Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

For example, in a large pavilion decorated in a foreign style, several Hu women are performing a whirling dance.

Xi Heng still has these people in his memory.

They were here during their previous reign as empresses, and they are here now as well.

After a light laugh, Xi Heng walked around a wide street and arrived at the grand building in front of his target.

Red walls and green tiles, flying eaves and brackets, cloud patterns and crane paintings cover the walls, and the plaque is inscribed with the three large characters "green as jade".

Hua Manlou.

The girl dismounted and led the horse forward, holding the reins.

Upon seeing this, the guards at the entrance of the building respectfully inquired, "Would you like to come inside to rest, sir?"

She simply asked, "Is Yan Hongji here?"

"Are you a friend of the master?" the guard asked tentatively.

"I am her senior."

Xi Heng took out the jade pendant, a token of the Yan family, from the money pouch at his waist and casually tossed it to the familiar-looking guard in front of him: "Give this to Yan Hongji or your steward. I'll wait here."

"Please wait a moment, Your Excellency." The guard, seeing her extraordinary bearing, believed her even without the jade pendant bearing the character "Yan" on her hand, and obediently agreed.

He returned to the building a moment later, which led to the appearance of the building manager, who had gray hair and was dressed in brocade.

Holding the jade token in both hands, the other party immediately ordered the guards to lead the horse for the distinguished guest upon seeing Xi Heng, and respectfully invited her into the building:

"Please follow me, sir."

As they walked through the covered walkway and stepped onto the small stone bridge over the lotus lake, Xi Heng asked, "Is Hong Ji not here today?"

"The head of the household still needs to receive distinguished guests today, and may not be able to return to the building until the afternoon," the building manager said.

It was only morning when we arrived at Hua Man Lou.

“Then prepare a room first, as I will be staying in the capital for a few days,” she said. “I will use the Huaxu Room on the third floor to rest. As for the maids… is Chunxian still here?”

"I will arrange... You have been to my building before?" the building manager asked after a moment of stunned silence.

"Just take it as such," Xi Heng said casually, waving his hand.

The people in the pavilion were quite efficient in dealing with this distinguished guest. After only a few minutes downstairs, the rather petite maid Chunxian came nervously and led Xiheng into the room.

Chunxian seemed to be being specifically asked for the first time, so she was very careful and meticulous, afraid of making the distinguished guest uncomfortable.

Seeing her like this, Xi Heng found it amusing.

On the way to ask the other person to take her downstairs to shower and wash up, she made a few teasing remarks.

So much so that when she got to the bathroom, the steam from the hot water made her face turn a little red.

Chunqian mustered her strength to carry the lightly armored warrior's uniform, adorned with armor plates, to be washed. Afterward, she massaged Xiheng's arms and shoulders next to the wooden bathtub.

"Sir, how's this pressure..." she asked softly.

Xi Heng casually said:

"That's right, I'd love to take you back and make you my personal maid."

"Eh... Ah? Really?" Chunxian asked in a panic.

The word 'not bad' is false.

With Chunxian's soft strength, pressing on ordinary places like the shoulders and arms would only make her feel a little itchy.

However, the following statement is true.

The girl chuckled softly: "Guess."

"If you wish, sir, I am willing to go with you..." The maid pursed her lips, her voice growing softer.

"Unfortunately, the current situation is not good." Xi Heng said, "I need to return to the northern frontier battlefield in a few days. I'll make a decision when I come to the capital again next time."

Chunxian gave a muffled "hmm," carefully massaging her shoulders without saying anything more.

Three more drops of hot water were added, and the floral fragrance in the bathtub gradually dissipated.

After an unknown amount of time, the fatigue from the long journey finally began to subside.

Xi Heng put on a bathrobe, simply tied the brocade belt around his waist, and returned to his room.

The maid had just finished washing the light armor when she ran over to serve lunch to the distinguished guest who had just bathed. She was busy for quite some time before she finally had a moment to herself.

"Here, shall we have a meal together?" Xi Heng poured himself a cup of flower tea, picked up a piece of pastry and put it to his lips, then lightly touched another piece with two fingers and offered it to the lips of the petite maid beside him.

Chunxian blinked, hesitated, and opened her mouth slightly.

The soft, tender pieces of pastry touched her bouncy, pink lips, and were pushed in.

After feeding the maid, Xi Heng slowly sipped his flower tea and handed over a set of tableware.

Seeing the other person hesitantly pick up their chopsticks and savor the food in small bites, she felt relaxed as well.

……

Time slips away unnoticed.

After the meal, Xi Heng dozed off in bed for a while. When he opened his eyes again, it was already afternoon.

She rubbed her eyes and slowly let out a breath.

Having spent so long on the battlefield, it's been a long time since I've had such a peaceful night's sleep.

What I saw when I opened my eyes today was no longer a rough tent, but a restaurant interior decorated with various exquisite ornaments, and I could smell a faint, mellow aroma.

It was definitely much more relaxing than waking up on the battlefield and having to think about how to fight the next battle as soon as you opened your eyes.

Xi Heng lay on his side and softly murmured the name Chun Xian, but after a moment he did not hear a response, so he curiously stuck his head out of the blanket.

Looking around the room, I couldn't find Chunxian anywhere.

"Have they already gone out...?"

She had originally planned to have the other person help her get dressed and styled.

After spending so much time on the battlefield, their ability to groom themselves might have deteriorated.

Xi Heng rubbed her temples, got up, and took off a pink dress from the clothes rack. It looked like something a well-bred young lady would wear, and the layers of fabric fell onto her slender figure.

After dressing up, standing in front of the large mirror and looking at her own reflection, she no longer exuded the murderous intent of a military general, but instead possessed the air of a wealthy young lady.

"It feels so different from when I'm wearing the armor," she muttered to herself, then went to the mirror to examine her makeup more closely.

After a while, there was a soft knock on the door.

Xi Heng assumed it was Chun Xian who had come, so he casually said, "Come in."

The door opened with a soft creak, letting in a sliver of light from outside, and a steady footstep stepped in.

Glancing away, she saw that the person who came was not Chunxian, but another person she was thinking of.

The other person wore a purple and blue silk skirt with many flowers and birds sewn on the surface. The hem of the skirt swayed, the long sleeves hung down slightly, and she had an outstanding demeanor. Her face was like a lotus flower, and her clear gray eyes were bright and affectionate.

"Hongji." Upon seeing an acquaintance, her gaze softened even more.

After so much time has passed, Yan Hongji's evasive demeanor, as if she had always stayed at home and was going out for the first time, has disappeared, replaced by the poise and composure of a well-bred lady.

Upon entering, one is immediately struck by the warm and welcoming atmosphere.

"Senior sister, you've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you for a year and a half."

It seems they've changed how they refer to themselves.

Although she used the word "finally," there was no resentment in her tone; she simply chuckled.

It's as if you can tell her anything.

"Really?" Xi Heng asked in return.

“How could you doubt me, Senior Sister? Lately, I have dreamt of you many nights.” She said, “Now Senior Sister’s name is known throughout the capital, and you are a famous person.”

"Whenever I hear these things, I always think of the days we spent in the Sword Academy, which makes me miss you even more."

If it were the weak and vulnerable Kurenai who once held such thoughts in the Red Thread Sword Academy, she probably wouldn't have said them aloud, even if she did.

Hongji approached lightly, her steps light and natural, exuding an elegant temperament with every movement.

"What kind of title?" Xi Heng asked, showing some interest.

The other person had already reached the back of the chair where she was sitting, and their soft fingers landed on her soft shoulders.

The soft touch and gentle warmth are quite comfortable.

“For example, a heroine.” Hongji leaned down slightly and whispered softly into Xiheng’s ear: “The foremost prodigy of our time, a national protector general, and a woman of unparalleled beauty.”

“The first few were fine.” Xi Heng gazed at Hong Ji’s face through the mirror. “The last title is really a bit of an exaggeration, isn’t it?”

“But I don’t think that’s too much of an honor.” Hongji pinched a strand of Xiheng’s hair between two fingers and gently combed it behind her ear, speaking:

"In this world, only Senior Sister is worthy of this title."

This person's voice always has a captivating quality that can stir one's heart and soul.

Coupled with this absolutely stunning, flawless face, it is even more captivating.

Xi Heng turned his head slightly, no longer looking at himself in the slightly altered bronze mirror, but focusing his gaze on the other person's fair skin.

Indeed, it appears even more vivid at such a close distance.

Yan Hongji curled the corners of her lips and her eyelids twitched slightly, her clear, grey gem-like pupils falling on Xi Heng's face.

When their eyes meet, there seems to be a gentle ripple in their gazes.

Xi Heng chuckled softly, raising his right hand slightly to touch the other's fingers that were resting on his shoulder.

The texture of Hongji's hands is quite nice; they are both smooth and soft, yet have a slight bony quality.

With a gentle push of your fingers, you open the other person's slightly closed fingers.

Let your fingers sink into the other person's fingers.

"Senior Sister..." Hongji softly exhaled warm breath: "I am truly delighted that you have come to see me today."

Xi Heng stared into the other person's eyes and realized that this was not a lie.

"After returning to Beijing, how is the family business you've been managing going?" she asked casually.

If there are still any problems, she wouldn't mind helping the other party solve them along the way.

"Senior sister, don't worry. I have a good friend who helped me resolve some troubles." Hongji also intertwined her fingers with his.

“My friend…” Xi Heng recalled the scene he had seen in his previous life, where Hong Ji and Chu Xiao were walking side by side, and then asked, “Is it Zhao Chu Xiao?”

"..."

The other person blinked, seemingly frozen in place.

However, her refined upbringing allowed her to cough lightly to conceal her surprise, and she only asked, "How did you know about this, Senior Sister?"

"Just a guess," Xi Heng replied simply.

With Chu Xiao, a good friend who ascended the throne early, Yan Hongji's business in the capital would likely be even more successful than in her previous life.

From this perspective, Zhao Chuxiao's ascension to the throne was still somewhat useful to her.

"You really can't hide anything from your senior sister." Yan Hongji naturally didn't believe that she was just guessing; she only thought that Xi Heng had a very strong intelligence-gathering ability.

"The distinguished guest I am welcoming today is His Majesty Chu Xiao. After visiting my senior sister, I still need to return... Shall I go back to the building to catch up with my senior sister after nightfall?"

As she spoke the last paragraph, a hint of tenderness appeared in her voice.

It seems that the words "reminiscing about the past" do not have a literal meaning, but rather contain something else.

Xi Heng smiled faintly, without revealing his true thoughts.

When their eyes met, it seemed that nothing more needed to be said.

As Yan Hongji loosened her clasped fingers, stepped back, bowed, and was about to leave, she suddenly asked:

Is Chu Xiao in this building?

The other person stopped in their tracks, their long eyelashes fluttering.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she said, "Her Majesty is currently having afternoon tea in the VIP room on the third floor."

"The third floor...that is, the one across the street?" Xi Heng thought for a moment.