It was a beautiful day. Feng Guang figured her father was probably in a decent mood too…
That was her hope, anyway. At the moment, she was standing outside the imperial study, silently trying to pump herself up. Deep down, she knew that with her father’s temperament, no matter how rebellious she sounded, he’d probably smile at her gently. But who knew what he’d do behind her back? He might secretly send someone to eliminate Si Jia…
And honestly, it wasn’t that she was being cowardly this time—it was just that she was being realistic. She knew she couldn’t win against her father. Feng Guang thoughtfully rubbed her chin. When she spoke to him, she’d have to act like she was dead serious—she had to make it clear that if anything happened to Si Jia, she wouldn’t want to live either. Only then might her father show some restraint. Though there was a chance it’d just drive him completely mad…
Having rehearsed it all in her head, she took a deep breath. The guards outside the imperial study didn’t dare stop her. Just as she was about to walk in, she heard footsteps from the corridor—Xia Fengxue was coming.
He gave her a charming, graceful smile, his voice gentle as flowing water.
“Feng Guang, what are you doing here?”
“Brother…” Feng Guang paused. Something about him seemed… off today. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it—it was just a gut feeling. Normally, Xia Fengxue was always kind to her, but today his gentleness felt almost overwhelming. She gave a forced smile. “I wanted to talk to Father about something…”
His smiling eyes were disarming. “What is it?”
“Just… a small matter.” She nervously tucked her hair behind her ear, feeling more and more uneasy.
Xia Fengxue reached out and playfully lifted a strand of her hair from her chest. He chuckled lightly.
“Could it be about your suitor selection?”
“…Would you believe me if I said it wasn’t?”
“If I said I believed you, would you believe me?”
“Brother…” Feng Guang grabbed his hand and pulled him into a quiet corner. After glancing around to make sure no one was nearby, she whispered, “I’ll only tell you, okay? Please help me out—and don’t tell anyone else, alright?”
Xia Fengxue was eight years older than her. He’d watched her grow up. Before she turned six, they had barely been acquainted. But after that, they became close, and he was incredibly protective of her. Whatever she wanted, he would find it for her. To Feng Guang, he was the big brother who understood her best.
Xia Fengxue didn’t promise anything right away. “Tell me what it is first.”
“I… I’m in love with someone.”
“How much do you love him?”
“Like… I can’t marry anyone else kind of love…” Her cheeks flushed as she admitted it to her older brother.
His smile deepened. “And which lucky man has managed to win the heart of our Princess Changning?”
“You have to promise not to get mad…”
“I won’t get mad.”
“Okay then—you said you wouldn’t get mad…” She tiptoed up and whispered in his ear, “It’s Si Jia.”
“The low-born zither player?”
“Brother, don’t talk about him like that!” she snapped, a flash of anger in her eyes. “He’s the one I love!”
Xia Fengxue shook his head with a sigh. “So now you’re getting mad at me over a zither player.”
“Are you going to help me or not…” She tugged on his hand and shook it back and forth—her signature move when acting spoiled. “Come on, big brother, help me out…”
He let himself enjoy her sweet, coaxing voice for a moment, then asked,
“Have you always begged me like this when you wanted something?”