The Legend of Concubine Su

Chapter 159 Renew the relationship

Ten years flew by in the blink of an eye. During this time, Concubine Su Jingyue's precious youngest son, Yuanchen, had transformed from a tender child into a handsome, elegant, and graceful seventeen-year-old. Not only versed in poetry and song, he also possessed a mastery of martial arts, his graceful demeanor captivated the hearts of the young ladies of the capital. Meanwhile, Lin Yaqin, the daughter of the imperial guard Lin Fei, had blossomed into a graceful young lady. At eighteen, she possessed a beauty so stunning that it could make the moon blush and flowers ashamed, and a gentle disposition, intellectual wisdom, and exceptional talent, making her the dream lover of many young and talented men in the capital.

That year, the capital city was adorned with vibrant blossoms in spring, a scene of exceptional beauty. Yuan Chen accompanied his mother, Su Jingyue, on a journey to a temple on the outskirts of the city to pray for peace and prosperity for their country and their family. However, halfway through their journey, their carriage suddenly stopped. Curious, Yuan Chen lifted the curtain and peeked out. He saw an ornately decorated carriage ahead, seemingly malfunctioning, lying across the road, blocking their path.

Just as Yuan Chen was about to send for assistance, a clear, melodious voice, like a silver bell, reached his ears: "Sorry to disturb you all." Yuan Chen's gaze involuntarily followed the voice and saw a graceful woman in a pale pink dress standing beside the broken-down carriage. Her face was as beautiful as a flower, and her temperament was gentle and charming, like the most beautiful flower in spring, making people unable to resist gazing at her for a second.

Yuan Chen's heart skipped a beat, as if something had touched him. He didn't know why, but he felt a sense of familiarity about this woman. And just then, the woman happened to look up at him. The moment their eyes met, an inexplicable throbbing welled up in both of their hearts, and they froze in their tracks.

"Young Master Yuanchen?" the woman called softly, with a hint of confusion and surprise in her voice.

Hearing this, Yuan Chen became even more confused: "Does the girl know me?"

The woman smiled slightly, a sly glint in her eyes: "Master Yuanchen is really a noble man who forgets things easily. I am Lin Yaqin. We used to play together when we were young."

Her reminder brought a sudden realization to Yuanchen, and childhood memories flooded back. Back then, they had been innocent, chasing and playing together in the garden, catching butterflies, feeding fish, carefree. He still remembered the elders' jokes about arranging marriages for them. Though just a joke, it had left a deep impression on their young hearts.

"It turns out to be Miss Yaqin. I haven't seen you for many years. You have grown into such a beautiful girl." Yuan Chen exclaimed sincerely.

Lin Yaqin's face flushed with shyness when she heard this: "Master Yuanchen, you are too kind. I am just a little more beautiful."

At this time, Su Jingyue heard their conversation in the car and curiously lifted the curtain to look out. The moment she saw Lin Yaqin, a happy smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Isn't this Yaqin girl? She has grown so much and is becoming more and more beautiful."

Seeing this, Lin Yaqin quickly bowed to Su Jingyue and said hello: "How is your Majesty the Imperial Concubine?"

Su Jingyue smiled and responded, "Since we have such a good chance to meet, why don't we go to the temple together."

Along the way, Yuanchen and Lin Yaqin recalled every little detail of their childhood, laughing and talking happily, as if they had returned to those carefree days.

After arriving at the temple and praying devoutly, Su Jingyue suggested they rest for a while in the garden behind the temple. Yuanchen and Lin Yaqin happily agreed and strolled side by side along the garden path. A spring breeze blew, petals drifted down the garden, and it felt like they were in a fairyland.

"Young Master Yuanchen, have you been doing well in the palace these years?" Lin Yaqin asked softly, with a hint of concern and worry in her tone.

Yuan Chen raised his head slightly, gazing at the blue sky and white clouds, and said with emotion, "While life in the palace is luxurious and wealthy, it also comes with many rules and constraints. However, I have always worked hard to learn the arts of civil and martial arts, so I haven't wasted my time."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yaqin's eyes revealed admiration and respect. "It's truly rare for you to be so ambitious. I believe you will be able to make a name for yourself in the palace."

Yuan Chen turned to look at Lin Yaqin, a gentle light flashing in his eyes: "What about you? I heard that you are well-educated, talented and emotional. You must be doing well."

Lin Yaqin lowered her head shyly and said softly, "How can I be called a person of extraordinary talent? I just read some books and learned some needlework at home."

The two smiled at each other, and feelings grew quietly in their hearts. They knew that from this moment on, the shadow of each other had been quietly planted in each other's hearts.

In the days that followed, Yuanchen and Lin Yaqin met frequently. Together, they cruised the lake, savoring the beauty of the surrounding landscape; together, they composed poetry and painted, savoring the rhythm of its songs and lyrics. In each other's company, their affection grew deeper, and they became a golden couple envied by everyone in the capital.

Su Jingyue saw this with joy, and she grew even fonder of Lin Yaqin. She knew her son's feelings and hoped he would find a woman he truly loved to spend the rest of his life with. However, the palace was full of unpredictable events, and as the son of a noble concubine, Yuanchen was inevitably drawn into the vortex of power struggles.

Some malicious individuals began to sow discord before the Emperor, falsely accusing Yuanchen of treason. The Emperor, enraged, ordered Yuanchen placed under house arrest. This news struck Lin Yaqin like a bolt from the blue, and she was terrified. She sought information everywhere, hoping to redress Yuanchen's innocence.

"Father, Young Master Yuanchen is definitely not that kind of person. You must help him." Lin Yaqin pleaded with her father Lin Fei.

Hearing this, Lin Fei sighed helplessly and said, "My daughter, this matter involves so many people that it's difficult for a father to intervene."

However, Lin Yaqin didn't give up. Firmly believing in Yuanchen's innocence, she decided to personally advocate for him. She wrote letters and sent them to Yuanchen, encouraging him to persevere and believe that the truth would eventually come to light.

In the midst of his difficult situation, Yuan Chen read Lin Yaqin's letter, feeling a surge of warmth and strength. He knew there was someone in this world who silently supported and believed in him. This deep friendship gave him the courage and motivation to continue fighting.

Finally, thanks to Su Jingyue's tireless efforts, the truth was revealed. Yuan Chen was proven innocent and freed. As he left the palace, he saw Lin Yaqin, who had been waiting for him. The two embraced tightly, tears and smiles mingling, as if they had experienced a precious separation.

After this turmoil, Yuanchen and Lin Yaqin cherish their relationship even more. They know that this hard-earned love requires careful care and nurturing. In the days ahead, they will work together, through thick and thin, to write a beautiful chapter of their own.