Chapter 6

Of course not, Feng Wuyan said matter-of-factly, "Those who truly care for me would be reluctant to let me leave, just as I feel about them. Moreover, I still have things I need to continue doing."

She will remember this man for a lifetime—within the void, this thought is the only one that exists in her heart

The secrets of heaven are not to be pried into, yet there is still room for change; to pry into them is to seal one's fate. To obtain it is my fortune, to not obtain it is my destiny: why must one seek to know, and what use is there in knowing?

Do you also know Mingxi? She raised her head again to look at the stone carving, her fingers gently tracing the engraved patterns, almost immediately immersing herself in the study of the carving techniques

No, not yet," Feng Wuyan replied ambiguously. She spoke without ambiguity, as any hint of fear would betray itself in her voice

In Feng Wuyan's eyes, he thought he was merely toying with it, but suddenly he turned the handle of the knife and thrust it into her hand, the blade pointing towards his heart

She, along with the blanket, was enveloped in the man's embrace, and she suddenly felt somewhat stiff

Feng Wuyan was sipping tea with her head lowered, almost spitting it out. She looked at him in disbelief. "Do you think you are his reincarnation?" How deep is this young man's obsession with martyrdom?

Zhong Lian treats her with utmost kindness, yet turns around to pledge loyalty to Long Tianyun. This seems different from the maid by her side back in the day, but in a certain sense, they are quite similar. She is not a fool; how could she not understand the significance of Zhong Lian's companionship? She is not accustomed to accepting others' goodwill without reason, and she is willing to reciprocate with the greatest kindness. However, to lay her heart bare before Zhong Lian, she is still unable to do so

Upon hearing this, she firmly shut her mouth

She glanced at Xizi again. At first glance, one might indeed mistake this beautiful young man for a woman disguised as a man. It is not that he appears overly effeminate, but rather that some people's appearances lie somewhere between that of a man and a woman. It could also be attributed to his youth, ... however, there is always a sense that something is amiss ...

Are you unwilling?

Long Tianyun wants to marry her? The main wife? So he is willing to let her conceive a child first? And then? She wants to cherish her child, but she is afraid she won't be able to smile at the child.

Do you not like a perfect partner? Among perfect partners, who can compare to me

Feng Wuyan is indifferent, however, her indifference was instead first taken by him to the stone carvings of the founding emperor

Then do not deceive yourself with the notion of past lives. Her expression returned to seriousness, "When I was young, I also deceived myself, believing that in my past life I must have been a wealthy gentleman from Jin, with countless wives and concubines: in this life, I am cursed to prefer the monogamy of the Bi clan, to look down on my father, and to be displeased with the men of the capital. In truth, I am very clear about the reasons behind this."

He lowered his gaze, staring at her chest rising and falling violently. "Surprisingly... beautiful, an irresistible impulse... The Jin people always love to use the word 'beautiful', which I have always scoffed at, but now I find it perfectly fitting to describe you... This time, I can finally see you clearly"

Xizi smiled mysteriously. "Under the heavens, I know all the secrets that ordinary people cannot see. Miss Feng, before the founding emperor ascended to the heavens, he issued an edict for Eunuch Mingxi to accompany him in death: you see, the bond between master and servant is profound."

Is there no Master Mingxi?" Xizi said regretfully

Xizi saw her serious expression and awkwardly said, "Because I am inferior to others in every way." He did not know why he was sharing such things with her; perhaps it was because she had first expressed her true feelings. Although he did not quite understand, he always felt that she seemed a bit pitiful

What he seeks to obtain from her is another kind of... a deeper...

However, this young lady's intelligence far surpasses that of the traitorous maid, which is why she is able to discover such matters. ... Upon returning to the capital, encountering such events raises the question of whether the people in the capital are excessively corrupt, or if it is due to ...? ... Is it fate?

She did not

Even if you enjoy being a woodblock printer, will you still place your heart with them

Where to

Young master, please do not forget about this servant. As promised... after the wedding with the young lady, this servant will also...

Is this the founding monarch? I have heard that the founding monarch resembles His Majesty today by about seventy to eighty percent

She buried half of her face in the blanket, her long black hair spread out around her, completely concealing her expression

She has left

Long Tianyun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled. "It seems so."

So, is this not a good thing

Rest assured, in this lifetime, I have given everything for the sake of the engraving. My entire being has been devoted to the Feng family. Feng Jiu, you young lady, and you...

What?

"Do you not want me to see the changes in your expression?" He noticed that her eyes were rounder than usual, glistening with moisture, the corners tinged with red, and her honey-colored cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. He brushed through her black, tousled hair, carefully observing every inch of her skin.

What?

Upon hearing this, he smiled and said, "Aren't you happy?"

He subconsciously looked out onto the street, where men and women were coming and going. Is she in the capital now? Which one could it be? ... Although it is still beyond imagination, at least ...

I like the Bi people Her voice sounded somewhat ethereal at night

Feng Wuyan had to say that the vast majority of beauty can bring disaster, but it can also bring convenience. She even heard someone asking: Is she disguised as a man?

If sixteen can also

"Good parting?" His tone was filled with hostility as he forcefully pulled her closer, "Without my permission, you dare to..." Mid-sentence, he slightly turned his face, staring at her trembling palm.

In fact, she placed the founding father at the end.

At that moment, a novice monk brought tea, and he took a cup and handed it to Feng Wuyán. Feng Wuyán noticed that his ten fingers were white and smooth, more so than hers, and he could easily be compared to a figure from a luxurious painting.

She had to reply: "I have been here all along. Wait, don't push!" She stared directly at the blooming red flower on his chest.

Xizi glanced over and scoffed. "The master asked him to follow, but at such a distance, would he really be able to make it in time if something happened..." He looked at her again and muttered, "Why are you here sulking instead of staying in the mansion to curry favor with others."

Therefore, she does not wish to marry

Feng Wuyan paid no attention to his words. Anyone who specifically came to the temple to view the stone carvings would not be merely skimming the surface, yet a single night is simply insufficient. Is it out of spite

... no matter who it is, she cannot do it. Just like at this moment when she wants Zhong Lian to bring the medicine, Zhong Lian will only come up with many excuses to refuse. None of them can do it.

The carriage stopped in the middle of the road, and the driver said to his master in the carriage: "Sir, there are people blocking the way at the street ahead, and it seems they will be blocking it for a while. I will go take a look."

How can one not believe? Look at my ancestors, look at my elder brothers, not a single one is missing

Because of the same beauty, the same presence of the character for happiness, the same... is a eunuch, the same impoverished background, and having a master with a similar appearance... is it not also a continuation of a previous fate?

The voice was extremely hoarse and broken, causing her face to flush deeply. "I..." she coughed slightly and said in a low voice, "I will go out to find Zhong Lian. You... take more rest."

He had known about these matters long ago... So what? Xi Zi, unable to comprehend for a moment, could only say: "I was born into poverty, and because I was more good-looking than others, I was sent to the master and chosen by him. In fact, at that time, I was a bit scared, afraid that the master would realize he had made a mistake in choosing me, and in the blink of an eye, I would be abandoned."

With each low cry accompanying his every movement, her heart was struck, causing the defenses she had built up time and again to develop cracks.

Feng Wuyan hesitated several times before finally softening her tone and saying: "Aren't you doing well now?"

She wants to live among the noble families of that era, without the protection of men, and will soon vanish into the grasslands

Immediately after, he enveloped her hand with his palm and gave it a firm push

Xizi gazed at the stone carvings of the founding emperor, murmuring to himself: "Perhaps I am the reincarnation of Mingxi"

The facial carvings on the stone tablet are not particularly detailed, making it quite difficult to discern whose likeness it represents. Feng Wuyan looked up and felt a sudden panic in her heart

As you know, the founding monarch was commendable in many aspects, but he was lacking in terms of procreation. Consequently, the customs of the Jin dynasty's noble families gradually began to align with those of the Jin people, embracing polygamy and a multitude of offspring. I digress. This legitimate eldest son publicly stated during his reign that Mingxi had taken good care of him during his childhood. At the beginning of the Jin dynasty, it relied entirely on the elderly in the palace to uphold the rules, reinstating the norms of the great Jin palace. However, at that time, the attitudes of the Jin servants in the palace were different, and in the end, it was still Mingxi who seized power and reestablished the regulations

Alright, alright, I was just saying it casually

... ... etc.! It is not yet dawn, but rather it has just turned dark? She immediately recalled the absurd events of the day! ... Now rational, she felt it was too ridiculous, how could she have been so confused in the afternoon ... ... No salt, no salt, no salt, she kept shouting like this. ... ... She covered her eyes, but her tightly pressed lips curved slightly upward.

A person will only smile when they consciously feel joy and happiness; she does not believe that she can smile at that moment, which is unfair to the child

The B族 before the founding of the nation? Very few people would appreciate the B族 of that time. There was no gold, silver, or jewels, no refined culture, only people, merely strength... He did not expect that such a petite woman, who could at most wield a small carving knife, would have an affinity for that era. At that time, the B族 did not have the concept of men protecting women; women were equally engaged in the tasks that men undertook. After the Jin dynasty, the B族 gradually began to integrate the customs of the Jin people.

Hmm? The Bi ethnic group? He was somewhat puzzled

Feng Wuyan opened his eyes

He touched his lips, staring at her back, which was as straight as could be. He recalled her earlier bow, which was not quite perfect; it was evident that she had not spent much time learning those increasingly extravagant etiquette rules, yet she still performed the necessary courtesies. Was she the young lady mentioned by that maid just now

Yet he only focused on the expression on her face. The desire on his face gradually transformed, with tenderness occupying almost half of it. As if unaware, he chuckled softly: "If you take the initiative, it won't hurt."

Indeed, there is a curse in the family. My eldest brother passed away unexpectedly three years ago, and now it is my turn. My mother believes I cannot escape this fate, so she has decided to bypass me and make arrangements for the marriage of my younger brother..." Seeing her listen intently, he felt a stir in his heart and stood up to approach her. He did not even glance at the painting, but fixed his gaze on her and said: "Aren't you afraid? I cannot even discuss a marriage, and this is the reason.

This is a different matter. She said with difficulty: If I have a child, I will love him... I will live in the same world with him, how could I leave him behind? She truly was not good at saying these things to this man

Feng Wuyan blinked. It seems that there really is a founding figure among the stone carvings in Qianshan Temple of Jincheng, but what is more widely known are the statues of prominent figures from the Great Jin Dynasty carved by its sculptors. It is indeed rare to come across the works of sculptors who specifically came to see the carvings after the golden wall, and there is one right in front of her

Xi Zi smiled and said, "Of course." It is rare to meet someone with "shared aspirations," so he spoke a bit more freely: "Actually, I am more interested in Lord Mingxi."

"No, I am doing very well." The woman's tone was somewhat soft, which he found a bit difficult to adapt to

What is there to be happy about

Feng Wuyan did not notice that she was entirely focused on the portrait; even when she occasionally looked up at him, it was merely to observe his external appearance rather than the emotions beneath his facade

The girl stood there for a long time, and he stared for just as long: long enough for her to finally notice someone was watching her. She slightly turned her face towards this side of the car window. The brim of her hat was lined with soft fur, obscuring most of her face, revealing only a pair of amber-colored eyes.

I do not understand why she would collect someone else's prints. Within the capital, is she not the best? Good girl, you have done well, and once the matter is accomplished, there will surely be benefits for you

He raised his eyebrows

In the subsequent actions, Feng Wuyán actually remembered them in great detail, but the continuous waves of emotion left her reason in a blank state. She remembered him burying himself in her bosom, remembered his aggressive gaze scanning every inch of her... She finally understood why men and women do not indulge in intimacy during the day, for the sunlight is too bright, making the shocking images impossible to hide, indelibly etched in the mind.

The feeling of being utterly inseparable made her instinctively resistant, even revealing a sense of panic.

Why was it abandoned

In the past, during the moments of intimacy on the ship, she always told herself that it was merely a matter of desire. Desire is desire; she reached out her hand, obtained it, satisfied herself, and each took what they needed, just like that

Do you not like the Bi clan? If it doesn't work out the first time, try again. If you still do not like it, just keep going; there will surely come a time when you will like it...

At first, it was fine not to look at her face; her delicate figure was enough to compensate for everything. When did I want to look at her face in moments of passion? Her body would burn with excitement, but what about the expression on her face?

Then, she was lightly tossed onto the couch, watching in astonishment as Long Tianyun casually closed the window above the bed, blocking the beautiful view of the hall

Have you never been to Jincheng

The figure let out a cold, light laugh. "Oh? So this is the way to die? This is indeed unexpected for me, but it doesn't seem too bad? Feng Wuyan, you have made me uncomfortable. I have been watching, waiting for you to stop taking the medicine, but it is clear that you have no intention of stopping. You can take a gamble; once you step outside, who in this world would dare to give you medicine?"

Upon hearing Xi Zi's call, those around turned to look at him, all displaying expressions of astonishment, yet he completely ignored them. He scrutinized her from head to toe and forced a smile, saying: "I didn't expect to run into you here... Where is Zhong Lian? Why isn't she here?"

Did you not say that you liked me

"Young Master, the Sixteenth Miss is only twelve years old!" The woman's voice carried a hint of astonishment and anger, "The Master holds the Sixteenth Miss in high regard. If the Young Master desires her, I absolutely cannot allow it; the Master would beat me to death for it."

"Take it easy, I don't mind you either." After a pause, he smiled broadly with a different intention, "If you cherish me, then kiss all the scars on my body, and in return, I will do the same for you."

You... during the day, is this a public display of debauchery? Are you going to get emotional again?" By the end, her voice had softened.

Then, he proudly said: "At that time, I could barely recognize a few characters, but in the end, I seized the opportunity to read and look more. Unfortunately, I did not have much fondness for it." If it weren't for the fear of His Majesty's disdain, he would have given up long ago. It was also because of reading and writing in the palace that he discovered the figure of Master Mingxi. ... If he were the reincarnation of Mingxi ...! ... then he could naturally consider himself suitable to stay by His Majesty's side

She does not want to remember this man in the future, yet she wants to remember him... The ongoing contradiction has collapsed in this moment.

You truly have a deep understanding of the founding fathers

Hmm? Feng Wuyan, do you like me

Xizi let out a sigh. "A stiff girl, who would like her?" Having given up on communicating with her, he quietly watched the stone carvings of the founding father on the wall with her.

His beads of sweat fell perfectly onto her slightly parted lips, and instinctively, she licked them in. Before she could react, the man who had asked her if she liked it suddenly sealed her mouth.

Go. Follow that young lady from earlier; if she encounters a situation she cannot handle, just lend a small hand, and do not let anyone bully her

She has no desire to become his mother, nor does she wish to replicate a second Feng Wuyan

"I only arrived to serve him after he returned to the capital; I have never been to Jincheng in this lifetime—" He promptly fell silent, noticing her gaze fixed on him. He forced a smile and said: "Why not go together, to keep each other company?"

What curse is this

She wanted to quietly turn over and get out of bed, but unexpectedly, the man's long arm reached over and wrapped around her along with the quilt

He cannot control matters where a brother-in-law has designs on his sister-in-law, but treachery against the leader is a serious issue; today, one can betray the leader and send someone to bed, and tomorrow, one could send someone to their death, which cannot be tolerated

Feng Wuyan touched her abdomen. For her, taking medicine was an end born out of emotional turmoil, signifying that the gathering could disperse at any moment, and she had grown accustomed to it.

Feng Wuyan glanced at him. "It sounds as if the founding emperor was coveting beauty."

One must at least possess the same tenacity as that young lady.

Her face was flushed, and as soon as she averted her gaze, she noticed the faint scar on her arm. She suddenly recalled what Zhong Lian had said, that men all prefer flawless individuals, and clearly, she was not one of them. ... But she, she ... ... she did not care whether the other party liked her or not ... ...

He locked his gaze on her and lowered his voice: "There is a prophecy from a charlatan that I will die at the hands of a woman"

"Without salt," he seemed to whisper softly: "Without salt..."

She bit her lip tightly

"You understand it very thoroughly," she paused, "I have never seen it in historical texts. What about unofficial histories?"

He was greatly pleased and said with a smile, "This is a misunderstanding among everyone. In fact, it is for my twin brother that I am looking."

He was momentarily taken aback by the words, but then both his eyes and brows were filled with a smile. His black eyelashes half-closed, and his equally dark pupils reflected her figure. He asked once more: "Feng Wuyan, will you kill me?"

He asked her time and again, showing no signs of weariness, persistently pressing her. She could no longer endure the dual torment of body and mind, and with tears welling up, she softly uttered a sound of acknowledgment.

Feng Wuyan turned around and saw Xizi approaching quickly. She instinctively looked behind him but did not see Long Tianyun

Feng Wuyan was taken aback. "Are you out of your mind? Everyone says it's a charlatan, so why believe in such prophecies..."

The one called Xizi has been striving for the master, what is the connection with the one called Mingxi?" Feng Wuyan was puzzled. Xizi was taken aback. Turning his face away, he insisted, "I am indeed the reincarnation of Mingxi. I am him.

I would never kill anyone. After a pause, she could not help but say: "Just because a charlatan predicts that a certain woman will kill you, does that mean it is me?"

She glared at him, angered by his shamelessness, yet did not stop him, and then turned her head to scan the surroundings

Feng Wuyan, upon hearing this, recalled that Zhong Lian had also mentioned this matter. ... Both Zhong Lian and Xi Zi were aware of the royal history that ordinary people did not know ... ... She absentmindedly replied: "If the feelings are truly good, I would be reluctant to let him die for his master."

She was taken aback. How could Zhong Lian leave on her own accord? She had long realized that Zhong Lian's abilities far surpassed those of the maids in wealthy households, and it would not be an exaggeration to say she was akin to a young lady from a scholarly family. Yet, she was exceptionally loyal to him, which made her question what status his hometown truly held. ... Now that Zhong Lian has left ...? ... What about the medicine?

When she turned her gaze back, she saw his eyes following the direction of her previous glance, landing on her arm. Her heart skipped a beat, and she found it difficult to restrain herself as she instinctively recoiled, her whole body tensing up.

Feng Wuyan shouted, "Let go with all your might! Dragon Tianyun! Dragon Tianyun! What are you doing?! Are you crazy?!" With a clang, the jade-green knife fell to the ground, but she didn't even glance at it. She hurriedly covered his chest with both hands. Did it stab in?! Did it stab in?! It seems like it did!

No, he will protect it, and this realization brings him joy. However, he must also admit that even if he can see through the thoughts of the Queen Mother or Liu Ye, there is a part of Feng Wuyan that he cannot touch, and that seems to be quite important. He pondered: "At that time, the bride and groom could spend a night together before marriage; if they were compatible, it would be considered settled." He smiled, "Do you like this way? Aren't we doing it right now?"

She even remembers the dress embroidered with flowers being torn apart, her honey-colored arms wrapped around his strong back, and the bare image of her legs instinctively entwining around his waist. She feels a bit dizzy, unable to think.

Feng Wuyan stared at him, seemingly unable to comprehend why this person preferred to speak in fragments. ... This is his family matter ... ... She was momentarily unable to process her emotions, her voice slightly strained as she said: "Generally, discussions about marriage are conducted in accordance with the family order."

It must be so. The master chose me back then, also because of my beauty... Wait! What do you mean by looking at me with that kind of gaze? He does not have a preference for men!" Yizi glanced back again and added, "Everyone likes to see beautiful people and things, including the founding emperor, yes, including him.

Suddenly, she remembered that during such times, Zhong Lian would always be waiting for her outside

She considered herself well-cut, but in that moment, her entire armor shattered, and she had no time to hold onto it: something rushed directly into her heart, leaving her mind blank.

Because of this damn prophecy, I still do not have a wife or concubines. If I were to have them, I would probably leave, which would be quite troublesome for them. Even if I were to leave behind an heir, my children would likely be a complicated matter for my mother and younger brother

Feng Wuyan was still immersed in the painting when he realized that he was speaking, and only after a long while did he suddenly raise his head.

It seems that upon encountering her, he cannot help but feel an overwhelming desire. Is it his youthful exuberance that needs an outlet? He dismissed this thought. Rather than saying it is desire, it is more accurate to say that whenever he sees this woman, he wants to consume her: to take her into his body, making her a part of him, without having to wait year after year.

This victim will not feel too wronged until death

Feng Wuyan gently replied: "The noble clan before the founding of the nation."

The man in the carriage responded softly. He had just returned to the capital, and the journey had revealed that the splendor remained unchanged, yet it seemed to fail to pique his interest. Indeed, having been away from home for so long, he had grown accustomed to the scent of the sea. Now, looking at the ancient and magnificent capital, he felt a sense of suffocation. He propped his face up with his hand, taking a moment to rest in the carriage, when he suddenly heard a man outside whispering, "Are you sure it's there?"

The black strands of hair concealed his gaze, and gentle emotions intertwined with their lips and tongues. The peak surged into her consciousness, as if these feelings had been lurking around her, waiting for this moment to enter her body, leaving behind his mark.

He simply smiled, leaned closer to her, yet did not respond

My back hurts very much

She slightly turned her face and looked in his direction. The man's breath came towards her, and in the quiet night, no one could see anyone, yet she knew that this man was staring intently at her.

Of course not! Wait a moment, this topic...

Only I believe he is a charlatan. Without a doubt, he is a person from a hundred years ago, yet he can predict the life and death of each of my ancestors, even accurately foretelling when my elder brother will die. Sometimes I truly think this is a curse rather than a prophecy, and now it is my turn... He caught sight of the jade knife on her table and casually picked it up.

... ... Hmm

Young master, this is a message from the young lady's maid. The maid has been planning for a long time to deceive the young lady. She has always wanted to collect the prints of the engravers from the capital, and she will definitely go to the Wen Yue Building.

If one wishes to experience that pure wildness again, it is not that there are no other women in the world, nor is it necessary to seek it solely from her

She understands sculpture and has studied facial textures Is this Is it somewhat similar to Long Tianyun

The sound of rustling seemed to indicate someone putting on clothes, followed by the sound of a door opening in the darkness

Zhong Lian did not ask any further, standing there quietly and keeping watch.

Long Tianyun's gaze shifted to her drawing tools, and nearby were the carving instruments. Back on land, Zhong Lian helped her arrange an outfit, featuring plain colors with embroidery, neither ostentatious nor wild, yet clearly conveying a sense of distance, perfectly aligning with her character's cool demeanor. Now, her wide sleeves were tied at the elbows, revealing her honey-colored forearms, adding a touch of alluring warmth.

He looked at her with a hint of confusion as he noticed her suddenly tense emotions, and then he read an emotion in her eyes that brought him joy. His eyes brightened, and he chuckled softly, saying: "I have scars too, do you mind?"

The pressure in the darkness made Feng Wuyán's heart tremble slightly. She bit her lip, suppressed her shivering, and said softly: "Can't we part on good terms?"

Feng Wuyan, you are not foolish, are you pretending to be? Can't you sense that I want you to be the mother of my child?

His ten fingers pressed down forcefully on his back once again

He could imagine that at this moment, her back was straight and unyielding, refusing to show weakness. Although it hinted at fear, she did not allow the other party to perceive it. Long Tianyun secretly cursed under his breath and said coldly, "You have ample time to think it over." He got off the ground

She was not tall, and her cloak had a hood, making her features difficult to discern. Her gaze was fixed on a certain point, and he followed her line of sight, seeing a man and a woman disappearing into the alley, with the woman's attire clearly indicating that she was a maid

She gazed at him intently, speaking each word with a resonant strength: "Long Tianyun, if you cannot endure it, then just walk away. " She knew that such words would be considered highly disrespectful to him, but... "Since you and your child may become an obstacle to them, perhaps it is better to maintain some distance. Aren't you doing quite well at sea? You need not return to the capital. Your appearance certainly does not suggest a short life."

She was startled and couldn't help but exclaim: "Long Tianyun! What are you doing..."

Long Tianyun, having removed most of his clothing, raised his eyes to meet her gaze

Feng Wuyan moved her lips, wanting to say: What does this have to do with you? ... She saw him staring at her intently, as if he must obtain an answer ... . ... She pursed her lips again

Each time she endured his intense force, she uncontrollably left long red marks on his back

Indeed. Therefore, I hope that on the day my master departs, he will take the initiative to request my burial alongside him. That would signify that I have brought him great satisfaction in this lifetime

Xi Zi stopped in front of a stone wall, and without even taking a close look at the figures above, he displayed an expression of admiration

A person who can span two dynasties and live to the end, I need not mention how deep his scheming is: the legitimate eldest son of the founding emperor... In fact, he is the only son.

She could not care less about how many dishes were served, only trying her best to conceal the expression on her face, the more she could hide, the better, because his dark, heated gaze had never left her face from beginning to end, and she forced herself to meet his intense stare. "No salt."

Feng Wuyan looked at him

"Are you going to blindfold me again?" He bent his upper body, his long arms resting on either side of her face, the muscles he flexed were strong and smooth. "Feng Wuyin, what is it that you have always been reluctant to let me see?"

As for fate? It is truly a joke, merely a chance occurrence. ... If there were really fate, it would be that flavorless woman ...? ... Speaking of which, if the prophecy is true, that flavorless woman should be appearing soon, right?

He remained impassive, loosening his grip finger by finger, yet he could still hear her heavily suppressed gasps.

On what basis do you claim to be his reincarnation

No salt

Feng Wuyan looked at him, her expression unchanged, and said: "I have nineteen sisters. My mother is the legitimate wife, and I am her only biological daughter. I am ranked twelfth."

Feng Wuyan felt an inexplicable anger upon hearing this. How could a grown man be so affected by a prophecy to the point of contemplating extinction? Did his mother truly abandon him like this? Was life in the grand estate really like this? ... She recalled her own father, who seemed no different ... ... She sighed in relief, realizing that the emotions of anger and sadness she felt were not for him, but merely a reflection of her own feelings ... ... She sighed in relief, realizing that the emotions of anger and sadness she felt were not for him, but merely a reflection of her own feelings ... ...

Although more than half of her face was covered, it was still evident that she was not an attractive young woman, at least not in accordance with the aesthetic standards of the capital.

A hand emerged from the car window, its fingers long and strong, with distinct joints. Then, the fingers lightly tapped on the car body. Almost immediately, someone outside the carriage asked in a low voice: "Sir?"

Feng Wuyan's heart was still beating somewhat fast as she looked at him in confusion. He supported himself with one hand on the side of her face and leaned down to kiss her slightly parted lips: she trembled slightly but did not dare to move freely; her emotions were still tense, causing her entire body to feel stiff. This was definitely not due to rejecting his closeness: no, it was simply ignoring his proximity... He looked down at her, her hands still covering his chest, and smiled, "Why are you so nervous? It's not a very deep wound." He forcibly pulled her hands away, revealing only a bloodstain about the size of a fingertip on his clothing, which had not spread any further.

No... of course not...

He gazed intently at her subtle expression for a long time, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes. "Look, you have no intention of killing me, do you?"

The weather is clear and the gentle breeze is pleasant. The window is half open, allowing the lush greenery and beautiful flowing water in the courtyard to be fully visible. However, at this moment, the man sitting in the chair in the small hall is not gazing at the beautiful scenery outside, but rather at the person who is painting.

"Long Tianyun, do you want to die?" she gritted her teeth

Feng Wuyan initially thought he wanted to kiss her again—he seemed to see it as a challenge. Now that she reflects on it, her aversion is not as severe as it once was

"Miss Feng." At the Caoren Temple, someone called out to her

She lowered her eyes and took a deep breath inwardly... She truly wanted to laugh at herself; it had only been a short while since she last saw that man, yet she found even a stone carving reminiscent of him... A bitter smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. When she should have let go, she was indeed quite pathetic.

Feng Wuyan fixed her gaze in his direction and suddenly smiled, saying, "I often hear that men are fond of beauty, and it seems to be true. You are right; I do enjoy this kind of approach." After a pause, she softly added, "It feels like I've slept too long; I should get up. I need to bathe; it's quite uncomfortable..." She pushed aside his arm and was about to get out of bed when suddenly an arm pulled her back again.

Indeed, you are not ill, and neither am I. Those who are ill are them

The young lady gave him a slight bow, as if to say, "I truly apologize for the disturbance, standing by your carriage all this time," and then she left.

Xizi opened his mouth to speak, quickly turned his head to look, his expression not looking very good again. He forced a smile and said: "Everyone has different thoughts. There is another saying, half a day later that secret edict to die for the master was revoked: however, this saying has no evidence, because Mingxi ultimately still obeyed the order to die for the master... I say, Miss Feng, even if everyone has different thoughts, if you sweeten your words a bit, you can please the master, right?

The man in the carriage thought he had just heard a scandalous play involving a sister-in-law and her brother-in-law. When the sound faded away, he lifted the curtain of the carriage window to look out, and saw a girl in a cloak standing beside his carriage, so quiet that he had not noticed her before.

"Long Tianyun, you are simply insane!" she gritted her teeth and scolded, "What woman are you writing to that would kill you!"

"Am I sick?! What would I kill you for?!" she scolded

In his eyes, a true beauty does not refer to the exquisitely attractive men and women of the capital: these individuals can only be described as good-looking or pleasing to the eye. At times, he also feels puzzled; the meaning of beauty, is it not something that the Jin Dynasty has created for itself? How could it be completely forgotten?

It is all just a coincidence she said, pursing her lips and speaking softly The elder is wrong and should not be spoken of However, your mother has indeed gone too far You need not place too much importance on her thoughts... Placing too much importance can instead harm oneself She was about to comfort him when she suddenly heard him ask Do you know how to do it

She was once again at a loss for words upon hearing this ... At that time, it was completely unnoticeable that there was any pain ...

"How are you here?" she stared at him

His tone was somewhat aggressive, but Feng Wuyan did not mind and simply said: "We will spend the night near the temple tonight; Zhong Lian has made the arrangements. Master Yan has also arrived." She pointed to Yan Ben, who was holding a long sword under the tree. When he looked over in this direction, she gave him a salute.

"Is the medicine ineffective? Or is the current injury too extensive?" He muttered to himself, meeting her gaze. "Are you completely healed?"

It is not yet dawn

Upon hearing this, Xi Zi stood there in a daze

Zhong Lian seemed to have a grasp on the days when she and Long Tianyun were on good terms, always preparing medicine in advance

If I am not mistaken, Zhong Lian is waiting for her outside the door. She felt the quilt on her body; it is still cool in the spring nights. Who took the quilt away, or was she carried back to the bed in her room?

In the darkness, he could not see her, yet he could feel a slight and continuous tremor emanating from her. In an instant, all his anger dissipated.

Do you like me

My mother arranged a marriage for me back in our hometown

It is not quite like that. A man who is intent on pursuing a woman primarily seeks physical attraction: in terms of appearance, being attractive is a given; how could he, as a man, not know this? ... Clearly, this girl is still some distance away from that ...? ... Therefore, there must be other reasons. In any case, it does not concern him.

She was speechless. Clearly, they were both accustomed to sleeping alone, yet he was able to adapt to having someone beside him even faster than she could, and she had to concede defeat.

Feng Wuyan nodded slightly. "Then, I hope that one day, you will think: the reincarnated Mingxi will long to be your reincarnation." With that, she turned to look at the other stone carvings

His brows were calm, and the depths of his pitch-black eyes seemed endless, absorbing every subtle detail of her face.

Someone's footsteps were extremely light, stopping at a distance of five steps away from the long couch. "Miss, shall I light the lamp?" Zhong Lian's voice was as gentle as ever

Of course! He has always been the eunuch by the side of the founding monarch and was highly valued by him. It is said that he is handsome, which is why the founding monarch kept him after the fall of the Great Jin.

Will this be how you treat your children

Xi Zi coughed lightly, suppressing the impulse to turn around. Immediately, his beautiful eyes sparkled with brilliance. "I have come specifically to Qianshan Temple; it houses the stone carvings of the founding emperor, and I must behold their grandeur at least once in my lifetime."

Did we hit it off immediately

She opened her mouth, unsure of what to say ... She could say it was an instinctive response driven by passion, but she knew it was not

Xizi was taken aback and blurted out: "Do you not wish to be buried together with me?"

In fact, apart from the first night on the ship, such reckless madness was no longer seen at other times, and he did not take it to heart. He did not like aphrodisiac scents; his lack of response to them was due to his constitution, while Feng Wuyin was easily influenced by aphrodisiac scents also because of her constitution. Perhaps it could provide him with extreme ecstasy, but her reaction, which was oblivious even when she was completely exhausted, now seemed to him a mix of fear and luck.

Her scalp tingled, and she felt a sudden difficulty in breathing at that moment

The stone carvings at Qianshan Temple can be regarded as the largest printmaking to date, with renowned masters like Jinbi eager to carve a piece of stone wall. Even the empty walls in the corridors are filled with poetry, and along the way, visitors often stop to admire the beauty of Xizi, courteously making way for her.

Little did she know, in the next moment he pulled the hairpin from her hair and tossed it aside, lifting her up in his arms. She was taken aback and exclaimed, "Long Tianyun! What are you doing..."