Why can't we have a comparison?
Yu Zhi didn't know about the others, but she knew her own situation. She loved Xi Xi deeply and couldn't stand being touched by him. It was both unbearable and pleasurable. If possible, she would also like this person to spray her face.
pity……
She glared at someone with a resentful look.
Ji Pingxi felt uneasy under her gaze—was she dissatisfied?
Yuzhi also knew that she had forced herself to do it.
She loved Xi Xi, but Xi Xi loved her beauty. He fawned over her and indulged her, all because he coveted her body.
She was just a concubine who used her looks to please others. When her master was in a good mood, he rewarded her. It was probably because Xi Xi had been treating her too well lately and spoiled her. Things she had never dared to hope for before had come true. What did she have to complain about?
Her tongue swept across her lips, and her heart suddenly raced.
Ji Pingxi couldn't bear to see her like this. In this situation, how could he lie and say that the beauty's skills were poor? He touched his nose and said uncertainly, "Perhaps she's been feeling weak lately?"
Yu Zhi looked over suspiciously and asked softly, "Who's weak?"
"I."
Princess Changyang honestly pointed to herself, willingly admitting that she couldn't win his heart in order to pursue love.
Yu Zhi met her gaze, and after a few moments, she burst out laughing, her eyes sparkling with tiny, watery light: "You're such a smooth talker."
If you are empty-headed, then there is no one in the world who is not empty-headed.
She smiled instantly, and Ji Pingxi's brows relaxed as well: "I can't compare to your extraordinary talent."
"..."
Yu Zhi quietly stepped on her foot.
Those eyebrows are really a bit spoiled.
Princess Changyang was delighted: "I love you just the way you are."
"What kind?"
She swallowed the word "watery" and changed it to "it's got my heart."
Thus, the two of them settled down completely in the newly built princess's residence.
About half an hour after we left Minghua Pond, Princess Yunzhang and her mother arrived.
Liu Boyan's eyes were covered by a white silk blindfold, and she looked like she was still having a tiff with Ji Rong.
Seeing that his aunt hadn't managed to appease the man, Ji Pingxi suddenly felt better.
She wasn't the only one troubled by this, and she felt inexplicably comforted—perhaps because of their shared experience of 'aunt and niece going through thick and thin together,' even her gaze towards the princess softened considerably.
She felt better, but Ji Rong felt terrible. Don't think she couldn't see what her niece was thinking. Precisely because she could see it, she swallowed her bitterness and pretended to be strong.
"Mother."
"Greetings, Mother-in-law!"
Now, Ji Pingxi genuinely regards Yu's mother as his own mother-in-law.
Thinking that she would be beaten to death by her mother-in-law if her secret was exposed, she tried her best to curry favor with Yu Zhi, taking over her job and forcing Ji Rong to give way to her.
She flattered Liu Boyan to the point of being overjoyed, and was extremely satisfied and at ease with her. She praised her to the skies, making Princess Changyang feel guilty. She personally brought over a cold melon and said, "Mother-in-law, please have some."
Ji Rong sneered.
"Your Majesty, please eat too."
Seeing that she was included, Ji Rong, not wanting to stoop to the level of a junior, suppressed her joy and shared the melons grown on the same vine with Yan'er.
"Mother, how are your eyes?"
Liu Boyan was in a great mood and said with a smile, "We've reached a critical point."
Yu Zhi was overjoyed: "Then congratulations in advance on Mother's recovery!"
The mother and daughter chatted and laughed.
Just as some are happy while others are sad, the word "Ji" (季) cannot be written down in a single stroke. Ji Rong pulled her niece, who was filled with worry, into the tea room to talk: "The divine doctor's medical skills are superb..."
She first praised Yao Chenzi as usual, then changed the subject: "You need to prepare in advance."
Liu Boyan was truly fortunate. After being blind for over a decade, she encountered the highly skilled physician Yao Chenzi and finally regained her sight. With her eyes healed, she could no longer hide the truth.
As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Pingxi felt a chill run down his spine.
She finally realized she was falling for him...
If her mother-in-law forbade her from associating with Zhizhi, her heart trembled: "Imperial Aunt!"
Ji Rong raised her hand, guessing what she was going to say, and asked, "How's the situation on your end?"
The way the two of them communicated, like spies from an enemy country, would inevitably make outsiders laugh, but how could Ji Pingxi laugh?
She said with a long face, "Zhizhi doesn't believe my sincerity."
The eldest princess nodded: "Indeed, you have such a big mouth."
He was decisive and left no room for negotiation, and he was also popular with women. The two were of vastly different social statuses, and things didn't go well from the start, so it's no wonder that Zhizhi didn't believe him.
"Yan'er doesn't believe I have no grudges either."
The aunt and niece sighed repeatedly.
To be honest, Ji Rong was indeed troubled by the news that Liu Boyan had married and had a daughter, but what was that thorn compared to the fact that the person he loved was living a good life?
The thorns will soften and eventually disappear.
The people in front of you are the most important.
She wasn't a pedantic person; the blame lay with her for not giving Yan'er enough security.
She lost her family and went blind when she was young. She married a scholar and finally had someone to rely on, but the scholar died young.
Ji Rong had no idea how this mother and daughter had managed to get through all these years; the two of them shared the same problem when it came to matters of love and relationships.
Having lived more than twenty years longer than her niece, she succinctly said, "Rather than saying that Zhizhi doesn't believe in your sincerity, it's more accurate to say that she doesn't believe in herself."
There is a type of person in this world who strives to overcome hardships and endures the coldness of the world, but the only thing they crave is passionate love. When they finally have the chance to hold it in their hands, they are afraid that the dream will eventually end, and where will the honor come from?
It takes time to heal, to see things clearly, and to believe.
Only those who are loved can be fearless.
Compared to Ji Pingxi, who kept digging her own grave and suffering the consequences, Ji Rong's situation was slightly better. In what way was it better?
She's not sarcastic.
On one side, the aunt and niece were having a heart-to-heart talk, while on the other side, Liu Boyan was having a private conversation with her daughter, and every three sentences she spoke mentioned "Xi Xi". Yu Zhi felt her face burning and dared not ask her to continue praising her, so she asked, "Mother, what's going on between you and the Princess?"
Mentioning Ji Rong, Yu's mother's joy faded, replaced by melancholy: "If the Liu family hadn't fallen, I could barely be a match for her..."
The truth is that the Liu family has fallen, and she is no longer a virgin.
When you love someone, you always want to give them the best.
"Has Mother ever considered what is most important in the Princess's heart?"
The answer is self-evident.
Princess Ji Rong, despite her noble status, remains unmarried to this day. For many years, she has been heartbroken over a beautiful figure under the big willow tree. Her deep affection, if not earth-shattering, is certainly far stronger than that of any man in the world.
How could such a person be so shallow?
The principle is one thing, but Liu Boyan couldn't get past her own hurdle. She shook her head and said, "I'm not good enough for her."
Yu Zhi stood there, stunned.
After a while, a faint bitterness was tasted.
If her mother was like that, how could she not be the same?
The mother and daughter were stuck in the same place, unable to find peace. They had entered a dead end and were determined to cause trouble.
Liu Boyan had no intention of disrupting her daughter's and son-in-law's happy life, so she left before dark.
Ji Rong clung to her like a leech. Looking around the capital, who didn't know that after Princess Changyang took a concubine, Princess Yunzhang had fallen in love with the daughter of the Marquis of Zhonglie?
It is said that the Liu family girl was blind, which caused much discussion in the neighborhood.
They talked as they pleased, and Ji Rong did what she needed to do, finding their chatter annoying but not bothered by it.
At that moment, she was pitifully lying by the window. Peonies were planted outside the window. Liu Boyan's eyes were covered with a silk cloth so he couldn't see her. The repeated calls of "Yan'er" entered his ears, and his mind was in turmoil.
“Yan’er, if it weren’t for the twists of fate, you would have married me years ago. Ask your heart, ask ‘her’ if she likes me, if she wants me. Don’t deceive yourself, I’m not a young girl like Xi Xi who is eighteen or nineteen years old.”
At eighteen or nineteen, she could act recklessly as she pleased, and it didn't matter if she was a little slow or clumsy. But she was no longer eighteen or nineteen.
Time waits for no one.
Being too slow and hesitant will cause you to miss out on far too many wonderful things.
Liu Boyan remained silent.
Ji Rong's nose stung, partly because she genuinely wanted to cry, and partly because she wanted to take advantage of the situation. Her voice choked with emotion: "Do you expect me to wait until I'm old and faded before I'll warm your bed?"
These words were so blunt that Liu Boyan's ears immediately turned red, and she scolded, "You have no sense of propriety."
Ji Rong didn't know martial arts and couldn't climb over the window, so she could only obediently lie by the window, barely showing her upper body: "So that's what you really thought, you're so cruel!"
"..."
Liu Boyan was annoyed by her and couldn't help but recall the peerless and carefree Rong Jie from many years ago, thinking: How did she become like this? So... shameless.
It's hard to refuse, and one can't bear to refuse.
She softened, realizing with a start that she actually fell for her act, and awkwardly said, "Why do you choose the window side when there's a door? Come in and talk to me."
Ji Rong smiled gently; her self-inflicted injury had succeeded.
In the bustling summer, the capital was lively and bustling. Princess Changyang, dressed in a snow-white, narrow-sleeved casual dress with snow and plum blossoms embroidered on the front, her long hair tied up with a jade hairpin, and with a light wave of her sleeves, was dashing and elegant. As soon as she appeared on the third floor of Yanbo Pavilion, one could faintly hear gasps of amazement.
She wasn't surprised, and the shopkeeper wisely refrained from getting too close to the princess.
The Holy Maiden of the Northern Region held a wine cup, her eyes half-closed as she watched the crowds outside the window gather and disperse. Ji Pingxi walked up to her and said, "Sister Bai."
Bai Xingyi tilted his head to look at her, then suddenly laughed and said, "It's been so many years, how come you've learned to be 'serious'?"