Ji Pingxi glanced at her, the truth swirling around her lips, but her strong survival instinct finally made her learn to be tactful: "Maybe it's because I have a sharp tongue?"
Yu Zhi suddenly realized, her eyes filled with the meaning of "You really are a smart aleck."
Princess Changyang blinked dejectedly: Isn't it because you dislike me and don't try to win me over with your charm that you're so angry?
You can't speak the truth.
The two of them hugged each other and fell asleep. In the middle of the night, Ji Pingxi woke up halfway through a beautiful dream, wincing in pain from a toothache.
His long legs pressed down on the woman's restless legs, and he took a deep breath.
That's all.
How can I divorce the wife I've chosen?
Her Highness was experiencing both pain and pleasure.
He kissed Yu Zhi's lips in revenge, and after a few kisses, he became addicted, leaving Yu Zhi's lips slightly swollen by dawn.
The prince, who had done the wrong thing, clutched his calf, which no longer hurt, and accused the villain first: "You kicked me again!"
"..."
Yu Zhi felt guilty and couldn't even bring herself to say "You're so lecherous" out loud.
"Does it hurt a lot?" She bent down and gently blew on her beloved's unfortunate calf. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her skin was as smooth as jade. This lowered head was the most captivating thing.
Ji Pingxi stared wide-eyed.
In the end, Yu Zhi, who was in a daze, didn't even know how she went from blowing on her calves to that point. Her tongue licked the moist red, drawing out the clear, sweet water, which she obediently swallowed.
She roughly understood that Xi Xi liked her this way.
She likes it too.
It's just a useless tongue.
In the latter half of the day, the princess was quiet and reserved in front of the servants. Jinshi and Yinding were puzzled as to why their mistress was so strict today.
With Ji Pingxi around, Yu Zhi's position as the mistress of the house was secure. Even later on, when the princess went out to entertain her friends from the martial arts world, she had to get her husband's permission.
The two of them lived a vibrant and fulfilling life.
In late September, a rather heavy rain fell in Beijing.
Yao Chenzi met with his friends on a rainy day. Ji Pingxi pointed to a secret scroll from the martial arts world and asked, "What exactly is this number one miraculous pill in the world? Even the Rejuvenation Pill has to come in second."
The Resurrection Pill is said to be able to snatch people away from the King of Hell. When Zhizhi was stabbed through the neck by Gu Chenzi's sword and was on the verge of death, it was this pill that saved her.
If the second most miraculous elixir in the world has such miraculous effects, then what must the number one elixir be so alluring?
Yao Chenzi waved his hand and laughed, "Don't think about it, we'll never see each other in this lifetime anyway."
"Unable to see it?"
Ji Pingxi did not believe it.
The world is under the control of the royal family. Unable to get an answer from Yao Chenzi, she went to the palace to ask for clarification.
In the Imperial Study, His Majesty was chatting casually with his beloved daughter, who had just gotten married. When he heard the phrase "the most miraculous elixir in the world," Ji Ying's expression turned strange: "Why did you suddenly ask about that?"
"I'm curious, does our royal family have any news about the first pill?"
"No."
"Oh." Ji Pingxi asked out of pure curiosity, and when he couldn't get an answer, he simply put the matter out of his mind.
Not long after she left, Ji Ying pondered for a while and then instructed Yang Ruo: "Go and deliver that secret scroll to the princess's residence."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
...
It's still raining outside.
The inner room was brightly lit by candlelight.
Ji Pingxi held the dossier sent by his father, the emperor, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise at a certain passage: "There really is a miraculous elixir that can make women pregnant?!"
Yu Zhi was making the bed when she heard this and turned around: "What?"
"Come and take a look."
"On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, foreign envoys came to the court and presented divine objects..."
The file rustled as she turned to another page, pointing to a line of small print: "The divine object is a rare elixir. Unfortunately, it is only half a elixir, so its efficacy is halved."
"The elixir can be called the most miraculous elixir in the world. If a woman takes it, another woman will become pregnant."
"Furthermore, the changes in heaven and earth are far greater than they were a thousand years ago. Since it is a divine object, it cannot be obtained by anyone but those with great fortune. The Holy Emperor obtained it by divine mandate, consumed it, and after several years of effort, finally enabled the Empress to conceive."
Ji Pingxi's breath caught in his throat. His father's breathtakingly handsome face flashed before his eyes. He murmured, "No wonder..."
No wonder his father and mother accepted his marriage so well.
The wise and mighty emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty was actually a woman.
Yu Zhi suppressed her shock and asked in bewilderment, "Then... how did the Crown Prince arrive?"
Ji Pingxi jolted awake as she opened the file again.
Turning to the very last page reveals Ji Ying's handwritten words—
“In ancient times, twins in royal families were considered an omen of misfortune. One was hidden and the other was revealed as a way to avoid misfortune and protect one’s life.”
This statement is straightforward, yet it appears extremely subtle in this context.
If the emperor's father were a woman, and he had given birth to her with the most extraordinary elixir in the world, there would have been no way a crown prince would have appeared.
But the Emperor's words here clearly tell her that her grandmother gave birth to twins in the Hehuan Palace.
Conceal one, reveal one.
Celadon glaze... was it produced by the Emperor's uncle?
This is truly a royal secret; if it were leaked, who knows what kind of storm it would cause.
After reading the file, Ji Pingxi covered it with fire.
As she watched the dossier containing royal secrets burn to ashes, her heart slowly returned to its place. She turned to Yu Zhi and said, "Let's pretend we don't know anything about this, but... we should still go to the palace tomorrow."
We can't pretend we know nothing.
At least I should see that royal uncle who might still be alive.
At dawn, after breakfast, Yuzhi and the princess went to the palace to pay their respects to the emperor and empress.
After the morning court session, Ji Ying rushed to Gan Ning Palace to play chess with the Empress.
The chief eunuch Yang Ruo whispered, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the princess and her consort have arrived."
Ji Ying didn't even look up: "Please come in."
"Your subject greets Your Majesty and Your Majesty."
"stand up."
Ji Ying laughed and threw away the chess piece, losing another game to the Queen.
Yang Ruo and the Empress's head maid led the palace servants out in single file.
The Emperor and Empress had discussed this matter during their intimate conversation that night, so it was not surprising that the two of them came.
Yan Xiu raised her eyes: "You all know?"
"knew."
"How do you feel?" the Empress asked with a smile.
Upon suddenly learning that his father was not his father but his mother, and that the Holy Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty was a woman, Ji Pingxi touched his nose and smiled shyly: "Feels... pretty good?"
Her 'father' was a woman who broke out of the cold palace like the Hehuan Palace, distinguished himself, defeated a group of brothers who had a great chance of winning, ascended to the throne, and became the ultimate winner.
Not only that, he also won the heart of a beautiful woman.
That's really impressive.
Her words were mostly teasing, but the Empress looked at her daughter with doting eyes and didn't hold it against her. She turned to her daughter-in-law and asked, "Zhizhi, what about you?"
Yu Zhi exclaimed, "Son, I haven't recovered yet, but... Father must have had a very difficult time these past years."
Disguising herself as a man could lead to utter ruin if she wasn't careful; she definitely couldn't do it.
Ji Ying smiled and said, "Alright, come with me to see your royal uncle. He's been living in the palace for a long time and misses you all very much."
The siblings of the Ji family have shared both glory and hardship, and it is through this shared experience that they have achieved their current peace and tranquility.
Past memories swept through Ji Ying's mind like a breeze. Her eyes welled up with tears as she smiled and said, "You must be filial to your royal uncle and treat him with the same respect and devotion you show to me."
...
Inside the Golden Palace, candlelight flickered, and the man dressed in white was dazzlingly handsome, as if he were the darling of the heavens.
Seeing him laughing heartily, the woman beside him smiled too: "What did you dream about?"
Ji Ying said gently, "I dreamt of the time I spent with my younger sister in the Hehuan Palace back then."
The Hehuan Palace, though a well-known cold palace, was a quiet and warm place where his family could enjoy each other's company.
The brother and sister spent their entire childhood there.
The younger sister was 'unseen by others' and lived in the shadows. He could only know she was still alive through the grasshoppers he saw every day.
When he met with misfortune and had to hide himself, he finally understood the hardships she had endured over the years.
My younger sister is a very capable girl. She dared to kill someone when she was only eight years old to avenge the loss of his arm and eye.
The ruthlessness with which she charged out from the shadows with a knife always stirred up deep emotions and awe in him whenever he thought of it.
The villain died under a hail of knives, and Ji Ying, the elder brother, was rendered a cripple. The younger sister, a girl, resolutely embarked on the path to imperial power.
The Road to Imperial Power is also known as the Road to the Underworld. Those who walk this road must be prepared to die without fear in order to find a glimmer of hope in Poland's perilous crisis.
My younger sister does it better than him.
Much better.
Doors opened one by one, and Ji Ying walked in from afar: "Royal brother, look who I've brought?"