Sang Yan hopes that Sang Jue can let go of his obsession with Su Xi and start a new life.
When Lan Xi mentioned the marriage, she said shyly, "The emperor has decided to grant the marriage."
"With my brother?"
"right."
"This, this is too——"
Sang Yan didn't expect the emperor to be so fast, and was happy and worried at the same time: "Then you are going to be a blessing in disguise. Let me remind you one thing, my younger brother has married a wife and loves her very much. However, we are not destined to be together, Your Majesty."
I also asked them to reconcile, but he probably won't be able to let her go for a while. Can you accept it? If you can't accept it, I can also persuade the emperor to take back his life."
Lan Xi said: "I can do it. Mr. Sang is from a noble family, he is a young hero, he never forgets his ex-wife, and he is also a passionate person. How can I be jealous?"
This sounds nice to say.
But when a woman's jealousy arises, she becomes more twisted.
"Remember what you said now."
"yes."
Lan Xi chatted with him for another half an hour before leaving.
afternoon
Xuanrao is here.
When she saw Sang Yan, she first looked her up and down to make sure she was okay, then explained: "I went to Duancheng. When I came back, I heard the news about you and came here in a hurry. What's going on with you?
?Why are you here?"
Sang Yan simply explained: "This is the Queen Mother's last wish. She asked me to worship the Buddha here for seven or forty-nine days to purify the evil spirit in my body."
After hearing this, Xuanrao said angrily: "Your Majesty, do you agree?"
Sang Yan shook his head: "Of course he doesn't agree, but I want to come over."
"Why do you want to come here? Life here is so miserable."
Xuanrao looked incomprehensible, and at the same time he patted his heart and said, "I'm scared to death. I thought the emperor liked the new and disliked the old, so he didn't want you anymore."
"How is that possible? You really know how to think."
Sang Yan smiled, not wanting to talk more about this, so he changed the subject; "What are you doing in Duancheng?"
When Xuanrao mentioned this, he sighed: "He is not my younger brother. He was taught badly by my stepmother. He is very naughty and disobedient. He is seven years old and can't even read a few words. I heard that there is a man in Duancheng.
The great Confucian who lived in seclusion in the mountains went to invite him."
"Are you invited?"
"Nature will not return without success."
She began to pour out her bitterness: "But you don't know how much suffering I suffered along the way. I spent eight days there, serving him as a maid all day long. And do you know? He doesn't like to take a bath. Why in the world?"
Is there such a man?"
Sang Yan keenly sensed the smell of gossip and joked: "That's because you don't see much of them. There are a lot of weird men in the world."
"Weird?"
Xuanrao has never heard of this term.
Sang Yan hurriedly explained: "It just means weird."
I was afraid that she would think too much, so I continued to ask: "Then what? I feel like there is a story between you two."
Xuanrao's face instantly turned red and he stopped talking.
Sang Yan was more sure, but also worried: "How old is the reclusive scholar you just mentioned? Don't forget your love!"
She couldn't bear the "love story" of a pear tree crushing a begonia tree.
Xuanrao was ashamed: "What are you thinking about? I am a great Confucian."
There was an air of humility in her words.
This is a sign of a woman falling in love.
Sang Yan frowned and said worriedly: "So? What's wrong with the great scholar? Isn't he amazing? Haven't you heard that for every person who slaughters dogs for justice, most of them are scholars who have unfaithfulness?"
Xuanrao felt that her words were extreme: "What's wrong with you? Do you think you have a problem with scholars?"
Sang Yan: "..."
She doesn't have a problem with scholars, but she has a problem with scholars who she likes.
She felt that Xuanrao was very similar to her best friend, and she was full of admiration for scholars.
When her best friend introduced her boyfriend, her eyes were shining: "Sang Yan, he is a top student! A super top student!"
"That's not what I meant. I just don't want you to express your sincerity casually."
She really regarded her as her best friend and didn't want her to get hurt emotionally.
Xuanrao nodded: "I know. I do like him a little bit, but liking doesn't necessarily mean possessing him. Some people just want to appreciate him from a distance."
Just like He Ying.
No matter how much she likes it, it doesn't belong to her.
Seeing her say this, Sang Yan knew that she had a sense of discretion in her heart, so she didn't say much more.
Why doesn't she hope that she will meet her husband?
"Anyway, remember, if you encounter any problems, come to me. As long as I can help, I will definitely help you."
"Thank you, Ayan."
The two talked a lot in the room.
Until sunset, Xuanrao had no intention of leaving.
Sang Yan urged her: "If you don't go down the mountain, it will get dark and it will be very dangerous."
Xuanrao said: "Then I won't go down the mountain. I'll stay with you for one night. We haven't talked so freely for a long time."
Sang Yan was convinced and stopped urging her.
The two had dinner together.
after dinner
Sang Yan went to do evening classes.
Time is an hour.
After she finished, she returned to the room and Xuanrao was already waiting for her on the bed.
"Ayan, go and wash up quickly. We will continue talking later."
"good."
Sang Yan quickly washed up and lay down on the bed.
Xuanrao lay on the bed, holding his chin with his hands, curiously asking her about Shou Gongsha.
She heard about it from Qiuzhi's mouth and found it novel and not satisfied with it.
"How do you know Shou Gong Sha cannot test a woman's innocence?"
She asked, suddenly remembered something, stretched out her hand to open Sang Yan's sleeves, and then saw a bright red grain of palace sand on the inside of her arm, and said in surprise: "You, you -"
You have consummated your relationship with your deceased husband, but you still have the palace sand, so you know that the palace sand is invalid?
She didn't ask the question.
Sang Yan saw what she was thinking, retracted his hand, smoothed his sleeves, and explained: "You are wrong. I thought about it based on the production method of gonggong sand. During the breeding season of female zhugong (chameleon), people use it to make sand.
It is made by catching, pounding and mixing cinnabar. It is equivalent to a kind of paint, which will naturally fade over time. It has nothing to do with whether the woman is innocent or not."
"But after a woman consummates her marriage with her husband, the palace sand will indeed dissipate."
"If you want an explanation, I can explain it. It is the blending of male and female hormones. To be more specific, it is the main manufacturing material of Gonggong sand, which is the female Zhugong (chameleon) during the breeding period. Her whole body is full of estrogen.
When it meets a man’s male hormones, the male and female hormones neutralize it and the color disappears. But this is not the main reason why gecko sand disappears.”
"...I don't quite understand it, but I seem to understand it."
Xuanrao showed a confused look in his eyes.
Sang Yan didn't say much: "You just need to know that they are all used to restrain and exploit women. They are bad habits and should be eliminated."
Xuanrao nodded in agreement: "You are right. On my way back, I met a woman who committed suicide by throwing herself into the lake. I heard that she was the concubine of a wealthy businessman in a certain place. Because the wealthy businessman was doing business outside all year round, he would be away for several months.
In order to ensure that the backyard was clean, every time I went out, I would light palace sand for my wives and concubines. The concubine was gone and was judged unclean. To prove her innocence, she threw herself into the lake and died."
Sang Yan was heartbroken when she heard this: "Oh, another poor woman killed by bad habits."