C6 What Manners Are There

Even though it was light and warm, Shuangyao's bright forehead was still covered in a layer of fine sweat. Her brows wrinkled in pain, and her little face gradually turned pale.

In the dream, the sword light and sword shadows of Dali were flowing in the blood, and the man whom she had always dreamed of marrying had coldly looked at her. Then, he stabbed the sword in his chest.

Shuangyao suddenly woke up and sat up straight, gasping for breath. It had been three years, and she still often dreamed of Jun Liye killing her in Dali using all kinds of methods.

The night was like a deep abyss of pain, trapping Shuangyao in the abyss. When she lowered her head, she almost couldn't breathe.

The white tiger beside the bed felt Shuangyao's uneasy mood and opened its eyes to whimper at her.

Shuangyao shook her head, and only when she saw the white tiger did she gradually calm down. She raised her hand and touched the white tiger's fur, comforting it, "I'm fine."

However, her other hand gripped the thin quilt on the bed so hard that her joints turned green and white.

She quickly sat up straight and took out the dagger at her waist. The white tiger also entered a hostile state, staring at the person who came.

She thought that Yue Qing would come to harm her because she couldn't stand the humiliation she had suffered from her. However, the deep and familiar voice surprised her.

"It's me."

It was actually Jun Liye!

Shuangyao quietly hid the dagger and got off the bed. She said lazily, "Could it be that the moonlight tonight is too good, and the Southern Pacifying King is interested in me, so he invited me to watch the moon?"

There was no moonlight outside the window, so she was obviously mocking Jun Liye for barging into a woman's room in the middle of the night.

Shuangyao lit the candle and turned around to lean against the table, looking at Jun Liye indifferently.

He was still the same as before, as if he was different from before.

Shuangyao did not have the heart to think about what was different.

Only then did Jun Liye see clearly that Shuangyao was only wearing a thin gauze dress. Because she was half-slanted, half of the gauze slipped down her smooth skin, revealing her beautiful and plump body.

He tilted his head slightly. In fact, he did not know why he had come here.

"I came to ask you, what method do you have to make my dead wife come back to life?" The candlelight hit Jun Liye's chin, leaving a shadow on his neck.

Shuangyao seemed to have not heard what Jun Liye had said. She slowly moved in front of Jun Liye and was only a few inches away from him. She smiled like a poppy flower, a poppy flower that could do anything she wanted.

"Your Highness, the servants in the mansion are not good enough. I want to change them."

"That's easy to say."

Shuangyao shook her head slightly. "What I mean is that I want male servants."

Jun Liye turned his head to her, and his eyes were already burning with flames. "What the heck!"

"If I say that I must?" Shuangyao's tone was soft, but Jun Liye saw a huge iceberg in her eyes. It was so cold that it made people shiver. That stubbornness made him unable to say no.

"I will send the person over tomorrow." A look of disdain appeared on Jun Liye's face. He didn't know how to behave himself.

"Now you are obedient." Shuangyao tidied up her clothes and suddenly left Jun Liye's bed. She took off a sachet tied to the bedside. The fragrance in the room came from it.

She handed it to Jun Liye and said as she counted with her fingers, "This sachet is mixed with Cang Shu, Bai Zhizhi, Huo Fragrance, Mint, Clove, Cremon, and can drive insects and calm the mind. It is useless to me, so I will give it to you as a reward."

She suddenly realized, "I forgot that the silk thread and cloth used to sew the sachet were soaked in the juice of all kinds of flowers for a whole month. Southern Pacifying King, please don't let me down."

Jun Liye looked at the sachet in his hand and his expression changed again and again. In the past, when Yin Shuangyue had nothing to do, she would always like to soak the silk thread in the juice and embroider it into a sachet. However, he had never taken a closer look at it.

"It's getting late. Southern Pacifying King, please go back. Don't forget that my male servant is here tomorrow." Shuangyao turned around and told him to leave.

Jun Liye opened the door and was about to leave when the wind blew in again and lifted Shuangyao's veil. A clear and melodious girl's voice suddenly sounded, and Jun Liye stopped in his tracks.

"Southern Pacifying King, you have read many poems. I think you have heard this poem before. When you hear this poem, your heart will be moved. When the wind blows, it will sweep away all the ashes! From now on, you will not miss me, and you will never miss me!"

Shuangyao tilted her head and did not look at Jun Liye, nor did she look at any of the items. "I heard that the former Princess and the Prince did not only have the intention of meeting each other, but also saw each other as a lowly person and was humiliated by the Prince. Then, what kind of mentality does the former Princess have towards the Southern Pacifying King?"

In an instant, Jun Liye felt as if he had been drenched by the rain outside. A part of his heart suddenly felt like it was about to collapse, causing him to be stunned and his eyes to become blurry.

After a long time, he finally closed the door and left.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night.

Shuangyao sat in front of the dressing mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, her mind filled with countless thoughts.

Jun Liye, you should also have a taste of the pain that I have suffered every night. However, the pain you have suffered is only one hundredth of what I have suffered!

If it wasn't for the person who saved me and brought me back to this corpse, I would have probably entered the underworld and become a vengeful soul. Now, I have to find a suitable person among the men to repay the kindness of the person who saved me.

However, right now, I can't be too ostentatious, so I can only choose some male servants to slowly search for him.

The next morning, Jun Liye did indeed get ten male servants and lined up in a row to stand in front of Shuangyao's courtyard.

After hearing about this matter, Lateral Consort Lo and Yue Qing both came to Shuangyao's courtyard to investigate the situation.

Shuangyao sat at the side and flipped through the book that recorded the background of everyone, but what she paid attention to was only their birthdays.

Yue Qing said in a strange tone, "You don't even want to get married to His Highness and you already want to act like this. If you do, who knows how many things you will do to His Highness. The women from Miaojiang are really shameless!"

The White Tiger was about to bite her when Shuangyao shook her head at it. She turned the ring on her middle finger and gradually approached Yue Qing. Her white finger touched Yue Qing's small face and said, "What? Are you jealous? Southern Pacifying King has not doted on you for three years. I'm afraid that your body has dried up a long time ago. If you can't hold back your lust at night, I can send two of them to your courtyard. I wonder if it's enough?"

When Yue Qing heard Shuangyao's words, a wave of anger rose in her heart. She gathered her strength and was about to hit Shuangyao, but she was instead slapped by Shuangyao.

"This slap is to teach you the meaning of respect and humbleness. If you still can't learn to shut up in front of me, I have plenty of ways to make you shut up!" Shuangyao's voice was not loud, but it was especially strict.

Although it was just a slap, a small gash suddenly appeared on Yue Qing's face. Fresh red blood quickly dyed her front.