Chapter 88: A Brief Parting is Sweeter than a New Marriage

  The two of them had been embracing for a long time, and it wasn't until then that Yun Cong remembered that Zi Ruoye had just returned to the Wang Fu, and must be very tired. Hurriedly, she gently pushed Zi Ruoye away, speaking with concern, "Wang Ye, you've worked hard these past few months, and now that you're back, I'll go prepare hot water and food for you."

  When you're away from home, the food is always very simple and can't compare to what's at home. When Yun Cong saw Zi Ruoye return, she prepared some food for her. After all, after Zi Ruoye's ordeal, the sun was already setting in the west, but it was an awkward time, neither lunch nor dinner.

  "Ning'er, go and prepare some snacks for Wang Ye, it'll be dinner soon. Wang Ye, have something to fill your stomach first." As she spoke, she got up, but just as she stood up, her body was spun around by Ziyueye's clever force and fell directly into Ziyueye's arms.

  "Ning'er, I'm not hungry." Zi Ruoye said softly, her arms wrapped around the long-separated body, the tip of her nose filled with the familiar scent of peach blossoms. The hardships of the past eight months were no longer worth mentioning at this moment. Although she had been rushing on the road for several months, the second half of the journey was not so rushed. "Ning'er, let me hold you."

  "Uh-huh." Yun Ning's face turned red as he softly responded, obediently letting Zi Ruoye hold him in her arms. He also deeply missed the feeling of being held by Wang Ye, just like he was the most fragile thing in the world, cherished and protected by her. Wang Ye's breath lightly brushed against his neck, bringing a ticklish sensation, but Yun Ning didn't dare move.

  "Ying'er... you haven't been taking good care of yourself these past few months." She had wanted to scold him, or at least speak sternly to him, but Ziyue Ye knew that Yunying's behavior was out of concern for her. She let out a soft sigh in her heart, as she didn't want Yunying to worry about her, yet it always ended up being the opposite.

  "Ying'er didn't mean to." Yunying suddenly realized that his current appearance over the past few months must be quite haggard, "Ying'er must have scared Wangye now."

  Zi Ruoye leaned against Yun Ning's back, smiling softly and gently rubbing Yun Ning's hand. "How could it be?" With a flip of her body, she pressed down on Yun Ning, looking at him from above.

  Yun Cong was taken aback, not expecting Zi Ruo Ye to suddenly change his posture. He stared blankly at him, and for half a moment, he didn't dare to meet the smiling eyes of that person again. He slightly turned his head and called out softly, "Wang Ye... you..." The beauty's cheeks were as red as flower petals, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. Yun Cong's heart was racing with anticipation, wondering what this person wanted to do next...

  "Ning'er...... I haven't had one in eight months..." Before she could finish speaking, Yun Ning hastily covered Zi Ruoye's lips, her eyes full of shyness.

  They were already husband and wife, how could he not know what the unfinished words of Zǐ Ruò Yè meant? Yet, he still couldn't bring himself to say it out loud, his face red as he quietly reminded him, hoping the person on top would realize this point, "Wáng Yé, it's still not nighttime..." But if this person insisted, he also...

  Zi Ruoye's eyebrows rose slightly, and in fact, as soon as she hugged Yun Cong, she wanted to press him into her own body, but she didn't think about it now... Looking at Yun Cong, there was a smile that made him blush in her eyes. She stuck out her tongue and lightly licked the palm of his hand, scaring him into quickly withdrawing his hand.

  Her fingertips slid lightly, and the ribbons on Yun Cong's body snapped, revealing a semi-transparent undergarment and a glimpse of her beauty. However, Yun Cong had gently closed her eyes, with a hint of expectation in her heart. As soon as she opened them again, her hair was slightly disheveled, scattered across the bed, creating a beautiful sleeping portrait.

  Zi Ruoye gazed at the beautiful scenery below, originally without thinking of anything, but now she couldn't control herself and whispered "Ning'er..."

  She wanted to tell him that she wouldn't let him worry again, and also wanted to say to him, Ninger, this big palace has been hard work for several months. Maybe there were other things she wanted to say to Yun Cong, but at this moment, she was really missing the person in her arms, missing the taste that had lingered on her lips for a long time.

  "Prince..." Hearing the soft whisper of his name, Yun Cong opened his eyes that had been closed due to tension. Despite still feeling a bit shy in his heart, he reached out and wrapped his arms around Zi Ruo's neck for the first time, giving him a gentle kiss.

  A bright light flashed across Zi Ruoye's eyes, after all Yun Ning had always been too introverted and shy, even though they were already husband and wife, but every time they still blushed like a budding flower, but this time she took the initiative...

  Tender kisses, deep and shallow, the two people's passionate kiss, clearly they both have a thousand words to say to each other, but perhaps when emotions run deep, even language seems pale and powerless, all they can do is kiss each other, expressing their feelings in the entwining of their breaths.

  Zi Ruoye's lips parted, and Yun Cong's soft lips were kissed by her, again and again, until the temperature between them rose higher and higher. Just then, Wu Er's voice cut in...

  "Your Highness! Someone from the palace has come to summon you to enter the palace immediately." After finishing speaking, Wu Er secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and glanced up at the sky. Now that His Highness and Yun Zhu were newlyweds after a brief separation, the Emperor was being too unreasonable...

  Zi Ruoye stiffened her body, and bluntly buried her head in Yun Cong's shoulder, taking a deep breath, and said with a deep tone of voice, "Zi... Yan... Ran..." Her tone was so gloomy that it seemed as if she wanted to strangle Zi Yanyan to death.

  Yun Ning heard Wu Er's voice and was stunned for a moment, with a bitter smile. This emperor really doesn't know how to pick the right time, does he? Looking at the purple leaves on his own body, his cheeks were already flushed with a tender redness, and now his eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of misty color, intoxicating and bewildering. He had just told Wang Ye that it wasn't dark yet, but... Gently pushing away the purple leaves, "Wang Ye, you can go back to the palace first." He would go take a cold shower later.

  Feeling a slight stiffness beneath her, Ziyue Ye lifted her head from Yun Cong's shoulder and gently kissed the corner of his lips. "Let her wait!" The sky is vast and the earth is wide, but nothing is more important than this moment, Ziyue Ye continued. Yun Cong had wanted to say that this wasn't right, but he was left dazed by Ziyue Ye's words, unable to utter a sound, and could only let out a soft hum as he yielded to her desires.

  Until Zǐ Ruò Yè couldn't even lift a finger after Yun Ning had been tossed around, she gently kissed the corner of his lips, got dressed and walked out. As soon as she went out, she saw Wǔ ér blushing at the door waiting for her. Zǐ Ruò Yè said lightly, "Next time if that scoundrel Zǐ Yān Rán sends someone to deliver a message again, just beat them away directly." She then walked out of the doorway.

  Wu Er's eyes widened in shock, who would have thought that someone would dare to chase away the imperial envoy with a broom? Their Wang Ye was indeed fearless in his words. She patted her own heart, fortunately, this was the Wang Fu, and whatever Wang Ye said wouldn't reach the Emperor's ears.

  While Zi Ruoye had originally intended to use her lightness skill to arrive directly, once she returned to the capital, she was no longer Mu Jin but Ye Wang. So, she openly and uprightly sat in the carriage that Zi Yanran had assigned to her. The coachman's mouth twitched involuntarily when he saw Zi Ruoye appear, clearly two hours late! Who would dare make the Emperor wait for two hours?!

  "What's taking so long?" Zi Ruoye said as she sat in the carriage, seeing the driver looking like he had seen a ghost. She immediately added another sentence, "Hurry up, or we'll be late."

  The driver hastily nodded, but in his heart he was secretly scolding, isn't it too late for this already...

  Ziyan knew that Ziruo Ye had gone directly to the Wang Fu after returning to the capital, and she couldn't help but call her a promiscuous and unscrupulous imperial sister in her heart. She could only send someone to invite her over. This time, Ning Cheng investigated the case, and Ruo Ye almost lost her life in the coal mine, making Ziyan very worried. However, after waiting for two hours, she now just wanted to strangle her to death!

  "Your Majesty, please calm down, the prince is definitely on his way." Liu Qingyue sat beside Zi Yanran, comforting her, with a hint of helplessness in her expression towards the way these two sisters interacted.

  "What a headache! That Zi Ruoye is deliberately making us wait!" Zi Yanran said angrily, reciting the Three Character Classic. Looking at her like this, it's clear that she's recovered well. If I had known earlier, I should have let her handle more cases!

  "Hehe... Your Majesty, don't worry. Ye Wang will be here soon." Liu Qingyue wasn't intimidated by Zi Yanran's angry expression, instead she covered her mouth and smiled softly to comfort her.

  "You think I'm easy to bully?! I, the emperor, actually have to wait for Prince Wang! Waiting for Prince Wang is one thing, but having to wait for two whole hours is just too much!" Zi Yanran stood up in anger and said indignantly. If those ministers found out, she would inevitably be lectured by them again. She'd rather go to war and fight the enemy than face those annoying ministers who were like flies buzzing around her ears.

  Liu Qingyue turned her head slightly towards Zi Yanran and asked, "What does the Emperor want to do?"

  Ziyan suddenly looked like she had been hit on a sore spot, what could she do? "Hmph! If Zi Ruoye doesn't show up again, I'll send ten or eight handsome men to her palace!"

  "Your Majesty, what has made you so angry?" Just as Zi Yanran's words fell, Zi Ruoye's voice slowly walked into the imperial study. As soon as she entered, she saw Liu Qingyue sitting quietly beside Zi Yanran and was slightly startled. "Ruoye pays her respects to the Empress."

  "King Ye is excused from the formalities. That's all for tonight, then." Princess Qing Yue nodded slightly, her eyes warm and calm as she glanced at Zi Yan before retreating.

  Liu Qingyue walked away, and Zi Ruo Ye casually sat down in a chair beside her, pulled out her own small wine jug, propped her feet up on the chair, and smiled at Zi Yan Ran. "Imperial sister, didn't I come?" She hadn't even blamed Zi Yan Ran for disturbing her time, so why was this person suddenly getting angry?

  "Hmph! If you don't come, I'll really send seven or eight handsome men to you. Those beautiful women sent by the ministers are making me worry about what to do with them!" Just thinking about it gives me a headache, and thinking about the beauty in the palace makes my head spin.

  "Hmm?" Zi Ruoye raised an eyebrow, and surprisingly agreed, "Hmm, indeed worthy of being a good minister who worries about the country and its people. I agree with you too." At present, only Liu Qingyue and a few other concubines were favored by Zi Yanran, which completely did not match her inner image of an emperor.

  Three thousand beauties in the harem... waiting until youth is no longer young and passion has faded... Ziyueye thought of this, her eyes slightly dimmed, probably thinking of her deceased father and empress...

  "Agreed! You're saying that I'm really going to send you off! Let your husband's family annoy you to death!" Zi Yanran gritted her teeth and said, sensing the emotions of Zi Ruoye, she shouted.

  "Imperial sister, this isn't something that I, a mere king, can decide. You are an emperor after all. Look at the queens of Haiyue and Qinglan, none of them are like you." Zi Ruoye said with a hint of ridicule and disdain in her eyes as she sipped on her chilled wine.

  Ziyan's expression was calm, but her eyebrows were slightly raised. She changed the subject and said, "This time in Ning City, thank you for your hard work." Her eyes were filled with a serious gaze, making Ziyue feel somewhat uncomfortable.

  "No need to bother, just give me a few more jars of wine! But the Ning City Governor actually died......" Zi Ruoye frowned, this was something she hadn't expected. She had thought that the Ning City Governor would directly escape, but now he's dead.

  "It's dead and gone." Zi Yan said nonchalantly, "The envoys of Qing Luan and Hai Yue will arrive in four or five days. What do you think?"

  Zi Ruoye tilted her head and took a sip of wine, "When the soldiers come, we'll block them. When the water comes, we'll cover it with earth. In Zi Xuan, even if they are tigers, we must make them lie down for us. If they are dragons, I will make them coil around me." Zi Ruoye's smile was full of calm and composed kingliness, her eyes flashing with a hint of ruthless determination.

  Ziyan's lips curled up slightly as she gazed at Ziruo Ye's sparkling eyes...

  Digression

  Waaahhh... Sweeping tombs is so tiring... The fish has already been dried into jerky... TAT

  There are two more days...... Worrying...... The updates for these two days will be irregular...... Until April 3rd.

  The fish went to sleep... so tired...