At this moment, Xiao Jin was standing in the Great Yao Palace.
She silently extended her hand and discovered that her body had become transparent.
Xiao Jin didn't feel pleased about being able to disguise herself as an invisible person because she remembered that she was taking a bath before entering this memory fragment.
Her only thought now was that she really wanted to leave.
But obviously, she couldn't leave.
According to the usual plot in online novels, she had to wait until the memory fragment ended before she could return to the original book world.
Xiao Jin understood all of these principles.
However, she really didn't expect that the scope of the memory fragment's activities would be so small.
She wanted to go out and see the scenery outside the palace, but as soon as she walked out of the room, she felt an irresistible force blocking her way.
So Xiao Jin just stayed here.
She didn't know how long she had been in the room when she finally saw a living person.
Looking closely, the person's eyebrows and eyes were extremely similar to Chu Shao's.
She wore a blue dress with silver sleeves and had pure white feathers hanging from her earlobes.
However, Chu Shao's features were gentler, while this person's face was full of coldness and loneliness.
Her clothing was extremely gorgeous, as if she had just experienced a grand ceremony, but there were not many attendants around her.
There was only one maid holding her hand, whispering, "Concubine Rong, please be careful."
Xiao Jin immediately understood who this person was.
She was Chu Shao's mother, Concubine Rong.
Concubine Rong didn't speak, she just glanced at the maid.
After that, Concubine Rong entered the palace.
As the other party gradually began to move around in the palace, Xiao Jin's range of movement also slowly expanded.
She found that the palace where Concubine Rong lived was built of glazed tiles. In the sunlight, the entire palace appeared transparent and bright.
After observing for several days, Xiao Jin learned that Rong Lian used to be a dancer in the Jianjia Building.
Occasionally, Rong Lian would put on her dancing clothes and dance gracefully in the glazed palace. Her back was bare, her gestures were varied, and the silver-blue pattern on her shoulders was faintly visible.
Xiao Jin watched from the palace, feeling somewhat incredulous.
Even if Rong Lian danced beautifully with her identity, she shouldn't have been conferred as Concubine Rong by Emperor Yao.
Until one day.
After Rong Lian became pregnant, she closed the palace gates tightly and refused to see any visitors.
Emperor Yao was busy with state affairs and seldom visited her, only sending many rewards and pregnancy medicines through the palace maids.
But there was someone who could order the palace maids to open the gate and walk into the palace nonchalantly.
The woman wore a purple robe and a silk crane cloak. Her appearance and bearing were indescribably noble, like a distinguished personage of Yao's country.
There was a vermilion mole between her eyebrows, and she held a food box in her hand, as if smiling, but it seemed not.
Xiao Jin felt that this deliberate smile was very familiar.
Later, she realized that the smile on the woman's face was exactly the same as Chu Shao's.
While Xiao Jin was thinking, the woman in the purple robe had already walked up to Rong Lian.
At that time, Rong Lian was leaning under the peach blossom tree and playing the flute.
The sound of the flute was melodious, as if it wanted to penetrate through the palace and send the music to a faraway place that could not be reached.
The woman in the purple robe stood far away, listening.
When Rong Lian finished playing, she walked up to her with a smile and said, "Greetings to Madam Shen Rong."
Rong Lian paused her movement of putting away the jade flute. Then she lifted her head and calmly said to the woman in the purple robe, "No need for formalities, Your Excellency. What brings you here?"
Xiao Jin couldn't believe it.
Was the woman in front of her, the great national teacher who caused the downfall of Yao's country?
The national teacher stood in the courtyard, seeming not to care about Rong Lian's cold words.
She liked to smile, and her smile was quite charming.
However, Rong Lian looked away and did not look at her.
Xiao Jin looked at the notorious and ruthless villain, who was taking out a crystal glass from the food box and handed over a sparkling cup with floating peach petals inside to Rong Lian.
The national teacher smiled and said to Rong Lian, "I have heard that Madam Shen Rong loves to eat peach blossom soup, so I specially searched for it and hope you will accept it."
Rong Lian didn't take the bowl of soup, but said coldly to the national teacher, "Your Excellency, I won't eat it."
The national teacher asked, "Why?"
Rong Lian replied, "Because I dare not eat what Your Excellency sends me. I think you might have poisoned it."
The national teacher was stunned for a moment.
Rong Lian smiled a few times and looked regretful as she held the bowl of soup.
Then the crystal glass slipped from her hand and shattered on the ground.
The national teacher smiled and said to Rong Lian, "Since you don't like it, there's no use keeping it."
"Please take care of yourself and the baby, Madam Shen Rong. I'll take my leave now."
She left with a flick of her sleeve, while Rong Lian leaned against the peach blossom tree and played the flute for a long time.
Afterwards, Xiao Jin learned from the palace people's discussions about why Rong Lian entered the palace.
It turned out that Yao Country had been plagued by natural disasters in recent years. The national teacher observed the stars and saw that only the auspicious star could dispel the disasters.
The national teacher said that the auspicious star was a person.
That person was a woman with silver-blue patterns on her shoulders, as beautiful as snowflakes with diamond edges.
She said that only by bringing this woman into the palace made of crystal glass and granting her the title of imperial concubine could Emperor Yao eliminate the disasters that had haunted Yao Country for many years.
Several months later, Rong Lian gave birth to a baby girl and Emperor Yao named her Chu Shao.
Princess Chu Shao looked just as beautiful as Rong Lian.
However, Rong Lian didn't seem to like her very much, so the maids often took care of Chu Shao.
Xiao Jin looked at Chu Shao, who was sitting in the courtyard watching the flowers, and felt a little emotional as she looked into the other's big black eyes.
This was because Chu Shao was already five years old, and her personality was quiet and gentle, completely devoid of any potential for turning into a pervert.
Chu Shao sat in the courtyard, hiding and watching the peach blossoms and willows, holding her chin while listening to Rong Lian playing the flute.
As she listened, she fell asleep.
Rong Lian carried Chu Shao back to the room. Chu Shao nestled in her arms and asked very obediently, "Mother, what tune were you playing?"
Rong Lian put away her purple flute, looked at Chu Shao, and replied calmly, "Chang Xiang Si."
That night, Chu Shao secretly opened Rong Lian's box.
Inside were many flutes, and she randomly picked one up, lightly playing a tune in the courtyard.
The sound of the flute was awkward and the technique was inadequate.
Xiao Jin leaned against a willow tree, looking down at Chu Shao below. She could barely hear that Chu Shao was playing "Chang Xiang Si", the same tune she played on the boat that night.
With the cool breeze blowing, Chu Shao played for a long time before finally playing a coherent melody.
After a while, she smiled and asked the empty courtyard, "Do you think it sounds good?"
"..."
Xiao Jin was startled and almost fell from the willow tree.
Chu Shao put away the flute and smiled sweetly, "You've been by my side since I was little, so you must know what I look like. But it seems a bit unfair because I haven't seen you yet."
Xiao Jin confirmed repeatedly that she was still a transparent person.
Then she came to a conclusion.
Chu Shao either had spiritual abilities or X-ray vision.
There was only Chu Shao in the courtyard.
She laughed innocently and said softly, "It's a pity that I don't play well and made you laugh."
"When I grow up, I'll play a beautiful tune for you, okay?"
"..."
Xiao Jin jumped down from the willow tree.
She looked at the young version of Chu Shao in front of her and couldn't help but reach out and rub her hair.
Of course, she was transparent, so she only did it out of loneliness.
Xiao Jin looked at Chu Shao, who was smiling, and said seriously, "Idiot."
Chu Shao didn't react.
Xiao Jin nodded, now she could be sure.
Chu Shao didn't have any superpowers.
But she saw Chu Shao smile gently and say, "How strange. You're standing in front of me but not saying anything, so I'll take that as your agreement."
Xiao Jin: "..."
Before she had time to marvel at Chu Shao's terrifying insight and intuition, she lost consciousness again.
...
In the bathtub.
Chu Shao raised her head, her brow furrowed.
She looked at Xiao Jin, who had submerged half of her body in the bathtub, as if she were seeing her for the first time, studying her carefully.
From the damp hair on her forehead to her tightly pursed lips.
The steam rising from the bathtub was tinged with the smell of herbs. A drop of blue dew flowed from the corner of Xiao Jin's eyebrow down to her chin.
Then it slid down her slender neck and soaked into her clothing along the beautiful curve.
The snowy white shirt swayed in the water like a peony blooming in a jade pool.
The pale color, against the legs that were faintly visible on the bottom of the tub, inevitably appeared a bit delicate.
However, on that delicate body, there was a face that was indifferent to the point of almost no emotion.
Only in the steamy bathtub did Xiao Jin's brows and eyes appear somewhat gentle.
Even her slightly pale lips, were now moist and rosy in the mist.
There was nothing wrong with Xiao Jin's face.
The only problem was her slender waist wrapped in the shirt, and the obviously too soft area around her collarbone.
Chu Shao looked at Xiao Jin without ever raising her eyebrows.
She lowered her gaze and watched as a drop of dew slid down Xiao Jin's neck and entered her clothing, leaving a darker mark on her snowy silk garment.
Then, Chu Shao tentatively reached out her hand.
Like lifting a curtain that concealed a beautiful figure, she slowly opened Xiao Jin's clothing.
At that moment, the dense fog lingering in the bath dissipated.
Chu Shao's hand paused in mid-air.
She looked at the inch of skin hidden beneath the clothing in silence for a long time.
After a while, Chu Shao withdrew her gaze and gently fastened Xiao Jin's clothing.
As if she had figured out an incredible puzzle, her brow gradually relaxed.
Xiao Jin seemed to have fallen asleep.
Her black hair scattered on the water and jade bricks, and her brows and eyes were still cold, but a few drops of water slowly fell along her ink hair.
As they fell into the pool, the sound was more crisp than pearls falling on a plate.
Chu Shao watched as the water droplet hit the surface of the water, creating a ripple, and a smile unconsciously formed on her lips.
She reached out her hand and gently touched Xiao Jin's lips with her fingertips.
"So that's it."
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Author's note: Not enough time, can't finish writing...sadness.
Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated me with nutrient solution between 23:59:33 on March 14, 2022, and 23:35:31 on March 15, 2022~
Translator's note: Yes!, That's it!.
TO BE CONTINUE...