The news that Yan Shubai was not dead disappointed many people, and there were too many people who were secretly unhappy. However, the happy emperor ignored this and ordered the flower viewing festival to continue.
People from various provinces gathered in the garden in twos and threes, and a female family member picked flowers and put them in her ears, causing butterflies to dance. Even the emperor praised the girl for her natural beauty, as delicate as a peach blossom.
At the dinner, Yan Shubai refused to attend because he was feeling unwell, so Song Jiuxi naturally stayed with him. For this reason, the emperor specially ordered the imperial chef to bring a table of food to Yan Shubai and the others alone.
Song Jiuxi ate all the food on the table, and Yan Shubai could only drink his porridge as usual.
After dinner, Luo Feng came back and reported a surprising piece of news.
"He Tongzhi disappeared?" Yan Shubai frowned, and then looked at Song Jiuxi.
Luo Feng said: "The commander of the Jinyi Guards is also looking for this person, but they don't seem to know why He Tongzhi disappeared and where he has gone now."
Song Jiuxi said: "Then this matter was not done by King Duan. The commander of the Jinyi Guards is a descendant of the Xiao family. If it was King Duan's instruction, he would not have known about it."
The clues were broken and they couldn't investigate further even if they wanted to.
Yan Shubai said: "Madam, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, let's go for a walk."
Song Jiuxi looked at him and said, "Is there anything wrong with your health?"
The smile on Yan Shubai's lips could not be restrained, and his tone was faint: "The wife is always worried about her husband's health. It seems that she has done too little for him."
Song Jiuxi glanced at his legs without saying anything: "..."
Yan Shubai pinched the armrests of his wheelchair with his fingers and looked at Song Jiuxi dangerously with his dark eyes.
Seeing that their conversation was getting more and more wrong, Luo Feng quickly disappeared. He suddenly missed the days when Duan Chang was here. If Duan Chang was here, he wouldn't be so embarrassed. Even if it was embarrassing, it would still be embarrassing for two people.
Yan Shubai's eyes were useless to Song Jiuxi. She opened her beautiful eyes slightly, put her hands behind her back, bent slightly and looked at him and said with a smile: "General Ming, don't always show off your words. I, Song Jiuxi, are the least afraid."
Others use words to pressure me."
Anyway, Yan Shubai couldn't stand up, so Song Jiuxi snorted.
The girl's eyes are sparkling, her face is beautiful, and her beautiful eyelashes are like fluttering feather fans. The spring scenery in the garden is not as good as the flying butterflies in her eyes.
Yan Shubai's eyes gradually darkened, becoming unclear.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, his fingertips itched, and he even wanted to scratch the butterfly on Song Jiuxi's eyelashes.
"Okay, I'll push you to see the moonlight." After Song Jiuxi finished speaking, he stood behind him and pushed the wheelchair. Yan Shubai's fingers were hidden under the sleeves of his robe, and his fingertips crushed it hard.
The branches of the garden of the Royal Villa are covered with various kinds of wind lanterns, and the candlelight of the wind lanterns illuminates the delicate and fragrant flowers.
Song Jiuxi pushed Yan Shubai deeper and deeper into the garden. The spring scenery in the garden and the bright moonlight were truly beautiful.
But when they walked to a rockery, they unexpectedly heard a familiar voice.
Song Jiuxi hurriedly raised her fingers and whispered in Yan Shubai's ear, and the girl's fingers slid past Yan Shubai's ear like warm jade.
Song Jiuxi bent down and listened. After a while, she said with a wicked smile: "She's my good sister."
Yan Shubai still couldn't help but reached out and grabbed her finger. Song Jiuxi was stunned. Yan Shubai said, "Aren't you going to eavesdrop?"
Song Jiuxi nodded. She hadn't noticed anything wrong yet. Yan Shubai raised his finger to signal her to be quiet.
Song Jiuxi could only think about nothing and stood next to Yan Shubai and listened to the conversation between the two people inside.
"You say you don't know? Why on earth did the Holy Spirit grant marriage to us two? Didn't you ask for it?" Song Wanwan's voice was high and shrill.
"Wanwan, it's really not me." Lin Anyan sighed.
"Then how could the Holy Spirit grant us marriage for no reason?"
Lin Anyan looked at her with some confusion: "Are you unhappy Wanwan? Marriage granted by the Holy Spirit is a great honor, and no one can break us up in the future."
Song Wanwan's face twisted for a moment, and she gritted her teeth for a long time before saying, "That's not what I meant, I'm just weird..."
"Wanwan, I really don't know." Lin Anyan held his forehead, he didn't know what happened to Song Wanwan suddenly.
I am not very happy that the Holy Spirit granted them marriage, and they can finally be together.
But whether she was in front of the emperor before or now, Song Wanwan was not feeling right and seemed very unhappy.
Lin Anyan felt that Song Wanwan seemed to have changed, but he couldn't tell exactly what had changed.
He suddenly remembered and said: "A few days ago I heard Song Jiuxi say that she asked His Highness the Crown Prince to grant us a marriage. I didn't know about this..."
"It's Song Jiuxi again! This bitch!" Song Wanwan interrupted him angrily.
Lin Anyan was stunned and looked at Song Wanwan silently.
Song Wanwan came to her senses. She suppressed the anger in her chest, and it took a while before she managed to suppress it.
She pretended to lower her head and wiped the corners of her eyes, and said, "Brother An Yan, I'm just too surprised. Why did Song Jiuxi do this?"
Lin Anyan looked at her and said, "No matter why, as long as I can marry you, nothing else matters."
Song Wanwan gritted her teeth and felt the intention to kill Lin Anyan in her heart.
How dare a young man from an Earl's Palace want to marry her? Why don't you see who you are?
Song Wanwan reluctantly said softly: "Brother An Yan, I was just too surprised today. My sister said before that she would break us up, so I still can't believe that His Majesty would allow us to be together."
Lin Anyan held Song Wanwan's shoulders and said, "It's true. Wanwan, I said I would marry you, and I will definitely marry you."
After Lin Anyan said it, Song Wanwan seemed to believe it, and she leaned into Lin Anyan's arms.
Lin Anyan held Song Wanwan in his arms. In his arms was the beloved he had thought about for a long time. But he suddenly remembered that Song Jiuxi had told him that day that she wished them a long life together.
He always felt that Song Jiuxi would not try his best to break up him and Song Wanwan as Song Wanwan said.
And he didn't think that Song Jiuxi would always like him as Song Wanwan said. The look Song Jiuxi looked at him that day was too cold, and that was not the kind of look someone would show to someone he likes.
When he was thinking about this, he didn't realize that he had begun to doubt Song Wanwan's words.
The two hugged each other for a while, and then Song Wanwan broke away.
When Song Wanwan was about to leave, she suddenly saw a figure climbing in from the wall on the opposite side. She exclaimed: "Yes, there is an assassin!"
Those who jumped in silently heard her call and came directly towards them.
Song Wanwan was frightened. She hurriedly ran out, but unexpectedly bumped into Song Jiuxi outside the rockery.
But Song Wanwan didn't have time to think too much, because the assassin had already caught up with her and struck her down with the sharp sword in his hand. Song Wanwan screamed, pulled Lin Anyan behind him and grabbed his arm tightly.
She yelled: "Ah!!!"
Lin Anyan looked in front of him in disbelief, and the gleaming sword fell towards his face.
Before he died, he thought of Song Wanwan's ruthless expression when she used him as a shield without hesitation, and suddenly thought of Song Jiuxi's cold, frosty eyes.