Chapter Fifty-Four

  Liu Chengxiang looked at Liu Qingyou's current appearance, and his heart was also aching. "Qingyou, don't attend the prince's wedding ceremony in two days." Going would only add to the sadness, it's better not to see each other.

  Liu Qingyu suddenly woke up with a start, but managed to force out a faint smile. "Mother, I have to go. I'll go, bring me the medicine, I can't show up at that bastard's wedding in this state." Ah, who was he putting on this dying act for? He had to get better, or else that bastard would laugh at him.

  "Go." Minister Liu turned his head to instruct the young servant, no matter what, as long as You'er was willing to take the medicine. First, focus on recovering from the illness, and deal with the rest later. Get up and leave Liu Qingyou's house, and when the time comes, it will be left to that child.

  With fingers that were clearly articulated, he picked up the invitation card, and Liu Qingyou looked at it again and again, every word, every word. In fact, he wanted to take his sword and ask her why...

  But he didn't have the standing to ask why, all he could do was attend the wedding and watch her marry another man. Why did you choose the seventh day of the first month... just a few days after their marriage...

  Suddenly, he recalled the day when Zi Yueye was lying on the rooftop with an unorthodox posture, and after a while, she said to him, "How can I help you?" At that time, he didn't believe her, after all, what could someone like her do to help him? Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to die together with his enemies. But now, looking at the invitation in his hand, and the imperial edict she had placed in his cabinet, that person really did it... He regretted it.

  When Liu Qingyou was stunned, the little servant came over with a steaming bowl of medicine and looked at his master's distress. He also felt uncomfortable in his heart, presented the medicine, comforted him for a few words: "Second Master, the medicine is ready, don't worry about it too much. That King might be an unfeeling person, now that she has married someone else, it's good for Second Master." The little servant had been serving Liu Qingyou since he was young and also vaguely knew about Liu Qingyou's liking for Li Yu.

  "It's none of your business, go down." Liu Qingyou took the medicine bowl and drank it in a few mouthfuls. The bitter taste swirling in his mouth made him frown slightly, and he subconsciously pulled out a paper package from his pocket. When he opened it, he was stunned. He had never been afraid of bitterness before, but after eating the sugar lotus seed, he suddenly became afraid of bitterness.

  After tasting sweetness, one knows the flavor of bitterness.

  Zi Ruoye has been taking care of Yun Ning personally for the past few days, and every time she helps Yun Ning apply medicine, she can't help but tease her a bit, until the beauty's face is flushed with embarrassment, only then does she stop, leaving Yun Ning both angry and shy, unable to do anything about it.

  Perhaps it was because in ancient times people worked from dawn till dusk, Zi Ruoye always woke up very early. When the rooster crowed for the third time, she had already woken up and gazed at the sky outside her window which was just beginning to lighten. She then turned to look at Yun Cong who was still fast asleep beside her, a faint smile curving the corners of her mouth.

  Even breathing indicated that he was still fast asleep, soft and bright hair gently stuck to his body, scattered on the bed, forehead smooth as jade, green silk like clouds, cloud silk fluttering, eyebrows like a new moon, curved like willow leaves, eyelashes lightly trembling, revealing morning light, much taller than her, but yet as light as feathers, purple leaf-like hands stretched out to gently outline the cloudy pink lips.

  "Your Highness, good morning." The slight movement indeed surprised the sleeping beauty, Yun Cong opened her eyes to reveal a gaze full of emotions, intoxicating Zi Ruo Ye's eyes. However, the pressure on her lips made Yun Cong blush slightly, what was His Highness doing?

  Quickly withdrawing her hand, Zi Ruoye smiled and said, "So early in the morning, why is Ning'er's face red?" Today, they would be separated in their respective rooms, and wouldn't meet again until the wedding day. This was a rule of Zi Xuanyi's - the bride and groom were not allowed to see each other on the eve of the wedding, as it would break etiquette.

  Yun Cong closed her eyes, not daring to look at Zi Ruo Ye's cunning gaze. If she spoke, she feared he would have another excuse, so she remained silent. Today was supposed to be the day she wouldn't see him, but somehow he had managed to invite a joyous father and lectured him on etiquette, even though he didn't care; yet, looking at her, who was clearly suffering the most, she still endured and listened until the end.

  "If you're still sleepy, just sleep for a while. I'm going to the imperial palace to see Zi Yanran." Zi Ruoye gently hugged Yun Cong and then got out of bed to dress and wash up. Yun Cong couldn't sleep anymore, so she also got up and helped Zi Ruoye tidy up her clothes.

  Yun Cong carefully helped Zi Ruoye dress, but Zi Ruoye helplessly said, "I'm just going to the imperial palace, do I really need to wear such a complicated official robe?"

  "Are you going to sneak into the palace in broad daylight?!" Yun Cong said with a light smile, continuing to help her dress, although he also thought the clothes were too complicated, but this was unavoidable.

  After a while, Ziyue Ye finally walked out stiffly, the three layers inside and three layers outside were really suffocating, if it weren't for today's mild weather, I'm afraid she would have died of heat.

  After Zi Ruoye left, Yun Ning finally tidied herself up and looked at the wounds on her body that had mostly recovered. Her heart was even softer, wondering why she always knew his thoughts without saying anything. Looking at the wounds that were getting better day by day, some of which no longer showed any signs, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

  She raised her eyes to look at the soft couch, where a big red wedding dress was laid out, with peach blossoms embroidered on it. The golden thread embroidery gave off an enchanting and alluring beauty that was hard to put into words. When he saw the wedding dress, his vision had already been blurred by tears, all because of what she had said.

  In this world, wedding dresses are always dragon and phoenix matching, now I will give you the only one in the world, the wedding dress that belongs to my Ning'er.

  The peach blossoms are luxuriant and their beauty is dazzling. In this life, I only wish you would be by my side.

  After entering the palace, Ziyue looked at the sun that had just risen and suddenly remembered that it was now exactly when Ziyuan was on her way to early court. She immediately turned a corner and headed straight for the imperial study, as if she were to suddenly appear in the great hall at this moment, she would have to make some excuses.

  Evading the guards, Zǐ Ruò Yè's ghostly figure suddenly appeared in the imperial study, standing in the empty imperial study, Zǐ Ruò Yè's half-closed eyes opened, a clear and calm gaze.

  Even in the imperial study, it was still made into a general height, and on the steps that were obviously higher than the ground, there was a nanmu wood table, and on it wasn't the jade seal that everyone had been dreaming of? Zi Ruoye walked forward, reached out to take the giant jade stone, which was carved with the pattern of phoenixes singing in the sky, vivid and lifelike, with the phoenix head facing upwards, all showing off its majestic momentum and grandeur.

  The jade seal, carrying a coolness, instantly drilled into Zi Ruo Ye's palm, and the bottom of her eyes darkened as she returned the jade seal. This piece of jade was big and hard, with unknown amounts of blood from previous owners stained on it, yet there were still people who did not regret this. Looking at the carved phoenix on the jade seal, she suddenly thought that this emperor was probably just like this thing.

  The phoenix is reborn from the ashes, but the emperor emerges from bloodshed.

  She sat casually in the chair of the imperial study, if someone came in, she would probably be killed with a sword, shouting slogans like "great rebellion" and "unfilial". Only Ziyue Ye could sit calmly and directly on the emperor's seat. She picked up the memorial at will, flipped through it a few times, and saw that all of them were carefully reviewed by Zihan Ran. Ziyue Ye didn't care, pouting her mouth, this emperor really had an unpleasant job, only Zihan Ran could bear to read such long memorials, which were even longer than the "Chen Qing Biao" and "Chi Bi Fu".

  Zi Ruoye sat down, but furrowed her brow as the chair was too hard and uncomfortable. She propped up her legs, pulled out a small wine jug from her bosom, and started drinking with a gurgling sound.

  The fame and wealth of the world cannot compare with a jug of clear wine in one's arms.

  His careless and unrestrained appearance, his unbridled sitting posture subtly reveals a faint imperial color, and his half-closed eyes are impossible to ignore.

  Ziyan immediately came to the imperial study after the morning court, after all, she still had to review the memorials afterwards. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed as she thought about how the ministers had started criticizing Ziyueye's behavior during the morning court, saying that a prince had brazenly married a concubine, disregarding etiquette and even going so far as to say that Ziyueye was trying to overthrow Zixuan's rule.

  Zi Ruoye was really good at finding trouble for her, Zi Yanran's headache continued to worsen as she walked on. After Wang Shiren pushed open the door, he saw Zi Ruoye sitting unapologetically in the position that should have been occupied by the Emperor, leisurely drinking wine, and his jaw dropped instantly.

  "What's wrong?" Zi Yanran followed up, saw the same sitting posture of Zi Ruoye, twitched at the corner of her mouth, and walked in directly. "Ruoye, no matter what, you should avoid it for a while, shouldn't you?" So blatant, yet acting as if nothing was wrong.

  Zi Ruoye saw Zi Yanran and immediately jumped down from the table, standing in front of Zi Yanran, saying disapprovingly, "Apart from you and Wang Shiren, who else would dare to enter the imperial study when the emperor is not here?" Then she walked over to a chair on one side and continued drinking.

  Why is nobody here? Aren't you a living example? Ziyanyan's temples throbbed and jumped, and after rubbing her brow, she walked up to the position and sat down. "Imperial sister, you must have come to find me for something." Her eyes glanced at the invitation on the table, Ziyanyan said.

  Zi Ruoye stopped her drinking motion, slightly raised an eyebrow, and said, "Isn't the invitation on the table self-explanatory? 'I'm getting married tomorrow, don't forget to bring a gift. Gold, silver, silk, or satin, come what may.'"

  No refusal to those who come again... Zi Yanran twitched the corner of her mouth once more, thinking that at least there would be some explanation, but now this person was directly and unapologetically bringing up the betrothal gifts, "Tomorrow you'll marry a husband, have you thought about the young master of the Liu family or the little one from the Ministry of Justice's household?" After finishing speaking, she smiled with narrowed eyes at Zi Ruoye.

  Zi Ruoye paused slightly, saying nonchalantly, "Now that I've obtained the imperial edict, as long as Liu Qingyu hands it over, we can consider the matter settled. As for Meng'er... let's talk about it a few years later."

  "Hmm? Like this? Do you know that the ministers have impeached you again this morning?" Zi Yanran asked, waving the impeachment papers in her hand.

  "Hmm... being interfered with? Who is it? Am I still bothering them by marrying a husband?" Zi Ruoye's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not quite, lost their usual weakness and instead had a chill as she asked lightly.

  Ziyan looked at Ziruo Ye's unnatural exposure of imperial aura, her eyes slightly bright, but she sighed and said, "Tell you, do you still want to go and kill people? I've already suppressed it, besides, Yun Cong is also a good man, just don't marry the other few women."

  Zi Ruoye's mouth twitched at the corner as she said helplessly, "Imperial sister, even among your concubines, there are only a few people. Why are you so eager to fill my palace with people? Have you not seen the ministers sending people to you?" Zi Xuanyu also selected people from the children of officials to enter the harem, but since Zi Xianyan ascended to the throne several years ago, she had only taken in a few people, which made her very puzzled.

  How can there be no tax... But if they collect again, the moon will have to peel off her skin.

  Ziyan's eyes darted around, and she coughed lightly a few times. "I'll handle it myself, you don't need to worry about it. Just don't marry anyone else." As for Liu Qingyou, it had been so many days and he still hadn't produced the imperial edict... Hehe, this was really interesting...

  Zi Ruoye didn't want to entangle with Zi Yanran anymore, couldn't the national affairs have driven her mad yet? She waved her hand and left directly, this cumbersome palace attire was really going to suffocate her!

  Ziyan looked at the back of Ziruo Ye, then glanced at Yuexi who was quietly lying beside her, after a while, she picked up the memorial and started to review the petition.

  Shangguan Meng's little head quietly peeked towards Yun Ning's house, her sparkling eyes full of curious expression, "Yun Gege, are you there?"

  These days, watching the Wang Fu being decorated bit by bit, the big red double happiness characters were pasted all over the Wang Fu, he was also happy for Yun Cong, and in his small heart, he began to look forward to his own wedding day, how would his wife welcome him? Listening to the little servants talking about how beautiful and novel Yun Cong's wedding dress was, he couldn't help but run over with curiosity.

  Yun Ning heard Shang Guan Meng's voice and called out to him to come in, "Meng younger brother, come on in. I'm here."

  Having obtained the master's permission, Xuan's bright eyes lit up again and again, carrying his own clothes swishing into the inner room. As soon as he entered the house, he was attracted by the wedding dress placed on the soft couch, Yun Ning sat beside the soft couch, smiling at him.

  So beautiful!

  Her eyes were filled with amazement as she had never seen such a beautiful wedding dress before. "Cloud brother, your wedding dress is so pretty." Meng'er really liked it!

  "Uh... thank you + passion? **Thank you." The corners of his mouth curved into a happy arc, and his face was filled with a happy expression.

  "Whose clothes are these... such exquisite embroidery. The peach blossoms are so beautiful." Shangguan Meng crouched down, wanting to pick it up for a closer look, but in the end restrained herself, after all this was Yun Gege's wedding dress, she couldn't just touch it casually. Her bright and clear eyes were filled with curiosity and admiration.

  Only when I got closer did I realize that this wedding dress was really cleverly made, and it's probably the most beautiful wedding dress under the sky. Shangguan Meng looked at the wedding dress, her sparkling eyes revealing her envy without any concealment.

  "This was made by the master of Yunxiang Workshop at the request of Wangye." The familiar pattern printed on his heart, wasn't it the peach blossom she drew on her forehead when she painted her eyebrows that day? Yun Cong looked at the peach blossoms on the wedding dress, and her gentle eyes were filled with a soft, watery light.

  "Wow! That master is so powerful." I wonder if there will be one when Meng'er marries the prince? Upper Official Meng exclaimed, but in his heart he had already made up his mind to let Zi Ruoye make one for himself too. His wife would definitely not agree, and Meng'er would cry to her about it! Hmph!

  "Meng'er is so envious." She pouted, saying softly, her small apple face filled with an envious expression, her eyes staring fixedly at the wedding dress.

  "Hehe, my little brother, King Wang will marry you one day." He had long known that the person would not have only one husband, so he did not ask her to make a promise of a lifetime. Just as that person said, promises were just empty words, and even the names carved on the Three Lives Stone would be blurred by wind, frost, rain, let alone these empty vows?

  "That's right! Wife will definitely marry me!" Officer Miao immediately put on a radiant expression, and it wasn't until that day when he returned home that he found out that his wife couldn't get pregnant that day, but she would in the future! So Miao wasn't afraid!

  "Then Cloud brother should go and rest well, I heard getting married is very tiring."

  "Hmm." She replied softly, Yun Ning nodded slightly.

  Suddenly, Meng'er looked at the red jade hairpin between Yun Cong's hair, and his small mouth opened slightly. "Brother Yun, you actually have a red jade!" He had learned about array formations and liked to collect small stones, so he naturally knew a thing or two about special-purpose stones.

  "Huh? How is it Hongyu?" Yun Cong looked at Shangguan Meng in confusion, Hongyu? He didn't remember having this kind of stone.

  "It's this one!" The little hand pointed at his own head, gesturing, "It's the hairpin on Cloud Brother's head!"

  He picked up the red jade hairpin and was even more perplexed. "What's wrong with this hairpin?" It was the one that Wang Ye had given him, his only beloved hairpin.

  "This is Red Jade! The words on the belt can resist all poisons and also distinguish whether something is poisonous or not!" Her big eyes sparkled with excitement.

  The cloud solidified, yet it was a tremble in the heart, fingertips repeatedly searching for the hairpin among the strands of hair. Was this thing originally so precious? Why didn't that person tell me himself? For a moment, his expression was bewildered.

  Shangguan Meng saw Yun Cong seemingly deep in thought, and only then slowly walked out, returning to his own small courtyard. In fact, he also wanted to go find Zi Ruoye to chat with her, but heard that the mistress had been very busy these past few days, so Meng'er didn't want to disturb her either. Does this count as being considerate of others? That day, Father told him a bunch of phrases, something about being considerate of others, and wanting to be an understanding flower? He was a person, not a flower... Father would always say things that left him bewildered.

  As the sun sets in the west, the Wang Mansion is lit up with large red lanterns, a festive atmosphere. Yun Qing thinks back to an hour ago when her father-in-law ambiguously stuffed something into her bosom, and her face turns even redder.

  Biting her lip, she was thinking whether or not to look. After all, although he had stayed in the pavilion for a while, but as for

  But the thing was that it didn't work at all. With trembling hands and closed eyes, I would always take out that book from under my pillow, but I didn't dare to open it. My face turned red as I quietly opened my eyes, took a deep breath, and flipped it open! After glancing at it hastily, I threw it aside. The bold pictures inside made me feel so embarrassed that I decided not to look at it anymore...

  After this morning, I didn't see the face of Wang Ye again. My father-in-law kept reminding him that newlyweds can't meet, it's unlucky. He also told him a lot, after marrying into the Wang family, don't be a jealous husband, jealous husbands are the most ugly under the sky, just saying some words to scare him.

  Apart from pretending to listen intently, he had no other choice. He wondered what the prince was doing at this moment. Supporting his own heart, the pounding heartbeat revealed his restless thoughts. Everything seemed like a dream. These past few days, when he woke up, if that person wasn't by his side, he really thought it would all be just a dream. In fact, it was a dream, but a good one.

  After wandering outside for a day, Zǐ Ruò Yè returned to the Wang Fu. After all, newlyweds couldn't meet face-to-face, and even meals had to be eaten separately. Thinking of tomorrow's surprise, Zǐ Ruò Yè smiled with a curved mouth, wondering what expression Yun Ning would have tomorrow.

  However, she was also looking forward to Yun Cong's expression tonight. As for the new person not being able to see each other, she had never taken it to heart. She quietly approached Yun Cong's window and gently knocked on the window, "I wonder if the beauty is at home, may I have the good fortune to invite the beauty to take a stroll in the small garden?"

  Digression

  Sorry... I'm late for an hour today...

  Lack of words, directly pounce on all of you, crazy!