Chapter 115
“Yes.” Zhou Xian Yang indifferently said, “I’ve calculated you. If you had a clear conscience, these calculations wouldn’t have worked. You murdered the Princess, and intended to start a fire to disturb the Holy Emperor. I’ll leave you alive today as a favor to you.”
Zhou Xian Yang pulled Xiao Bei’s sword, reversed the tip, and handed it to Rong Xiang Zhi: “You said you hate me, so do it. I’d rather pay you in blood for what I owe you, but I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore.”
Xiangmian looked at Zhou Xianyang in surprise, his face was so unruffled, but his hand was clenched tightly. It must not have been easy for him to say those words.
Why did he have to push himself to this point?
The Duke and Duchess of England were even more surprised, and only vaguely guessed something, fearing that Xiang Zhi had the wrong idea and really stabbed Yü Wang, intending to go forward to stop.
“Don’t move, we’ll settle the old scores today.” Zhou Xian Yang looks at Xiangmian and apologizes, “I’m sorry.”
Xiangmian stood motionless, suddenly feeling as if she were a spectator, watching the drama, with Xiangzhi as the main character in the play, and she as an outsider. Love and hate are entangled, what does it have to do with her?
Rong Xiangzhi’s hand trembled as she held her sword, pointing it at Zhou Xianyang’s heart, not understanding why he had become like this.
It turned out that he didn’t have any special feelings for her, that his previous gestures of kindness were only because he mistakenly thought that he had favored him, and that he couldn’t wait to have nothing to do with her.
So, just now in the water she was so desperate struggling for help, he can also ignore and pass.
Seeing the last bit of dependence turn into nothing, Rong Xiangzhi didn’t have the courage to stab down, she let go of her hand, and the sword hit the ground.
“Why are you forcing me?” Rong Xiangzhi was momentarily overwhelmed with grief and anger, and suddenly fainted, her body directly planted forward. Zhou Xian Yang subconsciously reached out to catch her. The Duke and Duchess of England were horrified at the sight.
“Quickly go get the Imperial Doctor.” Zhou Xian Yang instructed Xiao Nan, who also froze and glanced worriedly at the crown princess, saying, “The yellow cauliflower would have gotten cold by the time the eunuchs were invited, let me just give her a needle.”
The Duke and Duchess of State immediately went forward to hold their daughter in their arms. Xiao Nan pulled out a cloth bag from her bosom, drew out a silver needle, and stabbed it in Rong Xiangzhi’s tiger’s mouth and the middle of the human body, and a few moments later she really woke up.
Mr. and Mrs. Rong Sheng only wanted to leave this place of wrongdoing immediately at this moment, and turned around and said, ”Xiangmian, your sister is in this state, and it is inconvenient to stay in your garden. Let’s take her home first and ask a bone-setter to give her a look. When she is well, according to your idea, dispose of her as you see fit!”
Rong Xiangmian was silent for a moment, “You guys take her away, and leave Lai Fu and Yi Yun behind.”
After a period of busyness, the Duke of England’s family left the Jing Yi Yuan. Rong Xiangmian stood quietly and did not speak again.
As the sky darkened, Zhou Xian Yang’s silhouette, framed in front of the door, made an excellent figure painting.
Sagami quietly looked at the painting and smiled to himself.
Even though Rong Xiangzhi was an unforgivable criminal, and even though he had spoken words of separation with her, to cut off his past with her with sword and blood, he was still that unconsciously nervous when he saw her pass out. That kind of thing engraved in his bones makes Xiang Xiang feel that everything he has done for the Yuhang Mansion through exhaustion is beyond ridiculous.
Zhou Xian Yang watched the people from the British Duke’s Mansion leave, and when he didn’t hear any ringing in the room for a long time, he turned around and saw Rong Xiangmian looking at himself with a bemused look.
“Xiangmian, I just instinctively gave her a hand just now. I didn’t mean to get close to her.” Zhou Xian Yang knew that his explanation paled in comparison, and Rong Xiangmian did not argue with him like before.
She walked to his side, her eyes staring blankly into the distance, “I’m so tired.”
“I’ll carry you back to rest.” Zhou Xian Yang didn’t wait for her to refuse, so he lifted Rong Xiangmian up in a hovering embrace and walked towards the place they had chosen to stay.
Jing Yi Yuan was large, and his hands were a little sore from the journey. Xiangmian was quiet, leaning on Zhou Xian Yang’s shoulder.
The evening breeze in the middle of summer carried the smell of heat and freshness, and the sky was draped in colorful neon garments, with streams of light reflecting in the water, making it a beautiful sight to behold. Cicadas chirping and birds chirping, what a beautiful evening.
When they arrived at the bedroom, Rong Xiangmian saw that Zhou Xianyang was already sweating from his walk and pushed him to take a shower.
Zhou Xian Yang always felt uneasy, he told Xiao Nan to keep an eye on Wang Fei, no matter what, don’t let her leave the garden. He was really afraid, afraid that she would leave again.
He made quick work of it, changed into a light regular dress and came out, quickly walking to the inner room on the west side of the bedroom, where a small desk was set up, and Wangfei was sitting behind it, writing something carefully.
Feiyun Feixue looked at him with an anxious face, wanting to say something but not daring to.
Zhou Xian Yang’s heart was flooded with an unsettling premonition. Walking forward, through the lights on both sides, he only saw a neatly written Yan Style with three big words at the beginning: the Book of Peace and Separation.
“…… A parting of the ways, each one is happy. On the third day of the seventh month of the ninth year of Shengping, I would like to establish a handwritten letter.”
After a moment’s work, she had actually finished writing.
Rong Xiangshi breathed a sigh of relief and put down her pen, gently blowing on the wet ink with a relaxed expression.
For a moment, Zhou Xian Yang thought that she was just copying an ancient person’s handwriting, only that this handwriting happened to be a letter of peace.
Before he could finish deceiving himself, Rong Xiangmian picked up the letter of peace and held it up in front of Xianyang for him to see.
“What do you think, Your Highness, needs to be revised? Why don’t you circle them with your pen and I’ll make a copy.”
Zhou Xian Yang looked at her with disbelief, looking at her without any attachment, without any sadness, finally relieved, and for the second time in his life, he tasted the pain of loss.
The pain of this loss was very different from the loss of his mother, he couldn’t express his feelings, he couldn’t cry and beg, he could only watch. Because this loss was a choice the other had willingly made.
“Is this really what you want?” Zhou Xian Yang asked.
“Yes. I don’t want to be the substitute you begged for anymore.”
“You are no one’s substitute! Xiang Xiang, why don’t you trust me?”
“It’s not a substitute, that’s just a second best choice. Life is a rush of dozens of years, why should you settle for less? One day, you will regret it.”
“You regret marrying me?”
“My marrying you was originally a marriage granted by His Majesty, for the sake of the family’s honor, so how could I regret it? But Your Highness, you can choose not to regret it.”
“What do you want me to choose?”
“Your Highness is so attached to Third Sister, why don’t you deviate for her once? My father will go to the door and ask the eldest princess for permission to let Third Sister and Wen Zhongqing make peace. If the two of us also make peace, you will still have a chance.”
Hearing this, Zhou Xian Yang actually laughed out, “You really dare to think and act.”
“To be able to spend a lifetime with the person you are attached to, even if the world slanders and ridicules you, what is there to fear?”
“You’re making peace with me just so I can be with your third sister?”
“You should have been together, now you are just returning to your original position. Although Third Sister is a bit arrogant, if it wasn’t for the fact that she lost this marriage by mistake with you, she wouldn’t have gotten into trouble because of her grudge. When she gets what she deserves, she will naturally be at peace with each other. I am unwilling to share a husband with my sister, so why don’t you let me leave at my own leisure.”
Rong Xiangmian let go of her hand, and Zhou Xianyang immediately caught the peace letter, looked at it carefully, and in a rare move, called out the full name of the crown princess, “Rong Xiangmian, there’s never been a precedent of a woman making peace from the royal family, do you know that?”
Xiangmian knew that, so she endured step by step, trying, telling herself to be content until today.
“Zhou Xian Yang, you said that if I wanted to reconcile, you would go back to the Ming Palace and let me go. If you really have a little bit of sincerity for me, if the love and affection when you and I were ear to ear wasn’t all fake, can you fulfill me?”
The mockery hanging at the corners of her mouth when she said this almost negated all the warmth and beauty of his time with her.
Zhou Xian Yang recalled the words she said in his arms in the middle of the boudoir, it turned out that at that time, she had already had thoughts of peace and separation, and had been speaking out of turn to test the waters. He thought it was a joke of love at the time of joy.
“So, everything that night was just to coax me, to coax me to let go?” Zhou Xian Yang suppressed his voice, trying not to lose his temper. He glanced at the book of peace and separation again and muttered, “What a ‘one goodbye and two happy lives’.”
After saying this, he gambled and walked out with large strides.
Fei Xue watched Yu Wang walk away in anger, and also saw Xiang Xiang see tightly pursed lips, trying to be calm and composed, she didn’t know where to get a surge of courage, rushed to the bedroom door, shouted at Yu Wang’s back, “Your Highness, don’t believe the girl’s words. Her mouth is not her heart!”
She sees that Yü Wang’s footsteps pause, but he still doesn’t turn around and takes the boat in the direction of the outbound garden.
Rong Xiangmian couldn’t help but laugh as he watched Fei Xue disheveledly leaning against the door and hiding her face, “Fool, why do you need to lose this man for me?”
Feiyun listened to their conversation and guessed a few things, asking, “Miss, does His Highness have any love affair with the third girl?”
Rong Xiangmian smiled helplessly, “Third sister helped him when he was at his most difficult. It’s a pity that creation and fate have been so cruel. Now it’s good that I pushed him, and he doesn’t have to always regret and feel guilty.”
“Is the girl’s heart really generous enough to fulfill them?”
To fulfill them is also to fulfill oneself.
I don’t want to see anything else, but I don’t want the honor of Yu Wangfei, my mother’s title, or even the future of the British Duke’s Office, and I may be coldly mocked for the rest of my life, or I may have to bear the thunderous wrath of the Empress Dowager and His Majesty. ……
The most important thing is to die, death is not afraid, still afraid of what?
After her bath, she asked the two maids to go down early to rest. They were uneasy and took turns guarding her. Xiao Nan also stood not far away, leaning against the porch pillar. Meaning: I can t hear you, but I am watching you.
Let them be. Aimi leaned against the rocking chair outside the bedroom to cool off, not far from the bottom of the steps, the lake water slightly swirled, stirring on the stone, very hypnotic.
She liked the location of the bedroom, on a small island jutting out from the lake.
Rong Xiangmei let the florist plant a piece of Jianlan that her mother liked here as well.
At the moment, lying here felt even more like the Jing Yi Yuan was cool and quiet, with fragrant scents and an open view. The starry sky above is bigger than the one in the royal courtyard. Everywhere water birds and insects, seems to have the pleasure of isolation like a recluse.
Unfortunately can not live a few days, this place does not belong to yourself.
Consistently talk a lot of Flying Snow, at the moment not a word. Rong Xiangxian see in turn to comfort her: “You do not cry and mourn. If you can’t pass this hurdle, I will release your body contract, so that you won’t be implicated. If you are lucky enough to pass, I will have money, and we will be able to find a small courtyard to spend our days in peace and quiet, which is better than being in the Yuhang Mansion and worrying about everything.”
Fei Xue muttered, “Miss, do you really think the Yuhang Mansion has too much to do? I see that you are quite busy.”
“……”
Seeing that Rong Xiang couldn’t say anything to her, she decided to close her eyes and recuperate her mind, when she suddenly heard a cat call, and in the starry night with the help of a little light, she saw that the black cat had actually jumped up onto the stone masonry terrace palace lamp on her left side.
“Why are you here?” Rong Xiangmian curiosity, hanging down his hand, the cat hind feet a stirrup, lightly landed in front of her, come to her hand to take the initiative to ask to touch.
Rong Xiangmian took the back of her hand and gently rubbed the black cat’s forehead, full of irony: “Do you want to follow me?”
Xiao Bei came back and walked up and said, “It went back to the courtyard to eat today, it couldn’t see us and kept purring, so I brought it here.”
Rong Xiangmian’s mind moved, “You guys went back to the royal residence?”
“Yes. Master went to the Buddha Hall and then to the study.”
While speaking, Zhou Xian Yang was already standing at the bottom of the steps, “Give me the fire folders.”
Xiao Bei immediately handed it to King Yu.
“You all go down.”
Xiao Nan, Xiao Bei, and Fei Xue were all a bit uneasy, wanting to persuade them, but knowing that these two people had big ideas and couldn’t be persuaded at all. Hesitatingly, they still went to the back to rest.
The large Jing Yi Yuan, as lively as the daytime, like only two people left.
Rong Xiang see to wait for him to come closer to see, only to realize that his hand is holding that side of the handkerchief, that side of the study window she has seen, he treasured the woman’s handkerchief.
He went back to the royal residence to take the handkerchief.
Just when she thought about this section, the faint light of the fire folders had become brighter and brighter, until a small orange-red flame emerged.
He squatted in front of her, pinched the corner of the handkerchief, and brought the fire folders closer to the bottom end of the handkerchief.
In an instant, the handkerchief burst into flames.