Houmen maidservant, she doesn't want to be in power

It rained in the middle of the night.

The coldness spread from the air, bit by bit eroding her few minds.

Shi Jin looped his arms little by little, the dull pain of having a corner of his heart ripped away still remained in his chest, depressing and dull.

"What's the matter? Did you have a nightmare?" The second master returned to her side at some point, he was a bit sleepy in his words, and he wrapped her in his arms with one hand.

She looked at his eyes that were still closed, and there was some confusion in them, as well as some exhaustion from the depths of her soul.

Reaching out to caress his handsome and extraordinary face just like in a dream, Shi Jin couldn't tell for a while whether he was in a dream or returned to reality?

"Second Master," she lay beside him, looking at him in the dark, "You are the second master of slaves, aren't you?"

"Naturally," he raised her fingertips, placed them on the side of her lips, kissed her like a dragonfly, and then raised the corner of her lower lips, "Jin'er, you are mine too."

Shi Jin's body froze, and he was silent for a moment, before he tried to speak, "...Master, do you not like your birthday?"

Qi Mojing opened his eyes.

Without the indifference in the dream, he only had a gentle voice, patting her back with one hand, as if coaxing a child, "The day my father died in the battle, my mother gave birth to me. Jin'er, my birthday is a taboo."

He moved closer to her, his breath lingering on the hair on her neck, "However, if the lady is willing to spend my birthday with my husband, my husband will accept it with pleasure."

Shi Jin was stunned for a moment, then hugged him back, "...I'm sorry."

In the dream, she thought she was flattering herself, but she didn't know that it was the pain in the heart of the second master.It was she who went beyond...

The two were silent all night.

Because of Qi Mojing and the old lady's intercession, Shi Jin was finally able to leave the Hou's mansion, and returned to the old house to concentrate on getting married.

It's just that her identity can't be justified in the end, Yan Zichuan intends to marry her as the princess of Damcuo, and the second master is happy to see it come true.

Now that Damu Cuo has become the head of the royal court again because of his achievements in exterminating Duerle, even if he sells Qi Mojing's favor, it is not a bad idea.

Therefore, the wedding team has been preparing since Shi Jin and Qi Mojing left Luocheng, and only waited for the right time, so they took this as an opportunity to enter Fenghaojing.

This encounter was not only for the occasion, but also for the purpose of proclaiming a vassal to Daye, so that the two clans could not be invaded for a hundred years.

Of course, the second master personally supervised these matters, and Shi Jin only guessed about it after the imperial decree was issued to the Hou's mansion.

Only the second master was willing to surprise her, so she pretended not to know, and embroidered the wedding dress, shoes and socks needed for the wedding with peace of mind, in case of emergencies.

"What day is it today?" Shi Jin asked the jacaranda beside him while raising his head with fatigue in his eyes while soothing the numb back of his neck.

"Return to madam, today is the sixth day of September." Hua Ying counted the days with her fingers, and couldn't help but look a little joyful, "These days are the Nine Emperors' Meeting that Taoists used to love, the ninth day of the ninth day. It's still Doumu Yuanjun's Christmas, I heard that on the day of Chongyang, even the newly enshrined Hu Tianshi will appear in the Nine Emperor Temple, it's really lively!"

Hearing what she said, Shi Jin couldn't help smiling.She only heard from the second master that Emperor Tianyuan has been seeking Taoism and cultivating immortals recently, and he thinks highly of this celestial master, so he should have some abilities.

She couldn't help but think of the torn paper, and she had some thoughts in her heart, "It sounds interesting. If we don't go to the temple fair that day, we might see something rare."

Hearing what Shi Jin said, Hua Ying immediately had a lot of joy on her face.She nodded happily, "Since we're going out, shall we take Young Master and Liang Zhou with us?"

"Of course I have to bring it." Shi Jin pursed his lips and smiled, "Otherwise, it would be inconvenient for just us two girls."

Huaying got up immediately, "I will tell Liangzhou the good news now, servant girl!"

After all, she is a girl who has not left the court, and the joy in her bones is no less than when she was young.

Shi Jin shook his head with a smile, and was lost in thought for a while.

The second master once said that his love for her originated from a dream, but now that dream has found her, she must figure out the reason.

Caressing the white ring and jade pendant with pearls on his waist, Shi Jin's eyes were full of boldness and courage that was completely different from the dream.
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"Brother Emperor..." Princess Yuhe once again stood on the extravagant and gorgeous peony carpet in the prince's bedroom.

Xiao Yan held a cup of hot tea in his hand, and through the steaming mist, he could just see Princess Yuhe's beautiful peony-like face.

Sure enough, God treated them very favorably to the Xiao family, all of them had good looks.

Only the melancholy between her brows destroyed Peony's dignified and rich state.

"Yuhe, you know that I'm doing it for your own good." Xiao Jian put down his teacup and sighed softly.

Jade and Princess fell silent.

She only went to Dali Temple to meet Wenren Wuwang in the past two days.

The man who used to be tall and straight like a pine is now very thin, his whole body is unshaven, and he has lost his previous demeanor.

But he was still indifferent, and when he looked at Princess Yuhe, there was a little more happiness in his eyes, "It's fine, if the princess doesn't like my minister, maybe she won't suffer in her heart, and she won't hesitate about it."

He turned around, turned his back to her, and sat solemnly, "There is no difference between you and me, there is no arrogance. The princess should go..."

In the past, when she saw him giving her flowers every day, she felt only a slight ripple in her heart, but now seeing him in a state of desperation, she felt a little bit of unspeakable pity in her heart.

"I'm here today, and I just want to ask you, do you want to go back to Luocheng?" She tried her best to suppress her voice, so that she still looked like the high-ranking and calm princess.

Wenren Wuwang was finally willing to look back at her.

But there was too much loneliness in his eyes.

He raised his head slightly, his voice contained some sarcasm, "Don't you know that my mother is Princess Qingmeng?"

When he mentioned this, his voice trembled unconsciously, "...I knew about this matter several years ago. When I was young, I only felt that my aunt treated me no better than Wuji, and Princess Qingmeng I wanted to kill me several times, and then I thought, how bad am I that I can make my mother and aunt dislike me to such an extent?"

He seemed to be recalling an event from a long time ago, and even his voice became a little ethereal, "... Once, I was chased by someone, and I accidentally fell down the hillside, and my whole leg was caught by a branch. Blood was dripping. At that time, I was crying and walking back with a branch, only thinking that my aunt was still waiting for me to go home for dinner. But I was so hurt, I couldn’t walk fast, and the wolf howled in the middle of the night, which almost scared me to death .Fortunately, a hunter rescued me and sent me back to the palace. Guess what Auntie is doing?"

There was indifference in his eyes, and the silence of a broken heart, "My aunt, it was Zhang Luo Wuji's birthday. When she turned around and saw me, she was neither happy nor worried. The first thing she said when she ran towards me One sentence is 'What trouble did you get into again?! You still know how to come back! Why don't you just die outside...'"

"So, the princess came to tell me." He looked up at Princess Yuhe, "What is Luo Cheng and me nostalgic for? Wenren Xinchuan and me, what's the matter?"

He chuckled lightly, as if to confess his feelings, "The criminal minister intended to get close to you at first, and he intended to stay away from right and wrong, thinking that there would be someone who would drag me out of the mud, and it was also for the sake of thousands of people in Luocheng , ask to marry the princess."

"I'm so impure," he mocked, "Princess Yuhe, I'm afraid I don't think so..."