The impoverished mother and daughter were invited to a restaurant. They looked hungry and cold. She politely invited them to eat at the same table. They were shocked by their shabby clothes and thanked her quite politely.
At the time, Miss Wei paid no attention to the words "unforgettable", and how could she have imagined that the woman she had rescued in her second life would actually come to her bedside to express her gratitude?
She held onto that slender waist, not daring to exert any force.
Yu Zhi leaned softly against her shoulder, her body seemingly boneless: "I like it..."
Because of affection, one will be obedient to everything and cherish it all the more.
Her voice was hoarse and soft, as light as willow catkins drifting in the spring air. Ji Pingxi was distracted and didn't hear her clearly. When he asked again, Yu Zhi refused to say anything.
like.
I like being treated this way.
I love this close bond.
I like someone to the core, and I want to say it out loud, but I don't dare to say it out loud.
Having a crush on someone is a very painful thing.
She was terrified that her feelings would be rejected.
Her eyes were red at the corners, her long eyelashes held glistening tears, and her slender legs hung limply. She was beautiful no matter how you looked at her, making one marvel that such a captivating beauty could exist in the world without even realizing it.
A bead of sweat hung on her pointed chin, threatening to fall. Ji Pingxi lightly wiped it away with his fingertips, then held her close and said some lewd things, which made Yu Zhi lift her eyelids and glare at him reproachfully.
This further fueled the fire.
Compared to the intelligent and capable princess, Yu Zhi came from a poor family and had to support her family since childhood. She was more sentimental and her eyes, which were full of emotions, would suddenly show a touch of sadness: the closer you are, the harder it is to let go.
But there are too many rivals in love.
Compared to the Holy Maiden of the Northern Region, and compared to those beauties born into noble families, she knew her status was lowly.
Even though her maternal grandfather was posthumously granted the title of First-Rank Marquis by His Majesty, in front of Ji Pingxi, she was still that flower girl struggling in Liushui Lane who needed to be saved.
This is Yuzhi's embarrassment and helplessness.
If she had a choice, she would also like to appear radiant and beautiful in front of her beloved.
Rather, not a concubine.
Overwhelmed with joy, she took the opportunity to cry her heart out, leaving everyone bewildered.
Ji Pingxi lifted her chin, and the usually composed man frowned at the sight and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yu Zhi looked at her with teary eyes, unable to describe the feeling in her heart. Perhaps she had tasted the sweetness this person had given her and couldn't help but lose her composure.
Humans are inherently greedy.
If someone gives her three points of kindness, she can't help but think of six, eight, or even nine points.
She sobbed, tears streaming down her face.
Ji Pingxi carefully considered her reaction, a look of doubt appearing in her eyes: based on her experience, there was no reason why Zhizhi should feel uncomfortable.
She blinked. Yu Zhi didn't want to say much, but she liked her rascality. The pent-up frustration and fantasies in her heart suddenly broke down. She sniffed, her legs still trembling, and said in a pitiful voice, "More..."
Like a child crying for candy.
Princess Changyang's heart was struck unexpectedly, her heart pounding and unable to respond. She stared blankly at the beauty in her arms, feeling that the situation was getting out of control.
Otherwise, how do you explain her pounding heart?
Yu Zhi pressed her cheek against her heart, and the sound of her heartbeat soothed her and stopped her tears.
The candlelight reflected her tears as she looked over blankly. Ji Pingxi wouldn't let her look, pressing her down for a kiss.
A gentle evening breeze swept by, scattering peach blossoms all over the ground.
As dawn broke, Yu Zhi bit her lip, recalling her loss of control the previous night. She pounded her fist on the side of her pillow, and finally covered her face—she really, really was so pathetic!
They can't resist wanting more when given a little treat, and they want to be pampered when given a little treat.
"Aunt?"
Hearing the commotion, Jin Shi, who was guarding the outer room, called out softly.
Yu Zhi responded, then realized her voice was hoarse. She tried to clear her throat, and her ears and neck instantly flushed red.
Jinshi and Yinding secretly covered their mouths and laughed in the outer room.
Yu Zhi, feeling utterly hopeless—this wasn't the first time she'd acted this way—calmed down and asked, "Where's Xi Xi?"
"He's practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard."
...
"What kind of swordsmanship are you practicing?"
Princess Yunzhang looked at the flurry of petals and couldn't help but feel sorry for these beautiful flowers and plants: "Who bothered you so early in the morning?"
Ji Pingxi, dressed in white, gracefully sheathed her sword. She was beautiful, and when she spoke properly, she truly looked like a fairy from another world—a deceptive facade indeed.
She frowned: "I think..."
"What do you think?" Ji Rong walked over.
"It seems..." She clutched her chest, a faint red mark still visible on the side of her neck.
Seeing her like this, Ji Rong was dying of jealousy. Look at other people's families, they have passionate nights and eat meat every meal, while she? She can't even get soup!
Holding hands is a delightful surprise, how pitiful and pathetic is this in comparison?
She immediately looked at Ji Pingxi with a disdainful expression, feeling that she must have lost her mind to come here so early in the morning to care about her future son-in-law and deliberately seek to be bullied.
Ji Pingxi was unaware of her current fervent envy. Her fingers idly plucked a leaf. Ji Rong looked at the flower bush that had been almost completely stripped bare by her and said irritably, "What's all this stammering about?"
Princess Changyang opened her mouth with a serious expression, but hesitated before speaking, "It's nothing, it's just..."
She spoke haltingly, but thankfully the princess was patient and, thinking that he was, after all, her future son-in-law, she calmed down and listened to her.
"She looks so beautiful when she cries..."
Ji Rong: "..."
Are you crazy?!
What heinous thing did she do to provoke this 'lonely old woman'? How despicable!
Princess Changyang, half-fallen in love, seemed oblivious to knowing when to stop. Reflecting briefly on the passionate night before, she casually delivered a devastating blow:
"Never mind, my royal aunt probably wouldn't understand."
Ji Rong kicked her in anger: "Do you think this princess doesn't want to understand?!"
"Royal Aunt."
Suddenly, someone's face turned serious.
Ji Rong gritted her teeth and spat out a single word: "Speak!"
Ji Pingxi touched her kicked calf, raised her face, and let the morning breeze blow through her long hair. She said softly, "Do you think Zhizhi loves me?"
The princess suddenly perked up, realizing she had something to say about this. She chuckled, "So this day has come for you too?"
She looked around and, not seeing Liu Boyan, said with relief, "What do you think your relationship with her is? It's just a simple money transaction, money and goods exchanged, do you expect her to be sincere?"
"What a joke! How could my precious daughter possibly be in love with you? Think about the scoundrels you've done. You talk about romance in the brothel, but outside of that brothel, you're just a stepping stone. Don't worry, even if every woman in the world died, not a single one would be attracted to you."
"..."
Each sentence was more unpleasant than the last, and Ji Pingxi's face turned cold as he turned and left.
Chapter 80 A Moment of Emotion
"What kind of talk is that, Your Majesty?"
In Gan Ning Palace, Princess Changyang complained to the Empress: "Did I ask anything too outrageous? My imperial aunt couldn't win the heart of her beloved, so she took her anger out on me. If it were someone with a fragile heart, they probably would have jumped into the moat by now."
Yan Xiu was amused by her daughter, peeled a lychee and fed it to her. Ji Pingxi took a big bite and bit off half of the fruit. One cheek bulged slightly, revealing her red lips and white teeth. What a charming girl.
"Don't talk nonsense."
"How could I be talking nonsense?"
Ji Yunzhang's words were sharp and cutting, each one like a knife stabbing into her heart. She was listless, looking like an eggplant covered in frost in autumn: "Mother, do you think Zhizhi loves me?"
"How would your mother know whether she loves you or not?" Yan Xiu watched her daughter's antics with amusement, her eyes crinkling. "She's just a concubine. Aren't we just treating her like a plaything? Why are you suddenly concerned about the feelings of a mere plaything?"
Having just encountered a tough situation with her imperial aunt, and then being subtly attacked by her own mother upon returning, Ji Pingxi couldn't bear it. She even stopped eating lychees, her expression melancholy: "How would I know?"
Love and romance are mysterious things; how could she know that she had become bewitched and fallen in love?
She pursed her lips, thinking about how that person had shamelessly sprayed her face with water the night before, and couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.
Seeing her so deeply in love, the Empress suddenly sighed: "My daughter, whom I just found, has already fallen for someone else without me even realizing it."
She had noticed something a few months earlier, otherwise she wouldn't have given the jade bracelet to Yu Zhi.
Having lived in the Wei family for eighteen years, Xi Xi witnessed the coldness of human relationships and the distortion of love. Having seen so much, she no longer believed in love, which caused her and A Ying a great headache. Unexpectedly, she suddenly became enlightened.
Yan Xiu patted her head affectionately: "Why don't you go ask her?"
"Ask her?" She shook her head vigorously: "How can that be?"
She couldn't say what was wrong with her.
"Then there's nothing I can do."
Ji Pingxi asked incredulously, "Even Mother couldn't do anything?"
Yan Xiu smiled and said, "Your mother only has a way to deal with your father."
"..."
Caught off guard by his own mother's display of affection, Ji Pingxi was extremely annoyed, and more or less understood how the Princess felt.
"I wonder if Zhizhi is doing well at the Yu family's house..."
"What bad thing has ever happened in your own home?"
Ji Pingxi glanced at her, then simply shut up, thinking to himself: "My mother is content with just love, how could she understand my sorrow?"