Rejected Beauty Practices the Villain Play-Chapter 873 - 849: Marriage

If Fang Chuning was indeed in the temple at that time, it would be the High Priest’s greatest revenge against him!

The more Xie Jue thought about it, the colder his body became!

Han Ziqi was also uneasy, fearing that things might backfire, and no one knew what Xie Jue would do if he went mad, since perhaps no one had truly seen his madness!

Han Ziqi said, "Cousin, at that time, I was also holding grudges in my heart, upset that you refused to make concessions on the peace negotiations, and not knowing the exact whereabouts of Fang Chuning, so I kept it hidden until now. I’m sorry, now that everything is over, I’ve finally said it, which fulfills my wish."

"What do you want!" Xie Jue had calmed down; the murderous intent he had just now was gone. Though he still looked dangerous, Han Ziqi could no longer see the killing intent in him. Han Ziqi was clear in his mind that the one to extract benefits from was Xie Xun, not Xie Jue.

"I don’t need anything, the situation is set, and nothing can change it now. I only hope, cousin, that you don’t hold a grudge against the Han Family. What the High Priest did had nothing to do with us."

Xie Jue sneered silently and didn’t speak, and Han Ziqi got up to take his leave. Xie Jue did not stop him.

The next day, Xie Jue set out for Sannan with the Shadow Guard, changing his original itinerary, taking not only the Shadow Guard but also three thousand men. Now, with negotiations with Sannan settled, and tens of thousands of men remaining there to guard, Xie Xun wasn’t worried about Xie Jue’s safety at all.

Han Ziqi was quite sensible.

When he summoned Han Ziqi once again, he also had Fengyu prepare a palace banquet as a celebration for the successful negotiations with Sannan, bringing some dignity to Han Ziqi.

Han Ziqi honestly told Xie Xun, "I’m not sure if Fang Chuning was taken away by the High Priest or not. But I didn’t lie about one thing; when I last saw him, he wasn’t caught in the fire of Chaoyang Palace. What happened afterward, I don’t know. Let’s not hold too much hope. The High Priest hated Prince Yan. If I were him, I wouldn’t have let Fang Chuning live."

"It’s not important, as long as we give Second Brother hope, letting him continue to search is better than losing hope!" Xie Xun was also calm. This matter was his selfishness. He feared that the situation with Fang Chuning would be too much of a blow to his Second Brother, which is why he hinted to Han Ziqi to deceive him. He hoped time would ease Xie Jue’s pain, allowing him to forget the sorrow and move on from the shadow of Fang Chuning’s death. As long as Second Brother kept searching, there was always hope. The scariest thing for a person is to have no hope after losing everything. As long as there is hope, life has meaning.

Han Ziqi also knew that Xie Xun had gone to great lengths for Xie Jue, so he dared to negotiate the terms with him again. Naturally, Xie Xun was savvy as well. To keep Han Ziqi’s mouth shut, he needed to give a hush fee, which Han Ziqi understood well and did not make excessive demands. The two of them remained on amicable terms.

Xie Jue hurriedly left the capital. Others didn’t mind much, and the General didn’t ask about it either. But it was hard on Ruyi, who knew her father had gone far away and cried all day. Fengyu couldn’t comfort her, and in the end, Mingzhu managed to calm her down.

At the palace banquet, the hosts and guests enjoyed themselves. Seeing that the Emperor and Han Ziqi were at ease, the civil and military officials naturally relaxed as well. Han Ziqi was adaptable and clever, able to lighten the atmosphere even when it turned cold. Fengyu sensed something subtle and different in the undercurrent. After returning to Changshou Palace, she simply freshened up. Exhausted, she could hardly keep her eyes open, but her heart was full of doubts.

After getting into bed, Xie Xun habitually pulled her into his arms. The weather was hot, and Fengyu disliked sleeping close to Xie Xun, as he felt like a little furnace. Sleeping in his embrace was like hugging a ball of fire, making her sweat all over. Fengyu didn’t like it, but Xie Xun loved it. Who wouldn’t want to hold their fragrant and soft wife while sleeping? Besides, Fengyu’s skin was cool, which he loved to snuggle against in the summer.

Fengyu turned over and poked him in the chest with her finger, asking, "Did you and Han Ziqi reach some private agreement?" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"How is that possible!" Xie Xun was tight-lipped, not even telling Fengyu about this matter. "Second Brother went through life and death in Sannan. How could I betray him? I’d be heartless if I did."

Fengyu knew Xie Xun too well. This was indeed the truth, but Xie Xun’s sudden change in attitude towards Han Ziqi was indeed suspicious. Moreover, Second Brother’s hurried departure from the capital also seemed too simple. Xie Xun didn’t admit anything, and Fengyu couldn’t pry it out of him, so she might as well drop it.

"Then why did Second Brother suddenly leave the capital?"

"I don’t know. He had originally planned to leave; he even said goodbye to Ruyi. Did you forget?"

"That’s true, but shouldn’t he have waited for Han Ziqi to return to Sannan first? Now he left in such a hurry."

"I don’t know." Xie Xun feigned ignorance, holding Fengyu’s waist, he said, "Ayu, the palace banquet kept you busy all day, aren’t you tired? If you’re not, then..."

Fengyu slapped his hand away, "Tired!"

"Tsk!" Xie Xun seemed slightly disappointed, leaning over to kiss her cheek, "Don’t worry about Second Brother’s matters. He’s all grown up and knows what he’s doing."

Fengyu thought to herself, just a few days ago, you weren’t like this. You worried like a father, and how did you change overnight?

Forget it, Xie Xun didn’t want to talk, so she didn’t press further.

Xie Xun’s hand gently rubbed her abdomen. Fengyu’s body temperature was low, with even her lower abdomen cool, and Xie Xun would always use his palm’s warmth to comfort every inch of her cool skin, hoping to make her more comfortable. Fengyu had indeed been exhausted after organizing the palace banquet, and soon she fell asleep.

Xie Xun turned his head to look at her soft, quiet face, his heart softening inch by inch. If Ayu knew, she would surely blame him for deceiving Second Brother. She was someone who couldn’t tolerate any deception, preferring to tell things as they were, good or bad. He didn’t know what got into him to come up with such a poor plan, but he didn’t regret it. Since it was done, he would keep his mouth shut for a lifetime, hiding it as long as possible, while giving Second Brother hope, so he wouldn’t lose his future.

Three days later, Fang Lingjun entered the palace to see Fengyu.

Fengyu hadn’t seen her for quite a while. Since the rumors spread in the capital, Fang Lingjun had reduced her outings, avoiding unnecessary conflicts. Among the noblewomen and the clan ladies, there were often discussions behind the rumors, and Fang Lingjun, being hot-tempered, would get angry and confront others when she heard them talking demeaning things about her brother, leading to conflicts. Mrs. Fang simply ordered her to stay home and embroider her wedding clothes. Aside from a few close friends, Mrs. Fang rarely allowed others to visit, as many only came to inquire about Fang Chuning, which she disliked.

Fengyu embraced the much-altered Fang Lingjun, feeling deeply sympathetic. Fang Lingjun was on the verge of tears upon seeing Fengyu. Fengyu knew that no words could soothe her sorrow, so she just cried alongside her. After a long while, Fang Lingjun finally managed to control her emotions and seemed to have made a decision, "Ayu, I’m getting married!"