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San Chun grinned, "Which of his ears can hear the atmosphere? If you grind a piece of broken copper hard enough, you could create an atmosphere; all the craftsmen making utensils would be kings."
Leading Yuzhen into the hall, Zhong Xue saw them and paused, smiling, "How well do I play?"
"Not bad," San Chun nodded, feeling a bit sour.
These days, those who sought his help had been very submissive to him; even if he were square, she would still nod in agreement. Everything was for Ji Xun.
Zhong Xue smiled and took her hand, "As expected of my wife, you really understand me." He then turned to Ji Xun, saying, "See? She must like my music."
San Chun secretly nodded; he indeed had self-awareness. It was about the instrument, not the music itself. However, he was definitely doing it on purpose, showing off their affection in front of Ji Xun, making her feel jealous.
Ji Xun's expression darkened as expected; she looked at San Chun with a wandering gaze, not knowing what to think.
San Chun felt uncomfortable; she had been avoiding him all this time, not daring to speak or make eye contact. Even when she saw him from afar in the Embassy, she would immediately run away. It wasn't that she was afraid Zhong Xue would get jealous; rather, she didn't know how to face him. What could she say to him? Being together would probably just lead to awkwardness.
Now, to bring Yuzhen here, she had no choice but to stand before him once again. Surely seeing her must be difficult for him too.
Yuzhen, being straightforward, didn't hold back and sat down without waiting for the host's invitation. He smiled at Ji Xun, saying, "Looking at your complexion, it seems much better than before. Have there been any happy events lately?"
"Indeed. Seeing someone I admire naturally brings joy." This statement was quite direct, especially in front of Zhong Xue, as if he weren't even present.
While checking the strings of the instrument, Zhong Xue suddenly slipped and produced a harsh sound. Fortunately, he pushed the Yaoqin aside and half-jokingly said to Ji Xun, "You really speak too freely; don't you know some things are better left unsaid?"
Ji Xun sighed, "As they say, if you don't express it, you'll burst. You should know I dislike holding things in; bottling them up can lead to problems."
Zhong Xue gritted his teeth, "This Lord remembers that you weren't always someone who sought quick words."
He laughed, "That was then; people change."
In the past, Zhong Xue often argued with him, gaining quite a bit of verbal advantage and rarely being left speechless. At this moment, feeling angry but unable to express it, she shot a warning glance at San Chun, implying, "Be careful; if you dare to rekindle old feelings, I will end you."
Of course, it might not be about ending him in that way, or perhaps there are other ways to die; San Chun simply interpreted it this way for now.
She smiled and pretended not to see, turning to Yuzhen and asking, "Sir, is there still a cure for the young master's illness?"
Yuzhen stroked his beard, appearing quite troubled. After pondering for a moment, he said, "If you could exchange your life for his, would you be willing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, three voices responded.
"I would."
"No way."
"Definitely not."
The one who said "I would" was San Chun, while "No way" came from Ji Xun, and "Definitely not" was naturally Zhong Xue.
It was rare for the two men to be so united; they exchanged glances before turning their faces away in disdain.
Yuzhen found this situation amusing and kept stroking his beard while observing the expressions on their faces. The more he watched, the more entertained he became, and he couldn't help but chuckle. Then he looked at San Chun and jokingly remarked, "You have quite a good rapport with people."
San Chun gritted her teeth; this wasn't about having good rapport.
Ji Xun said, "Sir, do you have any other methods? In any case, I will never agree to let someone die in my place."
Yuzhen sighed. "Let me think it over again; perhaps I can extend your lifespan by a few years. Just remember not to get angry in the future. Stay calm and avoid disputes to prolong your life."
"Mr. Zun's teachings are just that." Anyway, he no longer wanted to be the prince; finding a quiet place to spend the rest of his days would be good.
Yuzhen then asked, "Last time I asked you to take off the jade pendant, were you able to remove it?"
"Yes."
"Bring it to me."
Ji Xun stood up and left. As soon as he walked away, Zhong Xue kept signaling San Chun with her eyes, indicating that she should leave quickly.
San Chun shot him a glare, as if to say, "Why aren't you leaving?"
He responded with a look, "I need to keep an eye on you."
The two exchanged glances, and Yuzhen found it quite amusing. He laughed and said, "You two must have some past connection; it's rare for you to be together in this life."
San Chun pouted, "We're not together yet."
Zhong Xue snorted softly and shot her a look, thinking that she was lying without considering the situation. Did she think she was still a young girl?
The two insisted that she change into Female Attire, but she refused. Regardless of whether she wore women's clothing or not, it was an undeniable fact that she was already his.
San Chun felt her words lacked strength and turned her head away in silence.
As she turned, she found Yuzhen making a funny face at her. She found it amusing and returned the gesture.
Seeing their actions, Zhong Xue let out a soft snort and asked, "How did you come to the conclusion that we have a connection?"
Yuzhen smiled and said, "The connections between people are cultivated over several lifetimes. Most of the time, those who were enemies in the last life become spouses in this one. When couples argue, you often hear someone say, 'What did I owe you in my previous life?' Although these words may sound like mere anger, they reflect a deeper truth. You two have already shared three lifetimes of connection, and since you haven't been married in those three lives, it's time to fulfill this wish in this one."
Zhong Xue asked curiously, "Then who did she marry in her previous three lives?"
Just then, Ji Xun entered, wearing a faint smile that seemed to mock him with a glance.
His anger surged instantly as he thought to himself that she must have married this guy; otherwise, why would he be competing with him again in this life?
Thinking about how he had finally succeeded in winning her over this time filled him with pride. This was all thanks to that spring event by the river; if he hadn't seized the opportunity and gotten involved with her first, who knows how things might have turned out now.
In truth, he deeply regretted the incident that led to Yan Dan's death, but he had never regretted that particular event. If given the chance to do it all over again, he would still choose the same path because it was his only opportunity to be with her. He just vowed to protect her afterward and ensure she would never die at the bottom of Horse Riding Slope.
Seeing his expression change unpredictably, no one knew what he was thinking. Ji Xun couldn't be bothered to look at him any longer and handed the jade pendant to Yuzhen. The color of the pendant was becoming increasingly deep, almost tinged with red.
The more Yuzhen looked at it, the more serious her expression became. Finally, she sighed deeply and said, "If it were two years ago, there might have been a chance for salvation; now..."
Ji Xun smiled and said, "There's no need for such lamentation, sir. Life is but a few decades long; as long as one lives freely, whether one lives a few more years or a few less doesn't matter much."
Zhong Xue agreed, "Exactly."
His words inevitably raised suspicions of schadenfreude, although he likely thought that way himself.
San Chun felt a tightness in her chest; if he died, she wouldn't know what to do. Could she watch him die while living a happy life herself?
No, she couldn't do that.
With a thud, she knelt on the ground and repeatedly bowed her head. "Sir, you must have a way, right? You must have a way to save him."
Seeing him kneel, Zhong Xue's face darkened. She was his wife and would soon be the Queen of a nation; how could just anyone kneel before him?
Ji Xun sighed lightly and helped her up. "Don't be like this. Everyone has their fate, and intentions cannot be reversed. You don't need to take it too seriously."
Yuzhen touched her nose. "The person isn't dead yet, so why are you all so anxious? Besides, just because I’m not there doesn’t mean he will definitely die."
San Chun immediately asked, "How can we save him?"
"There is a way, but it can only prolong his life. Extending it for a year or so is no problem."
She hurriedly said, "What do you need me to do? As long as it's something I can accomplish, I'll do anything." Just as she finished speaking, a cold snort was heard; it was Zhong Xue, clearly pained by her words.
Yuzhen said, "It's not too difficult. First, keep your heart calm; second, keep your body still; and lastly, you need a specific medicine."
"What medicine?"
"Jue Ti Zi."
The three of them shook their heads; none of them had ever heard of such a medicine in the world.
San Chun asked, "Is it hard to find?"
"It's not hard to find. This medicine exists in the Korean palace. However, Han Wang is extremely stingy and would never give away something precious to others. If you have the ability to sneak into the Korean palace and steal it, that would work."
San Chun said, "Since there’s a place to look for it, let’s send skilled people to steal it from the Korean palace." She glanced meaningfully at Zhong Xue.
Zhong Xue naturally understood that this meant he should send someone there. He snorted coldly. "Is it really necessary to go through all that trouble? The Wei Army is about to attack Korea; we can just have them offer the medicine when we invade."
Yuzhen exclaimed, "Lord Jun is indeed generous."
San Chun grinned, clearly a man of substance, a true tycoon.
Zhong Xue glanced at San Chun and asked, "If I take the medicine, how will you thank me?"
San Chun lowered his head and softly replied, "We are already husband and wife; there’s no need for thanks."
This was exactly what Zhong Xue wanted to hear. She felt quite pleased as she cast a glance at Ji Xun. After all, he was nearing death; letting him live a little longer didn’t matter much. It wasn’t for Ji Xun but for herself. If she didn’t agree with her, he would likely hold a grudge against her for life. Rather than that, it was better to send him off kindly.
In this life, she belonged to him, and in the next life, she would still belong to him. No one else would dare to touch his woman.
Moreover, he had other plans. Since they were attacking Korea, Zhao State naturally had to contribute, especially to save the Zhao State Crown Prince; Zhao Wang would have to make some sacrifices.
In this brief moment, he had already thought through many things, analyzing the pros and cons thoroughly. Others might not know what he was thinking, but Yuzhen praised his righteousness, and San Chun was grateful to him. Only Ji Xun understood that his actions were not for him.
But regardless of whom it was for, as long as he could live a few more days with San Chun, he would be satisfied. He felt guilty towards her and only wanted to make it up to her in the future. The unfinished bond in this life, he was willing to continue in the next.
He and Zhong Xue both had their own thoughts, yet they were thinking about the same thing.
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