Chapter 83 Yunwu Qing-gege, do you like it?
Spring is in full bloom outside the car, amidst willows and misty flowers.
Inside the car, springtime was in full swing, but the warbling of birds was broken and intermittent, and whenever it could not be suppressed, it was suddenly blocked in the throat.
Heading south from Shengjing, the official road was covered with gravel, but fortunately the cart frame was sturdy, though it was inevitable to bump along when driving over the gravel.
But the jolting of the carriage was even more unbearable. Every time they crossed a pebble, the suppressed warbling of the orioles would inevitably rise a few degrees. However, with the windows and doors tightly closed, the short, sharp sounds mixed with the sound of water were trapped inside the carriage.
On the carpet spread on the carriage floor, a few hairpins and hair ornaments were scattered haphazardly, as if they had been shaken off. To the side was a small couch. The man's brocade robe was neatly hemmed, but it was entangled with the woman's iris-colored skirt. The skirt, made of fine shimmering brocade, swayed and rose and fell like waves.
Suddenly, her skirt trembled, like a huge wave crashing in.
The prominent veins on the back of the man's hand, which rested on her slender waist, were even more noticeable against her pale skin. He suddenly tightened his grip, as if suppressing something, or perhaps helping to lift her up, allowing the skirt to continue swaying with a captivating luster and waves.
His other hand rested on the trembling butterfly bone, which seemed about to take flight, and patted it gently in a soothing manner.
"Aro just said to keep your voice down."
The deep male voice was somewhat muffled, as if it were blocked by something.
Cui Yiluo lowered her head helplessly, burying her face in his neck and sobbing. The tears that welled up in her eyes quickly soaked his clothes, leaving damp patches. Fortunately, his clothes were snow-white, so the dampness was not noticeable. Therefore, even though the clothes became more soaked, he still looked like a virtuous and upright gentleman, concealed by her figure.
Cui Yiluo trembled with rage as she bit his neck, her voice nasal and hoarse as she sobbed, "Jiang Yunjin! Jiang Shenzhi! You madman!"
As soon as she finished her angry rant, her skirt began to sway again. She was uncontrollably manipulated by the large hand around her waist, unable to break free, and forced to accept all the sensations he brought her. Although she was supposed to be in control, she had never taken the initiative from beginning to end.
Her slender, snow-white neck was taut and held high, like a swan stretching its neck amidst rippling blue waves.
The carriage lurched violently again; this time, it seemed that the stones it had run over were quite large, causing the carriage to shake more violently.
This was the most painful moment for Cui Yiluo. She was about to scream when her lips were suddenly covered. Her small, delicate lower face was easily enveloped in the palm of her hand. Her eyes, red and watery, were glazed over. Below her eyes were the menacing blue veins on the back of her hand, like water meeting mountains, creating a striking image.
Only when she swallowed her words did the man release her, caressing her soft nape to soothe her, and kissing her rosy lips, which were as delicate as flower petals. His dark eyes seemed to be veiled by a thin mist, which was so alluring that it was easy to drown in it.
He whispered, "Didn't Aro want me?"
Cui Yiluo trembled with anger. She had only been toying with him, how could he take it seriously!
She originally wanted to refuse, but firstly, she was no match for him in strength and was easily subdued; secondly, he knew her too well, and with a flick of his fingers, he easily rendered her powerless to resist.
He was like a victorious general who knew how to deploy troops, and in her moment of confusion and bewilderment, he breached the city walls in one fell swoop.
She was clearly in the right, but she couldn't find the words to refute them, and her words were punctuated by sobs, lacking any real force.
Actually, considering the situation outside the car, Jiang Yunjin had already restrained himself considerably compared to usual. But Cui Yiluo felt as if she were being cut by a dull knife; this long and slow torture was not as quick and easy as being direct. Right now, she was in pain and had to suppress her voice, making her feel a hundred times more uncomfortable than last night.
Moreover, there were many carriages and horses on the official road. Whenever the sound of hooves rang out around them, Cui Yiluo couldn't help but feel nervous. Even though she was usually unruly and rebellious, she felt as guilty as a thief at this moment. After all, the tokens hanging outside their carriages to identify them were originally meant to scare away bandits on the road, but now they had become a restriction.
She tensed up and was hit in the waist.
The man's eyes grew even darker and more intense, as if they wanted to devour you. "Relax."
The more he acted this way, the more determined Cui Yiluo became to oppose him, pushing him until his breathing became increasingly rapid, veins bulged on his forehead, and his grip tightened. But at the same time, she didn't fare any better.
In the end, Cui Yiluo gave in and had no choice but to beg him, kissing him in a pleading manner, "Husband, Cousin Shenzhi, please let me go, okay?"
Jiang Yunjin did not answer, his eyes darkening further.
The carriage bounced even more violently.
She keenly sensed from his reactions to each form of address that Jiang Yunjin seemed to really like the way she called him, so she put in even more effort, deliberately sobbing and calling him in a soft voice.
Sure enough, not long after, as the carriage sped along, he suddenly embraced her tightly. Their hearts were pressed together, trembling so violently that they seemed to leap out and merge into one.
The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, revealing the dazzling golden light of dusk.
With a stroke of his pen, the new emperor granted Jiang Yunjin several days' leave. With ample time, there was no rush to travel. Over the course of several days, they made their way to the next town, where they planned to rest for a day.
Unfortunately, the next town was Qingzhou, the very place Cui Yiluo had wanted to visit when she left the capital.
Because of the absurdity on the carriage, Cui Yiluo barely paid any attention to Jiang Yunjin for two whole days, only responding to him a few times when he pressed her against him and kissed her.
But now, with Qingzhou mentioned, Cui Yiluo couldn't help but feel guilty, and she secretly glanced at the man beside her. Although she had left a letter back then, and there were so many misunderstandings between them, she had still acted out of spite. He had finished his official business in Yunzhou day and night and returned to Shengjing to see her more than ten days early, only to find her gone.
Although Cui Yiluo was still annoyed by his five days of absurdity in Qingchi Lane, she could understand his state of mind at the time.
The man simply hummed in response to the report from outside the window that they were about to arrive in Qingzhou. He then lowered his eyes to look at the book in his hands. Although he appeared to be indifferent, his figure sitting by the window inexplicably conveyed a sense of loss and melancholy.
After ignoring him for two days, Cui Yiluo saw his current state, bit her lip, and took the initiative to sit beside him, hooking her arm around his hand that wasn't holding a book, and calling him "husband."
Jiang Yunjin simply gave a faint "hmm".
This was the first time she had taken the initiative in two days. When she ignored him, he would use both soft and hard tactics to get her to speak, and at night he would forcefully pull her into his arms to sleep. Now, she was holding his hand and trying to talk to him, but he ignored her completely. He must have been thinking about what happened back then, and he was unhappy about it.
Cui Yiluo spoke again: "Husband, I heard that Qingzhou is lively and prosperous, and has beautiful mountains and rivers. I just heard that tomorrow is the Hundred Flowers Festival. I imagine the city will be very lively at night. It is truly a perfect time."
As she spoke, she watched Jiang Yunjin's reaction. He still had a gloomy face and did not calm down after she finished speaking. He said softly, "No wonder A'Luo wanted to come here to relax."
His tone carried a hint of melancholy.
Cui Yiluo's heart skipped a beat.
Seeing that although he was looking at the book, his expression was getting darker and darker, and he seemed to be lost in thought, Cui Yiluo quickly pulled the book away from him.
This time, his book was much easier to pull, unlike last time when he grabbed it and dragged her into his arms, leading to an afternoon of absurdity. This time, he barely held on; she pulled and it floated away as lightly as flowing water.
Cui Yiluo didn't think too much about it, and simply laid the book out to the side so that he wouldn't have trouble finding it later.
Jiang Yunjin lowered his eyes as the book was taken away, only withdrawing his hand that was holding the book, without glancing back. His reaction only confirmed Cui Yiluo's belief that he was angry.
Cui Yiluo could only hug his unusually upright posture, her voice a mix of complaint and coquetry: "My husband is so stingy, it's been so long!"
"More than three months."
Cui Yiluo didn't react: "What?"
Jiang Yunjin turned his head slightly, looked down at her, his eyes cold and indifferent, like a hard shell built up after being injured. He said indifferently, "More than three months have passed. That day was the third day of the twelfth lunar month."
Cui Yiluo then realized that he was answering her earlier question, "How much time has passed?"
His ability to remember even the date so clearly made Cui Yilu feel a pang of bitterness in her heart, so her attitude softened even more. She slightly raised her face and kissed his thin lips; he didn't pull away, but he didn't respond either.
"Now you know everything, and there's nothing between me and Yuan Ling."
"Don't mention him."
Seeing his expression, Cui Yiluo chuckled inwardly and continued to coax him, "How about we take a stroll around the city tomorrow night? Apart from my husband's birthday, I haven't gone out with him before."
Jiang Yunjin's eyes dimmed slightly, and he curled his lips into a slight smile, "It's no wonder A'Luo finds me boring."
Cui Yiluo didn't understand why he would interpret her words in such a way. Although it was indeed true, they rarely traveled together. If he hadn't accompanied her back to Ningzhou this time, they certainly wouldn't have had such a long stretch of free time to spend together all day.
Normally, he was not one for playing around, so he would only occasionally accompany her to watch a play. During the day, she would usually enjoy herself with Jiang Zhaoyue and a few others. Sometimes when Cui Yiluo came back from going out, she would find him waiting for her in the room for a long time, and she would inevitably feel a little guilty. But seeing his indifferent expression, she felt that he did not take these things to heart.
It turns out he still cared, but he didn't show it on his face.
Seeing that she did not answer, Jiang Yunjin looked away again, as if he had expected the result, and his expression became even more dejected.
Seeing his state, Cui Yiluo didn't have time to think about why he was so emotional today, and hurriedly said, "But my husband has been working hard all day, and it's already tiring enough. How can I let my husband accompany me after he finishes his shift..."
Halfway through her sentence, Cui Yiluo suddenly realized something was wrong. When he pressed her down on the bed at night and manipulated her in various ways, he didn't seem to be exhausted from official duties.
In the end, it was clearly her who was completely exhausted.
Recalling this incident, Cui Yiluo immediately felt a bit annoyed, and the guilt and pity she had felt earlier vanished.
Just as she was about to withdraw her hands from his waist, she heard him speak.
Perhaps because she abruptly stopped speaking and didn't continue for a long time, he finally spoke, with a hint of helplessness: "Whenever I'm on leave, A-Luo never asks me to go out. In fact, when I'm on leave, A-Luo always asks my third sister and the others to go out and have fun, leaving me alone at home."
His tone was tinged with a subtle resentment, which made Cui Yiluo pause in surprise, as if she were the kind of unfaithful woman who had abandoned her husband.
"I don't……"
She was about to retort when Jiang Yunjin continued calmly, "Last time you had a day off, you said you wanted to go out to admire the flowers with Third Sister and the others; the time before that, you said you wanted to go to Baoyue Pavilion to pick out jewelry; the time before that..."
He recounted them in detail, and Cui Yiluo was speechless for a moment. How could he remember them so clearly?
After Jiang Yunjin finished speaking, he looked down at her, as if waiting for her to continue refuting him.
He was telling the truth, and Cui Yiluo had nothing to say about it. Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Jiang Yunjin turned his eyes away and stopped looking at her, revealing a faint sense of loneliness.
Before Cui Yiluo could ponder the unusual situation, she tentatively asked, "Then, when my husband has a day off, should I go out with you more often?"
Fortunately, he only took a break every seven days, so it didn't affect his daily outings with Jiang Zhaoyue and the others.
He responded quickly: "Yes."
His expression finally brightened slightly.
Cui Yiluo asked with some doubt, "But my cousin and I went to pick out jewelry and clothes, watch plays and drink tea, stroll in the garden and admire the flowers. Doesn't my husband not like to do these things?"
Jiang Yunjin said calmly, "It's alright."
He just wanted to be with her; what they did wasn't important.
Cui Yiluo was slightly taken aback. She knew he didn't like doing these things. Before their marriage, he would treat his days off as if they weren't, always dealing with official documents in his study. Even after their marriage, he would still stay in his study.
He always cherished every moment and devoted his energy and time to court affairs, but now he was willing to play with her. Although she knew that he was no longer a person who cared about formalities, Cui Yiluo naturally knew why he did this.
A surge of bitterness welled up in Cui Yiluo's heart, and she couldn't help but smile and lightly kiss him.
Before kissing him, his expression remained indifferent, but when their lips touched, he gently parted his lips, captured hers, and as always, pried open her teeth and plunged in, forceful and surging.
His attitude changed abruptly; just moments ago he had been indifferent and unresponsive, but now he was pressing the back of her head and kissing her so hard she could barely breathe. Cui Yiluo felt as if her breath was being drained away, and she instinctively tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let go. The two of them fell onto the small couch together, and he pressed down on her, making her sink into the soft cushion.
His lips were captured by hers. When Cui Yiluo opened her eyes, she saw that his eyes were lightly closed, clearly immersed in the moment, his brows and eyes revealing satisfaction and pleasure.
Cui Yiluo finally realized what was happening.
He wasn't angry at all. He was clearly doing it on purpose. His anger was just an act. He was taking advantage of her soft heart and guilt to lure her into taking the initiative. He even took the opportunity to get her to agree to spend time with him during his days off.
Cui Yiluo realized she had been tricked, but she had already become prey caught in the trap. She tried to struggle, but suddenly his well-defined fingers pinched her waist. With a nimble and gentle touch, he instantly drained her strength, leaving her powerless to resist.
The faint, struggling sobs melted into the warm, spring-like atmosphere of the carriage.
Perhaps because she had indulged in a ridiculous afternoon in the carriage two days ago, and because she would arrive at the Qingzhou Inn the next day and have a full night to rest, Cui Yiluo sensed the dagger, but ultimately did not reach the end.
She just had a slight pain in her chest... Jiang Yunjin was indeed sharp-tongued.
A day later, the carriage arrived in Qingzhou.
As soon as they entered the city, Cui Yiluo opened the window a crack, and the noise of the bustling traffic outside immediately flooded into the carriage. It was already so lively during the day, let alone after dark when the streetlights came on.
The two first settled in an inn, which was the largest and most elegant inn in Qingzhou City. Since they had brought quite a few people with them on this trip, they booked the top floor of the inn. In this way, the surroundings were quiet and peaceful, and they also reduced their contact with other people.
After tidying up in my room, I went out just as the sun was setting. It would soon be dark. The Qingzhou Flower Festival is most lively at night. At dusk, stalls are set up on both sides of the city streets, and many young men and women are dressed up and out for a stroll. There is a bustling atmosphere with people talking and horses neighing.
Jiang Yunjin did not have Wen Feng and the others follow him closely, but only had them keep watch from a distance to ensure safety. His intention was clear: he wanted to be alone with her. Cui Yiluo naturally left Lilan and the other maids to rest at the inn.
The people of Qingzhou are simple and honest, more humane than the solemn Shengjing, and also less concerned with formalities. Along the way, Cui Yiluo noticed that the couples were all very intimate, mostly holding hands tightly. Although Shengjing was not exactly conservative, the aristocratic families adhered to their own elaborate rituals and were concerned about their reputation. Even married couples rarely showed affection in such public settings.
In comparison, she and Jiang Yunjin seemed to treat each other with the utmost respect, especially since Jiang Yunjin was carrying a newly bought lantern for her, which made the distance between them even greater.
As a result, some misunderstandings are inevitable.
As night falls, the flower market is brightly lit. During the Hundred Flowers Festival, vendors in Qingzhou City display and sell many flower-related items, all of which are related to local customs.
On a small stall, bracelets woven from various fresh flowers were on display. Although they were just small bracelets and the flowers would wither in just a few days after being picked, the people of Qingzhou still wove these flower bracelets with great care, even choosing different flowers to match each other, with snow-white pear blossoms and bright red peach blossoms complementing each other.
There are many types of flower bracelets, including those with forsythia flowers. The pale yellow forsythia flowers are perfectly adorned with a few lilac blossoms, making them fresh and beautiful.
Cui Yiluo immediately decided to buy it, and then looked at the man beside her who was holding a lantern, only glancing at the neatly arranged flower bracelets on the stall without saying a word.
He only wore a string of black jade beads on his wrist, a gift from his father, which he had worn for many years without ever taking them off. Previously, perhaps out of a sense of shame regarding lust, he would always remove the black jade beads, a symbol of restraint and propriety, before engaging in sexual activity. But later, he stopped adhering to even the rules, and became even more indifferent to wearing the black jade beads while acting with her.
At the moment, he was clearly not interested in these flower bracelets, but simply patiently kept her company.
Cui Yiluo decided to buy it, and he took out the silver to pay the bill.
The stall owner was a very perceptive woman. She noticed that after the young woman finished choosing her clothes, she glanced at the man beside her and hesitated for a moment. Although the two were not dressed ostentatiously, she had been running a stall in the city for many years and had seen all sorts of people. She could tell at a glance that the fabric and workmanship of their clothes were of the highest quality, and that the two men had an extraordinary air about them, so they must be from a prominent family. Naturally, she wouldn't let go of a business opportunity presented to her.
After accepting the silver from the man, he quickly said to the beautiful young woman, "Won't you choose one for your brother, young lady?"
The girl paused for a moment, then her eyes crinkled into a smile. At the same time, the man beside her instantly turned ashen-faced. The warm glow of the lanterns illuminated their faces, one radiant and the other chilling and sinister—truly terrifying.
The woman was startled and anxious, wondering if she had said something wrong, or perhaps the young man didn't like the flower bracelet.
Cui Yiluo's lips curled up, unable to suppress it. Jiang Yunjin beside her was growing increasingly heavy-hearted. His brows were furrowed, and his thin lips parted slightly, as if he was about to speak to correct her.
Cui Yiluo quickly picked out a flower bracelet that looked elegant and simple, and handed it to Jiang Yunjin before he could speak, saying, "Brother, what do you think of this one? The orchid is elegant and suits you very well."
Upon hearing that clear, crisp "brother," Jiang Yunjin slowly turned to look at her. His face was frighteningly dark, as if a storm was brewing, and his eyes were full of oppressive force. If anyone else were present, they would surely be terrified and quickly take a detour.
Seeing that Cui Yiluo was interested in choosing a match for her brother, the woman felt relieved and quickly agreed, saying, "Miss has excellent taste. 'The orchid is graceful and its fragrance is far-reaching.' The orchid is truly the perfect match for your brother."
After saying that, she flattered Jiang Yunjin, saying, "Young master, your sister is so good to you."
Jiang Yunjin's aura deepened, and he ignored everyone else, his cool gaze fixed on Cui Yiluo, carrying a hint of oppression.
Cui Yilu couldn't help but laugh inside, her lips curving higher and higher, her watery eyes sparkling with a lively sense of triumph. She grabbed Jiang Yunjin's wrist and put the orchid bracelet on his wrist. The pale color of the orchid contrasted sharply with the black of the jade, but on Jiang Yunjin's wrist, it inexplicably felt extremely harmonious.
Cui Yiluo personally selected the item for him and put it on him by hand. As she put it on, her soft fingertips inevitably brushed against his wrist, and the intimate touch made the man's expression soften a little.
The next moment, Cui Yiluo's eyes were full of smiles as she winked at him and asked, "Brother, do you like it?"
Jiang Yunjin's expression, which had just brightened, instantly darkened again.
He remained silent, so Cui Yiluo deliberately urged him, "Brother, if you like it, hurry up and pay. We still need to visit other places."
Jiang Yunjin tightened his jaw, pursed his lips, and met Cui Yiluo's bright expression. In the end, he didn't say anything, but silently took out some silver and paid the money.
Before leaving the stall, the woman smiled and praised, "You two siblings have such a good relationship."
Cui Yiluo was overjoyed and thanked her with a smile.
Only after walking several dozen steps away from the stall did the man's cold, deep voice sound beside him: "Happy now?"
Cui Yiluo's eyes crinkled with delight as she smiled and reassured him, "We haven't done anything intimate, so it's not surprising that others mistake us for siblings, don't you think, brother?"
After all, among a group of lovers who were very intimate, they were not very close. Moreover, the girl had tied her hair up after she came of age, and she was still young, so it was normal for her to be mistaken for an unmarried girl.
Jiang Yunjin lowered his brows and gently parted his lips: "So A'Luo doesn't want to acknowledge me like this."
His tone was cold, filled with endless resentment.
Cui Yiluo retorted, "Didn't you say that intimate behavior is forbidden in public? How come you're blaming me for this?"
He had said those words himself, and Cui Yiluo hadn't wronged him. Jiang Yunjin's expression darkened further upon hearing this, but he pursed his lips and remained silent. Since he was only staying in Qingzhou for one day anyway, and seeing that Cui Yiluo was having a good time, he didn't bother to dwell on these trivial details.
The two walked down the street, which led to a clear river. The stone bridge was covered with lanterns, and couples gathered to admire them. People were also releasing lanterns along the riverbank. The moonlight shone on the clear water, reflecting off the bright lotus lanterns that swayed on it.
In Qingzhou, it's customary to write your wishes on slips of paper, place them inside lotus lanterns, and let them float on the water; the wishes are believed to come true. Whether it works or not is unknown, but it's certainly a way to pray for good fortune.
Jiang Yunjin handed her the lamppost and earnestly instructed her before leaving, "Wait for me here. Although there are guards around, don't wander off."
After Cui Yiluo repeatedly agreed, Jiang Yunjin strode away to buy lotus lanterns.
There were so many people tonight, the stalls selling lotus lanterns must be crowded too. Cui Yiluo stood there waiting for him, carrying her lantern, gently kicking the pebbles under her feet.
"girl."
Suddenly, a laughing male voice sounded beside me.
Cui Yiluo looked in the direction of the sound and saw that a man in brocade robes had walked up to her side at some point. He was all smiles and bowed when he saw her look up.
“I apologize for my intrusion. I only saw that you were alone by the river tonight. There are many people, and even more with ill intentions. I was worried about your safety, so I took the liberty of coming forward to remind you. I hope you will forgive my rudeness.”
The man spoke warmly and kept smiling, appearing extremely helpful.
Cui Yiluo said calmly, "Thank you, but it's not necessary."
The richly dressed young man seemed oblivious to the implied dismissal in Cui Yiluo's words, and continued with an eager smile, "If you are alone while admiring the lanterns, I can escort you."
Cui Yiluo picked up the lantern and was about to leave, but then she worried that if Jiang Yunjin returned and didn't see her, he would mistakenly think something had happened to her, and she couldn't help but worry. So she said coldly, "No need, I..."
Just as she was about to say that her husband would be back immediately, she saw Jiang Yunjin striding over.
Under the bright lights, Jiang Yunjin's expression darkened considerably when he looked at the man entangled with Cui Yiluo, who was all smiles and fawning over her.
Jiang Yunjin arrived with two lotus lanterns and quickly walked to Cui Yiluo's side. He strode forward and separated the two of them, blocking Cui Yiluo's path.
The elegantly dressed young man was clearly a little embarrassed, but he quickly composed himself and said with a smile, "This must be the young lady's brother. I was nearby when you were buying the flower bracelet. You two siblings have such a good relationship. Please don't misunderstand, young master. I just thought you had to leave in a hurry and was worried that your sister might not be safe here alone, so I took the liberty of coming forward."
With Jiang Yunjin blocking her way, Cui Yiluo couldn't see his expression, but she could clearly sense that the more the elegantly dressed young man spoke, the heavier his aura became. By the time he finished speaking, he was gloomy and terrifying, his back tense, as if he was suppressing something.
Jiang Yunjin didn't bother to explain to him, and simply told him to leave: "Thank you, you can go now."
The richly dressed young man was taken aback, clearly not intending to do more. He hesitated for a moment, then moved his toes to the side before returning to his original position. With a determined look, he boldly said, "Young master, I am from the Zhu family of Qingzhou, the second son. I just saw your younger sister at the flower bracelet stall. She is so beautiful that I was immediately captivated. I am only eighteen years old and not yet married. I know I am being presumptuous, but I still want to ask if your younger sister is engaged."
Jiang Yunjin's dark eyes were sharp and his gaze fixed intently on him. The elegantly dressed young man couldn't help but feel intimidated, but knowing that his brother always cared for his sister, he further expressed his sincerity: "I know that you cherish your sister, sir. At your age... you should already be married, yet you personally accompanied your sister to the Hundred Flowers Festival. It seems that you and your sister have a very good relationship. We've only met by chance, so it's normal that you don't believe me. I can use a family token..."
Jiang Yunjin interrupted him directly: "I am her husband."
Author's Note: Second son of the Zhu family, you're finished! [doge emoji]
That's all for this week's word count. I'll try my best to post the next chapter next Friday.
The phrase "the flower market is as bright as day" comes from the poem "Sheng Chazi: Lantern Festival".
"The orchids are so graceful, their fragrance so sweet" is from "Ten Qin Songs: Orchid Song".
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