Her hair was cloud-like and beautiful! She opened her eyes and found herself back in the third year

Chapter 3 Fang Shixin

When the maid led Fang Shixin in, Qin Yizhen was already sitting in the main seat of the main hall.

She wore a begonia-colored blouse embroidered with gold auspicious clouds and cranes, paired with a matching pleated skirt, and a belt with intertwined floral patterns around her waist.

She casually combed her hair into a bun, adorned with a jade hairpin featuring plum blossoms and bamboo patterns, and two scattered crabapple blossoms that were about to bloom.

That face, with its emerald-green eyebrows, peach-blossom eyes, and crimson lips, made her appear both elegant and charming.

Like a lotus in autumn, pure and beautiful; like a peony or herb, elegant and stunning; truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Moreover, when she looks at people, her eyes are somewhat hazy and pure, like the pure and delicate beauty of a gardenia.

The moment people saw her, it was as if all the flowers and scenery had faded, and only the beauty before them captivated their hearts, making them wish they could possess her.

As soon as Fang Shixin stepped into the main hall and saw the person in the main seat, she couldn't help but clench her fingers.

That vixen!

Fang Shixin was not from this dynasty, but rather a time traveler from the future.

At that time, the current dynasty was called the period of the struggle for hegemony among four kingdoms, namely the Eastern Qin, the Southern Qi, the Western Liang, and the Northern Wei.

The place she was in was the Eastern Qin Kingdom, which was in its thirtieth year of founding. The founding emperor had passed away early, the second emperor Taizong had also died, and the young emperor Jing'an had ascended the throne.

During this period, the ruler of Eastern Qin was young, and the territory of Eastern Qin was coveted by various countries. There was some turmoil both at home and abroad. At this time, one person stood up and supported the country.

This man was Cheng Yan, the maternal uncle of Emperor Jing'an, who was now the Marquis of Pingxi and would soon become the Prince of Pingxi.

Cheng Yan was loyal to the emperor and loved his country throughout his life. He was skilled in military administration and used troops like a god. He was the number one general of Eastern Qin. He deserves half the credit for Eastern Qin's eventual unification of the world.

He was of noble status, respected by the emperor, admired by officials, and loved by the people. He was a god in the hearts of the people. His only stain was that he married his own niece, Princess Yizhen.

One of them was the Empress Dowager's younger brother, and the other was a princess of the current dynasty. The marriage was arranged by the Empress Dowager. People were afraid of power and dared not say much on the surface, but they said all sorts of things in private.

In later generations, many erotic novels featuring the two as the male and female protagonists were written.

Some say that Princess Yizhen was promiscuous by nature and seduced her upright and virtuous uncle, causing him to abandon morality and shame.

The second account states that Cheng Yan, lusting after his sister, took the thirteen-year-old Princess Yizhen as his own in the second year after his sister became Empress Dowager, forcibly taking her and indulging in nightly passion with her.

In Fang Shixin's opinion, Prince Pingxi Cheng Yan was simply a national heartthrob. What wrong had he done? It was all because Princess Yizhen, that vixen, had seduced him and tarnished his reputation.

She absolutely cannot let Qin Yizhen tarnish Cheng Yan's reputation again.

Fang Shi thought of Cheng Yan's face and broad shoulders, and his heart burned with desire.

She bit her lip, suppressing her emotions, and smiled gently as she quickly stepped forward: "Yizhen, your older sister has come to see you."

elder sister?

Qin Yizhen raised her eyebrows slightly.

Yes, Fang Shixin is the same age as her, but a month older. In terms of age, she is indeed her older sister.

But as the daughter of Emperor Taizong and a princess of the court, apart from Princess Huizhen born to Empress Dowager Cheng, who would dare to call themselves her elder sister?

Fang Shixin was tall, half a head taller than Qin Yizhen. She had a gentle, oval face and was dressed in an elegant lake-blue cross-front robe with long skirts that trailed on the ground. She moved gracefully, like a gentle breeze.

Seeing Qin Yizhen looking at her with pursed lips in silence, Fang Shixin sat down to the left of the main seat and asked gently, "What's wrong, Yizhen? Is it because the Marquis has returned and you're feeling down? If you're feeling unwell, tell me..."

Qin Yizhen frowned: "Get out of here."

Fang Shixin's expression froze, somewhat bewildered: "What?"

"Who are you, to sit on equal footing with this princess?"

Fang Shixin looked stunned, somewhat unable to believe that Qin Yizhen would say such a thing.

She licked her slightly dry lips and asked, "What's wrong? Did Cheng Yan bully you again? Don't be afraid. If he bullies you, just tell me and I'll go and confront him."

"How could he do this? A grown man, bullying a weak woman like you!"

Seeing that Qin Yizhen's expression was not right and that Fang Shixin was not as affectionate and kind as usual, Lü Qiao quickly stepped forward to pull Fang Shixin up: "Miss Fang, you have overstepped your bounds. This is not a place for you to sit. Please get up quickly."

Fang Shixin's face stiffened slightly, but she remained seated and refused to get up.

If she were dragged down like that, wouldn't she have no shame?

What illness has struck this delicate, sensitive, and thoughtful princess, who is prone to giving people the cold shoulder, today?

Fang Shixin reached out and grabbed the armrest of the round-backed chair, refusing to budge no matter how much Lü Qiao pulled her. She reached out to grab Qin Yizhen's hand: "Sister Yizhen, what's wrong with you today? Did the Marquis upset you?"

As if provoked, Qin Yizhen quickly withdrew her hand from the table to avoid being touched, then abruptly stood up, frowning angrily: "How dare you! You dare touch me!"

He looked furious and embarrassed, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and was screaming, his fur standing on end.

Fang Shixin was not afraid of her. Ever since she got close to this princess, she knew that she was gentle and easy to manipulate. Even her fierce appearance was just for show and could not hurt anyone.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you. Don't be angry anymore. I came here today because I have a gift for you."

Qin Yizhen didn't answer, but simply lowered her eyes and quietly looked at the seat below her.

Fang Shixin's smiling expression froze, and the way she was fanning herself with the white fan also stiffened.

She was somewhat annoyed and wanted to turn around and leave, but she knew that if she left today, she would really offend him and it would be difficult to get close to him in the future.

She'd gone to so much trouble, yet she still hadn't separated Qin Yizhen and Cheng Yan, and hadn't even gotten close to Cheng Yan. How could she just give up like this?

She clenched her fingers, feeling very unwilling.

"Alright, alright, my sister doesn't want to be close to me today, so I'll stay away from her for now. We can get closer another day when she's in a better mood."

Fang Shixin found a more respectable reason for herself, then got up and left her seat, sitting down in the seat below Qin Yizhen.

However, the change of position made her feel even more aggrieved.

It seems that in order to highlight the host's 'primacy' and the guest's 'secondary' status, the host's chair is higher and larger than the lower seat. Now that the host and guest are separated, sitting in the lower seat makes one feel instantly much shorter.

Fang Shixin felt that Qin Yizhen, who was sitting there, was looking down on her with a somewhat condescending gaze.