Yan Xing drove the carriage into front of his small courtyard in West Alley. Hearing the noise outside the courtyard wall, Shiyi hurriedly ran to open the door.
Zhu Siyi stepped out of the carriage. Eleven was shocked when he saw her, and stammered: "Zhu, Zhu...Jieyu."
The former princess-to-be became Jieyu, but tonight she happened to appear outside the villa that the prince had recently purchased. Eleven's mouth was like a layer of lard, and everything she said was awkward.
He almost had a headache from this relationship that was constantly being cut and messed up.
Zhu Siyi glanced at him sideways, her eyes full of condescension and pampering. Her dignity as Jieyu was clearly revealed. She was no longer as close to him as she had been when she saw him before.
Eleven quickly closed the door, feeling mixed.
In the main hall.
Zhu Siyi and Yan Xing sat face to face, with a long table separated between them. On the table was freshly brewed steaming tea. They were silently separated from each other like the Queen Mother dividing the Milky Way that separated the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
Zhu Siyi pushed the tea cup back: "I never drink tea at night."
She felt sour in her stomach as she stared at the face that tortured her to the point of grief.
It had only been a few months, and the person in front of him was no longer the same person as before. He could remember her habits clearly in the past, but now he has forgotten them all.
Time had clearly erased her feelings for Yan Xing for so many years, but she still couldn't suppress her bitterness when she saw him again.
After all, she was young and her mind was not as firm as she expected.
Yan Xing smiled and said: "The humble house is shabby and the hospitality is not good. I have wronged Jieyu."
Zhu Siyi blinked her eyes, and the thin layer of unshed tears quickly dried up. She said: "Your Majesty, speak directly. The palace door will be closed in two hours."
Yan Xing: "Jieyu was the person I admired most in the past, and she will be the same in the future."
Zhu Siyi couldn't help but ask the question that had puzzled her for a long time: "It's just appreciation, not half true, right?"
Yan Xing: "That's not the case. I once truly loved Jieyu, even for a long time."
"I just understand that Jieyu is completely different from ordinary women. To you, love is just the icing on the cake. But Jieyu is the most splendid beauty among women in the world. This flower is not important to you at all. "
"Rather than the icing on the cake, what Jieyu cares more about is that the glory will last forever."
Zhu Siyi: "It's really not important, but is this why you insisted on divorcing me before getting married on the wedding day and humiliating me in public? Yan Yuanzhi, I'm not a fool. You did this just out of revenge."
"But I have a clear conscience about the past between you and me; you deliberately retaliated against me, and I consider myself unlucky. So who is it that can make you hate me on her behalf even if you ruin your reputation for life?"
Yan Xing: "Empress Zhaoyi."
Zhu Siyi raised her eyes in shock. The cold autumn was approaching and the wind was strong at night. The coldness that soaked into the bone marrow spread to her internal organs.
How could it be Zhu Sijia? How could it be Zhu Sijia!
Zhu Siyi went through all the talented girls in Xijing in her mind, trying to find the one Yan Xing fell in love with. She had even identified the candidate and was ready to kill her whole family at any time.
But Yan Xing told her that it was for Zhu Sijia.
What separated the two of them was no longer the square table, but a long silence. It wasn't until the tea in the cup cooled down, Zhu Siyi's face gradually turned red, and her body stopped trembling that she spoke again in a hoarse voice:
"When did this happen?"
When did he fall in love with Zhu Sijia.
Yan Xing: “A long, long time ago, I discovered that I liked her.
Not only was it a long time ago, it was a past life that could not be traced back, could not be saved, and could not be turned back.
He is selfish, cold and despicable. In front of outsiders and in front of everyone in the world, he is a gentleman who lives an upright life and is as gentle as the moon. But only he knows that his truest side is only in front of Zhu Sijia.
He was dissatisfied that all major events in his life were controlled by those in power. This was the case when his father was still alive, and it became even worse after Yan Xiu came to power.
That's why he hated her. He thought she was only beautiful and vulgar. She had the aura of poverty and shabby Northland, so he didn't hesitate to design to destroy her innocence. But as fate would have it, Zhu Scarlett still married him.
During their short sixteen-year marriage, he not only couldn't control his shameful lower body, he couldn't help but be attracted to her like this, and even thought about spending eternity with her.
Yan Xiu was dead at that time. Why couldn't he have both Zhu Siyi, the moon in the sky, and Zhu Sijia, the peony on the pillow?
Why can't he reach Consummation? It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, so what if the two sisters were the empress of the world?
It's a pity that everything ended with the bowl of poison that was exchanged by Zhu Siyi.
By the time he remembered everything, Zhu Sijia no longer belonged to him.
Zhu Siyi silently stared at his hand that was so tightly squeezed that the veins popped out. She suddenly felt that it was extremely ridiculous. A faint tear trail appeared on the left side of her face. She chuckled and said:
"King Yi, if you go through all the trouble to come to me tonight just to tell me your true love for her, I won't be interested in listening anymore."
Zhu Siyi turned cold and stood up immediately.
Yan Xing stopped her: "Of course not."
"Since Jieyu knows what I want, she might as well make a deal with me. Whatever Jieyu wants, I can personally provide it."
Zhu Siyi: "Why should I trust you, a heartless person who is courting Qin Muchu?"
Yan Xing: "When the imperial brother rules the world, the palace of Prince Yan is declining, the vassal kings lose power, the family is suppressed, and there is no one in the world who can threaten his throne, Zhu Sijia will definitely be the Queen of Qin."
"Did Jieyu think that it was too early? But what kind of person the emperor brother is, I think Jieyu herself knows. Six months ago, the Zhang family was the only one in Da Qin, and everyone thought that the Zhang family could continue to be prosperous for another ten or twenty years. , but in just one month, all nine tribes were wiped out."
"There's no reason why you don't believe me."
…
Prince Yan's Mansion.
Zhu Siying's hair extension ceremony was over. Zhu Sijia lived up to everyone's expectations and the results of her month of hard study with Aunt Zhong, and gave her a beautiful and neat bun.
From today on, Zhu Siying is an adult.
The guests all went back home, and the two sisters said goodbye in front of the palace. Zhu Siying hugged Zhu Sijia tightly and never let go: "Sister, I really hope you can stay with me in Prince Yan's palace tonight."
With Zhu Sijia's popularity, it would not be difficult for her to stay in Prince Yan's Mansion.
It's just that she recently... wanted to take extra care of Yan Xiu.
Zhu Scarlett: "Okay, you are already a fifteen-year-old girl. Today, I will allow you to make an exception and act like a spoiled child. If my sister does not return to the palace, His Majesty will be worried."
She herself was reluctant to leave Zhu Siying, but it was not advisable to stay outside the palace for a long time.
But her carriage was moved. After some questioning, she found out that it was King Yan who ordered someone to take her carriage to the backyard.
Zhu Sijia took Suiyu Zhuya to the backyard.
There was no one around, so Sui Yu quickly followed Zhu Sijia and squeezed Zhu Ya away.
"Zhaoyi, Your Majesty asked me yesterday about the post envoy."
