I traveled through time just for the jade hairpin, I never wanted to be the queen

He Tingxi came to Ling Xiyue's yard under the escort of the guards.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ling Xiyue sitting in the pavilion, carefully looking at the white plum jade hairpin he had given her.

He smiled and called out to Ling Xiyue, "Xiyue."

When Ling Xiyue heard the voice, she looked up and saw that it was He Tingxi. She was a little surprised.

But he still stood up, bowed slightly to He Tingxi, and waited for the guards to push He Tingxi over.

Ling Xiyue spoke only after He Tingxi came closer.

"Your Highness, why are you here at this time? It's only 5 p.m."

He Tingxi did not respond, but gave instructions to the people around him.

"All of you please step down. Xiaoyin, you step down too."

"Yes."

After everyone around him left, He Tingxi said to Ling Xiyue gently, "Sit down and talk."

Ling Xiyue sat down, still holding the white plum jade hairpin in her hand.

"Your Highness, is there something urgent? Why are you coming here at this time?" Ling Xiyue was a little confused.

He Tingxi smiled and shook his head, "Nothing urgent, I just want to see you."

Ling Xiyue was stunned and a little speechless, "Your Highness, don't we see each other every day?"

"But, I want to see you all the time." He Tingxi said affectionately.

Looking at He Tingxi's affectionate face, Ling Xiyue didn't know what to say. She lowered her head and looked quietly at the white plum jade hairpin in her hand.

He Tingxi noticed the jade hairpin and asked curiously, "Why don't you wear it on your head?"

Ling Xiyue looked at the jade hairpin and said, "Your Highness, this jade hairpin must have cost a lot of silver, right?"

Hearing this, He Tingxi just smiled and advised softly.

"Why are you asking about the price? Don't worry about it, just wear it."

After saying that, he took the jade hairpin and inserted it into Ling Xiyue's hair.

"You have to wear it to show its value. You can't just leave it alone. Do you understand?"

Seeing this, Ling Xiyue didn't ask any more questions.

I thought to myself: I just looked at it carefully, this white jade is indeed top-grade white jade. The original owner said that this jade hairpin is worth five or six million, which must have been a lot of silver in ancient times. I didn't expect that His Highness, who has always been thrifty, would be willing to spend money on me.

At this moment, Ling Xiyue felt touched when she thought about how good He Tingxi was to her.

Seeing Ling Xiyue looking thoughtful, He Tingxi asked with a smile, "Are you still worried about the price of the jade hairpin?"

Ling Xiyue's thoughts were revealed and she couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"I was wondering, Your Highness has always been frugal, how could he be so generous?"

He Tingxi smiled lightly, reached out and touched Ling Xiyue's pink face, his tone gentle.

"It seems that if I don't explain it to you clearly, you will still have wild thoughts. In fact, it didn't cost much money, because this white jade was left to me by my mother. I thought it would be a pity to leave it alone, so I ordered the craftsman to make a white plum jade hairpin."

"Your Highness's mother?" Ling Xiyue muttered. At this moment, the original owner's memory flashed through her mind.

It turned out that He Tingxi's mother was His Majesty's first wife, and she died of illness when He Tingxi was ten years old.

The current Queen is the Queen Consort and He Jingcheng's biological mother.

After knowing He Tingxi's life experience, Ling Xiyue couldn't help but let out a faint sigh.

Seeing Ling Xiyue's sad face, He Tingxi asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you thinking of something sad?"

"I was thinking, Your Highness, your life experience is a bit similar to mine." Ling Xiyue sighed.

He Tingxi was stunned, then smiled faintly.

"You reminded me, and now I feel that we are quite similar and have the same situation."

"Yeah." Ling Xiyue nodded.

"So, it must be destined by heaven that we can become husband and wife." He Tingxi said with a smile.

When Ling Xiyue heard this, she couldn't help feeling guilty when she thought about leaving in the future. She lowered her head slightly, smiled foolishly, and said nothing.

He Tingxi thought Ling Xiyue was shy, and his heart was instantly moved. He took Ling Xiyue's hand and said softly: "Xiyue, let's go back to the room and talk, okay?"

Looking at He Tingxi with a deep affection, Ling Xiyue muttered in her heart: Your Highness, is he? He wants to be intimate with me again. Although I am very satisfied with his performance, it is too frequent, isn't it? No, I have to be moderate. I can't indulge myself too much.

After thinking about it, she looked at the sky.

"Your Highness, it's still early. I'd like to sit for a while." Ling Xiyue deliberately avoided looking at He Tingxi.

He Tingxi also looked at the sky, and then he smiled and suggested: "It is indeed not time for dinner yet, but judging from the sky, it should rain in an incense stick of time, so, should we go into the room?"

"Will it rain? The sun is still out now." Ling Xiyue looked up at the sky again.

"Want to make a bet? If I lose, I won't stay in your room tonight, but if I win, you have to be obedient and come into the room with me, how about that?" He Tingxi smiled cunningly.

Hearing this, Ling Xiyue looked at He Tingxi. She always felt that He Tingxi was full of confidence, and she was very suspicious.

"Your Highness, I think you are absolutely sure, so I don't want to bet with you."

"Really? Are you so timid? You don't even dare to make a bet like this?" He Tingxi deliberately provoked.

Just when she was about to give up the bet, she suddenly thought of a good solution.

"Your Highness, I guess you must have predicted that it would rain, so I won't make this bet with you. Let's change it."

He Tingxi instantly became interested and asked, "Which one should I change to? Tell me about it."

"That's right. Let's make a bet on when it will fall. It has to be very precise. If it doesn't fall at the time you said, you lose. What do you think? Do you dare?" Ling Xiyue said with a proud smile.

He Tingxi looked at the cunning Ling Xiyue and nodded, "Okay, no problem, I'll guess the time of one stick of incense."

"Are you sure? Don't regret it?" Ling Xiyue confirmed again.

"Sure." He Tingxi nodded affirmatively.

"Xiaoyin, bring out the incense and the incense burner." Ling Xiyue shouted outside.

Soon, Xiaoyin took out the incense and incense burner, lit it, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Ling Xiyue and He Tingxi waited quietly.

He Tingxi remained calm throughout the whole process.

Ling Xiyue waited quietly, thinking in her heart: Your Highness, with many years of experience in marching and fighting, must be able to check the weather. But, I don't believe that he can calculate the time of rain so accurately. This time, I will definitely win. If I win, I can sleep well tonight. It's great.

The more Ling Xiyue thought about it, the happier she became. The corners of her mouth had already unconsciously risen, and no matter how hard she tried to purse her lips, she couldn't suppress it.

He Tingxi saw the change in Ling Xiyue, but he remained calm and unhurried.

Time flies, and soon, the incense stick will be burned out.

Seeing that it was still not raining, Ling Xiyue smiled triumphantly.

"Your Highness, the incense is about to go out. Look, it's not raining yet. It seems that Your Highness, you can't stay in my room tonight. I'm so sorry."

"Isn't it burned out yet? Let's wait until it's completely burned out." He Tingxi said calmly.

Seeing this, Ling Xiyue had no choice but to respond: "Okay, let's wait a little longer."

But I was so happy in my heart.