Вдовствующая императрица Сяосюань

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Ru Feng couldn't bear to see her self-pity and quickly said, "Sister, don't say that. You are talented and beautiful, the most beautiful and talented woman in Yuezhou City. You are in no way inferior to the ladies of the capital. If Yu Jue doesn't like you, it's his loss. He must be blind. But I think Yu Jue seems to like you."

Ru Xue's blush faded slightly, and she sighed unconsciously, saying, "Brother, you don't understand. Do you think I don't know whether the Second Prince likes me or not? I'm already so old, I don't ask for anything. I just wish to stay by his side for a long time."

Ru Feng frowned immediately and said, "Sister, haven't I said it many times already? You're still very young in my eyes, there's no need to talk about being old or too old. Besides, that guy Yu Jue is a member of the royal family, he'll definitely marry many wives in the future. Sister, you should think carefully, are you willing to share a husband with others? Since you feel that Yu Jue doesn't have you in his heart, then you might as well find someone else. There are so many trees in the world, why hang yourself under this crooked tree of Yu Jue? If I were a woman, I would find someone who would only marry me, who would love and cherish me." As she spoke, she thought of Mu Wenchen. If he really took a concubine one day, she would castrate him! No, he's a prince. Even if she couldn't castrate him, she would still find other ways to make him suffer. In any case, she would never submit to him.

Ru Xue sighed softly again: "Brother, you are a man, how can you know the suffering of us women? Besides, I can't let him go anymore."

Ru Feng said decisively, "Sister, why don't you just take a gamble? Come with me today and ask Yu Jue directly what he thinks of you. If he says he doesn't like you and will never marry you, then give up on that idea and shift your focus to other men. Like you said, a woman's youth is limited and can't be wasted!"

Ru Xue opened her lips, her hands tightly clutching the handkerchief Ru Feng had given her, but she still didn't agree.

"How about this, if you can't make up your mind today, why don't you ask him at the flower viewing banquet a few days later? I'm getting tired of seeing you keep dragging this out," Ru Feng suggested again, giving Ru Xue a buffer period.

Ru Xue nodded slightly after a long pause.

Ru Feng smiled and said, "That's more like it. Our Yuchi family has produced so many illustrious generals, most of whom are forthright and generous. Why are you so hesitant? So be bolder. Maybe Yu Jue likes you?"

Ru Xue nodded, tugged at Ru Feng's sleeve, and pleaded, "Ru Feng, the Second Prince has just returned from a remote place. Could you go and see if he's lost weight? And..." Before she could finish her sentence, her face was already flushed.

With a wave of her fan, Ru Feng said knowingly, "Alright, sister, you're not even married yet, why are you so worried about him?" She looked at the sky and said, "Alright, I'll keep an eye on him for you, and while I'm at it, I'll also find out if he has someone he likes, right?"

After hearing this, Ru Xue nodded shyly, exuding a unique and touching charm.

Ru Feng shook his head and turned away.

Ru Xue was a typical well-bred young lady of this era, but she wasn't the older sister Ru Feng had always imagined. Ru Feng even remembered when she was a child and her grandfather punished her; that night, Ru Xue would disregard her grandfather's orders and secretly bring her a steamed bun. But now that she was older, Ru Xue had lost that childhood liveliness.

Ru Feng couldn't understand why Ru Xue, whose mother was considered somewhat unconventional and whose family was open-minded and generous, became less and less willing to pursue what she wanted as she grew older. It seemed that feudal ethics were truly harmful! Fortunately, she had been raised as a boy since childhood. However, even if she had been raised as a girl, the education she received in the 21st century would have made her unconventional, wouldn't it?

Ru Feng sighed inwardly, realizing he couldn't impose his own ideas on others, since it was Ru Xue's own choice, even though he didn't approve of it.

Ru Feng walked to the gate, got on her BMW, and rode slowly. Zhou Qian followed behind her. In fact, Ru Feng didn't know that she was surrounded by many people, some in the open and some behind.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ru Feng put on the cloak that Zhou Qian had handed her. Although it might have given her the appearance of a witch, it was common for martial arts practitioners to dress like this at this time if they didn't want to be recognized. So Ru Feng's attire wasn't exactly out of place.

I rode my horse leisurely down the street, choosing to go to places with few people and only occasionally passing through the bustling city.

Ru Feng put her earlier unpleasantness behind her and felt cheerful at the thought of seeing Yu Jue, who had always been kind to her, soon. Besides, occasionally looking at the things on the street was quite interesting.

As they passed through a bustling market, Zhou Qian looked around warily. Although he knew that Zhou Hou and her entourage were watching closely from the shadows, he was still worried. Outsiders only saw the glory of General Yu Chi Rufeng's mansion, but they didn't know how many people wanted the young master's life! So he had to protect him well.

At this moment, unaware of what had happened ahead, the main road was suddenly blocked.

Looking at the crowd of people in front of him, Ru Feng realized that the love of watching a spectacle was a common human trait. So many people had gathered to watch. Ru Feng glanced at the sky and thought, thankfully, there was still time, so he could linger a little longer, in other words, he could watch the excitement a little longer.

Just as Ru Feng was hesitating whether to dismount and watch the excitement, a carriage drove up beside him.

Ru Feng glanced around and saw that the carriage was just an ordinary-looking carriage, only a bit too big. But the two horses in front were exceptionally fine horses! They were slightly inferior to the BMW he rode, but didn't the owner of these horses think that using them to pull the carriage was a bit of a waste of their talents?

Thinking of this, Ru Feng glanced at the car window, but could only see a row of sparse bamboo and could not see inside.

Ru Feng glanced at it briefly and then looked away. There were arrogant and wealthy people everywhere in the capital; she couldn't possibly manage them all. Thinking this, Ru Feng wanted to see Yu Jue as soon as possible, so she said, "Zhou Qian, go ahead and find out why there's a traffic jam."

Zhou Qian glanced at Ru Feng with a troubled expression, then shook his head firmly.

Ru Feng sighed and said, "Alas, I should have brought Empress Zhou with me." She knew that Zhou Qian was worried about her safety.

Zhou Qian said, "Don't worry, young master, he has already gone."

Upon hearing this, Ru Feng suddenly understood and waited patiently.

Like the wind, unseen by the world, yet unaware that the moment she spoke, a change occurred in the carriage beside her.

Yun Tianze (sigh, although that's not his surname, everyone's used to it, so let's call him that from now on) suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashing across them.

His attendant, upon hearing the commotion, was momentarily stunned. He saw Yun Tianze reclining on the soft couch, his long eyebrows like painted ink, his thick, curled eyelashes casting long, delicate shadows on his jade-like cheeks, his nose like a jade pillar, his lips like rouge, his long, jet-black hair either cascading down the couch beside him or shimmering against his white robes—a beauty beyond compare.

Hearing his master's soft hum, the servant quickly snapped out of his reverie and asked softly, "Master, what are your orders? The road ahead is blocked; I've already sent people to check." Inwardly, however, he was scolding himself for staring so intently. But his master... ah, he's so beautiful, like a woman, but his methods...

Upon thinking of this, the servant trembled all over, dared not look at him any longer, and lay prostrate on the carpet, not daring to move.

Yun Tianze ignored him, but instead used his slender, pale hand to pull back the beaded curtain and peer through the gaps in the bamboo.

A man wearing a black cloak was riding on a horse beside them, but his face was not visible.

A hint of joy flashed in Yun Tianze's eyes, and his rosy lips parted slightly as he saw the man beside the cloaked man.

Fate! Is this fate? What a coincidence! If it weren't for the traffic jam ahead, I might have missed it. It's destiny! Not too early, not too late, I met the person I've been longing for as soon as I stepped into this foreign capital.

But he didn't see his face. Yun Tianze suppressed his disappointment and stared intently at the familiar figure. He longed to run down and meet him, but how could he face him now? He had once been his enemy, and he had also... Would he still forgive him? Would he still treat him the same way he had back in the academy?

Thinking of this, Yun Tianze closed his eyes, but he was reluctant to let go. Even just a profile view was enough for him to savor. Oh well, he was lucky this time.

After an unknown amount of time, long enough that the servants thought their master had become a statue, the carriage finally started moving.

A gust of wind blew, lifting the cloak of the cloaked man and revealing the blue robe beneath, as well as the familiar white jade flute!

Yun Tianze's eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't help but utter a soft cry: "Ru Feng!"

The noise continued, but the word "Ru Feng" could no longer reach Ru Feng's ears.

The carriage and the horse almost brushed past each other; one dared not recognize the other upon seeing it, while the other longed to see it but could not.

Yun Tianze watched the retreating figure. He was so close to him, it seemed he could have reached out and touched him, yet he also felt so far away. So close, yet it felt like he was worlds apart. Just a step away, yet he didn't know he was beside him, nor how much he missed him!

Like the wind, do we still have a future?

Yun Tianze slowly lay back on the soft couch, closed his eyes, as if the excited, surprised, and sad self from just now was not himself.