Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 210: Burning Spring Finale

Yu Xia felt that the final scene wasn’t that tragic, but when it came to performing it, there was indeed some genuine emotion.

First take of the 179th scene of "Burning Spring" begins now.

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On the first day Marquis Ji Jin Yu returned to the mansion, he thought his gentle wife would be standing at the door to greet him.

Unexpectedly, he was almost poked through his clothes by Song Zhuozhi wielding a sword when he entered the courtyard.

After his initial shock, he frowned, watching his wife’s fierce expression, cautiously parrying her with one hand while drawing his sword, finally knocking the sword out of her hand to the ground.

"Zhuozhi, what’s wrong with you?"

"Just giving the Marquis a little surprise," she said with a strange smile, asking, "Did the Marquis ever think of me while away?"

Ji Jin Yu’s ears flushed a bit as he softly said, "Zhuozhi, let’s talk inside."

"Why talk inside? What, you can’t even express your love for me in front of others?"

She was somewhat aggressive, and Ji Jin Yu found it odd, but thought maybe his long absence and the hardships she’d endured left her with resentment.

So he reached out to hold her, but she avoided him.

Then she took his hand and pressed it against her stomach, smiling, "But it doesn’t matter, I forgive you. After all, among those who don’t love me, you’re just another one. Do you feel it? The flatness of the stomach, right? Our child slipped away from here, turning into a pool of blood, staining the hem of my skirt..."

"Zhuozhi," Ji Jin Yu said painfully, stepping forward to hold her tightly, "Zhuozhi, I’m sorry, I haven’t fulfilled my duty as a husband and father, but we will have another child."

"No more! Never again!" she suddenly became agitated, breathing rapidly, as if wanting to draw a sword and harm again.

In the corner, Lu Jiu, watching her, frowned and wanted to rush out, but saw Ji Jin Yu chop her neck with a hand, making her collapse softly into his arms.

Ji Jin Yu carried Song Zhuozhi horizontally, striding quickly towards the inner chamber, shouting, "Take my token to the palace to summon the Imperial Physician!"

The courtyard became busy.

Lu Jiu didn’t enter the inner chamber, instead watching a peach tree outside when a nanny emerged, calling his name to beckon him out.

Lu Jiu hesitated for a moment but walked out.

The nanny was Song Zhuozhi’s nurse, who couldn’t bear to see her wronged, perhaps having something to instruct him.

After stepping outside, he heard the nanny lower her voice, saying, "Now that our young master has returned, the young lady will get better, you should know how good they were before, right?"

"Before they were engaged, they were already a couple deeply in love, the young master would ride miles to Yuanzhen Temple to buy acacia flower honeyed cakes she liked."

"For her to sleep well in summer, he would sit outside the bed fanning all night. To see her smile, he clumsily learned to cook. For a pair of rabbit fur hand warmers, he would hunt only rabbits during the autumn hunt, drawing laughter from both nobility and royals."

"The young lady and young master are destined for each other; they vowed their lifetime to love only each other. Before the young lady was stimulated, thus getting so close to you, now that the young master is back, she will certainly get better."

"And you, Lu Jiu, you’re just one of the shadow guards General assigned to the young lady before his death, merely a servant, how can you mingle with such noble people? Do you want to come between them and invite the young master’s anger, ruining their relationship? Ask yourself, in what respect can you compare to the young master?"

It was a warning.

Lu Jiu suppressed his pain from an unknown wound, opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a word.

Before hearing this, he might have claimed to surpass Marquis Yongcheng in one aspect, but upon hearing these tales of love, he couldn’t even speak.

Indeed, he’s nothing, just a servant, how could he compare to the husband cherished in her heart.

Her rebuke towards Ji Jin Yu was merely the current "her’s" resentment.

Just like she resented General Song, Little General Song, did she really not love them? Impossible; she loved them too much, so she couldn’t bear their departure, desperately finding evidence they didn’t love her, repeatedly hypnotizing herself to remember them.

Hence, Ji Jin Yu was already deeply loved by her, he just hadn’t realized it all along.

The nanny, seeing his pale face and injuries, spared harsher words, simply said, "In the future, let Lu Shi take over."

Lu Jiu trembled.

After a long pause, he only managed to answer, "Alright."

After the Imperial Physician treated her, Ji Jin Yu summoned Lu Jiu to inquire.

"The Imperial Physician said she might be mentally... You’ve been by her side, noticed anything?"

Lu Jiu kept his head down, woodenly said, "After the incident at Two Generals Mansion, and the loss of her child, with no one to comfort her, a second personality emerged in her body."

Ji Jin Yu furrowed his brows, about to speak when Song Zhuozhi on the bed suddenly groaned uneasily.

He quickly turned around and held her hand, soothing her in a gentle voice.

"Zhuozhi, it’s okay, I’m here, I’m here..."

Then he gestured for him to leave with a wave of his hand.

Lu Jiu walked step by step out of the inner chamber, seeing the peach tree through the curtain.

The peach blossoms were about to bloom.

The person who once danced gracefully under the tree had vanished, no one remained to softly say, "Jiu, I love you so much."

He left the Marquis Mansion, heading to the Two Generals Mansion to find Lu Shi.

A month passed, as Song Zhuozhi hadn’t formally spoken, Lu Jiu still served as the shadow guard at the Marquis Mansion.

He watched her drink nourishing soups and medicines daily, getting acupuncture, frequent spells of deep sleep like before.

She remained venomous, cunning, adept at feigning weakness, yet Ji Jin Yu did not detest her, wholeheartedly soothing and accompanying her. Except for entering the palace, he stayed with her in the courtyard, softly and repeatedly telling her:

"Zhuozhi, I love you dearly, your father, your brother love you equally. At the frontier, your brother would often speak to me of your childhood cuteness..."

"In my heart, you’re certainly my number one, yes, and you’re equally so in your father and brother’s hearts. They defend the nation just to let you live peacefully and happily?"

"We will have another child, I even thought of a name, shall we call him Yu’an? Actually, I had already prepared names for the previous child and discussed with your brother, he suggested Min’an..."

Ji Jin Yu truly loved her, each day returning from outside the mansion, he’d circle half of the capital to buy a serving of her favorite walnut cakes from childhood.

In such an uninterrupted display of affection, the capricious, unpredictable Song Zhuozhi slowly reverted to her former gentle and graceful self.

No more scheming, no more malice, no more pretending to be pitiable, her voice became gentle and mild even in giving instructions to the maids.

Most of the time, she nestled in Ji Jin Yu’s arms, conversing in whispers as couples do, while laughter from the maids and nurses echoed in the inner chamber once again.

She never called for him again.

The Song Zhuozhi, who once spun her web, ensnaring him, was like a shadow in the sun, fading away bit by bit in the darkness, vanishing quietly like the light smoke from the incense burner.