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Jiang Xi looked at Fong Yang with a face full of suspicion, her eyes reflecting a hint of doubt and testing as she said, "I am merely a frail woman. Does the prince not think I am being overconfident?"
Fong Yang slowly sat down beside her, reaching out to gently grasp her hand. He then placed her hand over his heart, looking at her with sincere eyes as he asked, "You can protect my heart, can't you?"
Jiang Xi's cheeks instantly flushed a deeper shade, as if tinted by a light blush. She lowered her head slightly and teased, "So the prince appears taciturn but is actually quite good at sweet talk."
Fong Yang gazed intently at Jiang Xi, his eyes filled with focus and affection. He softly said, "If you don’t like me this way, I won’t say it again."
Jiang Xi felt a bit embarrassed by Fong Yang's serious yet somewhat playful demeanor. She cleared her throat to mask her shyness and replied, "I like to hear it; you should say it more often."
Then, as if suddenly recalling something, she asked, "Fong Yang, do you find it strange that my temperament has changed so suddenly these past few days? Do you think I am acting and plotting something?"
Fong Yang held Jiang Xi's hand tightly, his voice calm and assured, as if stating an undeniable fact: "You don’t even listen to your father’s words and have severed ties with Huo Xingwen. Are those acts merely a performance?"
Jiang Xi fell silent for a moment, a mischievous glint flashing in her eyes. She deliberately teased Fong Yang, "What if I really am acting?"
Fong Yang looked at her face so close to his, the flicker of desire within him quickly suppressed. He simply replied calmly, "It's getting late; let's sleep."
Jiang Xi obediently lay down and softly murmured an "mm."
This was the first time Fong Yang had successfully occupied the space beside Jiang Xi, and they peacefully and warmly fell asleep together.
Though their hearts were focused solely on each other in that tranquil moment, it brought the most direct impact and satisfaction deep within Fong Yang's soul.
Kneeling on the ground, Yin Ye caught sight of the lights in the hall extinguishing while his master’s figure did not emerge from within.
He inwardly grumbled: The master has gotten what he wished for while I am punished to kneel. My heart aches for this baby, yet this baby cannot speak.
The next morning, the Huai'an Princess sent someone with an invitation card for Jiang Xi, inviting her to Qingyin Pavilion after noon to watch a play.
Jiang Xi took the message and examined it closely before turning to Han Yue and saying, "Have someone inform the Princess that I will definitely arrive on time."
However, she felt a sense of unease in her heart, wondering why the name Qingyin Pavilion sounded so familiar. She quickly tried to recall in her mind.
After a moment, she remembered that a sensational scandal had occurred at Qingyin Pavilion in her past life.
This Qingyin Pavilion was the most famous theater in the capital, and its star performer was a beautiful young man named Wenxin, who was only nineteen years old.
Most of the people who went to watch performances were there for Master Wenxin. He had a melodious voice and delicate features, attracting many wealthy young men and noble ladies.
As a result, he caught the eye of King Qin, who forcefully took him into King Qin's Mansion as a male concubine. Initially, this caused an uproar throughout the capital, but within a day, no one dared to discuss it anymore.
On the very night that Wenxin was taken into King Qin's Mansion, King Qin was brutally beheaded by Wenxin, his body dismembered.
The Emperor was furious, believing this was a challenge to royal authority and unforgivable.
Yet, Wenxin vanished without a trace from that day on, and even Qingyin Pavilion was left empty. The incident became an unsolved mystery.
During lunch, Jiang Xi mentioned to Fong Yang that Huai'an Princess had invited her to Qingyin Pavilion to watch a performance.
Fong Yang listened without any particular reaction on his face and simply said, "Qingyin Pavilion is full of mixed characters; just make sure Han Yue and Han Shuang don't leave your side."
Jiang Xi felt that Fong Yang's response was somewhat off. She pondered internally whether the prince wasn't worried that she might be captivated by Master Wenxin's beauty and charm.
Fong Yang seemed to sense her confusion. After a brief silence, he cleared his throat softly and explained, "Wenxin has someone he likes; that's why I am not jealous."
Huai'an Princess picked up a cup of tea and gracefully handed it to Jiang Xi. With a hint of melancholy on her face, she said, "It's rare for you to remember my father. Ever since the Lin family fell from grace, no one in the capital dares to mention him anymore. Those people outwardly envy my glory and the Emperor's favor towards me, fearing the prestige of Princess Chang's Residence, yet privately they mock me for having a father who is a traitor. They are all hypocrites—utterly disgusting."
Jiang Xi reached out to take the tea, her expression calm as she said, "If you don't like it, there's no need to force yourself to go along with them. Life is short, just a few decades; it's better to be happy."
The Huai'an Princess wished she could be as carefree, but being born into the royal vortex left her with no choice but to smile faintly and say, "I fear my father will never find happiness in this life. Never mind that; is your marriage to Uncle Emperor for real? I've heard you were forced into the palace."
Jiang Xi smiled lightly and replied honestly, "I wasn't willing before, but I've changed my mind now. People strive for higher ground, just as water flows downward. With such a prominent branch like the Regent before me, how could I refuse?"
Upon hearing this, the Huai'an Princess showed a look of disbelief. From her interactions with Jiang Xi, her intuition told her that Jiang Xi was not motivated by ambition.
It seemed Jiang Xi could see through her thoughts. She sighed softly and said, "People can be quite strange; the more they deny something, the more it seems they are trying to cover it up. Those like me who openly admit things are often met with skepticism. Perhaps I'm just not being sincere enough."
The Huai'an Princess chuckled lightly and remarked, "Though I don't know your true feelings toward Uncle Emperor, I think I understand why he is so taken with you."
She felt that Jiang Xi was quite different from those so-called noble ladies; she was straightforward, candid, and unpretentious. After a moment's thought, she warned, "Lady Jiang, you need to be careful; many people are holding grudges against you right now."
"I know," Jiang Xi replied nonchalantly as she took a sip of tea.
The Huai'an Princess was surprised and asked, "Aren't you worried?"
Jiang Xi smiled and answered, "What is there to worry about? When soldiers come, we fight; when water comes, we block it. Worrying won't solve any problems."
The Huai'an Princess nodded repeatedly and said, "You're right."
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