87. Ruthless (make up the words)
◎Watching her performance with indifference◎
Chapter 87
"Beneficial?" Ji Kang laughed after hearing this. "Aunt Imperial, I, Ji Kang, was right about you. You are truly a venomous snake. I wonder what you would do if my uncle knew your true face of lying?"
Jiang Qiuye looked at the goldfish fighting for food in the pond and said nonchalantly, "Heaven and earth know, you know, I know, and we don't tell anyone. How could he know?"
Ji Kang retracted his smile and stared at her intently. He suddenly remembered how she had risked her life to block a sword for the Emperor's uncle, and then how she had acted so coquettishly in the hunting grounds. He finally asked his question, "Sister Ye'er, you wouldn't... have fallen in love with my Emperor's uncle, would you?"
Ji Ci froze when he heard this, staring at the woman in front of him with her back to him.
Jiang Qiuye lowered her eyes. Was she moved? In fact, she had long realized that all her emotions were entangled with him. In order to stay by his side, she used all means, even taking advantage of his sincerity.
But she looked at Ji Kang, an unrelated person, and she would definitely not express her feelings. She just smiled sarcastically and said, "Do you think... that I am a caring person, nephew?"
Ji Kang pondered for a moment and then smiled. He took out the small jade hibiscus hairpin from his sleeve, raised his hand, gently inserted the hairpin into her hair, and slowly admired it.
"I once took the little jade hairpin from Sister Ye'er, and now I'm returning it to her."
Ji Ci's eyes couldn't help but twitch as he looked at the jade hairpin in her hair. He used all his strength to control his trembling hands. He remembered that Ji Kang had said that the jade hairpin belonged to his beloved woman.
He also remembered that Jiang Qiuye had lied to him, saying that the jade hairpin might be the same one that Princess Liang had bought at Jinpin Pavilion.
He could no longer bear to watch or listen to their conversation. The relationship between the imperial aunt and her nephew was simply laughable. He turned and left, leaving behind only a wisp of wind.
Jiang Qiuye touched the hairpin on her head and suddenly felt something. She turned around and looked at the bamboo forest behind her, but found that it was empty and there were only bamboo leaves swaying in the wind.
Maybe it's an illusion.
She has been feeling restless lately, either too slow or too sensitive.
She turned her head, pursed her lips, raised her hand to take off the jade hairpin on her head, held it in her hand to look at it, and finally threw it into the lotus pond with force. The jade hairpin fell into the pond with a "plop" and was no longer seen.
Ji Kang stared at the center of the lotus pond without moving or saying a word.
Jiang Qiuye laughed and spoke clearly, word for word, "Your Highness, Prince Liang, in the past, I might have been interested in the position of Empress, so I thought of using you. But now, Prince Qi is devoted to me, and I have sworn to be a good person and never deceive him again. I no longer wish to be entangled with you, nor do I want to covet the position of Empress. From now on, Prince Liang, please treat me as the real Empress's aunt."
Ji Kang's face was solemn. He really didn't expect that she didn't even want the position of queen.
He gave a wry smile to himself and could only watch her turn and leave.
The sound of stringed instruments was still coming from afar, but she didn't know that it was the northern Huaishan folk music he had deliberately arranged.
To him, this thief had entered his memory from that moment on. But to her, he was just a customer who bought dragon beard candy, a fleeting encounter, not worth mentioning.
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After leaving the lotus pond, Jiang Qiuye went to Shoukang Palace, thinking that Ji Ci had not finished talking with Zhao.
But the female official told me that he had already left.
He sighed and left the palace directly under the guidance of the palace maid. Outside the palace, he saw his own carriage. Tian Qu was still standing in front of the carriage waiting.
Jiang Qiuye seemed to have a premonition and rushed forward to get into the carriage. Seeing that Ji Ci was indeed reading a book in the carriage and waiting for her, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
When Ji Ci saw her get in the car and sit next to him, he raised his hand and knocked on the car wall, indicating that she should go back home.
The two of them were silent along the way. Ji Ci seemed to be reading very seriously and didn't even give her an extra glance, which was completely different from when they were in Shoukang Palace.
Jiang Qiuye felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward and wanted to find some topics to talk about, but didn't know where to start.
When they were halfway through the journey, she asked, "What has my husband been busy with these past few days in the suburbs? Why hasn't he returned to the palace?"
Ji Ci didn't take his eyes off the book. He just turned the page and said softly, "It's just a case. What? You want to know the details?"
She shook her head, as if she sensed something was wrong with his mood, and continued, "No, Ye'er just misses her husband."
"Really?" He finally raised his head, glanced over her head, and then returned to the book in his hand.
Seeing that he seemed unwilling to say more, she did not dare to ask any more questions.
He just felt discouraged. Could it be that he was still angry with her because of what happened to Zhao Wan'er before?
She thought that since he had given her the pearl dress, he had put the matter behind him and would not care about it anymore. But now it seems that this is not the case.
Another voice in her heart told her that perhaps he was just too tired these days and didn't have much energy.
She tried hard to suppress the strange feeling in her heart, raised her hand calmly and touched the place on her chest where she had been wounded by the sword, and then she began to ache again.
Half an hour had passed since the two of them returned to the palace. Ji Ci got off the carriage first and went straight to the study. Jiang Qiuye followed him all the way and watched him close the study door.
Today is clearly his birthday.
She stood there for a long time, then returned to her bedroom, picked up the boots she had made over the past two days, and headed to the study. Standing at the door, she didn't dare to push it open directly, so she raised her hand and knocked gently on the door.
"Enter."
After hearing his voice, she breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the door open. Ji Ci was sitting in front of the desk, putting down the brush in his hand and tapping the table lightly with his fingers.
After Jiang Qiuye closed the door, she took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, turned around and walked towards him with a smile, "Husband."
"What are you doing here?"
She sat down beside him, took out the boots from behind her, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of him. She smiled sweetly and said, "What am I doing here? Today is your husband's birthday, and Ye'er has prepared a gift for him. I originally thought it would be great if I could hold a banquet for him, but time is a bit tight. Let's wait until next year."
"Next year..." Ji Ci lowered his eyes quietly, looking at the poorly made boots in front of him. They were made of black leather, with the gold thread twisting and turning. She had never been good at needlework. He still remembered the purse that had caused such a stir that he had carried it around for so long that Imperial Tutor Tang had even mocked him for it.
Suddenly, there was another knock on the study door. After Ji Ci allowed it, it was Uncle Fu. He saluted the two of them and said, "Your Highness, over at Orange Garden..."
"I'll go there later, you go down first." Ji Ci interrupted Uncle Fu directly.
Seeing this, Uncle Fu bowed and retreated.
"Chengyuan? What Chengyuan?" Although Jiang Qiuye had been in charge of the household affairs of the mansion, he had never carefully looked at all of Ji Ci's private property, so he did not know about the Chengyuan house.
"Nothing, just official business."
Jiang Qiuye uttered an "oh." Seeing that he didn't seem as happy as before when receiving the gift she had sewn herself, she said with a bit of disappointment, "Husband, do you think you don't like my gift? It's true, I've never been good at sewing, so it's really hard for me to come up with something good."
He picked up the boots from the table, examined them in his hands, and said, "No, I like them very much. Ye'er is thoughtful."
"I'm glad you like it." She finally smiled again, and then suddenly thought of something, with a hint of worry between her brows. "Oh, my dear, you must be careful of King Liang. I always feel that this man has evil intentions. Perhaps he will do something to you for the throne."
"Really?" Ji Ci looked back at her, and seeing her sincerity, he was even more impressed by her amazing acting skills.
Are you acting because it is beneficial?
Now, he really didn't want to expose her face to face. He had tolerated her madness and the crimes she had committed, but as the King of Qi of the Great Jin, he could not tolerate her lying and doing things that were harmful to the Great Jin.
She was nothing more than a spy from the State of Li, a beauty sent from Feiyan Pavilion as a trap.
Even though he was at a loss on the road of love, he could no longer tolerate her complete deception.
He admitted that he was bewitched by her, but he would not allow himself to sink into the dream she created.
Jiang Qiuye had originally thought that if Ji Kang became emperor, she might be able to use him as a shield against Yan Wu. But now that she had realized her true feelings, she wanted to stand firmly by Ji Ci's side. Although she was always powerless, no matter what, at least she would not allow Ji Kang to hurt him.
"Well, I don't know what he'll do, but it's always better to be careful with him."
She looked at him and asked tentatively, "My husband, although I know you will never become emperor, if Ji Kang wants to kill you for the throne one day, will you fight back?"
"He is the son of the emperor's elder brother and has the right to inherit the throne. If you think I am in the way, I will retire to my fiefdom."
Jiang Qiuye couldn't help but feel anxious, thinking he was stupid. Retiring to his fiefdom? That didn't mean completely giving up power!
Ji Kang looked determined to get himself, and perhaps he would not care about Ji Ci's choice at all.
Is he just going to let others bully him like this?
Moreover, if he didn't want power or status at all, how could he protect her? If he didn't do anything, wouldn't she just sit there and wait for death?
Ji Ci saw the slight uneasiness in her eyes, reached out and stroked the corner of her eyes, and sneered: "Okay, I just said it casually. Don't worry, since I promised to protect you, I will do it. If he wants to kill me, I also have other ways to fight back."
Jiang Qiuye was startled when he heard this, but finally felt relieved. He had never expected that Ji Ci, a wooden man, could actually joke.
She smiled sweetly, reached out and held his hand, then suddenly noticed something unusual. She lowered her head and saw that his fingers were empty. He usually wore the jade ring she gave him, so how could it be missing now?
"Husband, where is your ring?" Jiang Qiuye looked up at him.
Ji Ci looked down at his hand, but didn't pull it back. He said, "I accidentally lost it after I took it off."
"Ah...really?"
She held his hand, thinking of his indifference during these days, including the disappearance of his ring. The grievance that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time suddenly burst out, and then her eyes turned red and tears flowed from them continuously.
Ji Ci watched indifferently. For the first time, he stood in the perspective of a spectator, as if he was sitting under the stage, coldly admiring and observing her performance on the stage, and marveling at her tears that came so suddenly.
Thinking back, he had been deceived countless times by her tears.
But she is indeed very capable, after all, she is the Silver Ghost of Feiyan Pavilion.
For Feiyan Pavilion, for the Kingdom of Li, she not only sold her body, but also risked her life. Few spies could be as indifferent to everything as she was, while also possessing such superb acting skills. It's no wonder that Feiyan Pavilion, unable to send anyone else, chose her to be by his side.
Jiang Qiuye took out the handkerchief from her bosom and wiped away her tears. She consoled herself, thinking that Ji Ci must have lost it accidentally. She raised her eyes and forced a smile, "It's okay, I'll give you another ring next time."
Ji Ci raised his hand and wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, saying, "Thank you for your help, my princess. I have had too many things on my mind recently, and they have all been mixed up. My mind is in a mess and I haven't been able to do anything well."
She blinked her watery peach blossom eyes and recalled that the only dispute between them recently was about Zhao Wan'er, but since he took the initiative to give her the pearl clothes as a gesture of goodwill, then let the matter go.
His current indifference may really be due to his busy official duties in recent days.
She mustered her courage, moved closer, and sat astride him. Finally, after many days, she hugged his slender waist, raised her head and said coquettishly, "Brother Jian Xi, don't worry. Those are just external things. Brother Jian Xi is so powerful, he will definitely be able to solve it quickly."
He raised his hand, stroked the top of her head, and said, "Well, I appreciate your good words."
Seeing his gentle reaction, Jiang Qiuye felt even bolder. Knowing that he usually liked her to kiss his Adam's apple, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, feeling the sudden warmth, and his breathing became heavier.
He just lowered his head and looked at her who seemed to be moved, but he felt ashamed in his heart.
Her pretty and innocent face began to twist and break in his eyes.
She is an actress, a madwoman, a hypocrite, a heartless person, and she doesn't speak a word of truth. She can sell her body, doesn't care about anyone's life, and can also throw away her own life.
Today, she is his princess consort, and he is the Prince of Qi of the Great Jin. He holds great power, and if it is profitable for her, she can sleep beside him.
Tomorrow, if she were to find another man who was good for her, she would sleep beside him. For example, if Ji Kang had promised her the throne of empress, she would definitely abandon her and look for another man the day Ji Kang took the throne.
After all, he couldn't be the emperor. Even if she had tried every possible means to trick him into rebelling, he was at most a prince. She had once despised her own cowardice and incompetence, but now it seemed that he was indeed incompetent.
Compared to a prince, the emperor of a country can bring her obviously greater benefits.
Next year's birthday...
Too ridiculous.
Will she still be by my side next year? I'm afraid she'll find someone else and sell me out to him to get a higher position.
Do they still have next year?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart. The pain paralyzed all his senses and spread throughout his body. His hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
He really wanted to kill her!
He wanted to take vengeance, to make her realize the consequences of deceiving him. He would throw her into the imperial prison, torture her into confessing the secrets behind the scenes, and then kill her.
Just like the spies who were arrested in the past.
For the Great Jin, for the Ji Dynasty, and for the oath he made before his mother's body.
The author has something to say:
Ji Ci: This damned spy played this king for a fool. I really want to take revenge! (Beastly face)
Jiang Qiuye: How do you want revenge? (curious and innocent face)
…(covering face)
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Regarding the fact that the male and female protagonists don’t have mouths:
1. All the behaviors of the male and female protagonists are related to their past experiences and personalities, and there is no God's perspective
2. From the male protagonist’s perspective: Because of the experience of being abandoned in childhood, he has become a rather introverted person who is not willing to show his emotions to outsiders. He also has a bit of silent machismo that thinks, “I am a man, and I have to solve everything by myself.”
He used to be reluctant to tell her he was hungry and wanted to eat, and he'd always find excuses to see the heroine. It was only during their relationship, in order to give her a sense of security, that he slowly began to open up, but he still wasn't willing to expose his vulnerable side. For example, while he shared some of his past experiences with her, he didn't tell her all about the terrible famine. He wanted to show himself as strong, not vulnerable and love-struck.
In addition, when the heroine had an accident in front of him, she never realized her mistake and continued to lie, which caused him to have a crisis of trust in the heroine. It was the kind of trust crisis that felt like the world was collapsing and everything was overturned from beginning to end.
You even dared to kill yourself to gain my trust. Will you find an excuse to lie to me no matter what I ask you? If I know I know your identity, will you do something else extreme to cover it up?
3. From the perspective of the heroine: The heroine's past is even more tragic. Growing up, she was surrounded by no normal people. Her family was broken as a child, and she was later sold off, which led to her understanding of the world being different from others. She has never seen what a normal family is like, nor has she ever experienced a normal relationship. Even her sister's feelings for her are abnormal. She has some personality flaws in certain aspects, such as she says she is extremely selfish and dark. At the same time, it can be seen that she is a person with extremely low self-esteem and lack of security.
In her mind, I'm your opponent. If you see all my flaws and shortcomings, you won't love me anymore. The sudden indifference of the male lead after her car accident only reinforced this belief. Therefore, if she wants to speak out, she must have a sufficient sense of security.
The second reason is that she was once mentally controlled by Yan Wuzai. Even after she came out and tried to break free, she was still afraid of being discovered. It's a bit like the way a parent controls a child: the child has many ideas but is still afraid of being caught doing something bad. So she's in a very conflicted state and position, very divided. I know I'm in Camp A, but I don't want to be there. I went to Camp B, but I'm still controlled by the people who were originally in Camp A. It's a feeling of wavering, torn back and forth between the two sides.
4. The heroine's downfall is inevitable. Now we just need to give them both time and certain events to break this deadlock. They need to think for themselves, and if one of them takes the initiative, the problem of both will be completely solved.
5. Don't worry, I know this period is very frustrating, I'm sorry everyone! But it will pass soon, and with the hero's love brain, he will take the initiative. It will be soon~
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