La pluie printanière est comme du vin, les saules comme de la fumée

Chapitre 31

Feng Xue chuckled inwardly: "They're really arrogant enough."

Situ Xingyun remained smiling, showing no displeasure. He looked at Feng Xue and asked, "Princess, now you can explain, right?"

Feng Xue smiled and stepped forward, rolling up her sleeve slightly to reveal a crystal-clear pear blossom bracelet.

She said, "This pear blossom bracelet was originally chosen by Feng Xue, but coincidentally, the Lord also took a liking to it. So..." Feng Xue told Situ Xingyun the whole story.

Upon hearing this, Situ Xingyun smiled slightly, leaned close to Feng Xue's ear, and jokingly said, "The princess really knows how to make things difficult for others."

Unexpectedly, Situ Xingyun made such a move. His warm breath lingered around her ear, and Feng Xue turned her head away uncomfortably. But when she remembered that Jun Wuhen was still present, she turned her head back and said to Situ Xingyun with slight annoyance, "Your Highness, be mindful of the occasion."

"Oh? Does the princess mean that as long as the occasion is appropriate, it's fine?" She raised an eyebrow.

Feng Xue pursed her lips, then suddenly her eyes flashed and the corners of her lips curved slightly. Through the thin veil, her red lips touched Situ Xingyun's earlobe, her breath as fragrant as orchids.

"Is Your Highness sure you want to continue?"

A faint fragrance wafted towards Situ Xingyun, and the sudden warmth on his earlobe made his eyes deepen. His voice was slightly hoarse: "No."

Feng Xue chuckled softly before creating some distance between herself and him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The End of the Cherry Blossom Quest: Rebirth (Prequel to the Story of the Lovesick Princess)

The mystery surrounding Xia Ying and Feng Xue's relationship will be revealed in a blog post at 3 PM this afternoon. Stay tuned! /u/1273849487

Volume 1: A Folk Heroine's Showdown 7

The conversation between Situ Xingyun and Feng Xue was too quiet for the men in green to hear, as they were speaking too softly. They only saw the intimate actions between the prince and princess, and their faces showed great satisfaction. However, with Jun Wuhen's skill, he could naturally hear it.

His eyes kept flashing with a blue light.

But the moment he touched the pear blossom bracelet on Feng Xue's wrist, the eerie light vanished, and his eyes remained calm and still.

He said, "The princess once promised me that if I could bring Miss Lianxin out without spending a single penny, the pear blossom bracelet would be mine. And just now, I did indeed bring Miss Lianxin out without spending any money."

Feng Xue was overjoyed; her eyes lit up. He... called her Princess, not Queen. Did this mean...?

Situ Xingyun's gaze darkened, his eyes narrowing slightly. He... strongly disliked how he addressed her. Noticing Feng Xue's expression, Situ Xingyun's face grew even more somber.

Looking at Jun Wuhen sideways, even he had to admit that he was a man so outstanding that he could make the world pale in comparison.

Suddenly, Situ Xingyun composed himself and smiled, “In my palace, there is a five-colored silver chain, a tribute from a foreign kingdom, which is priceless and incomparably precious. If Your Majesty is willing, I am willing to exchange the five-colored silver chain for the pear blossom bracelet that Your Majesty has taken a liking to.”

"Heavens! That silver chain is a once-in-a-millennium find!" Overwhelmed with surprise, the woman in green exclaimed in front of everyone, disregarding the occasion. She immediately covered her mouth and cautiously glanced at Situ Xingyun.

Situ Xingyun showed no displeasure, but instead looked at Feng Xue with deep affection, his voice soft and doting: "It's rare that the Princess Consort likes it."

Feng Xue was taken aback; she noticed the change in how he addressed her. Her heart skipped a beat. What did this mean? Did it mean he was acknowledging her as his wife?

"The princess wouldn't go back on her word, would she?"

Feng Xue bit her lip, about to say something, when Situ Xingyun suddenly asked, "Who is Your Excellency going to give the bracelet to?"

Jun Wuhen stared intently at Feng Xue, saying each word slowly and deliberately, "My wife." The unwavering light in his blue eyes seemed to tell her that he would always love only his wife.

Feng Xue's body trembled violently, and her shoulders began to shake slightly, attracting Situ Xingyun's sidelong glance.

She... should have given up long ago...

"princess……"

She... shouldn't have hesitated... shouldn't have had delusions... shouldn't have liked him...

"princess?"

She... had no right to hesitate... to even dream of... liking...

"Your Highness...Your Highness...What's wrong?"

Feng Xue looked up and met a pair of eyes brimming with tenderness and worry. At that moment, she felt his voice was like heavenly music, and his gaze was so gentle that she forgot her sorrow, forgot Jun Wuhen, forgot everything. Her heart stirred, and she couldn't help but call out, "Xingyun..."

Situ Xingyun was taken aback. Hearing her call his name, he felt a little bit of happiness accumulating in his heart. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his eyes were filled with an uncontrollable smile.

"Your Highness, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" The voice was gentle.

Realizing what she had just said, Feng Xue bit her lip in regret and could only nod, "It's probably because I've been out for too long and haven't had a proper rest."

After glancing at Jun Wuhen, whose expression was complicated, Feng Xue remained calm, as if she had come to terms with it. She smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, this pear blossom bracelet is now yours. Feng Xue wishes Your Majesty and your wife a long and happy marriage. On Your Majesty's wedding day, the Royal Palace will certainly present a grand gift."

She was foolish the first time, she was foolish the second time, but she won't be foolish anymore.

She's come to terms with it...

She slid the bracelet off her wrist and tossed it to him.

She streaked through the air in a bright arc, disappearing into the sky along with her former admiration and affection.

Jun Wuhen stared straight at her; her eyes held a serene tranquility, as if all things had returned to nature.

He smiled bitterly to himself. Wasn't this the effect he wanted? But he felt a bitterness about to fill his heart.

Taking the bracelet, still warm from her touch, Jun Wuhen clasped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

The word "Princess" marked the beginning of a new boundary.