Chapter 10, the second knot

Yuezheng felt a surge of moisture between her teeth, the faint metallic taste of blood making her somewhat nauseous. Her bitten lip did not hurt; what pained her was... She clenched her fists, desperately restraining her breath, which was quickening due to the increasing difficulty.

"You... still refuse to forgive me, don't you?" Du Siyu asked softly, yet it did not seem like she harbored any doubts. Feng Lin must still be holding a grudge against her; otherwise, this outcome would not be possible. "I have already barged into the Jixiu Hall, and you still cannot forgive me!" Du Siyu's tone became sharper, tinged with a hint of sobbing.

Du Siyu's voice was neither loud nor agitated, each word pronounced slowly, yet it seemed to pierce the heart of the moon zither like an extremely sharp nail. She felt a pang of heartache for Du Siyu; when this beautiful and infatuated girl spoke of a lifetime together, it was as if she saw herself, as if she were making such an eternal promise to Feng Lin. Because she could empathize with Du Siyu's feelings, she understood Du Siyu's sorrow even more. She felt a pang of heartache for Du Siyu; when this beautiful and infatuated girl spoke of a lifetime together, it was as if she saw herself, as if she were making such an eternal promise to Feng Lin. Because she could empathize with Du Siyu's feelings, she understood Du Siyu's sorrow even more

Yue Zheng had long been quietly placing the small book beneath her bottom, her gaze calmly resting on the sheet music laid out on the table, and she coldly said: "If you don't finish showing off, how can I sleep soundly?"

"By doing this now, are you not also burdening your parents and the Du family?" Feng Lin retorted, her emotions no longer fluctuating as they had earlier, but rather calm, restrained, and resigned.

The moonlit night seemed to be preparing to leave, tidied up to a glossy sheen, and instead of bringing a long sword, it elegantly took a folding fan.

I have been ordered to return to the capital, and the Empress has no reason to punish my mother any longer. My father has also returned to the capital, so the Du family should be safe and secure

This knot signifies that Feng Lin is willing to choose her, willing to declare before Du Siyu that she is his wife, and it further represents her determination

This voice of the brother-in-law truly resonates, and when Yuezheng glared at him, her eyes were already filled with laughter

Du Siyu remained rigidly gripping his arm, yet her entire being seemed to have turned icy in an instant

The northern frontier is impoverished, suffering from years of warfare and disasters, and the Emperor and Empress are quite stingy towards him, leaving Feng Lin without money. Yue Que spoke earnestly, showing great support for her new brother-in-law.

"Alright." Du Siyu replied in a daze.

Yue Zheng had been secretly observing Du Siyu

"Feng Lin," Du Siyu looked up at him steadily, "I don't care what your reasons are! What I am doing today is to let you know that even if I cannot marry you, I will not marry Feng Xun! I do not want to be the crown princess, I do not want to be the empress, I... I can wait for you for a lifetime."

suitable

Yueque scoffed dismissively, "What do you mean by preferring simplicity!" She looked at the jade pendant that the Crown Prince had rewarded the singing girl with, nearly envious to the point of tears. "You know my hearing, what whispers can I not hear?" Fenglin, seeing her like this, felt a bit restless and leaned closer to her ear, saying that once Father Emperor allocated the funds for the wedding, he would buy her a few nice things. "Sister, this is your fate, marrying a chicken means following a chicken, marrying a dog means following a dog, do not make it difficult for others." Fenglin, seeing her like this, felt a bit restless and leaned closer to her ear, saying that once Father Emperor allocated the funds for the wedding, he would buy her a few nice things. "Sister, this is your fate, marrying a chicken means following a chicken, marrying a dog means following a dog, do not make it difficult for others."

Based on years of understanding her unscrupulous elder brother, after finishing her evening wash, Yue Zheng did not go to bed. While drying her hair, she read the lewd book that had just been sent from the Moon Pavilion under the light. These past few days, she had been busy preparing for the selection, and Yue Que had gathered quite a few good items that she had no time to review.

When I initially left Beijiang to return to the capital, it was not out of a desire for the honor of being the crown princess! You should know that the Empress Dowager issued a secret decree to my mother; I cannot bring shame upon her! I cannot bring shame upon the Du family!

Yue Zheng thought he would leave quickly, but he did not. He trembled slightly and said, "From now on... you must listen carefully to General Du's words"

Although the past of Feng Lin and Du Siyu was painful, it provided Yuan Yuanzheng with a very good beginning

Although Feng Lin had called Du Siyu in that manner and looked at her in that way, she still decided to forgive him because he said he had chosen Yue Zheng as his wife

Feng Lin remained silent

The ladies who participated in the selection dispersed quickly. The original lady glanced at her daughter and knew that she still had unfinished business, her expression one of intrigue. Silently, she took the jade ruyi from Yuezheng's hand and left without looking back. Yuezheng had been playing wildly in the royal court since childhood, having explored every nook and cranny, easily evading the eyes and ears of the palace maids and eunuchs, stealthily making her way along the path leading to the Dingyuan Hall.

Yue Zheng sneered as she sharpened her teeth, Original Moonlight, just wait.

Yuezheng glanced at him and asked, "What happened?"

Squatting among the flowers, with a pile of golden and jade bracelets on her head, she was occasionally visited by mosquitoes taking advantage of the situation to suck her blood, yet she dared not move, fearing the sound of the jewels clinking would give her away, while her legs were numb and tormented by the bites. Fortunately, Feng Lin did not arrive too late; Du Si Yu heard his footsteps from afar, and her delicate face, already pale, slowly stood up.

The moon zither deeply bowed its head, with its forehead almost buried in its knees. Indeed, being despicable comes at a cost. She could not figure out now whether it was better to be tormented by curiosity for a lifetime or to be tormented by these heartfelt words for a lifetime

When the legs are no longer sore and numb, the moon zither untangles the emotional threads on the wrist, carefully and meticulously weaving, entwining with heartfelt attention...

Du Siyu can only spend her life waiting and regretting, yet she can also spend her life striving and being moved

By the time she returned to the original residence, the sun was already slanting to the west. Walking back home from the palace, Yue Zheng felt as if all her troubles had been carelessly discarded along the way, which was a clear indication of her close kinship with Yue Que. When she reached the small street near the original residence, she was in such a good mood that she approached a snack stall, haggling with the vendor and exchanging a small bead she had quietly plucked from her skirt for a large bag of sweet potato chips. She had intended to linger a bit longer, but fearing she might lose the jewelry she had taken off her head and hands to avoid drawing attention, she reluctantly headed home.

"Oh, you are back, Princess Liang!" Upon seeing her sister, Yueque chuckled and swiftly snatched a handful of sweet potato chips from Yuezheng's hands.

Do you know—" Feng Lin interrupted her, seemingly unable to contain his anger. Ultimately, he could not bring himself to blame Du Siyu. He took a deep breath and said coldly: "Your mother, the Du family may be spared, but if you continue to act recklessly like this, it is your own life that is at risk!"

From the second knot onwards, it was all the years belonging to Feng Lin and Yue Zheng

Du Siyu no longer said anything, nor did she cry again; nothing hurt her more than this statement.

Yue Zheng scoffed, "It's the Crown Prince." In the capital, Yue Que has few friends left; apart from Feng Xun, who else could there be? Feng Xun indeed needs to drown his sorrows in drink at the moment. Du Si Yu has also abandoned him, and the Empress will surely vent her anger and scold him harshly. It is truly a desolate situation.

Feng Lin's complexion was extremely pale, his lips devoid of color. Yue Zheng felt a deep sense of despair, believing that he would surely be moved by Du Siyu. Even if Du Siyu had initially left him for the sake of wealth and glory, he would still forgive her, no longer holding anything against her

He barged straight into his sister's room, "Aren't you asleep yet?" Yue Que wore a look of regret; one of his favorite things was to wake his sister from her sweet slumber

The Dingyuan Hall is not far from the palace gate, and along the way, there is only a small garden beside the Fu'an Gate, lush with vegetation. Yuezheng found a very secluded flower fence and concealed herself properly. Before long, she saw Du Siyu approaching with a pale face and vacant eyes, slowly sitting down under the morning glory trellis.

Alright, on her little black account, in addition to that scoundrel Yueque, she must also note her new husband and that so-called Xiaohongxian!

Just as Du Siyu said she could wait a lifetime, she, as Yuan Yuanzheng, also possesses this confidence to protect Feng Lin for a lifetime

This knot commemorates his rejection of Du Siyu

It was almost necessary to pull on the flower branches to slowly walk out, sitting in the place where Du Siyu had just been, waiting painfully for each ache to subside

"Good." Du Siyu replied quickly and hollowly.

She feels that she is still very fortunate, whether it is because of being "suitable" or because Feng Lin and Du Siyu were played by fate and missed their chance, she finally has the opportunity

Yuezheng and Dusiyu are simultaneously reminiscing about this word

When Yuezheng smiled, the corners of her eyes twitched vigorously, and she said slowly and deliberately: "I thank you for your advice."

Yue Que shuddered all over, his lips twitching, "Look at your demeanor, it's utterly nauseating. If you think of Feng Lin like that, why not just go and drink flower wine together?" The words 'flower wine' were emphasized with malice, and before Yue Zheng could respond, the person had already run off, swaying their hips.

The two individuals remained silent for a while, seemingly unsure of how to begin speaking to each other

What are you going to do? Yuezheng pinched the opening of the paper bag, glancing at her brother who was beaming with joy, certain that it was not a good thing.

I choose the moon zither," Feng Lin slightly turned her face away, unable to bear looking at Du Si Yu's expression, "It is because she is suitable.

Silk rain ... ... "Feng Lin called her name in a low voice, 'We ... ... '" He spoke with great difficulty, each word seeming to weigh a thousand pounds, this weight pressing down on the heart of Yue Zheng. "When you left Jingchuan, there was no turning back for us."

The teeth of the moon zither clink lightly, squeezing out a few cold laughs from between the gaps, "Perhaps after reforming, one cleanses the heavy makeup and prefers simplicity."

But he said: "I have chosen Yuezheng to be my wife"

"Drinking flower wine." The moonlit pavilion was indeed practical, twirling a fan to create a floral pattern, smiling with a face full of cunning. "Who do you think it is?"

Yuezheng smiled; she did not regret eavesdropping on their breakup. She would surely be able to completely forget the pain of today, with not a single flaw capable of tainting her future with Fenglin

Feng Lin was summoned by the Emperor to the Dingyuan Hall, while Du Siyu stood in a daze in the shadow beneath the railing of the Jixiudian steps. Cao Chun approached her and said something, but it seemed as if she did not hear him. Mr. Cao sighed and shook his head as he left, not forcing her to go with him.

You speak! Feng Lin! You said it to me yourself!" Du Siyu grasped Feng Lin's arm, shaking it somewhat frantically, as if all her hopes were contained in what Feng Lin was about to say

Yue Zheng bit her lip, slowing her breath, fearing that Du Si Yu would notice her. She knew that Du Si Yu would definitely ask Feng Lin for clarification and would wait for him on the road he must take when leaving the palace. ... Such deliberate eavesdropping and spying on her and Feng Lin ... was indeed shameful, and she had not been without a moment of wavering. However, rather than being curious for a lifetime, it was better to be despicable for a moment ... She also wanted to know the reason. ... The true reason, she feared that if she questioned Feng Lin later, all she would receive would be his perfunctory excuses. ... It was indeed shameful, and she had not been without a moment of wavering. However, rather than being curious for a lifetime, it was better to be despicable for a moment ... She also wanted to know the reason. ... The true reason, she feared that if she questioned Feng Lin later, all she would receive would be his perfunctory excuses.

It is unknown how long it has been, but this lush area has been left with only her.

"What did he say?" Yuezheng raised an eyebrow

"For your sake ... and mine, we should not meet again." Feng Lin turned her back to Du Siyu

The moon gracefully flashed past her, turning back with great pride to say: "There is also a new brother-in-law."

I don't care! Even the gentle Miss Du can shout in a willful tone. She suddenly paused, "Are you... are you choosing Yuezheng because you are afraid I might encounter misfortune?"

Indeed. Yueque nodded in agreement with her sister's viewpoint, turned around, and sat down at the Eight Immortals table to pour herself some tea. "Sister, no matter how much betrothal gift Fenglin gives you, do not be picky; it is not easy for him," Yueque sighed and shook her head.

The gentle rustle of garments, the silhouette of a figure returning home under the moonlight remains graceful and pleasing to the eye

Feng Lin saw her under the flower rack by the roadside, paused for a moment, and finally walked over with a gloomy expression

"Si Yu..." This call, filled with restraint and despair yet deep affection, though he did not turn to look at Du Si Yu again, this low call from Feng Lin caused more pain in Yue Zheng's heart than anything he had said moments ago. The man who was about to become her husband had once called out the name of another woman in such a way, it hurt, her heart ached.

No. Yue Que frowned and said sympathetically, "Did you not see how pitiful Hong Xian looked after following him? She is worthless all over, not even as valuable as the flower girls who come to serve drinks."

Silk rain... Feng Lin hesitated to speak, his tone heavy with sorrow