Chapter Fifty-Three

  "Cloud condensation... no need for your pity, Your Highness." After a long while, Cloud Condensation lightly turned her head away, her long eyelashes covering the expression in her eyes, her hand tightly grasping the brocade quilt.

  The king must have pitied him to speak like that... In his current state, how can he get married? That ugly scar is something even he doesn't want to look at again...

  Zi Ruoye's fingers paused, her eyes filled with heartache, listening to his stubborn tone, "The medicine hasn't been wiped clean yet..."

  "King... King Ye." Perhaps it was the scorching temperature of his fingertips, but now he didn't dare to move an inch, and his whole person was laid bare in front of her, unable to help feeling shy. Although his heart already belonged to her, yet at this moment he didn't want her to see his ugly self.

  "Why don't you want to marry me." The fingertips touching the skin were extremely delicate, if not for those hideous scars, which utterly destroyed the beauty, she couldn't bear to touch.

  "Your Highness... Yun Cong..." His lips were gently bitten again before he could finish speaking, and his eyes were filled with struggling pain.

  "Is it because of these scars?" The cool ointment slid over the wound, causing Yun Cong to shudder slightly, her pale skin like jade with a hint of enticing light pink. Zi Ruo Ye raised his head and gazed at Yun Cong's eyes, which were no longer calm and serene at this moment.

  "Hmm..." She wanted to speak, but it was a shy murmur at first. She bit her lip and didn't dare look into his clear eyes. The cool medicine instantly eliminated the burning pain of the wound, but brought another strange feeling.

  "Ning'er... aren't you curious about the poison in my body? Promise me..." Ziyueye stopped applying the medicine, leaned in close to Yunying, her soft voice laced with an unprecedented enticement.

  A faint tremble in his heart, he really wanted to know how poisonous the Zi Ruoye was, so that he might be able to let go and search for an antidote. But how could this be used as a condition for exchange? If he didn't agree, that person would definitely not tell him...

  Yun Cong's eyes were still closed, but it was clear that she was struggling greatly. With a sigh in her heart, Yun Cong valued her safety more than her own, which was also the most heartbreaking thing for her.

  "Prince!" Only when he felt the warmth of his arm at his waist did Yun Cong wake up with a start, and only then did he realize that he was completely leaning on Ziyue's body.

  "Hmm? I'm here. Have you thought it through?" Even if he hadn't thought it through, she would still make him agree.

  "Why does the king want to force Yun Cong, obviously..." Biting her lip, Yun Cong said softly, but stiffened her body in the next second.

  Zi Ruoye nodded understandingly after hearing Yun Cong's words, but still said stubbornly, "Cong'er... promise me. I know you always think too much, but it's really not necessary, just believe in me."

  Yun Cong's heart skipped a beat, had his thoughts been discovered by her already? He felt a sense of embarrassment at being seen through. Zi Ruoye let out a sigh, what a pity that Yun Cong was facing away from her, unable to see his expression at this moment.

  "Hmm... I didn't think much of it, Your Highness." The voice sounded more like stubbornly insisting on something, Zi Ruoye lightly shook her head, not yet realizing that Yun Cong could also be very stubborn at times. Slowly coaxing the person in his arms, "Cong'er... say you'll marry me..."

  "My... uh..." My mind had already gone blank, and the clouds at this moment were showing off a tempting charm.

  "Haha......" Yun Cong's reaction obviously pleased Zi Ruoye, but she continued to entice him unyieldingly, "Cong'er, say you want to marry me..."

  Zi Ruoye let out another sigh, and if she could, she really wanted to hug him tightly at this moment. However, in order to get the person in her arms to agree, today might be a day where she can only look but not eat, especially since Yun Cong had injuries on his body.

  "Your Highness......" Yun Ning was now completely disoriented and couldn't tell north from south, all he could hear was the sentence Zi Ruoye had just spoken, telling him that she was willing to marry him.

  Zi Ruoye raised an eyebrow, and at this time Yun Cong surprisingly remained sober, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. She knew that Yun Cong would not compromise so easily.

  "Prince, don't." Just as Ziyueye was about to do something, she lightly grabbed the inside of Ziyueye's clothes, but her whole body had already gone soft and had no strength.

  "But Ning Er's voice... was clearly speaking to this king..." He bit his earlobe, whispering softly, "Lying, huh?" His fingers lightly drew circles around his navel, continuing to tempt with ill intentions.

  "Ah......" His body trembled violently, his eyes tightly closed, and his small mouth let out a soft gasp, but he couldn't control the embarrassing sound that escaped him.

  "Prince Wang, your poison..." Still worried about Ziyue Ye's situation in his heart, even though his mind was blank for a moment, he still wanted to ask after a brief clarity.

  "Ning Er, say... you want to marry me." Zi Ruoye whispered in Yun Ning's ear, without responding to his words, but instead continued to challenge Yun Ning's sanity at this moment.

  "I... want to marry you." In the end, he couldn't resist her temptation. Yun Cong's face turned red as he trembled lightly, and he indeed couldn't defeat her. The prince was always his nemesis.

  "Hehe...... That's right, Ninger." Finally letting go of the person in her arms, Ziyue Ye hugged Yun Ninger, who had almost turned into a puddle of water at this moment, and chuckled softly.

  Yun Ning closed his eyes, not wanting to see the triumphant smile on Zi Ruoye's face at this moment. If he opened his eyes, he would definitely see those smiling eyes, which would only make him even more embarrassed.

  "Condensed child, I just discovered today..." Zi Ruoye said softly as she approached Yun Cong again, and although she hadn't touched the little guy just now, her eyes were filled with a smile as she looked at the thin brocade quilt.

  "What?" She lightly opened her eyes, following hers to look past, but again blushed and hastily covered herself with her hand. How could she stare at that place? Although it was blocked by the quilt, he felt as if she had seen through the quilt and was staring directly at his embarrassing spot.

  With a flip of her body, she landed on the cloud with a gentle pose, like a purple leaf floating down. Yun Cong was startled and exclaimed, "Your Highness... you..." She had secretly been expecting this, but was too shy to speak up.

  "Ning'er...... you're really too sensitive." Although she was starting to feel feverish all over herself, she still maintained her composure.

  Yun Cong's eyelids closed slightly, trying her best not to make a sound, her cheeks flushing crimson. "Wang... uh..." She, how could she...

  Zi Ruoye's lips lightly kissed Yun Cong, slowly lingering on until that grain of protruding Shou Gong Sha, revealing his clear and clean body's Shou Gong Sha, lightly kissing...

  This man... is hers for this life, his eyes filled with heartache and adoration, silently telling himself at the moment of their kiss.

  "Hmm..." A helpless murmur escaped his lips as wave after wave of stimulation left him no room to think.

  "Don't..." Yun Cong's face turned red with shame, how could... the king how could... originally thought it would end like this, but unexpectedly another wave of trembling.

  "Hehe...... You're hurt now, it can't be helped. Otherwise, it would really be unbearable." Zi Ruoye hugged Yun Cong and gently helped him alleviate his pain.

  After a while, Yun Cong finally softened on her body, breathing lightly. Zi Ruo Ye, however, let out a sigh, it seems that she would have to take a cold shower later.

  "Prince... can Yun Cong really marry you?" After a while, Yun Cong asked softly, can he still marry the prince in this state?

  "What I said is true." Holding the person in her arms, Zi Ruoye said softly, "So just focus on recovering from your injuries."

  "Yun Ning was very happy, but Yun Ning was originally humble, and being able to get the prince's promise was already good enough. So... " Yun Ning was about to say that the ceremony wasn't necessary, after all she was just a king's concubine, her original identity as a palace maid couldn't be married into, only kept as a male favorite, even without status, having gotten the prince's words, she was already content."

  Zi Ruoye, however, knew what Yun Ning was going to say next and took the initiative to kiss him, holding him until the beauty in her arms softened again. Only then did she say, "This is my first time marrying a husband, how can we do without a ten-li red dowry?" Her giggling tone made Yun Ning's tears fall uncontrollably.

  She just wants to let the world know that Yun Cong is her husband, and she will use a ten-mile red wedding procession to tell those shallow people that Yun Cong is not someone they can look down on, his status is more noble than anyone else!

  Zi Ruoye's words whispered softly in Yun Cong's ear, and what should have been a joyful occasion brought tears to his eyes. He had not misheard - the king was actually willing to grant him... a marriage with a dowry of ten li of red silk.

  "So you need to recover quickly, so we can really have a wedding. " Zi Ruoye smiled lightly and kissed away his tears one by one. There are not many things I can do in this life, but if it makes you happy, what's the point of having a grand wedding?

  "Ning'er, all vows are false, but I'll stay with you and prove it with my actions. I also know you don't believe in those empty things, so watch this - this is my only vow." In this life, no matter how hard or tiring, she will never leave him, this is her only vow.

  Zi Ruoye had been busy with these matters for the past few days, avoiding Yun Cong and not seeing him. Before Zi Yanran could even react, she received news that Yun Cong was going to marry her as his wife. The news spread like wildfire, and the entire capital city knew about Yun Cong's intention to take Zi Ruoye as his wife. Meanwhile, the Wang Manor was filled with joyful atmosphere, but Yun Cong, who had his heart set on Zi Ruoye, didn't notice it.

  In an instant, the capital was in an uproar. After all, it was only a few days ago that they heard about the postponement of Ye Wangye and Liu Chengxiang's son's wedding, and now there were rumors that Wangye was going to marry another woman! And to make matters worse, the woman he was marrying was not even Liu Qingyu!

  Liu Qingyou had been sitting on the bed ever since he received the news that Zi Ruoye was going to get married, and his whole person seemed to have lost his soul. He heard a little servant say that the scoundrel was going to marry his wife, and in a few days it would be their wedding day.

  He was originally unaware of these things, but one time he accidentally overheard the whispers of a young servant girl, and he was stunned, wondering why no one had told him.

  When the Prime Minister Liu received the invitation, he was also furious. He immediately thought of Liu Qingyou and sighed. Who can blame? No one can blame... So as not to let Liu Qingyou be too disappointed, he had been keeping it from him with the people in the mansion, but unexpectedly, You'er still knew. Prime Minister Liu sighed and walked in front of Liu Qingyou.

  "Yu'er... don't worry." Liu Chengxiang sighed and walked over to sit down in a chair on the side. In his arms was the invitation from Zi Ruoye, but he didn't dare take it out. If it were before, Yu'er would probably have been eager for the prince to marry her, but now...

  "Mother... you said... is this true?" Liu Qingyou asked slowly after a long time, with a faint sorrow in his eyes. Seeing that Liu Xiang did not speak, he asked again, "The day after tomorrow, is it the day she will marry Yun Cong?"

  The Prime Minister Liu looked at his son with a heartache, nodded after a while, and handed the invitation in his pocket to Liu Qingyao.

  Liu Qingyou looked at the paper in Liu Cheng's hand, suddenly feeling that the red was dazzling, and took it over to look at the familiar handwriting on it. Her eyes were a little sour. This invitation must have been thought up by that scoundrel himself, there was no such thing as an invitation when they got married, did she write all these papers herself?

  The words above still have a majestic momentum, but they also carry a strong sense of joy. At this moment, he wanted to close the paper and not look at its contents, but his eyes only needed to glance once to remember them. Suddenly, he hated his ability to memorize everything at a glance.

  On the seventh of this month, it's a good day for a wedding. I, the king, and Yun Qing have compatible hearts and intentions. On that day, I will welcome Yun Qing as my wife, never to part in this life or any other. I've also prepared fine wine and delicacies within the palace, hoping that Prime Minister Liu can come to share a cup of wine and offer his congratulations, which would bring me great joy.

  This life will not be abandoned, and for all eternity, we will never be apart...

  Liu Qingyou looked at these eight words, but couldn't help smiling, and tears fell from her eyes. She had married another man now, not him. He should be happy instead, he could go find Li Yu whom he had been thinking of all along. But why did he feel such pain that he couldn't breathe... Wouldn't it be better to just die directly?

  This life will not be abandoned, and for all eternity, we will never be apart...

  Digression

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