After Rebirth, She Becomes the Revenge Queen-Chapter 191 - 190: Wasn’t the Flute Just Now Pleasant to the Ear? (Second Release Seeking Votes)

Chapter 191: Chapter 190: Wasn’t the Flute Just Now Pleasant to the Ear? (Second Release Seeking Votes)

Fu Zhen walked towards the tofu shop.

The street was already very quiet.

The lantern hanging under the thatched shed illuminated a large area, and fortunately, Pei Zhan had not left yet by the table under the lantern.

She quickened her pace to the table, and before she could greet him, she smelled a strong scent of alcohol.

On the table where the tofu pudding should have been placed, there was a jar of wine. Pei Zhan sat still, holding a cup as if he had turned into a statue.

Since when did the tofu shop start selling alcohol? She didn’t know.

Guo Song and the others were not around, not sure where they’d gone.

Fu Zhen sat down by the table, looked at Pei Zhan for a while, and shook his shoulder.

Pei Zhan raised his head, "Why are you shaking me?"

"I wanted to see if you were drunk."

"I’m not drunk."

Fu Zhen looked at the empty wine jar on the ground, "Even if I hadn’t come, it wasn’t worth you drinking so much."

"You’re overthinking." Pei Zhan said, "I’m not drinking because of you."

He started drinking again.

Fu Zhen watched him for a moment, then turned her head, took a cup for herself and poured a drink.

The street was deserted, with only the moonlight and the lamplight under the thatched shed as company.

She drank the wine and skillfully poured herself another.

This time, it was Pei Zhan who observed her.

Fu Zhen asked, "What are you looking at?"

Pei Zhan lowered his gaze, "I originally wanted to gloat, but I found out that seeing your misfortune isn’t that enjoyable."

Fu Zhen glanced sideways, "What misfortune?"

Pei Zhan was silent for a moment before he said, "I was just talking nonsense. You can just ignore it."

Fu Zhen had no words.

"I think I heard someone playing the flute earlier," Pei Zhan asked her, "Did you hear it?"

"That’s a tune of courtship from beyond the frontier. It’s been a long time since I heard it. How do you think it was played?"

Pei Zhan’s eyes seemed more profound than usual.

Fu Zhen turned her head, looked at him for a long while, and said, "I’ve never heard the tunes from beyond the frontier."

The time later spent in the northwest for those six years was inextricably linked with Xu Yin.

The tune from beyond the frontier indeed carried a profound memory for Liang Ning, but Xu Yin, being the perpetrator, was undeniably wrong.

For those who have never been hurt or betrayed, the deeper the past affection carved into the bones, the more excruciating the betrayal becomes afterward.

Xu Yin had never been betrayed, so he thought that with just a beckoning finger, Liang Ning, who once gave him her all, would come back like Yongping.

But she was not Yongping.

She was Liang Ning.

The moments she couldn’t forget were etched with blood and tears. Forget one thing, and when the day comes to take revenge, it might mean missing one stab.

The unfaithful one was Xu Yin, the scheming one was also him, and the ruthless one was none other than him. Having the courage to face the past, naturally, she has enough confidence to resist temptation.

What does the approaching firelight count as?

What counts if it’s the fire Xu Yin holds?

Should she have to be afraid?

She remembers the tune; as for the feelings, they’re all in the fire now.

"Is that so," Pei Zhan said, "What a pity."

Fu Zhen looked at him for a while, "Since you’re not drinking because of my tardiness, then why?"

Pei Zhan looked at the reflection in his cup, "Because of the person in my heart."

"The person in your heart?"

Pei Zhan downed the reflection, "The last time you and I were here eating tofu pudding, I remember you asked me if I had someone I cared for.

"And I admitted it back then. But have you forgotten?"

Fu Zhen had almost forgotten.

Last time they were here eating tofu pudding, it was when Pei Zhan was inquiring about the soul swapping matter.

Fu Zhen remembered.

She also remembered, he said the person was already dead.

She lowered her eyes and poured herself another cup of wine. "But you said back then, even though you cared for her, her heart was with someone else. I also remember you were quite angry then; you didn’t actually acknowledge these feelings outright. Now, why are you suddenly thinking of her?"

"It’s not a sudden thought; it’s something I never forgot." Pei Zhan rested his forehead on the wine jar.

Fu Zhen stared at him for a long time before saying, "Is that why you’re not getting married?"

"Yes." Pei Zhan nodded, "My mother said, if a marriage cannot complete each other, cannot achieve love, then even being together is pointless.

"For so many years, she has fearlessly followed my father, never unhappy because of him. I think she’s right."

Fu Zhen fell silent.

She said softly, "But along the way, I’ve realized it’s incredibly difficult in this world to achieve a marriage that involves mutual feelings and resonating hearts.

"I believe there surely is such a thing, but one cannot spend their life making the search for the perfect partner their only goal, right?

"So, I think sometimes, settling for second-best and maintaining a stable relationship isn’t so bad. People must look forward."

She had fallen to Xu Yin’s trap, and in this regard, she really had no confidence left.

But Pei Zhan was different; he could still have a very beautiful future. She had to encourage him.

"You’re really old-fashioned." Pei Zhan said bluntly.

Fu Zhen didn’t mind.

Children always ignore the words of those who’ve been through it.

After having her drink, she said, "You haven’t said what you’re looking for me about."

"I had something in mind, but now there’s nothing." Pei Zhan sighed deeply, "I discovered I’m not always right.

"But what the seventh brother said is true, if a path is wrong from the start, going to the end won’t make it right either."

Fu Zhen didn’t know how to respond.

After a moment of silence, she could only say, "If that’s the case, I have something to ask of you, and I wonder if you could consider it."

"Go ahead."

Pei Zhan lowered his head and poured wine.

"I wonder if you could help me by marrying me..."

The wine cup clattered, spinning on the table.

Pei Zhan held the wine jar and looked at her, seemingly suddenly frozen in place.

Fu Zhen calmly set the cup upright and said, "Since I’m asking for your help, of course I should tell you the truth first.

"Assistant Minister of Rites Xu Yin is my enemy. This enmity runs so deep that only his death by a thousand cuts would satisfy my hatred.

"But you know my current status very well; not to mention revenge, there’s not even a chance for a fair confrontation.

"He’s already watching outside my house. I wanted to wait for a bit, but I feel that the matter is already urgent.

"The status of General’s wife could certainly help me.

"But doing so would inevitably bring you a lot of trouble. I’ve thought about it, and I have nothing of equal value to offer in exchange.

"So, you can completely refuse, even curse me for daydreaming, and I’ll think of other ways then..."

"What did you say?" Pei Zhan’s voice suddenly became hoarse, "Say that again?" frёeωebɳovel.com

Fu Zhen pondered briefly and repeated, "I said, if General Pei refuses to marry for such a reason, then I wonder if you could help by marrying me? Letting me borrow your status as General’s wife for a while so that I can exact my revenge?"

Pei Zhan clutched the rim of the wine jar, resting his head on his hands, then turned his face towards the street.

Guo Song and the others had returned and were standing at a distance.

The street wind blew in waves, stirring flags in his heart.

He swallowed, turned his head back, and his voice softened like the wine in the cup, "So, so you have heard such a flute tune before. Is it not good?"

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