Chapter 12

Xie Zhi paused for a while before replying, “You had a dream? I thought you were just joking around when you talked to me about those things?” While chatting, he could sense that Fang Xianxing wasn’t fully engaged.

Most people who hear that they study archaeology and then bring up all sorts of unofficial histories and legends for them to interpret are just making small talk or teasing them. The next day, when they go out and chat, they’ll still talk about the unofficial histories and legends, completely forgetting the serious explanations.

Xie Zhi had seen this many times. Other colleagues would always respond enthusiastically, but he would skillfully avoid it.

Until now, Xie Zhi had only played the harp to the cow once, and it was with Fang Xianxing.

This time it was Fang Xianxing’s turn to remain silent. After a long time, she slowly replied, “Xie Zhi, this is not how you use your intelligence, you know?” Even if she knew it in her heart, there was no need to spell it out, right? It made her look like she was eagerly teasing him, which was humiliating.

Fang Xianxing was so angry.

Xie Zhi, holding his phone, saw the message that Fang Xianxing sent after a long time. It was as if he could see Fang Xianxing secretly gritting her teeth. He couldn’t help but curl his eyebrows and eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

“Little Xie has a girlfriend?” Ke Jie, who was driving, glanced at Xie Zhi in surprise out of the corner of her eye. She noticed that Xie Zhi’s aura suddenly softened, and a smile appeared on his face again. She couldn’t help but tease, “It seems you really like your girlfriend.” No way, right?

Xie Zhi withdrew the smile from his face, straightened his face again, turned his head slightly towards the window, slightly hunched his shoulders, and looked down at his phone.

Ke Jie was his senior, so it would be too impolite if he didn’t answer. Therefore, he could only hum “hmm” in a low voice.

Ke Jie was amused by him. It’s just that Xie Zhi is usually too introverted. Nowadays, young people are no longer shy when they are in love.

However, being shy is also good. It reminded her of her own man at home. Ten years ago, he was also such a tender and delicious young man, lowering his head and blushing when he saw her. Now, his voice is even louder than hers. When he scolds the children with a feather duster, he looks like a yaksha, forcing the kids who usually don’t get close to her to hide in her arms one after another.

However, Ke Jie really couldn’t imagine how Xie Zhi, who is so beautiful and doesn’t like to talk, a lofty and aloof person, could turn into a yaksha.

“When it’s stable, bring her to the unit for a visit.” Ke Jie was curious and wanted to see. “In the middle of the year, the unit will organize a trip. Family members can come along. Let’s go together then. It will also make those girls in the institute who have wicked intentions but no guts behave themselves.” Xie Zhi’s ears gradually turned red.

After all, with age, even the serious Ke Jie, who doesn’t like to talk, has started to care about the love lives of young people.

On the other side, Fang Xianxing was choked by Xie Zhi’s words. After thinking for a while, she couldn’t help laughing, causing Xu Mi, who was arranging today’s schedule on the side, to turn her head and glance at her.

Fang Xianxing was laughing because Xie Zhi knew she was just joking, but he still answered her seriously. He was so cute when he was serious.

“This time I’m really not teasing you. I really dreamed of the Mi dynasty palace. I could see the eyelashes of the empress so clearly.” Fang Xianxing replied with a smile.

The empress in the dream had an overwhelming aura, and her eyes made Fang Xianxing feel creepy. What she said was also inexplicable, making Fang Xianxing really care and want to figure out what was going on.

Xie Zhi tilted his head, his earlobes red, but he replied seriously, “Prince Yiyang was the only brother of Empress Yuan Shun. He relied on his high status and was unwilling to respect women as his masters. He never recruited a husband in his life, so where did his wife-master come from? Empress Yuan Shun passed away long ago, and it’s impossible for her to call you ‘my dear’. You were just dreaming.”

Huh?

Fang Xianxing was stunned.

What kind of dream did she have? If it was all made up by herself, her imagination must be too good.

She not only dreamed that Prince Yiyang had a wife-master, but also dreamed that Prince Yiyang had children, Empress Yuan Shun had children, and even the person Empress Yuan Shun saw through her had children, and they even had names.

“Su Li, were there people in history with these two syllables as their name?” Fang Xianxing asked.

Su—Li—

Xie Zhi slowly read the two characters and felt that they sounded quite smooth when called, but where had he heard them before?

Xie Zhi frowned and thought for a long time, then turned his head and asked Ke Jie, “Ke Jie, do you remember anyone in history named Su Li?”