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I felt a sudden rush of guilt.
"But Your Highness, you returned so suddenly, and I haven't had time to react."
Xiao Yi stared at me for a long while before slowly saying, "In that case, I will sleep on the couch outside."
"Don't worry, I won't do anything inappropriate to you."
"It's just that I owe you too much over the years, so I want to make it up to you properly."
Xiao Yi's tone was particularly serious.
"Your Highness..."
I looked into his deep-set eyes and momentarily lost my focus.
Xiao Yi placed me on the bed and then turned to leave the room.
I hid inside, listening to his footsteps, and felt a sense of relief wash over me.
"Why are you so timid?"
After he turned off the lights in the outer room, he teased me again.
"Your Highness, I've gotten used to it," I explained softly.
Over the years, I had always slept alone.
Having someone else suddenly there was bound to feel strange.
Moreover, that person was Xiao Yi!
A "dead man" who should have been gone for three years!
"Get some sleep early."
"Tomorrow morning, I'll take you into the palace," Xiao Yi said casually.
"Into the palace?"
I panicked instantly: "Your Highness, what are we going into the palace for?"
"I am Prince Zhongshan, and you are Zhongshan Consort."
Xiao Yi's voice came through a curtain, sounding somewhat muffled. "With the establishment of the New Dynasty, Your Majesty has yet to meet you."
"Now that I have returned, I naturally must take you to meet His Majesty."
I was taken aback.
Indeed.
The New Dynasty has just been established.
The current emperor is no longer the same as he was back then.
In those days, Xiao Yi held great power and commanded a formidable army.
To save their lives, the Former Dynasty Officials all pledged allegiance to Xiao Yi.
For a time, Xiao Yi was unstoppable and his influence was overwhelming.
But just as the Predecessor Emperor was about to confer upon Xiao Yi the title of a prince of a different surname, Xiao Yi suddenly "died."
Looking back now, it seems that Xiao Yi's death was likely a means to avoid the fate of overshadowing the emperor.
He not only preserved himself but also cut off the retreat for the Former Dynasty Officials.
After all, if even Xiao Yi had "died," what storm could those Former Dynasty Officials possibly stir up?
But now Xiao Yi has returned.
With his return, he has unintentionally rekindled the hopes of those Former Dynasty Officials.
Given Xiao Yi's character, he would never be content to be a leisurely prince.
As long as he is willing to put in the effort, regaining military power is not out of reach.
When that time comes, there will undoubtedly be another bloody upheaval in the court...
The next morning, Xiao Yi took me into the palace.
His arrogance and hubris were even greater than three years ago.
Not only did he wear his sword to court, but he also did not bow when he saw the emperor.
A group of officials below scolded him, but he remained unfazed, exuding an air of elegance.
“Xiao Yi, why didn’t you kneel before His Majesty?”
“Do you even acknowledge His Majesty’s presence?”
“ Prince Zhongshan, don’t be so arrogant!”
The officials pointed angrily at Xiao Yi. However, Xiao Yi merely smiled nonchalantly and replied, “I do not kneel because I have an injury on my leg.”
“It is you people who can only boast with your words and have no real abilities.”
“If it weren’t for the establishment of the New Dynasty, when the court is in need of capable individuals, you would probably have gone back to farming by now!”
Not long after Xiao Yi returned to the capital, the Emperor found an excuse to send him back for recuperation. It is said that every day, the memorials criticizing Xiao Yi piled up to half a person’s height.
I lay on a rocking chair behind the screen, listening to the young maidens recounting Xiao Yi’s past while pretending to be engrossed in a book.
“ Prince Zhongshan fought brilliantly in that battle before taking control of the imperial capital!”
“Yes, yes! If it weren’t for that battle, Prince Zhongshan wouldn’t have been so severely injured.”
“But since Prince Zhongshan has already entered the imperial capital, why did he give up the throne?”
“And why did Prince Zhongshan feign death during the Dongyang campaign?”
“Could it be that Prince Zhongshan has some incredible secret?”
The young maidens spoke with great excitement until suddenly, for some unknown reason, their voices came to an abrupt halt.
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