Chapter 389 'Feeling sad for my life experience'

Tick ​​tock!

Tianxuan sat alone in the waterside pavilion, placing his endless sorrow and complex emotions in the music, venting his inner entanglement in this way. Outside this waterside pavilion, several figures appeared at some point.

Yan Fei, Moon Goddess, Great Sima Ming, Lesser Sima Ming, Zi Nu, and Nanyue!
After dinner, Tianxuan came here alone to play the piano. Intellectually, the women knew that the exposure of the identity of the fourth son of the Tianxuan Empire was a good thing for him, which meant that he was qualified to compete for the position of the crown prince of the empire; emotionally, the women found that Tianxuan was not as indifferent as he appeared, let alone how happy he was.

Therefore, including the eldest Shao Siming who sent the Fusang tree back to the Yin-Yang family and returned to Tianxuan, all the girls followed him because they were worried about Tianxuan's situation. Facing this piano music that condensed endless complexity and revealed infinite melancholy, the never-speaking Shao Siming was touched by her heartstrings, and a pearl-like full and bright tear rolled down from her eye socket, wetting the thin gauze scarf.

"Lady Yan Fei, why does my husband seem unhappy at all?"

Da Siming was also infected by Tianxuan's piano music, his eyes turned red, and he turned his head to ask Yan Fei.

Although Yan Fei seemed fine, Yue Shen, who was standing beside her, noticed that her sister's hanging hands were clenched tightly, veins popped out on the back of her smooth hands, and her red-painted nails seemed to be digging into her flesh.

"The reason is simple. My husband is feeling sad about his life experience!"

"Lady Yan Fei, my husband is the son of His Majesty. What is there to be sad about?" Hearing what Yan Fei said, Da Siming was confused.

The Moon Goddess sneered and said, "Isn't this worth being sad about? First, although my husband is your Majesty's son, your Majesty has never announced that he has a son wandering around, let alone sent anyone to look for him. This is enough to prove that neither my husband, the son, nor his mother, Madam Ziyu, has a high status in your Majesty's heart."

"Your Majesty knew my husband's background because he sent people to look for him, and your Majesty found some clues." Yan Fei took over the conversation and added tacitly, "So, this father-son recognition was just a matter of convenience, and there was not much emotion involved."

"Secondly," Yan Fei continued, "since my husband is the son of His Majesty, and a son who has made great contributions to the Qin Dynasty, that means that from the moment his background was exposed, he was involved in the struggle for the position of crown prince of the empire, and would fight with his eldest brother Fusu, his eighteenth brother Hu Hai and others!"

Things have changed, and it was Moon Goddess' turn to take over her sister's words, "Although my husband has never said it himself, I can see that he longs for family affection. Otherwise, he would not have sent people to investigate his life experience. If my husband was just born in an ordinary wealthy family in the empire, he could still enjoy the love of his family. However, being born in an imperial family means that unless he has his own children, he can never enjoy the taste of family affection."

'My own child!'

Although the Moon Goddess said it unintentionally, all the women present, except Zi Nu, have formed a bond with Tian Xuan. When the extremely important concept of "children" came up in family life, all the women blushed and had a bit of loss in their eyes. Except for Shao Siming, Yan Fei, Nong Yu, Da Siming, and the Moon Goddess herself are all older than Tian Xuan.

The youngest Grand Siming was estimated to be around ten years old; the other women were all around twenty years old. Indeed, they could lock in their youth with their profound cultivation, making their faces as beautiful as those of a young girl, and their bodies as curvy, graceful and attractive as those of a virgin.

However, they could not change their inner selves. The fact that they still had no children was a hidden pain in the hearts of the girls.

The Moon Goddess who said this, seeing the disappointment on the faces of others, including her sister Yan Fei, couldn't help being touched. She lowered her head, feeling lost.

"Tomorrow, I will make some arrangements to find a few women with clean backgrounds and good looks to be concubines for my husband." After a long silence, Yan Fei, who had the highest status among the women around Tianxuan, dispelled the disappointment in her heart and said nonchalantly.

“No need!” As soon as Yan Fei finished speaking, Zi Nu, who was isolated by the other women, spoke up. Her delicate face showed a domineering aura that did not belong to a woman. “Tonight, I will sleep with my husband! With six women around me, I don’t believe that we can’t have children. It’s really because we are too old!” “Sister Zi Nu, you!”

"Zi Nu, you have finally come this far."

"That's absolutely right. Who says having children is a man's problem?"

……

Zi Nu was indeed a woman who had been a brothel owner. She showed extraordinary toughness on such a topic, which was extremely embarrassing for a girl. When these words came out, Nanyue was shocked. Yan Fei, Yue Shen, and Da Siming were shocked, but their tone contained a hint of expectation.

tread!tread!tread!
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard in the distance. Zi Nu turned her head and saw a maid with a maid's bun running towards them.

"Your Majesty, ladies." The little maid ran to a few feet behind the ladies, stopped her steps smartly, took a few deep breaths, and reported, "The eldest master is here!"

Ding Dong!

Coincidentally, Tianxuan, who was sitting in the waterside pavilion, expressing his complex emotions through music, also played the last note. This song, nameless, had seven strings playing together, injecting Tianxuan's emotions into it. As the melody changed, most of Tianxuan's endless sorrow was also vented.

When the last note was played, the strings under Tianxuan's hand were tense, and seemed to be about to break. A quick note, and the air of war overflowed.

"please."

Although Tianxuan played the piano the whole time, with his cultivation, he could easily keep an eye on all directions and listen to all directions, and heard every word of the conversation between Yan Fei, Yue Shen and other women. When he learned that his former partner and current political enemy, Prince Fusu, had come, Tianxuan slowly stood up after playing a song, with a complex and incomprehensible look in his eyes, and uttered a word from between his teeth.

………………

The sky was as dark as ink, like the softest silk, dotted with stars, like tiny gemstones, and suddenly fell, announcing the end of the day and the beginning of the night. As the night fell, the cold wind was as sharp as a knife. Unless it was necessary, no one would be willing to leave the warm house and walk in the cold winter night.

Tianxuan Temple, study.

Candles were lit in the study, illuminating the room.

Under the floor, there was a fire dragon, emitting wisps of heat, making the study room exceptionally warm. Facing the visitor, Prince Fusu, whose life story had been exposed and who was no longer his companion, Tianxuan maintained a good demeanor, ordered his servants to prepare wine and food, and enjoyed it with Fusu in the warm room.

Although there were fragrant dishes right next to them, Tianxuan and Fusu did not touch them. They stared at each other with their eyes wide open, separated by a rosewood desk.

(End of this chapter)