Chapter One, A Bow to Heaven and Earth (Three)

Jing Yi suddenly felt that this introduction was not as amicable as he had imagined, so it would be better to skip it as soon as possible, "Afterwards... I seem to remember there was something else..."

Is it not porcelain?" Jing Yi stared blankly at the box and, almost as if compelled by some unseen force, asked, "Is it not a thousand-year-old flat peach either?"

When Leng Yue saw him staring blankly at the box for long enough, and with a face full of "what should I do," he finally asked, "The box was personally delivered by Xiao Yunde?"

Well, I will go and speak to Uncle Qi shortly

Jing Yi believes that regarding the misunderstanding about the Monkey King and the thousand-year-old peach, only by opening the box for her to see can his innocence be proven

It is also because this box is made too exquisitely and sealed too well. If he had returned a little earlier on the night of his wedding, and Lengyue had not had the chance to open it, who knows when it would have started to emit any scent... At that time, it would probably not have been the aroma of roasted meat

Leng Yue furrowed her brows again, secured the last strand of hair, and turned around

Jing Yi shook his head, casually changing clothes while saying, "It's not familiar... Sending porcelain is the intention of the Prince of Yu County, and everyone related is sending it this way to gain a good reputation. In fact, the porcelain inside is worth less than the lid of this redwood box outside... However, it seems my third brother has a good relationship with him..."

Jing Yi walked back to the bedside, crouched down to move the footrest, lifted the low-hanging bed sheet, and dragged the large wooden box, which was carefully sealed with red paper, out from under the bed, bringing it all the way to the feet of Leng Yue

Jing Yi felt that, using this box as a starting point, it should be possible to discuss the events that occurred last night in a relatively amicable manner

Jing Yi shook his head

Thinking about it this way, the charred corpse in the study, which carries the aroma of barbecued meat, is surprisingly somewhat endearing

"You have never seen ... ..." Jing Yi noticed that she was no longer fixated on the matters of the Monkey King and the millennium peach, and felt a sense of relief in her heart. She slowly sighed and said, "My uncle is the third son of the Yu Jun Wang family, Xiao Yun De"

Then he returned to the capital to open a porcelain kiln after he was not satisfied with the alchemical furnace he had burned on the fairy mountain

Is it always this same fellow who comes to deliver porcelain to you

It seems that something happened again last night

No one told him yesterday that the焦尸 was found in this box under the bed

It seems that it is... like, as if, it feels like, but there is a sense of uncertainty.

Early the next morning, when Leng Yue got out of bed in her clothes, Jing Yi also woke up. Jing Yi yawned and sleepily greeted Leng Yue with a "good morning." Leng Yue shot him a glare with a dark expression, got out of bed without saying a word, and went straight to the dressing table to tidy her hair in front of the mirror

... ...

Fortunately, the vibrant colors of the flowers, their fragrant scent, and their smooth texture are the most fitting descriptions for the beauty of the lady

How could she not know that he has a relative who runs a porcelain kiln

But it is not the thousand-year-old Pan Tao, but rather the collection of scrolls and paintings he has amassed over the years

Jing Yi was still silently estimating how many boxes would be needed when Leng Yue furrowed her brows and asked, "The seals on the boxes haven't been broken. After he delivered them to you, you didn't even open them to take a look?"

Jing Yi was taken aback by the glare, and the heavy drowsiness dissipated by half

Jingyi

This feeling is not as satisfying as simply throwing up; even if it means dry heaving endlessly like yesterday, it would still be a form of happiness

But after calculating for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out

What is inside is indeed not porcelain

This cannot be considered a word casually picked by Jingyi; early in the morning, Lengyue suddenly developed such a great interest in this most eccentric relative of his family, which is indeed somewhat perplexing

This type of box has been delivered countless times, and previously, he would always open it in person and praise it a few times before finding a place to discard it. However, this time he did not open it, nor did he throw it away... and this time, it was delivered to him in a different manner.

Leng Yue's hands, which were indeed in the process of tying her hair, came to a halt. She turned her head in front of the mirror and looked coldly at Jing Yi, "Do you remember? Then do you also remember how you answered?"

Leng Yue rolled her eyes and ignored him. Jing Yi walked over, took the initiative to peel off the red paper sealing the box, and lifted the lid to take a glance inside.

I still can't remember

Cold Moon gritted her teeth and shot a fierce glance at Jing Yi's face, which was filled with complex emotions, before turning back to the mirror. If she were to look at him one more time, it was hard to guarantee that she wouldn't impulsively bite him to death.

The cold moon raised her eyebrows slightly and cast a glance at the tightly sealed box at her feet. "On the night of the wedding, I grew tired of waiting for you in the room, so I wandered around to take a look... I had already seen this box that night, and after inspecting it, I resealed the seal as it was. It seems your relative was a bit distracted while packing for you, as they packed the wrong items, and it is not porcelain."

Have you ever seen this fellow before

Lengyue was taken aback for a moment; this was truly something she had never seen before. Not only had she never seen it, but even the name sounded quite unfamiliar to her. "What did he do before opening the porcelain kiln?"

Jingyi still shook his head

Jing Yi gently patted the finely crafted wooden box lid and said with a faint smile, "In the future, if you want to know where anything is placed at home, you don't need to ask me; just feel free to open it and take a look. After all, my things are all yours, and your things..."

Come, go to the study, let me see the "Biographies of Exemplary Women" that you copied yesterday

Jing Yi is the fourth child in the Jing family. The eldest, Jing Xian, excels in classical literature and is employed at the Hanlin Academy. The second, Jing Zong, is the best in medical pharmacology and entered the Imperial Medical Institute at a young age. The third, Jing Jian, is the most proficient in foreign literature and serves as an official in the Ministry of Rites.

Jing Yi looked at the box that should have been filled with porcelain, feeling as if she could cry but had no tears.

Well, also, you counted peaches by my ear for an entire night

Jing Yi rubbed his slightly numb scalp, let out a gentle sigh, and spoke in a conciliatory manner, "Actually, there isn't much in that box..."

Jing Yi paused for a moment, the smile growing more pronounced, "It still belongs to you"

But surely no one can be stuffing corpses under his bed every day

"You seem to have a good relationship with him," Leng Yue emphasized the word "seem" a bit more, "What does 'seem' mean?"

Well... you mentioned it last night, what is contained inside is the thousand-year-old flat peach. Whoever dares to steal it will be struck dead by the Great Sage Equal to Heaven with a single blow.

... ...

The Jing family has long resided in the capital, with almost all members serving as officials in the imperial court. Jing Yi's biological mother is Princess Kangning, a cousin of the current emperor. Most of the relatives from the Jing family, including those known as Lengyue, are familiar to him, and those who are not were also present on the day of the wedding.

Xiao Yue..." Jing Yi casually and naturally called her by the name he used before their marriage, as he gathered the strands of hair scattered over his shoulders with empty hands, speaking slowly with the languor of the morning, "I remember... you seemed to have asked me about the box under the bed last night?"

charred corpse

Something must have happened again last night

Now that I think about it, if I fill the space under the bed with boxes, then in the future, it will not be cluttered with all sorts of random things

Jing Yi thought hard for a while and then calmly shook his head

... ...

The cold moon gazed at Jing Yi's affectionate smile at the corners of his mouth and between his brows through the mirror, furrowing her brow and letting out a helpless sigh, "Do you even know what is packed in this box?"

Jing Yi shook his head, his voice somewhat ethereal as he replied, "The workers from the porcelain kiln sent it..."

Jing Yi shook his head, "He is the one who runs the porcelain kiln. Every ten days or half a month, he has someone deliver a box, and it has been like this for over half a year, all similar items... That day when the delivery came, the Dali Temple happened to have some urgent matters, so I put it under the bed and left, I didn't have time to take a look."

Without the heavy scent of alcohol pressing down on him as it had yesterday, he could now only feel the depths of his stomach rising and falling, undulating gently

What kind of relative is this to you

What next

What is good about it

How does he feel ... ...

These scrolls were originally kept in the box next to the desk in his study, how could they be here?

After Jing Yi finished putting on his clothes and raised his head, he realized the mistake he had made. From the cold, iron-like expression on Yue Qing's face, it was evident that this mistake was irreparable. He could only awkwardly divert the conversation with a single question, "What are you asking these for..."

Since these scrolls are here, what is currently stored in the box next to the writing desk...

Indeed, Leng Yue thought the same last night. When a person is on the verge of sleep, it is quite similar to being intoxicated; in a state of unawareness, one tends to reveal the most candid truths. Thus, she deliberately waited until his breathing had steadied before gently asking where the box under the bed had come from

... ...

... ...

Jing Yi sat up from the bed and looked at the cold moon's pale face through the copper mirror on the dressing table, noticing that the person in the mirror not only had a very somber complexion but also a slightly darkened hue in the depths of their eyes

There is nothing of great importance in that box, and he really does not need to exert his mind to concoct nonsense to the person beside him while being half asleep and half awake

The cold moon gently furrowed her brows as she looked at Jing Yi's exceptionally fine physique. If one were to say that Jing Yi had a good relationship with this Xiao Yun De, she would find it quite normal. However, Jing Yi's third brother, Jing Qi, has long been dealing with envoys from various countries and is the most astute among the four brothers of the Jing family. Even when they meet, their greetings are always meticulously guarded. How could he have such a good relationship with such a distant relative?

... ...

Then... it is said that he has seen through the warmth and coldness of human relationships, the harshness of the world, and has grown weary of the mundane, choosing to ascend to the Penglai Fairy Mountain to cultivate his Dao

As Jing Yi sat on the edge of the bed, bending down to put on his shoes, he mustered the courage to glance under the bed. Apart from a box he had casually shoved underneath a couple of days ago, there was not even a layer of dust beneath the bed.

This box ... ...

Jing Yi vaguely remembered that just as he was about to fall asleep last night, Leng Yue seemed to have said something to him about a box under the bed. Although he did not open his eyes, he responded in a dazed manner.

Leng Yue furrowed her brows, stood up without saying a word, adjusted her clothing, and shoved the box that had been dragged out from under the bed back underneath it. She called for two maidservants to assist her with washing up, and after everything was tidied up, she spoke to Jing Yi in a淡淡的 manner in front of the two maidservants.

Jing Yi took a deep breath, slowly exhaling, and there was no unpleasant odor in the room

Jingyi has the best appearance

He delivers porcelain to you every day; are you very familiar with him

He probably has never burned an alchemical furnace..." Jing Yi successfully turned a neatly stacked wardrobe full of clothes into a complete mess, and with satisfaction, took out the ivory white long shirt that he had initially tossed aside. He closed the wardrobe door, turned around, and said, "I only heard that more than half a year ago, the Prince of Yu County was dragged back from a flower boat in Yangzhou, and as soon as he returned, he got married, and right after the marriage, he went to the porcelain kiln.

The cold moon nodded thoughtfully; for a young master of noble birth from the capital, this made more sense than being infatuated with a furnace.

Since childhood, Lengyue has been like this; after a night of poor sleep, she always wakes up with dark circles under her eyes the next day

He... Jingyi let out a light yawn, slowly walked to the wardrobe, casually flipping through the clothes while responding in a conversational tone, "I opened a restaurant, I think it was called the Mandarin Duck Pavilion... It was open for two months before closing down"

As he circled around, Jing Yi also caught a faint scent of roasted meat wafting from the depths of the box. His hand trembled, and with a thud, he slammed the lid of the box shut.

I know, this box was still personally stuffed under the bed by me the day before yesterday... it is a box of porcelain sent by my relatives

What happened

Xiao Yunde is truly something; when firing porcelain, he should do it properly. What on earth must he do to the porcelain to make it so that the packers cannot even distinguish between what is porcelain and what is charred remains

You told me that it was brought down by the Monkey King from the Peach Banquet

For example, "Madam, you are as beautiful as a flower."