amaotonovel Chapter 123 He is too dirty
Chapter 123 He is too dirty
"Zheng'an, do you think there are really two people in the world who are so similar?"
In the Fugui Teahouse, Xie Zilin and Lu Zhengan were facing each other from a distance.
Three days had passed since the poetry reading. Xie Zilin sent people to search the capital and asked for the list of female guests who had attended the poetry reading that day, but still could not find any trace of Feng Jia.
"But that is definitely not an illusion. Look! This is the bamboo hairpin I found in the bamboo forest that day!"
Lu Zhengan took it and played with it in his hands, but he didn't find anything special. He sighed and said, "Zilin, Feng has been dead for three years. Why are you so obsessed with it? You already have such a good princess, which is something others can't envy!"
Why do you still want to commit suicide like this!
Lu Zhengan had this sentence suppressed in his heart, about to come out, but in the end he held it back.
"The princess is indeed very nice, but... she is not the one I love!"
After saying that, Xie Zilin drank another glass.
Lu Zhengan also poured himself a glass of wine and sighed. He didn't even have the slightest emotion to mock the other party, because he was just like Xie Zilin, unable to find love! They were both the same!
The person Xie Zilin loved was a dead person. And the Princess Pingchang whom he loved, although she was alive, was someone else's wife!
He had loved Pingchang since he was a child, and loved her so much that even if she asked him to do something as despicable as cheating on her, he would be willing to do it! He loved her so much that he wanted to give her his whole heart!
Lu Zhengan didn't understand. He and Princess Pingchang were childhood sweethearts, so why did Xie Zilin get there first? Was it because Xie Zilin had a pretty face? Was it because he was the top scholar?
So he hated Xie Zilin on the one hand, but at the same time he envied him immensely. He wanted to learn all the good qualities in Xie Zilin and wanted to attract Princess Pingchang's attention to himself!
He is so humble and dark!
Lu Zhengan picked up the wine glass, took a long sip, and said, "The dead cannot be resurrected, Zilin, look at it more positively! You only saw the back of that person, why are you so obsessed with him?"
"Then let me ask you, if you find that woman and discover that they don't look alike, what will you do?"
Xie Zilin had also thought about this. What should he do if he caught up with the woman and saw her face that day and found out that there were actually two people?
That completely put an end to the thought.
But what if I find out that the woman looks like you? Xie Zilin clenched his fists.
Then... step by step, he would trap her in a suburban house and make her his mistress! Although he couldn't give her a name, he would give her all his love!
They will have a child as lovely as Yangyang, grow old together, and never separate until death!
"What should you do?" Without waiting for an answer, Lu Zhengan, who was already a little tipsy, couldn't help but ask again.
Xie Zilin lowered his head, used the alcohol to hide his emotions and the dark thoughts in his heart, and slowly shook his head: "I don't know."
Anyway, no matter if it looks like it or not, Xie Zilin will not divorce Pingchang. It's useless to ask. Lu Zhengan felt bitter in his heart and drank one cup after another. Suddenly he remembered something: "In a few days, it will be your fourth sister's conferment ceremony, but I heard that you are going to Yangcheng with the prince. Won't you be unable to return on that day?"
Xie Zilin nodded: "After the drought, there will be locusts and plague outbreaks. The prince loves the people like his own children, so he will naturally go to comfort the people. This time I will escort him all the way to ensure his safety. I will prepare gifts for Shubai in advance. I believe that Fourth Sister will not blame me."
"Plague?" Lu Zhengan grasped the key point. A dark thought crept into his mind, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Then... wouldn't it be very dangerous? If it goes wrong, someone might die..."
Xie Zilin misunderstood his meaning and smiled, "The Imperial Medical Bureau will go with the army, so there won't be any major danger. Zhengan, you can be at ease."
Lu Zhengan nodded disappointedly: "That's good, that's good." He really couldn't feel relieved at all!
After a pause, Xie Zilin continued, "Besides, Chen Yangyang, the eldest daughter of the Chen family, had the courage to rush to Yangcheng alone to help with the disaster relief. Are we, seven-foot-tall men, inferior to two boudoir girls?"
Lu Zhengan nodded absentmindedly and said, "But Miss Chen looks timid on weekdays, but when it comes to big things, she has the character of her mother, Doctor Jiang."
"I heard that she caused a lot of noise when she went to Yangcheng. Lord Chen strongly opposed it and even locked her in the house. But I don't know how Miss Chen managed to escape. She rushed to Yangcheng overnight. It has been almost a month. She should have arrived by now."
Xie Zilin sighed, "How can a locked house open by itself? Besides, even if Miss Chen has a way to get out of the house, it would be extremely difficult for her to escape the eyes of the guards. I'm afraid her stepmother must have done this."
Lu Zhengan was stunned, then nodded: "Yes, this journey is so dangerous, and we will face the plague and other crises in Yangcheng. It's a life-and-death situation. But if Chen Yangyang dies, there will only be Chen Siyan, the legitimate daughter of the Chen family. Tsk, Fang's calculations are really loud enough!"
As it got darker, Lu Zhengan stood up to say goodbye. Xie Zilin watched the sunset alone upstairs for a while, then packed up and went downstairs. When he reached the corner, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a light green figure. The woman had a graceful figure and long hair draped over her shoulders, but the hairpin she used to tie her hair up had been replaced by a peach wood hairpin instead of a bamboo leaf hairpin.
Xie Zilin was overjoyed and immediately chased after her: "Girl! Girl!"
However, the woman in green seemed not to have heard anything. She walked hurriedly, and the wind lifted her veil slightly, revealing her fair and slightly pointed chin with a small black mole on it.
Xie Zilin was shocked and chased faster and faster, "Girl! Wait!"
Finally, he stopped the person at the street corner, and Xie Zilin finally saw the woman's face.
The woman had her hair tied in a bun and wore a white veil, so her facial features could not be seen clearly. Her forehead was covered by soft hair, revealing only a vague outline, like a beautiful ink painting. Her skin was white, like a piece of flawless white porcelain. She looked at him with a pair of wet eyes, as if she wanted to see into his heart.
so similar!
Xie Zilin only felt that his heart, which had been dead for three years, was finally beating again, beating like a thunder drum. An indescribable emotion surged up, and he couldn't tell whether it was ecstasy or excitement. It actually made his eyes red. He murmured: "婠婠..."
However, when hearing that name, the woman in front of him did not react at all. She just opened her watery eyes with fear in her eyes.
Xie Zilin immediately realized that this woman was not Feng Jia.
It was just a woman who looked very similar to her, and she understood why she was afraid - this was a sparsely populated street corner.
"Miss, I am not a bad person." Xie Zilin bowed.
The woman took a step back, her eyes filled with even more fear and vigilance, as if she would run away if Xie Zilin came forward.
"Miss, I really have no ill intentions." Suddenly remembering something, Xie Zilin took the bamboo hairpin that was placed close to his body and said, "Miss, is this your hairpin?"
The woman took a look, looked a little surprised, and then nodded slightly.
"You lost your hairpin at the poetry gathering that day, and I happened to pick it up. I have been looking for you these days, but unfortunately..." Xie Zilin's slightly frowned eyebrows opened again, "Fortunately, I met you again today!"
The woman nodded, as if she wanted to take the hairpin but didn't dare to.
"Miss, I wonder which family you are from?"
The woman lowered her brows and remained silent.
Xie Zilin could only put the hairpin on the ground.
The woman took a look and stood still.
Xie Zilin sighed. Love is something that can only be done slowly and not in a hurry. So he slowly backed away until he reached the corner. The woman then walked over, picked up the hairpin, turned around and ran away.
Feng Jia ran all the way to the corner where she could no longer be seen. Only then did she release her emotions. Her face was frozen into frost and her eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness. She raised her hand to wipe off the small mole on her chin.
At the poetry gathering three days ago, she deliberately dropped the hairpin in the bamboo forest. She then got news that Xie Zilin would be drinking with his friends in this wealthy teahouse, so she deliberately wandered around here dressed like this. Finally, her wait came!
Feng Jia's eyes were heavy. This was just the beginning.
Holding the hairpin in his hand was like holding a rotten apple, the soft flesh exuding a rancid smell that made him sick. Feng Jia walked to the edge of the pond and threw the hairpin out without hesitation.
With a "thump" sound, the hairpin sank to the bottom without causing much splash.
In the apricot garden, Feng Jia had washed her hands nearly twenty times and changed the water in the basins several times, but she was still rubbing her fingers with the soap over and over again, until her hands turned red, as if they were stained with some dirt that could not be washed off.
On the other side, in the princess's mansion, Xie Zilin returned home exhausted from a long journey, but just as he entered the inner room, a cup fell heavily at his feet.
Then the angry voice of Princess Pyeongchang was heard.
"You still know how to come back!"