their own agenda, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle this."
Xuan Yizhen looked down at the bait in the jade dish with a nonchalant expression. He said slowly, "To pass off a fake as a real thing, you have to make it look real. Just do as I say."
"I understand."
"in addition."
Aunt Ji was about to leave, feeling puzzled, but she saw Princess Zhanghua feeding squirming insect bait to the golden carp in the Glazed Pavilion. Her expression softened as she said, "It should be time to feed the fish there too."
Lady Ji hesitated and replied, "Yes."
I really don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse that the son of the Marquis of Xizhou is raised in that private residence. After all, the living things raised by Princess Zhanghua never live long.
As the words faded, a golden carp chased after insect bait and pecked at it in the dim blue glazed wall. The water flow changed, blurring and distorting the reflection of Xuan Yizheng's face.
In the darkness of night, the dense flowers and green vines outside the house are not as bright and colorful as they are during the day. Only dark shadows remain, like hideous ghosts clinging to the house and yard, like an airtight cage.
Meanwhile, Yin Xing, in his new residence, was starving. He fiddled with the red silk knot on his arm with his fingertips. Looking at the stewardess who had finally served the dishes, he couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Why didn't you serve the dishes one by one, instead of waiting until all of them were served at once?"
The housekeeper smiled and stepped aside without saying a word. Yin Xing then remembered that she couldn't speak, and buried her head in eating rice in embarrassment.
It seems that I have to ask Xuan Yizheng how to communicate effectively with the lady in charge when I get a chance, otherwise it will be difficult for me to eat early!
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