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At that moment, in a small teahouse nestled in the alley, the waiter, draped in a white towel, sat idly on the steps in front of the shop. Business was slow, but there were still customers. However, the esteemed guest was in a private room, and disturbances were not allowed.
"According to you, five hundred years ago I was Xu Fanluo, the ruler of the Crimson Sun Kingdom, and you, Lin Kedu, were my... favored consort?" Bei Heng raised an eyebrow as he sat on the bench. The simple decor of the teahouse did nothing to diminish his innate nobility.
On the other side of the tea table sat Lin Kedu, who was still wiping her tears with her sleeve. In comparison, she looked quite disheveled. She sobbed softly, her body trembling slightly.
"Yes, that was during the Third Year of Yong'an. I entered the palace to meet you as a talented maiden and performed the Phoenix Dance for you in a red long skirt in the grand hall."
Halfway through her words, Lin Kedu suddenly became shy, lowering her head as a faint blush crept onto her face. "At that time, you were smitten with me at first sight."
Bei Heng took a delicate sip of tea and nodded slightly, signaling her to continue. His expression seemed to suggest that he considered it merely a strong wind that gave him goosebumps.
"Afterward, you took me as your consort and showered me with affection. Five years passed like this until the armies of a neighboring country threatened us. The prince had long coveted my beauty and specifically requested me as a peace offering. Your malicious empress had always looked down on me and took advantage of your absence to send me over..."
Lin Kedu's sobs grew more pitiful as she spoke, but her hand stealthily reached out from behind her sleeve to pinch a few sunflower seeds from the table. She gently picked one up and quietly popped it into her mouth.
"If I didn't know you were employed in the heavenly realm, I would think you were just an uneducated wandering sorcerer."
The Third Emperor, bored from his time in the heavenly realm, treated it as if he were watching a tragic play. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes glinting with amusement.
Lin Kedu's vivid storytelling felt somewhat insincere. Moreover, she had previously glared at him with disdainful eyes as if she wanted to tear him apart.
"I am being serious."
Lin Kedu solemnly shook her head, then covered her face and sobbed, leaning forward. "For hundreds of years, I refused to reincarnate just to find you. To locate you, I had to build connections, pry the pearls from the Water God’s shoes, and tug at the Dragon King's beard. Finally, I have found you, my little nemesis."
In a moment of deep emotion, Lin Kedu impulsively wrapped her arms around Bei Heng's legs in a bear hug, holding on tightly.
The Third Emperor remained remarkably calm. Even in the face of such a vigorous display, he asked without missing a beat, "So now tell me, how were we in love before, and what was your intention?"
Seeing his negotiable tone, Lin Kedu revealed her true nature. She lifted her chin defiantly and said matter-of-factly, "I have genuine feelings for you, so you, Third Emperor, must take responsibility for me and treat me well."
Bei Heng said nothing as he stood up and walked to the window. His steps were steady; his tall figure blocked some of the sunlight streaming into the room. With his back to the light, his handsome features were shrouded in shadow as he muttered something.
In that moment, Lin Kedu felt as if she had returned to that fateful year when he stood with his hands behind his back in the grand hall, looking down at her with disdain while she knelt below, her knees aching. She could still hear him say, "Lin Kedu, you're dreaming."
Bei Heng continued, "As for what happened five hundred years ago, though I don't remember it clearly, finding out wouldn't be difficult. Lin Kedu, your storytelling skills are impressive; however, you've chosen the wrong audience."
Lin Kedu's face turned pale as her eyes widened in disbelief at his words: "Finding out wouldn't be difficult."
After a long moment, she pouted and casually replied, "Isn't it more interesting to discover the truth of a story on your own? But I can assure you that what I said today is absolutely true."
After all, the protagonist of that story was someone else.
Lin Kedu chuckled self-deprecatingly. Why did such melancholic sentiments always join in during festive times? Fortunately, this sadness was fleeting—a raucous rooster in her hand brought her thoughts back.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Kedu quietly pushed open the door with the intention of surprising those inside. She moved lightly but was unexpectedly startled instead.
In the courtyard, the willows swayed gently in the breeze, and the Daphne flowers bloomed in full splendor. Yet no beauty could compare to the woman dancing gracefully beneath the willow tree. Dressed in a red outfit with a long skirt, her dark hair flowed elegantly, and the tips of her embroidered shoes barely touched the ground. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her upturned face radiated a beauty akin to fireworks.
The dance was the renowned Phoenix Dance that had captivated many in its time; the woman was the legendary Beauty who had once turned heads across the land.
Even the Handsome Man standing nearby, clapping along to the rhythm, remained unchanged. The admiration in his eyes ran deeper than it had in the court years ago.
The Lin Kedu felt a familiar unease creeping into her heart, and a flicker of panic flashed in her gaze.
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