Sleep with the master? Tonight?
Song Yihuan felt as if a huge boulder was blocking her chest, and for a moment, she could hardly catch her breath.
If it had been before, if she was asked to sleep with the master, she could just close her eyes and endure it, and the night would pass.
But now, knowing that Ji Lingchuan was the "Spiritual Mechanic Sir" she had been searching for so long, all that she had experienced these days and all the past between them were like heavy shackles, tightly binding her and making it impossible for her to break free.
She looked at the things she had placed on the table. There was not only the perfume cream that Ji Lingchuan had given to her and her two sisters today, but also the fire - avoiding map and the fertility - promoting pills that her stepmother had given her.
"Fourth Miss? What's wrong with you?" Fu Ling asked worriedly when she saw that Song Yihuan's complexion was not looking good. "If you're not feeling well, this servant will think of a way to help you avoid this time of sleeping with the master."
Song Yihuan shook her head and said, "No need. I'll go."
After nightfall, just at the beginning of the Xu hour, Fu Ling secretly gave Song Yihuan a look and pointed outside the courtyard. Song Yihuan knew that someone from Shulan Courtyard had come to take her to Yixiang Pavilion to replace Song Nanxin in sleeping with the master.
After lulling Song Yixuan to sleep and telling Fu Ling to watch over the unconscious Chun Xing, Song Yihuan quietly walked out of Tinglan Courtyard.
She originally thought that this time of sleeping with the master would be the same as before. However, when she walked out of the courtyard, she unexpectedly saw two figures in the dark. One was the maid named "Bai Shao" beside Song Nanxin, and the other was Song Nanxin who had already disguised herself as Song Yihuan.
Even though she had already prepared herself mentally, when she saw someone who looked almost exactly like herself standing in front of her, Song Yihuan's heart still skipped a beat.
"Sister, this is..."
Song Nanxin stepped forward and stuffed a porcelain bottle into her hand. "The heir apparent gave us perfume cream from Que Luo Fang today. I guess he must have noticed something. Otherwise, he wouldn't have tested us like this."
"If I still waited in the side room like before, I couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't notice. Only by disguising and swapping in advance would be the most appropriate. You disguise yourself as me here and then go to Yixiang Pavilion. Even if someone sees you on the way, they won't suspect anything."
Song Nanxin whispered in her ear, "Don't worry. I'll take care of Xuan'er here for you. I won't let anything happen to him."
Looking at the face that was extremely similar to her own saying such words, the blood in Song Yihuan's body seemed to stop flowing.
So that's how it was. "Bai Shao" had disguised the eldest sister as her in advance and brought her to Tinglan Courtyard to swap with her. In this way, no one would notice that it was her who entered Yixiang Pavilion.
In this way, the eldest sister could also hold Xuan'er's life in her hands here to blackmail her, forcing her to play the role of the eldest sister well and hide it from Ji Lingchuan. The eldest sister really had a good plan!
Song Yihuan looked at "Bai Shao". The other person was also looking down at her at this moment. There was a smile on that ordinary - looking face, which made Song Yihuan feel even more terrified.
Tightly clutching the porcelain bottle in her hand, Song Yihuan forced herself to stay calm and nodded. "I understand, sister. I'll be careful and won't let anyone notice."
After disguising herself as Song Nanxin in Tinglan Courtyard, Song Yihuan followed "Bai Shao" towards Shulan Courtyard.
She sized up the tall maid in front of her and squinted her eyes slightly.
Neither of them noticed that a small figure was quietly following behind them.
Inside Yixiang Pavilion, Song Yihuan sat in front of the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror.
Now she had completely changed her appearance and become "Song Nanxin", the heir - apparent's consort of the Prince of Ningqin.
Thinking about what might happen next, she felt that her breathing had become a bit labored. It seemed as if Yixiang Pavilion had turned into an airtight water prison, and she was now being sunk to the bottom of the water.
A shadow fell over her. She looked up and saw "Bai Shao" standing behind her, with a somewhat unpredictable smile on his face.
Remembering her previous speculation, Song Yihuan immediately became vigilant.
What did this person want to do?!
When Song Nanxin usually slept with the master, no one was left in the room. So at this moment, besides Song Yihuan, the only one in the room was this maid named "Bai Shao".
Seeing the full - fledged vigilance in Song Yihuan's eyes from the bronze mirror, "Bai Shao" seemed to have seen an interesting show and got even closer to Song Yihuan.
There was still a lotus lamp lit in the room as usual. In the dim light, "Bai Shao"'s figure seemed taller and stronger than before. When he leaned towards her, Song Yihuan instantly got goosebumps all over her body.
An alarm bell rang loudly in Song Yihuan's heart. She subconsciously lowered her head to avoid the hand that the other person reached out to her. Then the bun on the back of her head loosened, and her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall behind her.
"What is Your Ladyship avoiding? This servant just wanted to untie your bun."
"Bai Shao" said with a smile, then picked up a wisp of her hair and gently took a sniff in front of his nose.
"Your Ladyship's hair is so soft, and there's a faint fragrance on it. Even this servant can't bear to let it go."
Seeing her hair in his hand, Song Yihuan felt as if her scalp was about to explode. She subconsciously waved away his hand and scolded, "Don't touch me!"
The next moment, a sharp meow sounded, and a shadow pounced on "Bai Shao" from the side. Unable to dodge in time, "Bai Shao"'s hand that had just touched Song Yihuan was severely scratched by the cat.
"Bai Shao"'s face instantly turned very ugly. He glared fiercely at the cat that had sneaked into Yixiang Pavilion at some unknown time and was about to step forward to catch the cat. Just then, the voices of the servants bowing outside suddenly came: "Greetings to the heir apparent."
It was Ji Lingchuan!
Song Yihuan immediately avoided "Bai Shao" and took small steps towards the door.
A tall, handsome figure stepped into the room. Seeing the appearance of the person coming, Song Yihuan felt a sense of relief in her heart. She instantly felt as if she had been saved.
Ji Lingchuan specifically waited until the third quarter of the Hai hour in Jingtao Courtyard before setting off for Shulan Courtyard.
He walked even more slowly than usual. His clothes fluttered with his movements, adding a bit more elegance to him.
When he arrived at Shulan Courtyard, he looked up and saw the lamp lit in the room. Just like every previous time when someone slept with the master, it was very dim, but it added a lot of ambiguity.
For some reason, his heart suddenly started to heat up, and his steps became a bit faster than before.
What he didn't expect was that after pushing open the door and stepping into the room, a charming figure pounced towards him. His heart couldn't help but skip a heavy beat. He subconsciously opened his arms and hugged the person tightly into his arms. A fresh and elegant fragrance came from the other person, like a spiritual snake, drilling into his nostrils.
It wasn't the fragrance of osmanthus, lotus, or plum blossoms, but the fragrance of apricot blossoms in full bloom that he was most familiar with.