Could it be that the young man in Tsing Yi who begged her for water in Zhongnan Mountain in her previous life was Yan Xiu?
Zhu Scarlett was frightened awake by this strange and weird dream.
No, Yan Xiuding was so busy during the 10th year of Longchang that the dragon never came to an end, so how could he suddenly appear in Zhongnan Mountain? The two young men passing by the other courtyard must be other dignitaries in Xijing City.
Zhu Sijia didn't take this little thing to heart. What happened in the previous life has nothing to do with this life.
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In a blink of an eye, the ceremony for the Jin Dynasty arrived.
The palace maid delivered the gorgeous clothes to be worn during the ceremony. Zhu Sijia stood in front of the standing mirror and looked at herself being wrapped in three layers, inside and outside.
In the past, she couldn't bear to put on such heavy clothes and go through so many cutscenes.
But since she learned that the medicine Yan Xiu sent was a tonic, she drank it all without thinking of spitting it out, and the effect was obvious in a short period of time.
Xijing is getting colder day by day, but her limbs are not as cold as before.
This is an ink-colored Sichuan brocade dress with golden phoenix patterns. The skirt stretches three feet to the floor. The waist is decorated with a wide girdle of crimson bluebird pattern and gold inlaid with jade. Looking from the side, Zhu Sijia's waist is almost stretched out. The unprecedented detail surprised even herself.
"Thin."
A pair of big, well-jointed hands directly covered Zhu Sijia's waist, and rubbed her waist repeatedly through a thick layer of stiff fabric.
Zhu Sijia tilted her head. Before she could say the words "I have met your Majesty", twelve strings of hanging icy-cold crowns swept her eyes. Behind the crowns was a cold and handsome face with thick eyebrows like swords, looking down at her.
Yan Xiu decisively pushed Mian Qi away: "So careless."
Zhu Sijia rubbed her eyes: "It doesn't hurt, Your Majesty."
The itching in her eyes dissipated, and she looked at Yan Xiu motionless, as if fascinated.
What Yan Xiu changed into today was the gorgeous clothes that emperors would only wear at wedding ceremonies. Great Qin didn't like red, so even men's wedding clothes couldn't do without black as the base.
But black is almost a color that belongs to him alone. If any man in the world wears black clothes in front of him, he will be humiliating himself.
"The ceremony is about to begin." Yan Xiu reached out to Zhu Sijia and pinched the tip of her nose. "I want to take a look. I have plenty of time to take my time today."
Zhu Sijia only smiled and did not answer.
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At the end of the ceremony, Yan Xiuban took charge of the study, leaving Zhu Sijia with many unfinished etiquettes. It was almost dusk when the whole set was completed.
It’s unimaginable that a little Jieyu like her has to face so much red tape, what about Yan Xiu’s queen?
Zhu Sijia never thought that she would be a queen, and she didn't think that Yan Xiu would make her his queen.
The plan she made for this relationship was to have a happy ending, and it would be worthwhile to start over again.
Zhu Siying received her message early in the morning and waited for her in Changle Palace in advance.
"My daughter has met Zhu Jieyu."
Zhu Sijia helped her up first and ordered the people around her: "You all get down."
"We'll treat each other with admiration after three days of separation." Zhu Sijia was extremely satisfied when she saw the changes that had happened to Zhu Siying, "Your demeanor is actually much more relaxed and generous than before."
Zhu Siying was so happy that she quickly lost her power: "Is what sister said true?"
Zhu Sijia held her shoulders: "Siying, you have always been smart and quick to learn things. But I hope you don't spend your time on these things. The biggest use of these things is to provoke some unworthy men for you." , you should learn something more useful."
Zhu Siying quickly became discouraged: "Sister, I don't understand. Could it be that I haven't done a good enough job?"
Zhu Sijia said: "You are a child who makes me worry-free when you are sensible. You just lack guidance. We have plenty of time tonight. Sister will teach you slowly."
Zhu Siying was unsure: "Sister, do you want me to stay in the palace? But won't Your Majesty let you sleep with me tonight?"
I heard from others that the ceremony today was more grand than the Empress Dowager. To put it more nicely, it was a new wedding for my sister by His Majesty.
Zhu Siying didn't take it seriously at first, until His Majesty, crowned in splendid attire, walked out of the crowd with her well-dressed sister. She held her breath, as if she had seen heavenly beings.
So tonight... can be regarded as their bridal night, right? She rashly stayed at Changle Palace and disturbed His Majesty's pleasure. Will she really be beheaded?
I wish Scarlett a confident mind: "I have my own way."
She solemnly explained to Zhu Siying what she had been thinking about these days. Zhu Siying understood it with ease, and she was able to teach her without worry.
Time flies, and the sky outside the window becomes dark.
Zhu Siying asked curiously in her ear: "Hong Ling's body has been arranged by my brother... Why does my sister want her body?"
Zhu Sijia asked her back: "That night I asked you to help me poison her with charcoal gas. Why did you agree without asking me why?"
Zhu Siying: "Everything my sister does has a reason and her own plan. I just do it without asking."
Zhu Sijia said with satisfaction: "Very good, I won't waste my time explaining to you any unnecessary things from now on, just do it with all your heart."
When she wanted to entrust Zhu Siying to do another thing for her, Hu Shunhai's voice came from outside the hall.
Yan Xiu really wants to spend the night in Changle Palace.
Zhu Sijia asked Zhu Siying to calm down, moved her waist casually, and walked out of the hall.
After a while, I heard the sound of Yan Xiu leading people away.
Zhu Siying asked curiously: "How did my sister get rid of His Majesty?"
Zhu Sijia: "I quietly lied to him that I was having my period today, but I still didn't believe it. In front of so many palace people outside the palace, could he still take off my pants to verify it?"
If he were allowed to enter the dormitory - Zhu Sijia immediately interrupted this speculation.
Yan Xiu is not that kind of person.
The lights of Tai Chi Palace suddenly turned on.
Zhu Siying took out the letter that had been hidden for a day and handed it to Zhu Sijia: "This was sent to me when you were not at home. It was almost intercepted by Aunt Yun. Fortunately, I happened to be out and returning home at that time."
Zhu Sijia took the letter and saw the crooked words on the cover, and understood: "It's a letter from an old friend in the North. It doesn't matter if she reads it."
Zhu Siying was not interested in her letter, so he took the time to ask her for advice: "Sister, do you have any other instructions? Siying wrote them all down."
Yan Xiu's eyes and ears were everywhere in the palace, and Zhu Sijia also lowered her voice for what she said next: "In addition to keeping an eye on Aunt Yun, I also want you to find some poison for me."
Zhu Siying's face turned blue and white.
Before going to bed, she hesitated again and again: "Will Uncle Chiayi agree to do this?"
Zhu Siying vowed: "Not only will he agree, I believe you can also think of a way."
Three days later, at the school grounds in the palace, Ren Huai was on duty that day.
Ren Huai handed the food box to Zhu Sijia with a melodious expression, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed him.
After all, doing this kind of thing in broad daylight is harder than setting a fire at night.
Zhu Sijia took his food box and solemnly thanked him: "Thank you, Uncle Chiayi."
Yan Xiu's voice suddenly came from afar:
"Zhu Jieyu, why did you come to the school today?"
