A big Han netizen uploaded the second volume of Shan You Mu Xie Mu You Zhi ninety-sixth chapter

  She didn't do anything wrong, why did she end up in this situation?

  Three years ago, the crown prince married a new wife. She felt embarrassed and said to her second uncle, "Forget it. Things have come to this, everything is empty talk." Lü Shi, however, comforted her, "Ah Wei, don't worry. As long as you wait patiently, your second uncle will definitely return the position of empress to you."

  Thus he spent his best years and threw away three years in vain.

  But has anyone ever asked her if she really needs to be the queen?

  The sky of Chang'an has entered spring, but it's always a dull gray color that makes people feel suffocated and unable to breathe.

  She seemed to still hear the whispers of the noble girls who had been close to her after she left, as well as the gaze that stuck to her body, with admiration, understanding, confusion, and pity.

  She dislikes this atmosphere.

  It's going to rain again. There are malicious thoughts in my heart.

  The torrential rain poured down, washing away the gloomy and murky atmosphere of the world, as well as all the prying eyes. On the second morning after the rain, when I pushed open the window, I saw a vast expanse of clear blue sky.

  Why don't we wait for the next rainstorm then?

  Rumbling, a thunderclap rolled over, filling the ears incessantly.

  Her breasts rose and fell, getting bigger and bigger. Suddenly she jumped up from the bed, opened the door, put on her wooden shoes outside, ran along the corridor, ran a few steps and came back, took her favorite guqin which was placed on the piano, wrapped it in oilcloth quickly, then turned around and left again without looking back.

  The rain grew heavier, and the water flowed down along the eaves of the corridor, forming a curtain of rain on both sides. When it hit the ground in the garden, it splashed out small whirlpools.

  On such a cool and rainy night, people all hid in their houses to avoid the rain, the entire Hou Mansion was empty at this moment, without a single person.

  This carved railing, this painted window, this pavilion and this lofty building, a magnificent mansion that ordinary people dream of for a lifetime but cannot get, is the cage that raises her, day after day, she is strangled by the throat, unable to breathe freely...

  Why should I. I'll quietly stay in this magnificent cage, waiting for the man in Weiyang Palace to make his final decision, whether it's acceptance or rejection.

  That's too embarrassing for me.

  She ran along the corridor, the wind chimes hanging under the eaves swaying lonely in the wind, just like her heart was now soaked by the rain and had nowhere to rely on. The rain poured in, falling on her head, hair, and body, and soon became wet and soggy all over. The sound of wooden clogs echoed clearly on the corridor, tap-tap-tap, spreading far and wide.

  Afraid of startling others, she simply took off her wooden clogs and held them upside down in her hand. She continued to run forward.

  As for that familiar yet strange emperor brother of mine, I dare not say it's strange, but in the end, there is resentment.

  Although it wasn't his intention, in the end, he was the one who put himself in this awkward situation.

  Well, if you can't take responsibility for my future, then I'll find a way to settle my life on my own.

  She finally burst out laughing, bright and joyful. Because she finally saw a way out.

  The moment her bare ankle touched the icy rainwater, it was a refreshing coolness that penetrated to her heart. However, this icy rainwater could not extinguish the fiery passion in her heart at this moment.

  If this refusal is ultimately unavoidable, I would rather be the one who does the cutting.

  From the inner courtyard of the lady's boudoir to the west courtyard where guests reside, one has to cross half of the marquis' mansion. After passing the west corner gate, there is only a small stone path, and no longer any long corridors to shelter from the rain.

  She lifted her skirt and ran along the smooth path worn by rainwater, pounding heavily on the door of the guest house.

  "Mr. He, Mr. He."

  The door was pulled open from inside, and the elegant white-clad pianist looked at the disheveled young student in front of her, utterly beyond expectation.

  The torrential rain had disheveled her hair, which was now scattered and clinging to her shoulders. Her dark silk dress was stuck to her body, so wet that it could be wrung out. In such a state, Lv Wei should have looked disheveled. However, when she lifted her head, revealing her rosy cheeks flushed with excitement and her bright, fervent eyes, he suddenly felt as if the beautiful ice sculpture had come to life, full of vitality and charm.

  "Take me away." She panted, saying word by word.

  "What did you say?" He Zhen was startled.

  She shivered in the night wind, hugging her elbows tightly, her lips frozen pale from the cold rain, and forced a smile, "Are you sure we want to talk here?"

  He Zhen led her into the inner chamber.

  The candle flame emitted a warm, yellowish light. Sitting beside the fireplace in the house, Lv Wei used a thick towel to wipe her hair, taking a while to warm up. "He Zhen, listen," she said quietly, looking up, "we don't have much time. I want you to take me away from this mansion, away from Chang'an, and settle down somewhere else. Are you willing?"

  "Jiuniangzi," He Zhen gazed at her incredulously, "have you gone mad?"

  "Infatuated?" A faint, cool smile played on her lips. "Perhaps... how could it be? You're not infatuated with me, are you?"

  He Zhēn fell silent for a moment, "I have always admired you, but this is just my own business. You are the ninth daughter of the Lü family, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and well-versed in poetry, books, etiquette and literature... you are destined to be an empress..."

  "Let that wretched empress go to hell." Lü Wei hugged his waist from behind, "Since I've appeared here, I've already made up my mind to throw away everything in the past."

  "But in this Marquis's residence, your family members—"

  "The Book of Rites also says that in the second month of spring, men and women are allowed to gather together, and those who run (together) will not be prohibited. Now it's just the right time for the second month of spring, we can do whatever we want," Lv said with a hum from his throat, "As for my two uncles and brother, they have nothing to do with me."

  "However, you are after all different from ordinary people. If," He Zhen hesitated to say, "if Your Majesty is unwilling to let you go, then the world is big, but there will be no place for us to hide."

  "You don't understand my brother," Lü said quietly, looking at him. "He has been kind-hearted since childhood. Not to mention that I and he have no formal marriage alliance, even if we did. He won't do anything to us. On the contrary, he might even cover for us."

  She only felt a surge of acid in her stomach, and involuntarily rubbed her chest and lowered her head: just afraid that she would still feel relieved.

  He still didn't like her.

  I don't know why, but at this moment, the shadow of that boy in the memory that had already become blurred. The appearance when we first met again clearly floated to my mind.

  That was when we were still in Fengpu, the sun was just right, and we were young. The older brothers disliked her for being a girl and refused to take her out to play, she fell behind alone, feeling bullied, so she sat on the ridge of the field and cried loudly.

  Then she heard a boy's voice beside her asking, "Why are you crying?"

  She turned around and saw a boy about her age, very clean, with a pair of slightly slanted phoenix eyes raised, warm smile.

  Later, her father told her, "This is your cousin from the Liu family. Call him Brother Ying."

  Two light tears flowed down from her cheeks, mingling with the raindrops on her hair, leaving no trace.

  He sighed and took out a handkerchief to wipe her face. Her eyes sparkled, "If I said I wasn't moved, that would be a lie." He grasped the girl's hands in front of him and solemnly said, "You have to think carefully. You've been living in the Hou Manor for so many years, you're already used to wearing fine clothes and eating fine food, with servants waiting on you. If you follow me, from now on you'll only be able to eat plain food and drink plain tea, spending the rest of your life like this. This is a path with no return, Ah Wei. Don't you regret it?"

  She took a deep breath and put everything behind her. Her left hand tightly hugged the guqin in her arms, while her right hand firmly grasped the man who asked if she would regret it later, saying resolutely...

  "As long as I have a piano and you, everything is fine. That's all I need. No regrets!"

  The rain was pouring down from the sky, and old housekeeper Jia poked his head out of the warm room, smiling and asking, "Mr. He, with such a heavy rain, are you still going out?"

  "Hmm." Wearing a raincoat, He Zhen lifted his head and smiled, "My guqin is broken, I'm in a hurry to get it repaired, no matter how heavy the rain is, I can't delay."

  Knowing that this qin master was a bit crazy about qin dao, Old Jia complained slightly in his heart, but still opened the door for him.

  The little servant carrying the zither followed He Zhen out of the door, his slender figure tightly wrapped in a raincoat. As he passed by the gatehouse, he pressed down on his bamboo hat. Old Jia suddenly seemed to catch a whiff of a faint fragrance and couldn't help but look up in surprise, but the scent was gone without a trace, dispersing in an instant.

  Half a time later, the gate of Lü's mansion opened wide, and countless people shuttled through the secret search for the white-robed zither master in Chang'an City. After a continuous drought, heavy rain poured down like a basin, until the second day at dawn, there was no sign of stopping. And He Zhen and Lü Wei's whereabouts were covered by this rain, as if they had been hidden seamlessly.

  "Damn it." In the Lu Hou Mansion, Lü Lü clenched his fist tightly, "What can be done about this?"

  "Jiǔmeì was very well-behaved since she was little," Lǚ Tái sighed helplessly, "who would have expected that at this time, she would bring us such trouble."

  "What's with this Ninth Sister?" Lü Jiancheng suddenly slammed his fist on the table, his face twisted in a fierce scowl. "In our Lü family, we don't have such a shameless and reckless daughter who doesn't know the weight of her actions."

  "Second Uncle," both of the Lü brothers were shocked. "She is indeed the Empress candidate favored by our aunt. The betrothal gifts will be sent out soon."

  "What empress, is no more." Lü Jiancheng said weakly, "Unless you can catch up with her that night and silence all who know. Otherwise, do you think the Han dynasty's empress can be someone who has eloped?"

  "For the time being," Lü Jiancheng said with a sigh, "the only option is to tell Empress Dowager the truth. The Lü family has more than one daughter, and both Eleventh Princess and Thirteenth Princess are of marriageable age, making them suitable as empresses. After all, Empress Dowager still bears the surname Lü, so she should make arrangements for the benefit of the Lü family."

  "Absurd." Lü Zhi slammed the cup in her hand and glared at her brother, "What do you think the position of Empress of Great Han is? Is it a commodity in the hands of the Lü family? The Emperor is my own son, the Emperor of Great Han. Is a concubine even worthy of being his Empress?"

  "But Empress Dowager, my sister," Lyu Jiancheng said discontentedly, "you once promised to return a queen to the Lyu family."

  "I made such a promise, but who let you be so useless that you can't even take care of one Lyu?!" Lyu's anger rose as she raised an eyebrow. "I didn't punish you for the crime of not teaching your disciple well, and it's already a favor because we share the same surname Lyu."

  In the third year of Emperor Hui's reign, it was a season of many troubles. The Xiongnu sent envoys, the emperor got married, and all sorts of big events were happening at once, none of which pleased her. The emperor refused to send Ah Yan out of the pass, wanting instead to choose another imperial princess for marriage, but the Xiongnu envoy said that their chanyu had long been infatuated with the beauty of Empress Lü's daughter and would not give up. And Lu Lihua, who had always regarded her as a future daughter-in-law, suddenly fell into this predicament, leaving Empress Lü worried and exhausted.

  Suddenly, a bold and wonderful idea jumped into Lü Hou's mind.

  Regarding Lü Wei, this character is not important in this book and my article is expected to be very long, so the part assigned to her is very small. In the first volume, she was just a role that people talked about, and in this second volume, until now, she has only appeared twice. Later, because of the nature of the story, she will probably only be mentioned in a few sentences by others, and I won't write about her directly again.

  But just because of this scene, I really like her.

  It seems that once the plot reaches this state of burning up, I write faster. In a water-mill state, I write very entangledly.

  Lü Wei is not a die-hard romantic, but if someone who has always been considered the most suitable candidate for empress ultimately cannot become empress, she will be very embarrassed. So, she took a step ahead and escaped from this embarrassing situation.

  So let's just shout out "Pink Ticket" as usual.

  Above.