L'histoire destructrice de mari d'une impitoyable médecin légiste - Chapitre 34
“Brother Jin is already fourteen and will be getting married in two years. How can you still be so childish? If you leave the palace, you will definitely suffer a great loss with your childishness.” Jun Chi’s delicate face showed a mature disapproval.
Zi Jin picked up her brush and ink, mischievously fiddling with Luan Junchi's meticulously styled hair before chuckling and writing: "Marriage is the tomb of love. Only that pig-headed Crown Prince would be so foolish as to marry so young. What's wrong with my temperament? Only someone like me can live a carefree and long life. Besides, I have you and Yu Luo by my side, so what do I have to fear? Perhaps... in our past lives, we made a promise to each other before the Bridge of Helplessness, so everyone has their destined one. In this vast world, amidst the changing times, a turn of the head, a glance, and we will always meet."
“Destiny… among all living beings… a turn of the head… a glance?…” Jun Chi lowered his head with a solemn expression, lost in thought.
Zi Jin chuckled and patted Jun Chi's head, writing: "You're still a child, yet this palace has deprived you of so much you should have had. If you have the chance in the future, would you be willing to leave the palace with me? To roam freely, to the ends of the earth, to explore the world?"
Jun Chi suddenly raised his head, a look of confusion appearing in his bright and lively eyes: "The vast sky and the boundless sea... the ends of the earth...?"
Zi Jin smiled faintly and took Jun Chi's hand. Jun Chi's eyes were full of confusion: "The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the scenery is picturesque. Why should we live in this cage and bury our lives?"
Jun Chi suddenly snapped out of his daze, his eyes filled with panic. He rushed into Zi Jin's arms, holding her tightly, his whole body trembling violently: "Brother Jin... in this world, only you are willing to treat me sincerely."
Zi Jin gently embraced Jun Chi, stroking his long hair and thin back, her heart aching, her eyes gradually reddening: Jun Chi... just how much suffering have you endured...
"What are you doing!"
Zi Jin and Jun Chi both looked up at the same time and saw the person who had arrived—Crown Prince Jun Lin, who was to be married the next day. The two quickly separated, and Zi Jin gave Yu Luo and Xi Bao, who were kneeling by the door, a reproachful look.
Xi Bao and Yu Luo looked back at Zi Jin with slightly aggrieved expressions, both looking helpless.
"Your subject... greets Your Highness the Crown Prince..." Jun Chi hurriedly bowed to Jun Lin, stuttering again due to excessive nervousness.
Zi Jin looked reluctant and followed Jun Chi to perform the palace ceremony.
Why would the crown prince of a country be so petty? Didn't he just get slapped twice back then? Over the years, he has taken back more than just two slaps from himself. Why is he still so hung up on those two slaps after all these years?
Your Highness, you are, after all, the Crown Prince, the legitimate son of the former Empress, showered with love and affection, and the future Emperor. How could you be so petty and narrow-minded?
Jun Lin lowered his eyes expressionlessly and walked to Zi Jin and Jun Chi's side: "Tomorrow is my wedding day, are you aware of that?" His voice was cold and devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
"Your Majesty, I have already prepared... the congratulatory gifts. Everything is ready. Please... please put your mind at ease," Jun Chi replied timidly, bowing his head.
Jun Lin's phoenix eyes flickered, and he stared intently at Zi Jin, saying, "And what about you?"
Zi Jin's face darkened slightly. She suddenly looked up and met Jun Lin's gaze without fear: "You shameless pig-headed prince, how can someone come to your wedding asking for a wedding gift? I never planned to go, so why should I prepare a gift?"
"You weren't prepared?" Jun Lin's phoenix eyes narrowed into slits, flashing with a dangerous light.
"Your Highness, please don't be angry. Your subject and I will go and make preparations immediately." Seeing Zi Jin and Jun Lin facing off, Jun Chi was afraid that Zi Jin would suffer another loss, so he quickly said.
Jun Lin withdrew his gaze, said nothing more, and walked directly to the desk in front of where Zi Jin and Jun Chi were standing, seemingly casually glancing at the things on the desk.
Zi Jin's expression changed slightly, her heart filled with despair: the things she and Jun Chi had just written were still on the table! It seemed to mention "Pig-Headed Prince." God! Are you kidding me?! This pig-headed guy is clearly here to cause trouble; if he sees it again, she'll be in for another beating!
Jun Lin's hands trembled slightly as he crumpled the note into a ball and glared fiercely at Zi Jin with narrowed phoenix eyes.
Zi Jin dared not meet his gaze, her head drooping: It's all over! This pig-headed prince definitely has pre-wedding depression. She'd never seen him like this, even when they were fighting all the time; how could a single word like "pig-headed prince" have driven him to this?
"Are you saying that starting tomorrow, I will have already fallen into that grave?! Fine! Fine!... You mute, tell me what love is? What is affection?! What grave?! What is a destined person?!" Jun Lin's voice was unusually suppressed and gloomy, and his phoenix eyes were already bloodshot.
Jun Chi, his face pale, quickly stepped forward and subtly blocked Zi Jin's path, saying, "Your Highness, why get angry over such a trivial matter? It was just a few words spoken in jest."
Jun Lin shoved Jun Chi away, her bloodshot phoenix eyes glaring fiercely at Zi Jin: "A destined person?! Even a mute can have a destined person? In this deep palace, if I hadn't deliberately let you go, who do you think would have protected you until now? Was it that palace maid Yu Luo? Or this useless stutterer?! I've never believed in destiny, nor do I believe in any preordained agreement, but what I don't have, I will never let anyone else have!"
Zi Jin pulled Jun Chi, who had been pushed to the ground, to her feet and shielded him behind her, glaring back at Jun Lin with fiery eyes: "It's no use if you don't believe me. Everyone has a destined person, but you don't! You are the Crown Prince, yet you don't have one! And you will be the King in the future, yet you still won't have one! It's destined that you will have nothing! You are destined to have nothing!"
"Fine! Fine! You!... Fine! Fine! Fine... The world is vast, the ends of the earth are the horizon, the martial world is the limit, right?... Right? You scoundrels!... You scoundrels!... You didn't even prepare a wedding gift for my wedding, clearly you don't respect me! Guards! Slap me!" Jun Lin suddenly turned around, tightly closed her phoenix eyes, then opened them, breathing heavily.
After Jun Lin finished speaking, four eunuchs and two guards filed in, grabbed Zi Jin, and slapped her hard across the face. Jun Chi struggled to step forward but was held down by the guards.
Yu Luo and Xi Bao, who had been kneeling, were extremely anxious and pleaded at the same time, "Please, Your Highness, spare my master."
Jun Lin suddenly turned around and kicked the eunuch who was slapping her face hard: "You bastard! Slap Jun Chi for me!"
Upon hearing that Jun Chi was to be hit, Zi Jin's eyes blazed with fury. She glared at Jun Lin with hatred, her teeth grinding together.
Upon hearing this, Jun Chi stopped struggling. The little eunuch raised his hand, glanced at Jun Lin, and then hesitated before lowering it.
Jun Lin gave the little eunuch a sharp look, and the little eunuch no longer hesitated and whipped him vigorously.
After two slaps, Zi Jin watched helplessly as five finger marks appeared on Jun Chi's delicate face, which was now red and swollen.
Jun Lin's face was unusually pale. He closed his eyes tightly and listened quietly to the sound of the slaps.
Yu Luo and happy Bao were secretly anxious, but had no good solution.
"Stop!" A crisp voice rang out at the doorway. Princess Xile, dressed in a blue robe with gold trim, stood proudly at the door, a hint of anger on her alluring face.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zi Jin suddenly turned her face and bit the arm of the eunuch who was holding her. The eunuch screamed and released Zi Jin.
"Your Highness is getting married tomorrow, why are you still so leisurely?" west Le walked over slowly, a faint smile on her face.
"My affairs are none of a foreign princess's business!" Jun Lin's face grew even more gloomy.
"What major event caused His Highness the Crown Prince to unleash his fury and engage in a violent fight in the small Taiping Pavilion?" west Le sat next to Jun Lin, a bewitching smile on her face. "Xi Bao, tell me."
"Your Highness, tomorrow is His Highness the Crown Prince's wedding, and my master has not yet prepared a wedding gift, which has angered His Highness." Xi Bao glanced at Jun Lin and replied timidly.
"Tsk tsk... This is truly a heinous crime. No wonder His Highness the Crown Prince resorted to violence." west Le's lips curled into a sarcastic smile as he feigned surprise and sighed.
Having broken free from the eunuch's grip, Zi Jin was now holding Jun Chi and comforting him, her dark eyes filled with resentment as she glared at Jun Lin.
Beneath the wide, dark red sleeves, Jun Lin clenched his fists, watching Zi Jin's every move, his phoenix eyes growing increasingly cold.
Seeing Jun Lin's reaction, Xi Le's smile grew even brighter: "Little mute, why aren't you going to prepare a congratulatory gift for the Crown Prince?"
Zi Jin patted Jun Chi, who was trembling, a few times, smiled reassuringly, then got up angrily and walked to the desk, writing: No matter how good or bad my congratulatory gift is, Your Highness the Crown Prince must not harm anyone in my Taiping Pavilion.