Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 848 - 850 Bridal Gifts (3)

Chapter 848: Chapter 850 Bridal Gifts (3)

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Outside the Ink Fragrance Lodge at Duke Li Guo Mansion’s

Mo Ziqi sat cross-legged under a century-old pine tree, an ancient zither made of agarwood resting on his lap. The instrument was plump, coated in black lacquer, with a fine detail of flowing water patterns. Jade bridges, jade nut, jade foot, round Dragon Pool, rectangular Phoenix Marsh—if one were knowledgeable, they would recognize it as the Chain-style Zither made by the prestigious Lei Wei family.

Unfortunately, Fei’er did not understand zithers. All she knew was that the sound of the zither was the most beautiful she had ever heard in her life, like music from heaven. It was as melodious and clear as a mountain spring playing among the Qingluan, as carefree and unhindered as the proud breeze passing through the willow tips, as gentle and delicate as the colorful butterflies flitting through flower clusters, as chillingly noble as the red plum blossoming amidst the flurry dancing snow...

The sound of the zither stopped abruptly, and the man playing the zither lifted his head, his cold gaze directed towards the maiden standing at the entrance. An air of unapproachable dignity radiated from his handsome yet indifferent face.

"What is it?"

His frown deepened as he looked over, slightly annoyed at being interrupted while playing the guqin amidst burning incense.

Fei’er was frightened by his displeased gaze and, blushing, bowed slightly, whispering, "I came especially to thank the son for saving my life. Now that I’m well, I was planning to go home, so I came to bid you farewell."

Mo Ziqi withdrew his gaze and calmly said, "You can’t leave now!"

Fei’er exclaimed, "Why?"

"Duke Li Guo’s Mansion has been confined by the emperor’s order. No one in the whole mansion is allowed to leave or enter. Violators will be punished by Disobedience to Imperial Decree!"

The man spoke carelessly, as if discussing a matter irrelevant to himself, showing no signs of fear or impatience.

Fei’er’s heart clenched, and she asked instinctively, "When will the ban be lifted?"

"I don’t know. Maybe soon, maybe a long time, or maybe we’ll wait for the Imperial Order of Extermination of the Entire House..." As the man said this, his narrow phoenix eyes swept over the maiden’s face, seemingly wanting to see her expression.

At that moment, the expression on the maiden’s face became vivid and colorful with shock, sadness, pity, and...heartache!

Yes, that biting of the lips, the fluttering of her large eyes staring straight at him—it was clearly heartache!

Normally, upon hearing they might suffer such an undeserved disaster, shouldn’t a girl be fearful and crying? Why such an expression?

Mo Ziqi’s heart stirred, his gaze softened a lot as he looked at the girl. Her expression was somewhat unexpected, yet also within his expectations. Her expression suddenly pleased him, and deep inside, a slight thrill of finding a kindred spirit arose.

He had long known this girl was different. Luckily, she did not disappoint him!

"Don’t be disappointed, son. Everything will get better."

Fei’er comforted him, her voice soft yet clear, with a hint of determination in her gentle tone.

Mo Ziqi’s lips curved upwards, his voice a few degrees warmer than before, "Young lady, you are in the prime of your youth; aren’t you afraid of being dragged down by our Duke Li Guo’s Mansion and getting your life taken away for nothing?"

"No!"

Fei’er shook her head, her eyes resolute as she said, "If the son had not heroically saved me, Fei’er would have already lost her life to the underworld. How could there still be a life for me to stand here and talk to the son?"

"Your name is Fei’er?"

Mo Ziqi put down the zither, rising slowly. His tall and upright figure stood under the ancient tree, his garment flowing, sleeves relaxed, emanating a celestial-like aura of purity.