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Life has Four Great Joys: "A Long-Awaited Rain After a Drought, Reunion with an Old Friend in a Distant Land, Wedding Night, Successful Examination Result." As an emperor, one does not need to achieve fame through examinations nor wander in foreign lands, but they must also experience the Wedding Night in life.
Although the emperor has Three Palaces, Six Courtyards, and Seventy-Two Consorts, there is only one wedding.
"Yin Yin, I'm a bit nervous. What if I embarrass myself in front of those ministers..." Jinse sat on the intricately carved bed, feeling anxious as she held Fengyin's hand and whispered softly.
"That's a matter for Tomorrow; Today you should just rest well."
"Yin Yin, you seem quite eager. Do you have something planned for later?"
"Nothing at all. Am I any different from my Ordinary Days?"
"You're not like this on a Normal Day."
"Jinse, just rest well. Tomorrow you will be the most beautiful new Wife," Fengyin said with a slight smile as she closed the door.
Is she really about to become Xuan Li's bride? If this were a dream in the midnight hour, she would wish never to wake up.
Fengyin was quite anxious; was it because Young Master Mu had returned?
Mu Family.
"Young Master, Fengyin has arrived."
"Mm."
Hibiscus nodded and exited through a side door; he didn't know how to face her.
Uh! Doesn't Young Master want to see Fengyin?
"Whoosh... Whoosh!" Cold Heart's small paw held Fo-Ti.
"I don't need it anymore; she already has that." Hibiscus turned away to look at Clear Sky and Bright Day, feeling a sense of melancholy in her heart.
"Benefactor." Gentle Breeze's voice was soft and ethereal, captivating and beautiful, making it hard to look away.
"Has Senior Yun Zhongzi returned?" Hibiscus asked gently.
"Yes, that day... I was with Seven Nights, I..." Fengyin tugged at Hibiscus's sleeve, leaning on her shoulder. "Benefactor, I..."
"Hmm?" Hibiscus tilted her head slightly, the exquisite Mask shimmering in the sunlight.
"I..." Fengyin lifted his head to meet Hibiscus's gaze hidden beneath the Mask. The determination in her watery eyes sparkled brightly. "I wish to know you, living and dying together is enough." He removed Hibiscus's Mask, looking at the man before him with tenderness—one person, one sentence, one glance, a lifetime of heartache.
"Will you be afraid?" Hibiscus asked. Fengyin shook his head and gently wrapped his arms around Hibiscus's waist. Their eyes met, filled with deep affection.
"Heartache."
"Heartache?"
"Benefactor, you look weary."
"The dew has fallen; it's time to go back."
"Benefactor, I have so much I want to say to you, but I don't know where to start."
He also had too much to say but didn't know how to begin.
"Marry me and be the only wife of Jin Zhi."
"No..." How could the vast Mu Family have no heirs? How could she possibly be his only wife?
"It's alright." Hibiscus smiled faintly. How could he still smile? He was still that gentleman with a spring-like demeanor and graceful charm.
"How could you do this?!"
"Why are you blaming me?"
"I... still want to marry, right?"
"Being a wife is not the only option for a woman." They are intertwined; what else is there to consider?
"Jin Zhi, I..." The words were stuck in her throat; why could she never resist him?
The lover's flower blooms in her heart, enveloping the most beautiful feelings.
"I have my reasons; I just don't want to bear the blame." After a deep kiss, Fengyin leaned on Hibiscus's shoulder.
"You don't want to take the blame, yet you make me suffer."
"This..." Fengyin raised her eyes to meet Hibiscus's serious gaze. "I... truly am not worthy of you."
"Why do you have to say such things?"
"Then you..."
"This heart beats only for you, aches for you; is there any need for more words?" Hibiscus held Fengyin in his arms. He had long known that she was always avoiding, always retreating, always concerned. But was it really that difficult to be with him?
"Why am I such a woman? I don't have Jinse's deep feelings, Spiritual Incense's romance, nor Qing Lian's courage. Why do you still..."
"You make my heart ache."
"Benefactor, I also ache for you." She would quietly shed a tear when she silently thought of a certain name.
"Whoosh!" Cold Heart, who had been napping in Hibiscus's sleeve, had unknowingly climbed onto his shoulder and was curiously looking at Fengyin.
"Kiddo, you are really adorable." Fengyin smiled brightly and reached out to pat Little Hanxin's head.
Little Hanxin shrank in fear on Hibiscus's shoulder. Kiddo was always reckless, yet he had never seen him cower like this.
"Are you afraid of me?"
Little Hanxin nodded his little head, his round eyes almost brimming with tears.
Fengyin shook her head helplessly and smiled lightly, "What do I have to be afraid of?"
Little Hanxin let out a sad whimper, causing Hibiscus to frown slightly as he comforted Little Hanxin.
"What is there to be afraid of?" Fengyin wondered, puzzled.
Little Hanxin looked like he was about to cry; she was so scary!! Boohoo!! Squeak!
"Cold Heart," Hibiscus interjected.
Cold Heart hung his little head low, feeling quite wronged.
"Kiddo, there's no need to be afraid of me."
"Squeak!" But he really was very afraid of you!
...
"Everyone come back with me."
"Oh."
"Squeak..."
Riyang The shadows stretch across the horizon, and people are paired together.
“Benefactor, what are you doing…” Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Fengyin turned to ask as she watched Hibiscus pick up the wooden comb from the table.
“I'm with your establishment, Azure Silk.”
Fengyin nodded, “Don't take that day's events to heart. Seven Nights and I…”
“You have nothing to do with him.” Hibiscus said lightly, “But I am still angry.”
“Please don't be angry. I truly didn't know how to start.”
Hibiscus gently combed Fengyin's hair, “If you don't know how to start, then just listen. Okay?”
“Why are you like this?”
“Hmm?”
“Oh… just listen. She should be able to do that.
With her hair styled elegantly, her brows adorned like flowers against the mountain backdrop.
“Why do you look less beautiful than usual?”
“Benefactor, what do you think of the bun you styled?”
A big man styling a woman's hair—no matter how skilled he is, how good can it look?
Hibiscus set down the wooden comb and frowned, “Do you have an opinion about me?”
“I wouldn't dare!”
"Hmph."
"Benefactor, I am here to share your burdens, so do not be troubled."
"Mm." Hibiscus nodded, lowering his gaze and falling silent.
"There is a bird called Cuckoo that cries day and night, lamenting endlessly. As the mountain flowers bloom more vibrantly, its cries grow more sorrowful. It always sings when the Azalea flowers bloom, so it is also called the Azalea bird."
"Why bring this up suddenly?" Hibiscus nodded; he had heard of such a bird.
"These days, Hehe has been followed by such an Azalea bird."
"And then?"
"And then... that bird is quite strange; it can speak human words, saying things like 'The Separation Demon has emerged, chaos in the Three Realms.'"
"Mm, let us observe the changes. Even if the sky were to fall, I would hold up a piece for you."
"Benefactor, you speak foolishly."
Hibiscus smiled without replying, holding Fengyin's hand between his own, seeking only peace.
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