Chapter 94 Let's Go Together

  September sky, a pleasant and refreshing season, without the sweltering heat of July and August, nor the slight chill of late October. Chrysanthemums are in bloom, with golden adorable little flowers greedily absorbing the air of September, September is their paradise.

  Zi Ruoye followed the lightness technique to chase after Lan Ge's Qingyun Institute, and when she entered the house, she was somewhat taken aback by the atmosphere inside. She had thought of various possibilities for Liu Qingyu, but the one thing she hadn't expected was that these men would be sitting together in silence.

  Just now was too hasty, and didn't notice the movement in the courtyard. Now thinking about it, Lan Ge's courtyard didn't have any sounds of fighting at all. When Zi Ruoye walked in, Yun Ning turned her head to smile at her, "Your Highness? Why have you come?" Lately, Your Highness would go straight to the study after court, didn't expect today was an exception.

  He heard that Liu Qingyou had arrived at the Wang Mansion, so he went to greet him. However, before he could even get there, he saw Liu Qingyou's figure flash by in the distance. After a moment of confusion, he realized that Liu Qingyou was heading towards his own courtyard and quickly followed after him.

  Liu Qingyu raised her eyes to see Zi Ruoye, with a joyful expression, but then thought of something and turned away in hatred. Shangguan Meng saw Zi Ruoye coming and rushed into her arms.

  "Hostess, are you here to play with us?" Soft and sweet voice, the tip of his nose had a faint scent of osmanthus, he was very curious about this lukewarm Lan brother, today he wanted to come find him to play, just happened to meet Cloud brother on the way, so they came together.

  Zi Ruoye looked at the little person in her arms, put him down on one side, touched his head, "What is this..." Originally thought there would be a world war, but it seemed she was thinking too much. She took a step forward towards Yun Cong, saw Lang Ge, but he seemed to be in his own world, quietly looking at the piano, and didn't seem to plan on greeting her.

  Shangguan Meng's bright eyes slightly dimmed, such an obvious estrangement, how could he not see it? If it were usual, the wife would have pulled his hand to go together, but still followed behind Ziyue Ye. Where is the wife, there is Meng'er!

  Lan Ge is a quiet and reserved person, but this group of people came over without greeting, so it's a good opportunity to ask if they're willing to attend Zi Yanran's banquet. As the tenth prince of Qinglan, Lan Ge probably can't avoid attending the banquet. With a thoughtful glint in his eyes, Haiyue seems to be planning to attend as well. Although he has already arrived in Qinglan, he hasn't gone to see the host yet. When foreign envoys arrive, they usually go to see the host country's ruler immediately; who gave them the audacity not to do so?

  "It just so happens that both of them are coming to the husband's courtyard." Yun Cong sat down next to Zi Ruo Ye, his eyes slightly gazing at Liu Qing You, silently telling Zi Ruo Ye why he had come.

  Zi Ruoye's eyes were slightly narrowed, full of smile, probably because Liu Qingyou rushed to Lan Ge's courtyard in a hurry, and Yun Ning came over fearing they would conflict.

  She grasped Yun Cong's hand and looked at Liu Qingyu who turned his head away from her, "Qingyu. You're here."

  Liu Qingyao turned around, glared at Zi Ruoye for a moment, as if blaming her for not telling him. He felt useless in his heart, and the dead man had only called out to him once, yet he surrendered. "Mm, just arrived." After returning to the Chancellor's mansion, he originally planned to come over the next day, but his father kept delaying him. He had secretly snuck out himself, and it was already mid-August when he heard that he would have to return to the Wang Mansion again. His father wanted to keep him for a few more days, so he delayed until now.

  The main thing is! This bastard hasn't looked for him in so many days! He's really infuriating!

  He took a glance at Lan Ge, who was sitting alone under the tree. What a beautiful man he was! However, he was too ethereal and still, like a stagnant pool of water. It wasn't until after Lan Ge entered the palace that he realized this rascal had no passion on his way back. He wondered if there were any remaining words to be said, so he came to take a look at the true master of Qing Luan's number one beauty.

  I only feel that the temperament of this immortal is not supposed to exist in the mortal world, but when I see his eyes, I feel that the grayish white color in his eyes has shrouded him with a layer of gray.

  "It's good that you're here." These past few days have been too busy, and there hasn't been any time to go find Liu Qingyou. Who knows, maybe he even thinks of her every night before falling asleep. Thinking of this, the smile between Zi Ruoye's eyebrows grew even thicker.

  Lan Ge looked at the people sitting in the courtyard, were these her husbands? A flash of light in her eyes, "If there's nothing else, everyone can leave, Lan Ge doesn't like crowds."

  A soft and calm voice rose among the crowd, Zi Ruoye nodded slightly. Lan Ge was indeed a quiet person, she said what needed to be said and wouldn't disturb others. "Tomorrow, the Emperor will hold a banquet gathering, do you want to go?"

  If they didn't want to go, she could go by herself. Those banquets were just places for the various officials to show off their husbands, and if not, they would eventually turn into matchmaking parties at some point. She was really afraid, truly afraid that Ziyu Ran would bring someone over again.

  A flash of insight in her eyes, this banquet he knew about, because it was the emperor who held it to meet the Qinglan envoy, although they had already met, but why did she ask if they wanted to go? He silently asked, looking at Zi Ruoye.

  "If you don't want to go, then just don't go. Let Zi Yanran handle it herself." Zi Ruoye smiled slyly, if Lan Ge didn't go, she wouldn't go either, and Zi Yanran would also find an excuse to brush it off, saying that as she rested her head on Yun Cong's lap.

  How did this person suddenly fall asleep... with so many people around?

  Yun Cong gave Zi Ruoye a slightly displeased glance before following her. "If we don't go, it might not be good, the prince is also attending."

  If he didn't go, the people in the court would probably have more gossip again. He didn't want to hear those people say bad things about Wang Ye. His good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly as he thought of the rumors and slanders that had been spread about Zi Ruoye before, and he felt indignant on behalf of Wang Ye.

  Liu Qingyou also frowned, he didn't like this kind of banquet either. But thinking about the things his mother had told him in the past few days about the imperial court and the situation of the "dead bastard", although he didn't understand why his mother who never agreed with men participating would tell him these things, he knew that the "dead bastard" must attend this banquet after all. It was a reception for foreign envoys, even if it was from a defeated country, but that was only temporary. "Dead bastard, I'll accompany you!"

  As he spoke, his face turned red. He had just said that he would accompany her, but forgot to ask if she wanted him to go with her. Except for Yun Cong, everyone present was not decent, and he wasn't a dead brain, but he still felt a little lost in his heart...

  Zi Ruoye was taken aback, thinking that Liu Qingyou should be the most opposed to it, but unexpectedly he suggested going. With a gentle smile, "Qingyou must go with me. You all have to accompany me. What if I get bullied?" The pitiful tone of voice, but his expression was grinning from ear to ear.

  "Who dares to bully my wife! I, Shangguan Meng, will help you bully her back!" Shangguan Meng clenched his small fist and said solemnly. He couldn't kill anyone, but he could make them half-dead. Thinking of this, he secretly glanced at Ziyue Ye, wondering if his wife would scold him for secretly punishing Li Yu. His little head drooped slightly as he thought about it, feeling too angry that the broken jade was always bothering Cloud Brother. Couldn't he use his array to drag those people to death? His array was very powerful!

  "How can this scoundrel be bullied? It's better if she didn't bully others." Liu Qing let out a cold snort, but her eyes were firm and determined. Who dares to bully the scoundrel to death? Although he was a man of letters who had acted with reason for many years, couldn't he still take down those hypocritical people? Looking at the dignified officials, weren't they all just a bunch of rice buckets? Humph! Only this scoundrel was still shouting that he was being bullied.

  If Prime Minister Liu were to hear this, he would probably be furious, because she is also a high-ranking official and was actually called an idiot by her own son...

  Zi Ruoye listened to a sigh, how could she not be bullied? She was always being bullied in the imperial court, especially by Zi Yanran, who often bullied her. She buried her face in Yun Cong's small belly and said in a muffled voice, "Then I'll rely on you at that time." Although her voice was muffled, it carried a faint joy.

  "That Mingri Yun will prepare clothes for the king tomorrow." He didn't have the qualifications to attend the palace feast, but he really didn't want to go to such a boring event anyway.

  Zi Ruoye subtly curled up the corners of her lips at an angle that no one else could see, and was about to leave. How could she bear to abandon someone? Thinking of the pure, elegant, quiet, and sacred people in this courtyard, if she didn't take them all with her, wouldn't it be a waste?

  She didn't like them always staying in this corner of the palace...

  "Lan Ge, you don't have to go." Zi Ruoye turned her head to look at Lan Ge, who had been sitting quietly, and sat up straight.

  "Lan Ge is leaving. Since nothing's wrong, Lan Ge will take her leave first." As she spoke, she picked up the Jiao Wei Qin and walked into the house, leaving behind a slender back view for everyone to see.

  "I'm sorry, my prince is just like that." Zuo Er stood to the side, nervously explaining how the prince could just walk away in front of everyone. Having been in the palace for a long time, Zuo Er immediately thought of the struggles and oppression they faced within the palace walls.

  Zi Ruoye saw Zuo Er being so anxious to apologize for Lan Ge, she only then realized that Zuo Er seemed to be very tense and careful in doing things, whereas Lan Ge still had his usual carefree appearance, walking forward and saying, "It's alright, next time we won't come."

  Zi Ruoye thought that disturbing Lang Ge was also not good, seeing him twice only left her with a back view, she should be unwelcome, originally that marriage contract was just for her to help that overly gloomy person, but hearing it in Zuo Er's ears was another matter, was the king telling him that from now on their imperial son would no longer be favored?

  He hastily knelt down and knocked his head several times, his small head bleeding, "Your Highness, the prince really didn't mean to, please don't blame the prince."

  This sudden change made Zǐ Ruò Yè involuntarily smile bitterly, and Yún Níng was also about to come up to help him up. How did this child suddenly kneel down? As he bent over to lift him up, his hand touched a cold finger. He raised his head to look, and Lán Gē had appeared at some unknown time.

  "How did you end up kneeling down." The soft and cool voice was without a ripple, but from her bosom she pulled out an exquisite small bottle, carefully wiping the wound on Zuo Er's face.

  "The prince..." Zuo Er felt a faint coolness on his forehead and knew that Lan Ge had applied medicine for him. However, looking at Zi Ruo Ye, he was afraid she would say he was being disrespectful.

  "Your Highness, my servant is injured, I'll take him to get treated." He said as he turned around and walked away. Seeing Zuo still not moving, he turned back and called out in a calm voice, "Zuo, let's go."

  "Here I come." Zuo Er replied, turned around and took a glance at Zi Ruo Ye, then followed Lan Ge to leave.

  Zi Ruoye turned around and looked at Yun Cong, after a while, pointing to herself, "What did I just say that was so serious?"

  Liu Qingyu walked up and pulled Zi Ruoye's hand, "No, it's probably Zuo Er thinking too much. Dead guy, how many people do you plan to bring tomorrow?"

  He knew that at such a grand banquet, those high-ranking officials would definitely bring their own sons. If that stupid fool took a liking to someone again, he thought to himself in anger, why was that stupid fool so popular? How could he not see it clearly? She was just a greedy and lustful woman after all.

  Liu Qingyou almost forgot that this greedy and lustful woman was the one he said he liked, Shangguan Meng heard Liu Qingyou's question and also looked at Ziyue Ye with expectant eyes.

  Wife, will you take him with you? Shangguan Meng was a bit nervous, clutching his own hem, he was the youngest and seemed to have no qualifications at all. He had always known that the wife only treated him as a younger brother, her gaze was too gentle, without any love for men, only doting on her younger brother.

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a bitter taste in his heart, and no matter how much pearl powder soup he drank, he couldn't suppress the intense bitterness.

  He didn't want to be the younger brother of his wife at all... He wanted to be her husband... Gently pressing down the bitter taste that had just risen to his lips, he lifted his head and smiled warmly again.

  "Of course, we all went together. Zi Yanran's palace feast had a lot of good wine and delicious food." Zi Ruoye blinked her eyes with a mischievous face.

  Yun Cong furrowed his brow with some worry, "Can we go together?" The crowd walked out of Lan Ge's Light Cloud Temple, but they had different thoughts.

  After Yun Cong returned to the house, she began to help Zi Ruoye sort out the clothes for the next day. She muttered to herself, "Tomorrow, Wang Ye should wear something more formal..." Holding two pieces of clothing in her hand, she couldn't make up her mind. Is this really what they mean by 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder', that no matter what Wang Ye wears, he looks good?

  Zi Ruoye walked in and saw Yun Ning looking at two sets of clothes with a worried expression, smiled, "I can wear either one." If he liked it, she could change into both for him to see.

  "Yun thought for a moment and still felt that the purple one was more suitable for Wang Ye." She then put away the other garment, folded up the purple one, so that Zi Ruo Ye could wear it tomorrow.

  "Wait, Ninger, the banquet in the palace won't start until this afternoon." He walked forward and picked up Yun Cong, then sat down and let him sit on his lap.

  "Your Highness?"

  "Ning'er, tomorrow you should wear the dress that I asked Master to make for your birthday banquet." Since then, Yun Cong had never worn it again. Yun Cong was still dressed in a pink dress, with only a purple pearl and red jade hairpin as adornments. Although she loved Yun Cong's simple yet alluring appearance, which seemed plain but actually exuded a subtle charm, not showy but always inadvertently revealing a hint of allure.

  "Your Highness, how can Yun Cong go?" Yun Cong thought for a moment and directly refused. He always thinks more than Zi Ruoye.

  Zi Ruoye let out a soft sigh in her heart, and then kissed Yun Rong's soft lips. The lingering tenderness and fragrance with a hint of peach blossom flavor made Yun Rong lose the ability to think as she was kissed by Zi Ruoye.

  Until Zǐ Ruò Yè let him go, allowing him to breathe, this person... how could he not listen to him finish speaking. He discovered that every time he said something this person didn't want to hear, she would kiss him, as if it had already become a habit.

  "Your Highness..."

  "How can Yun Cong not go? Who says she can't, I'll destroy her!" Holding the suburbs in his arms, his smile was accompanied by an unusual intimidating force, and his eyes were dark and unclear. She knew that Yun Cong would always push her to her past, big or small.

  Seeing her like this, Yun Cong could only agree, "I promised you then." He had never refused any request she made.

  Zi Ruoye saw Yun Ning's compromise, and only then did she raise the corners of her mouth. The last time it was the ten-mile red makeup that proved Yun Ning's identity to the world, this time the banquet was to let those rice buckets prove that no one dared to touch her people, including that little vinegar jar, the protected little ball, or even Lan Ge who was saved by mistake.

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