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I heard that this woman is a distant cousin of the owner, but Ajin felt that their relationship couldn't be that simple. Perhaps there was some sordid connection hidden beneath the surface, after all, how corrupt could the aristocracy be?
With such thoughts in mind, she felt a vague sense of disgust, though she did not show it too obviously. Instead, she stepped aside to let her in. "Is there something you need, miss?"
Liu Xuxin smiled and placed the pastries she was holding on the table. Her expression was gentle and serene, with a tranquil smile gracing her delicate face. "You must have endured quite a bit coming from afar."
Hearing this, Ajin was momentarily taken aback, realizing that she was dressed as a man and that this person regarded her as such.
That works for me; I can see what her intentions are and why she wants to get close to my brother. With this thought, she couldn't help but smile, her lightly tinted lips curving into a captivating grin.
Ajin pointed at the oddly shaped, colorful pastries on the table and asked, "What are these?"
Liu Xuxin smiled slightly in response. "These are pastries I made myself; they are a specialty of the capital. If you don't mind, please give them a try." She smiled like water flowing gently.
The girl in men's clothing loved snacks. Looking at the colorful treats under the light, she couldn't resist reaching out to grab one and brought it to her mouth. Taking a bite revealed a fragrant sweetness; it was made with lotus flowers!
"Lotus Cake?" she exclaimed in surprise, her eyes sparkling as she couldn't help but praise it. "Delicious, delicious."
"You certainly have an eye for quality!" Liu Xuxin complimented with a beaming smile. Seeing Ajin not rejecting her made her feel a glimmer of hope; perhaps if she tried hard enough, she could indeed create a beautiful story! With this thought, she began to plot in her mind.
"Every time my brother and I go out for fun, I've naturally seen these kinds of things before; please don't tease me," Ajin replied, her gaze scrutinizing the woman before her. She was indeed quite charming—a completely stunning woman—but how did she compare to herself?
As she pondered this, her gaze wandered between Liu Xuxin's chest and hips. Her bust was slightly larger than Ajin's and more shapely as well. Tsk tsk, her backside was also bigger than Ajin's; it was clear she would be able to bear children in the future. Ajin found herself somewhat distracted by these thoughts.
Liu Xuxin followed the gaze of the Young Master and couldn't help but blush. Feeling both shy and annoyed, she said, "Young Master, where are you looking?"
Her tone was flirtatious, and Ajin finally withdrew his gaze to look at her. He noticed that deep within her eyes was a pool of spring water, showing no real anger at all. He couldn't help but feel his heart race at her boldness.
As a woman herself, she felt embarrassed by her own reaction to Liu Xuxin's behavior.
"You know, we've known each other for quite some time, yet I still don't know your name," Liu Xuxin suddenly asked. Seeing the fair-skinned Young Master in front of her so easily flustered made her find it amusing. She thought he was quite interesting and felt a sudden urge to tease him.
"Ajin." Ajin suddenly realized that the person standing before him was a woman, just like himself. What was there to be afraid of?
Remembering how she had seen Liu Xuxin act shyly toward her brother before, she couldn't help but sense this woman's intentions toward him.
"What a nice name. I am Liu Xuxin; you can call me Xiner," she said, her big eyes blinking like beautiful butterflies ready to take flight. Ajin looked at her and felt a twinge of disgust; how dare she try to entice her brother?
Such a lowly person didn't deserve to speak with him. With that thought in mind, she suddenly asked, "Do you have someone you like?"
She intended to test Liu Xuxin's response and then report back to her brother, hoping it might win his favor. However, Liu Xuxin misunderstood and thought that the Young Master actually had some feelings for her. Thus, she replied, "You know my feelings now."
She played with her hair, twirling her pinky finger around the long strands that hung down. As she spoke, she tilted her body slightly, lowering her fair face as if displaying a delicate beauty.
Her figure was already quite full and alluring.
Ajin was taken aback, not understanding what the woman meant. He looked at her back in disbelief—could it be that she had taken a liking to him? But he was a woman!
He was startled by his own thoughts; perhaps he was overthinking it. He covered his chest and softly reassured himself.
Clearing his throat awkwardly twice, he said to her, "I am going to find my brother. Will you accompany me, or will you stay here?"
Liu Xuxin was slightly taken aback, then shyly smiled and said, "In that case, I won't disturb you any longer. I'll take my leave now. If you like these pastries, just let me know, and I will make them for you every day."
"Thank you," Ajin replied politely. After all, she was also a girl raised by the royal family and had some understanding of proper etiquette.
With that, the two of them left the room together. Outside, the sun was shining brightly, and the fragrance of Seasonal Begonia flowers wafted through the air.
The fragrant scent evoked a sense of sorrow and made one fall in love involuntarily.
Taking a deep breath, Ajin did not go looking for her brother but instead sought out Afu. Since her brother did not wish to see her, she did not want to disturb his peace.
In the blink of an eye, it had been seven days since the notice was posted, and there was no news in the capital city. At first, many people came to the General's residence claiming they had seen this woman.
However, upon investigation, it turned out that some had mistaken her for someone else, while others were merely trying to take advantage of the situation; their motives were all too clear—they were after the reward of five hundred taels of gold.
Initially, Night Star's heart was still somewhat stirred, but gradually it began to wither.
Days became increasingly difficult; unable to find his beloved woman—neither alive nor dead—this feeling was unbearable. Because of this matter, their wedding date had to be postponed.
Jiang Wei was a good brother who busied himself every day sincerely searching for Mo Xier. But where had Mo Xier gone?
Hope dwindled day by day, and his heart felt heavy with despair. What should he do? How could he save his beloved woman?
As a man standing tall at seven feet, he felt ashamed that he could not even protect one woman. What kind of man was he?
Drinking away his sorrows only deepened his despair. Holding a wine cup, he drank alone in the small Pavilion of the back garden when Jiang Wei saw a man who was completely drunk and sprawled over a stone table.
On the eighth day, still reeking of alcohol, he was forcibly dragged by Jiang Huai into the palace to find the emperor.
At that moment, Li Ye was staring blankly out the window, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, completely uninterested in looking down at it.
"What are you here for?" Seeing the Chancellor and Night Star, he appeared somewhat displeased, wearing an unhappy expression.
However, he was also quite concerned about Mo Xier's situation and couldn't help but call for them to be let in. Jiang Huai knelt on the ground, saying, "If I didn't have something important to discuss, I would never dare to disturb the Emperor."
"Get up," the Emperor said lightly, his tone devoid of any emotion.
"Your Majesty, I believe there are some things you already know, and I now know them as well." At this moment, it was Night Star who spoke, respectfully stating with a cold expression and no hint of emotion.
After a brief pause, he finally uttered the most important sentence: "I never expected that we played together like brothers since childhood, and everything in the end turned out to be true."
Li Ye froze, his back suddenly stiffening, his complexion changing dramatically as he turned to look at Jiang Huai. "Did you all tell him?" His voice carried blame and doubt.
Jiang Huai nodded and quickly said with regret, "Your Majesty, I didn't want this either; it's just that there were reasons! Old Madam is getting old and eager to recognize her son. She couldn't bear the sorrow of separation, so she had no choice but to reveal it.
If not for that, why would I have spoken out after keeping this secret for so many years? It was truly a last resort!"
His voice was filled with weariness; his once proud back was no longer upright. He trembled continuously, appearing fearful and panicked, which made others feel unusually soft-hearted.
Only he knew that all of this was an act he had deliberately put on.
"Get up!" The Emperor ultimately couldn't bring himself to blame him. He sighed and said, "You are slightly younger than me; from now on, just call me brother."
The Emperor coldly stated. He felt both love and hate towards Night Star; he never expected that the person he had been trying so hard to kill was actually his own brother—blood is thicker than water!
He thought of himself as a beast. Li Ye thought this way but found it hard to part with the beautiful woman named Mo Xier.
She seemed to possess an innate kind of magic that made it impossible to escape. Just one glance at her would make one feel as if their heart and soul were forcibly taken away, leaving no room for anyone else in their eyes thereafter.
What should I do? he thought, but showed no sign of it on his face.
"Your servant does not dare!" Night Star knelt on the ground. "To me, a ruler is a ruler, and a subject is a subject; there is a distinction between them."
The emperor waved his hand, clearly weary of such useless chatter.
He was a person of temperament and also very reasonable, extremely unwilling to listen to these pointless words. He gestured dismissively, "From now on, when we are alone, you may call me that. When others are present, I am still the emperor, and you are still my subject."
"Yes." Night Star looked at the emperor's expression and did not wish to argue further.
However, seeing the emperor's magnanimous demeanor, if he were to refuse, it would only highlight his own pettiness. It was better to agree; this way, neither of them would feel too awkward.
"Have you found any news about Mo Xi'er?" The emperor finally could not help but ask. As he spoke, his face bore an unmistakable concern and anxiety.
"There is still no news; I am incompetent," Night Star replied apologetically.
For some reason, seeing the emperor's expression filled with such concern for Mo Xi'er made him feel uneasy inside. It was a feeling hard to describe. Mo Xi'er was his woman, and of course, he wanted to protect her with all his heart.
He even wished that the only person in the world who cared for her was himself. He did not want other men constantly thinking about her while she was with him.
That thought was truly terrifying; it felt like he could not hold onto her. Moreover, the person before him was the emperor, who had now become his own brother!
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