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  In Bai Min's time, she was an unmarried woman. Murong Feng of the Daxing Dynasty was also a woman who had not consummated her marriage. From her experience, she really didn't know what happened last night.

  Why did I sleep in the same bed as Sima Rui? Why was I only wearing a thin shirt and embracing him while sleeping?...

  "It's awake." It was Sima Rui's voice, warm and concerned.

  Murong Feng didn't dare turn his head back, he just nodded slightly.

  "You drank a bit too much last night, you should rest for a while." Sima Rui seemed to be somewhat embarrassed as well, after saying this sentence, he stood there, unexpectedly not knowing how to continue.

  At this time, Chun Liu walked in from outside and brought the water for washing up. "Miss, you're awake. The Fourth Prince and the Eldest Prince are waiting for you in the reception hall, saying they have something to discuss with you and asking you to go over."

  Simarui nodded, "I'll go take a look, you get washed up, I'll be right back to have breakfast with you."

  Murong Feng watched Sima Rui leave, feeling that everything was so unreal.

  "Miss, are you feeling a bit better? Last night when you came back, you vomited terribly and scared me to death." Chun Liu said with a smile, "Miss, you never drink, why did you drink so much this time? After coming back, you kept singing songs. The fourth prince had to use all his strength to get you onto the bed. I've never seen you lose your composure like that before. You even sang while taking a bath, but you never sing usually."

  Murong Feng was taken aback, "Was I really so out of control last night?" "What did I sing?"

  "You've been singing 'When will the moon be clear, bringing wine to ask the blue sky, I don't know what palace is in the sky...' for a long time. I couldn't remember it all, you kept singing and the fourth prince accompanied you, first smiling and listening to your song, then simply sang with you together, after a long time of fussing, finally persuaded you to bed." Chun Liu smiled and said, "Yan Yu sister said that this is the first time she saw the fourth prince being so meticulous and patient, not letting us servants intervene at all."

  Murong Feng's face turned red, wouldn't that be embarrassing? "Was I out of line last night?"

  Chun Liu was just about to speak when Yan Yu walked in from outside, smiling and saying: "Don't believe Chun Liu's lies, you didn't lose your composure - last night, it wasn't until very late that the Fourth Prince escorted you back from outside. At first, you had vomited a bit, and when we were helping you clean up, the Fourth Prince kept blaming himself for letting you drink too much wine, regretting it terribly. After cleaning up, the Fourth Prince told us to leave, and he took care of you personally. Later on, I heard that you kept singing songs - it was the first time any of us servants had ever heard such a beautiful and moving voice. The only thing is, we don't know why you started crying sadly later on. The Fourth Prince stayed with you all along, and later even sang the same song as you, probably using it as a lullaby to coax you to sleep."

  Murong Feng's face turned even redder, heavens, what exactly happened last night?

  "Miss, I was just joking with you. I'm happy for you. Although this Fourth Prince is a bit...but he's really good to you. Last night when you came back, your body wasn't wet at all, but the Fourth Prince was completely soaked. He held the umbrella over your head the whole time. When you were vomiting, the Fourth Prince kept patting your back beside you, not minding at all. You were uncomfortable, and I saw that the Fourth Prince was even more uncomfortable than you, constantly blaming himself."

  Murong Feng felt somewhat bewildered, was it not like he had imagined last night?

  Finished washing and dressing. Chun Liu and Yan Yu left, Mu Rong Feng stood in front of the window, dazed for a while, picked up her pen, and wrote down Su Shi's "Shui Diao Ge Tou" which she sang all night:

  "Jade moon, when will you appear? I'll hold up my wine and ask the blue sky. Unaware of the heavenly palace's height, what year is it now? I wish to ride the wind back home, yet fear the crystal towers and jade halls, where high up, one cannot bear the cold. Rising to dance with the clear shadows, how can this be in the mortal world?"

  "Beyond the vermilion gate, under the low eaves, shining without sleep. Why should there be resentment? What's the point of always looking back at the time of parting? People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, the moon has its phases of fullness and emptiness, these things are hard to perfect since ancient times. But I wish for a long life, sharing the beauty of the moon together across a thousand miles."

  Put down the pen, feeling a little melancholy. Standing quietly, gazing quietly at the outside of the window.

  Simarui quietly stood at the door, looking at Murong Feng's slightly dazed expression, recalling the lovely appearance of this beautiful woman last night.

  Last night, she got drunk and returned to the Fourth Prince's mansion. Feeling unwell, she vomited and said to him, "Simarui, I'm so uncomfortable!" She also said, "Why does such sweet wine make people drunk?" Later, they sang a song together, singing a very pleasant and melodious song over and over again. It seemed that they never got tired of singing or listening to it. He listened to her sing, looked at the tears in her eyes, saw the smile on her lips, and watched her dance like the rain outside the window, spinning around. Later, he also learned to sing that song, singing it repeatedly for her to hear, holding her, singing over and over again, like a lullaby, until she fell asleep leaning against him. At that moment, she was so dependent on him.

  He thinks she has bitterness in her heart, but doesn't say it. He feels heartache, as long as she can live happily, he is willing to do whatever it takes for her, and he is willing to give up everything, including himself.

  The sound of Murong Feng's singing from last night echoed in my ears again, it was such a moving song, sung by her with a clear and cold voice, just like the autumn rain outside the window, it couldn't be let go.

  "It's getting cold, don't get blown by the wind." Sima Rui walked over gently and wrapped up Murong Feng's cloak, lowering his head to see what was written on the table. "Is this the song you sang last night? It sounds great, where did it come from?"

  Murong Feng was slightly startled, turned around to see Sima Rui, and smiled quietly, "You scared me again. If you really scare me to death, how will you compensate me? --- This is a passage written by an old friend, I thought it was good, so I memorized it. Last night, I remembered it and lost my composure." As she spoke, her face turned red, and the coy and shy demeanor of a young woman could no longer be concealed.

  "What's with the loss of composure, your singing is truly pleasant." Sima Rui smiled and said, "It's just that I shouldn't have let you drink so much wine, making you feel so uncomfortable. That wine was brought back by the Emperor from a foreign land, it tastes sweet but is extremely easy to get drunk on. Last night we were chatting happily, and I forgot about this, which ended up making you look so miserable."

  "The Fourth Prince and the Fourth Princess are here. The Rui Qin King has arrived." Yan Yu said softly outside.

  "Alright, let's go and let him wait for a while." Sima Rui responded with a sound, "The emperor is probably worried that you drank too much last night and didn't feel at ease, so he came over to take a look. Actually, he also got drunk last night and played the flute all evening."

  "How did you know he played the flute all night?" Murong Feng asked curiously.

  Simarui smiled and said, "The old residence of the imperial uncle is closest to our mansion. As long as he plays the flute, the first people to hear it must be those in our mansion. I'm afraid that last night your singing voice also reached his ears. The two of you are really interesting. One played all night and one sang all night. He played what you sang, haha, it seems that the imperial uncle has indeed fallen for you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have played the tune you blew.

  Murong Feng was stunned, wondering how he remembered it, as if he had only blown once.

  Simar Minglang looked a bit tired, but his spirit was still good. Seeing Sima Rui and Murong Feng, he smiled and greeted them. His eyes fell quietly on Murong Feng, then slowly moved away, as if it was difficult to do so, as if he had made some kind of decision. In his quiet voice, there was a hint of irreconcilable reluctance: "I'm leaving, I bid you farewell."

  "Why? Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Sima Rui was puzzled. "Didn't you say you'd stay for a few more days before leaving?"

  "There's nothing left to do, why stay any longer." Sima Minglang still smiled faintly, but his smile hid too much reluctance and struggle. "Besides, I'm also the kind of person who can't stay in one place for long."