Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 289

"Should I forgive her for this reason?"

"You won't blame her." Mu Feng stroked the beauty on the bed; only they knew the turmoil in his heart.

“I don’t blame her, because there’s no need to blame her. She’s just a stranger to me.” Xi Lingjin’s words were cold, but they were also true.

“She suffered a lot of injustices…” Mu Feng carefully held his sister’s hand, trying not to recall the past when he felt powerless to help.

Is Shen Ziyi my sister?

"To be precise, that's not entirely true; her father is Shen Huanzheng."

Xi Lingjin sighed: It's better not to have killed her family. "How about I let her love me? I don't mind giving her some affection."

Mu Feng looked at the princess in the shadows in astonishment, the only member of the royal family besides the King of Xifeng: "You..."

Xi Lingjin smiled slightly: "I'm getting married, shouldn't I be snuggling in my mother's arms?" Xi Lingjin slowly removed her veil.

Mu Feng quickly lowered his head.

Xi Lingjin chuckled: "What are you afraid of? I'm afraid this face will remind you of her."

"Princess, you mustn't!"

Xi Lingjin looked at her loved one on the bed, then turned to Mu Feng with a charming smile: "Uncle, you're missing out if you don't look at me."

"Your subject dares not." Xi Lingjin smiled even more happily. She sat down next to Murong in place of Mu Feng, and curled her hair, saying, "Actually, I look eight parts like my mother, but I think I look very much like my sister."

"What!" Mu Feng looked up and a face without makeup came into his view.

Mu Feng was shocked: "You...you..."

Mu Feng's expression pleased the proud Xi Lingjin: "Do you think they'll marry me this time?" She, the dignified princess of Xi Ling Kingdom, was being treated like merchandise, tossed around like a commodity. She had never suffered such humiliation in her life. She wanted those men to know that she, Xi Lingjin, was a royal princess; there were only men she didn't want, not a single dead man who dared to look down on her.

"Princess..." Mu Feng was still in shock.

"Tell me, should I choose the Emperor of the Eastern Qing Dynasty or the Prime Minister of the Ministry of Works?"

"This..." He never knew that the princess's appearance would be just like his niece whom he had never met, but... something was still missing... even the most similar things will be different, not to mention that those two men were not people who judged by appearances.

"How about I, the Minister of Works, take this position?"

Mu Feng lowered his head and remained silent: He is not someone you can choose.

"Qianqing is fine too."

Mu Feng shook his head: Everyone in Dongqing knows this man is a womanizer.

"Hehe...hehe...I'm no worse than my sister."

After she finished speaking, Mu Feng nervously looked behind her.

Xi Lingjin turned around, puzzled.

Murong sat up shakily from the bed. She was momentarily stunned when she first saw Xi Lingjin, but quickly recovered and stared blankly out the window.

Mu Feng rushed forward: "Rong'er..."

Murong did not respond. "Rong'er..."

"Let her have some peace and quiet!" Xi Lingjin said, then put on her veil and turned to leave.

She was furious! That woman couldn't possibly not know who she was. Why didn't she say anything? Why didn't she respond? Whether she was surprised or angry, she shouldn't have remained so calm, shouldn't have made her look like a fool! Murong doesn't only have Shen Ziyi as her daughter!

"Rong'er... Jin, she..."

Murong's gaze was unfocused, sometimes sharp, sometimes blank, sometimes excited, sometimes calm, sometimes filled with the beauty of spring flowers, sometimes devoid of rain, snow, wind, and frost...

"Rong'er..."

...

With a stroke of the imperial brush, the sixteenth princess, Xi Lingjin, entered the royal family and was granted the title of Consort.

"Your Majesty..." Fu Hai didn't understand why the Emperor had approved the proposal to postpone it.

"This matter affects the fate of the nation." She must be a princess; to show such disrespect is tantamount to suicide. He has no energy to deal with the national war right now; he just wants to rest, endless rest...

"Where is the Prime Minister?"

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister returned home after the morning court session, and Wei Zhen personally escorted him back."

"Hmm." Even the wise Sikong got lost on his way home. Qianqing shook her head and smiled. Was everyone acting strangely?

The accounts submitted by Su contained obvious errors;

Zi Mo also engaged in smuggling while in the imperial court;

Is he the only one who is strong? Is he the only one who is indifferent? Is he the only one who is heartless? But... his eyes are not working well anymore, and sometimes he has no senses. He hasn't entered his harem for two months.

Seeing that his master was about to get lost in thought again, Fu Hai was afraid that his master would be spacing out for no reason, and even more afraid that his master would just sit there like this all day: "Your Majesty..."

Qianqing was engrossed in reviewing the memorials submitted by his subordinates and issuing his comments.

"emperor……"

Qian Qing is so engrossed in the words that he can truly forget about worldly things.

"Your Majesty..." Fu Hai said urgently, "Your Majesty!"