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Li Ge chuckled, then gazed into Qingyun's eyes and said earnestly, "Woman, all I see in my eyes is Qingyun, and nothing but her."

Qingyun was taken aback, but then she understood what he meant and smiled.

Li Ge's lips curled up slightly. After staring at Qing Yun for a long time, he said, "Woman, let's dance a few more times!"

Seeing the tenderness spreading across Li Ge's eyes, Qing Yun nodded.

With sleeves fluttering and graceful twirling, her hair swaying gently and her skirt billowing, she seemed to be walking on clouds, pear blossoms fluttering, her smile as beautiful as a flower, like a celestial being.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a graceful woman danced amidst a shower of pear blossoms, captivating even Li Ge.

After the dance, Qingyun smiled sweetly at Lige, her eyes sparkling like fireworks.

Li Ge couldn't help but recite Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River": "Her figure was perfectly proportioned, neither too slender nor too plump. Her shoulders were like those of a sculpted figure, her waist as slender as a silken thread. Her neck was long and graceful, her skin fair and radiant. She needed no adornment, no makeup. Her hair was piled high like clouds, her eyebrows were long and delicate. Her lips were bright red, her teeth were white and gleaming, her eyes were bright and expressive, and her dimples were charming. Her beauty was exquisite and elegant, her demeanor serene and composed. Her gentle charm and graceful manner were captivating, even in her words."

Qingyun blushed instantly, the rosy cheeks even more captivating than the fiery sunset behind her.

Volume 3: Truth and Falsehood in the Palace - Situ Xingzhi 7

After a long while, Li Ge smiled and said softly, "Happy birthday, woman."

Many years later, when Qingyun recalls this scene, she can't help but smile. The farewell song back then was just so adorable.

The Imperial Palace, the Snow Palace.

Qingyun yawned wearily as she stepped into the Snow Palace. There, she found a large group of palace maids kneeling in formation, with Situ Xingyun sitting on a sandalwood chair with his back to her.

She paused, suddenly recalling a similar situation that seemed to have occurred when she was still the Princess of Pingyan. She remembered Situ Xingyun saying in a somber tone from the darkness, "Princess, have you returned from your walk?"

She wondered if she would be greeted with a voice saying, "Xue'er, you're back?"

Just as she was thinking this, a deep male voice immediately rang out in the hall.

"Xue'er, are you finally willing to come back?"

Qingyun frowned slightly and replied calmly, "You said I could leave the palace freely."

Where did Xue'er go?

"You promised not to inquire about my whereabouts. Your Majesty, a ruler's word is law!"

Qingyun glanced at the palace maids kneeling on the ground, then at Qingyi and Qianghui kneeling in front of her, and her brows furrowed naturally. "Xingyun must have something to say to me! You may all leave now!"

Several palace maids stirred, but dared not retreat until Situ Xingyun waved his hand, at which point they hurriedly said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you, Princess."

After the palace maids had all left, Qingyun glanced at Situ Xingyun, who still refused to face her directly, and said indifferently, "If Xingyun has nothing to say, then I will go and rest first."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to go into the room.

At this moment, Situ Xingyun turned around, stared intently at Qingyun, and said in a muffled voice, "Xue'er..."

Qingyun sighed inwardly, then turned back around. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Situ Xingyun's amazed gaze.

In the dim candlelight, Qingyun's eyes shimmered with a gentle, sparkling light.

"Her figure was perfectly proportioned, neither too slender nor too plump. Her shoulders were like those of a sculpted figure, her waist as slender as a silken thread. Her neck was long and graceful, her skin fair and radiant. She needed no adornment, no makeup. Her hair was piled high like clouds, her eyebrows long and delicate. Her lips were bright red, her teeth white and gleaming, her eyes bright and expressive, her dimples charming. Her beauty was exquisite, her demeanor serene and composed. Her gentle charm and graceful manner were captivating, her words alluring."

Naturally, Situ Xingyun thought of Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River".

Qingyun was taken aback, and couldn't help but marvel at the power of blood ties. The younger brother had barely spoken when the older brother echoed him. The bond of blood is truly wondrous!

Suddenly, a glint flashed in Situ Xingyun's eyes, the look of amazement vanishing instantly, replaced by intense jealousy. His Xue'er must have spent the whole day with Xingzhi!

"Xingyun, what do you want to tell me?"

Situ Xingyun snapped out of his reverie, a gentle light immediately appearing in his eyes. He said softly, "Xue'er, happy birthday."

Qingyun gave a faint smile, her expression as gentle as still water. She replied softly, "Thank you." After a pause, she yawned slightly. "I'm tired, I want to sleep."

After speaking, seeing Situ Xingyun's stunned expression, she yawned again and slowly strolled back to her room.

Situ Xingyun was stunned when Qingyun's lips twitched. When he came to his senses, his face was filled with ecstatic joy. He excitedly said to Eunuch Tao beside him, "Eunuch Tao, did you see that? She smiled at me! Xue'er smiled at me! Hehe..."

His dark, jade-like eyes sparkled with the satisfied smile of a child receiving candy.

Eunuch Tao stared blankly at the satisfaction on Situ Xingyun's face, suddenly realizing how formidable Princess Xiangxue was. He hesitated for a moment, then spoke up: "Your Majesty, what should we do with those things?"

Immediately, Situ Xingyun's face darkened as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water. He said in a gloomy tone, "Throw them all away."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Eunuch Tao replied calmly on the surface, but tears were streaming down his face. Those items were priceless; he had spent countless days collecting them from various places for Princess Xiangxue's birthday.

"Prepare the carriage and return to the palace!"

After stepping out of the Snow Palace, Situ Xingyun glanced back at it. Suddenly, his fists clenched. He made a decision in his heart—

He wants to bestow a marriage upon Xingzhi!

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