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Chapter 301 Master, would you like to try the beast form?
Chapter 301 Master, would you like to try the beast form?
He leaned against a pillar, holding a guzheng upright in one hand and a wine bottle in the other.
The simplest transparent wine bottle, only half full of wine.
Manju tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp, then casually tossed the bottle away.
He gently plucked the strings.
He held the guzheng vertically with one hand and played it, exuding an air of arrogance and a collapse of social order.
The sound of the zither began, blending into the ritual music.
The unique, clear and melodious sound of the guzheng strings is in no way inferior to the chorus of bells and drums of the ritual music department, and even has a hint of leading the way, grand and majestic, elevating this fixed piece to a different artistic conception.
It evokes a sense of solemnity and excitement in people's hearts, and the joyful and celebratory music is deeply moving.
Who still remembers the eldest son of the Man family, who once danced with such talent and grace at a state banquet, outshining all others?
Sang Qing smiled gently and silently said "thank you" to Man Zhu.
Manju received it, but remained nonchalant, a lazy and wicked smile playing on her lips.
Amidst the loud chanting and singing of Xuanzhi, Sang Qing, holding Shi Ying's hand, went through all the procedures and climbed the ninety-nine steps.
As I walked through the center of the Golden Palace, a dazzling light suddenly shimmered overhead, as beautiful as a special effect.
The golden phoenix faded away, transforming into a blue black bird.
It was an extremely beautiful peacock blue, interwoven with a golden halo, identical to the beast mark on Shi Ying's wrist, only more magnificent and imposing.
Exclamations arose from all around, followed by orderly and respectful sounds of worship.
It is a reverence for bloodline and an affirmation of identity.
Sang Qing also looked up at the dome of the main hall with some surprise. Is this the special feature of the phoenix bloodline?
She raised her hand and calmly said, "Rise."
Then he personally led Li Qiu to sit down in the most prominent position on the right before walking up to the top position with Shi Ying.
The investiture announcement resounded throughout the main hall, accompanied by fireworks and music, proclaiming the news to the world.
The highest-level investiture ceremony, the most orthodox ritual, solidified Shi Yingfengjun's unshakeable status.
Looking at the golden couple at the head of the table, feeling the unique and genuine affection between them, Li Qiu couldn't help but fill her eyes with tears.
The brat has really found a different kind of wife.
He was happy for them.
The ceremony was completed, and the two went to their bedroom.
Shi Ying handed a jade cup filled with wine to Sang Qing, saying, "My lady, let's drink a toast together."
Shi Ying looked at Sang Qing, her eyes filled with passion and tenderness.
This is an ancient tradition, but many families that value rituals have preserved it as a symbol of good fortune.
The little incident during the day didn't affect his mood. No matter how many people liked Awan, Awan was only his.
The wife's wife...
Sang Qing held his wine glass, carefully studying the two words, his eyes filled with deep meaning.
Shi Ying had many ways of addressing her, but this was the first time he had formally called her "wife".
She recalled how he had stubbornly refused to acknowledge her as his wife, and now, comparing it to the contrast with his later behavior, she felt a strange sense of bitterness.
Sang Qing sat on Shi Ying's lap, and they drank the nuptial wine together, their necks intertwined.
Setting down the wine glass, Shi Ying carried Sang Qing towards the bed.
Beautiful time and lovely scenery, but the spring night is too short...
"Master, would you like to try out the beast form?"
"do not want!"
A man's low, wicked chuckle came from inside the tent.
"Master, you are mine."
"Yes, I am yours."
Holding the delicate beauty in his arms, Shi Ying felt completely satisfied.
Ah Wan's responses are always so reassuring.
Love only becomes meaningful when love and being loved happen simultaneously.
Although she did not give him a wedding, she did give him such a grand investiture ceremony.
He strived to become stronger, wanting to be the only male by her side, only to discover that she had already promised him her allegiance. How fortunate he was.
……
The next day, Jiang Zhiyi came to see Sang Qing alone, and Sang Qing ordered someone to lead her to the Xixuan Hall.
During the ceremony, the two merely nodded to each other from a distance and did not exchange a single word.
Jiang Zhiyi clasped her hands together on her lap, her demeanor exuding the elegance and poise of a noble lady.
She already knew about Jun Xinyue's death, but she could only smile bitterly with red eyes. "Xinyue said that the first time she saw you, she liked you very much as a gentle and capable female. She said that when she became empress, she would make you her chief commander."
Jiang Zhiyi sighed helplessly, "This wish was ultimately not fulfilled."
Sang Qing didn't speak, but quietly sipped her tea.
Her feelings towards Jun Xinyue were always complicated.
The second princess died before she returned to the capital. It wasn't Cang Yun who did it; it was Jun Xinyue.
She was somewhat surprised when she received the news, but not too surprised.
He was genuinely friendly with her, and he was also genuinely scheming against her.
Jiang Zhiyi didn't expect Sang Qing to answer; she just sighed.
Why did both sides suffer losses?
She wasn't a delicate flower kept in seclusion; she knew that this outcome might be the best result.
No matter who ends up together, she can't blame the other.
The two talked for a while longer, mostly Jiang Zhiyi's congratulatory words and reminders to Sang Qing about the situation in the old dynasty.
Sang Qing expressed her gratitude to Jiang Zhiyi, and the two said goodbye.
Reaching the entrance, Jiang Zhiyi glanced back at the palace gate and sighed again.
She could sense that even if Sang Qing was willing to see her and would listen to her patiently as before, an irreparable rift had formed between them.
Perhaps her own mindset has changed.
We can no longer laugh and chat as carefree as we used to.
Their status has changed, and perhaps that's not so bad.
At least, Qingqing still considered her a friend.
Jiang Zhiyi rubbed her frozen cheeks and stepped into the freshly fallen snow.
On the other side, Sang Qing stood under the eaves for a while, watching Jiang Zhiyi leave.
She wasn't too bothered by it; she took it all in stride, cherishing what came and going peacefully.
Jiang Zhiyi didn't go straight home after leaving the palace. Instead, she planned to inspect her properties along the way. She happened to run into a fox-eared boy who was listlessly drinking in her shop.
Because of rumors that the Queen has a unique preference for beast forms, there are now more beastmen in half-beast form appearing in public.
But the pink fox ears still stood out among the orcs, and precisely because they were so conspicuous, no one dared to go forward and cause trouble.
Jiang Zhiyi walked to Mo An's desk and sat down, tapping the surface. She asked leisurely, "Young Master Mo, what's wrong?"
Mo An looked up at her, his voice muffled, "I'm heartbroken."
"Didn't you break up with your boyfriend a long time ago?" Jiang Zhiyi asked bluntly.
"No way!" Mo An retorted.
No confession means no heartbreak.
He just broke up with his girlfriend yesterday.
Still being stubborn.
"Alright, alright, if you say no, then no. Take your time drinking. Since you're heartbroken, I'll give you a free drink today, and I'll even throw in a free drink for you."
Jiang Zhiyi called over a waiter and ordered a "forgetfulness potion" for Mo An.
He told the manager to keep an eye on things, then left without lingering and went about his own business.
The waiter quickly brought over a glass of iced blue gradient drink.
Mo An was feeling depressed and couldn't find a solution, so he picked up a glass and gulped it down.
The icy liquor went down his throat, and the combined effect of the different drinks was quite strong, causing him to cough and his vision to blur.
He lay back on the sofa, feeling dizzy, with the bright light from the incandescent bulb above his head, just like the light he had seen on Sang Qing that day, gentle as if an angel had descended.
Waaah~ I'm so sad~