C290 (2/2)
”I've never been happy ever since you set your engagement.”
There were very few times when Su Ruirui was happy, and most of the time, he would be tied down by various political matters. Only during the time he was alone with Mu Rousang, he was truly happy.
And exactly because Mu Rousang understood him, therefore —
At that time, even though they knew that he had married the Princess Xiangyang, they had still agreed to his invitation.
The Matriarch Yang had hit the nail on the head. Mu Rousang's heart was indeed too soft, but she did not know that this was precisely the point that Yang Zixuan and Su Ruirui loved each other the most. Mu Rousang loved her loveliness, her willfulness, her short temper, and the faint sense of bliss that she emitted when she was being cooked.
Su Ruirui really liked her. That kind of warm feeling was an unforgettable memory in his life and he greedily wanted to embrace her by his side from now on.
However, he also knew that this kind of place that had a complicated heart like the harem wasn't suitable for her. Su Ruirui was extremely conflicted!
”My wife!”
Yang Zixuan's voice came from a different path.
's tensed mind calmed down a bit. Accompanying Jun Ruoruo like a tiger, who knew where Su Ruirui's next step would be?
”I'm here!”
She pretended not to see Su Ruirui's face that was darker than the bottom of a pot.
When Yang Zixuan heard her voice, he immediately sensed that her voice was trembling. Not caring about whether the small path in the darkness would slide down, he immediately rushed over.
”Your majesty?!”
”I was just strolling around when I met Sang'er, who just so happened to be lost.”
He looked at Yang Zixuan provocatively, with the stance of wanting to give him another proper wife.
Mu Rousang watched from the side and perspired, then said: ”That's right, it's a coincidence, we were just chatting here for a bit, Darling, are you looking for me to go home?”
Speak quickly, she did not want to continue entangling herself with Su Ruirui.
”Yes, I met Princess Jing'an on the way who was looking for you. She said that you lost him!” Yang Zixuan was a fox spirit and naturally knew how he wanted to answer.
”Hehe, it's getting late. The palace gates are about to be locked. Your majesty, this subject's wife is leaving!”
In front of outsiders, Su Ruirui frowned slightly, but he did not stop Mu Rousang from saying this.
Yang Zixuan did not know what Su Ruirui and his had said, but seeing her expression, Yang Zixuan was less worried. In front of an official, Su Ruirui was definitely a wise man.
He talked to Yang Zixuan for a while and saw that the dragon-dancing had dispersed. He knew it was time to let Mu Rousang out of the palace.
Yang Zixuan did not speak anymore, and took his leave after bidding farewell.
Snow night, cold wind blowing bone!
It was a rare occasion for Yang Zixuan and Mu Rousang to fall silent, the whole journey they did not speak.
After getting on the carriage, Yang Zixuan's slightly cold hands gently embraced her into his embrace. ”Have you ever regretted marrying me!”
His words were soft and unclear, but Mu Rousang could not hear it clearly.
”Hmm? What did he say? Oh right, did royal father come today? ”
Yang Zixuan slightly sighed, then said: ”I never did, royal father is of the crippled Emperor bloodline, and is also the father of the Fourth Sister, of course I won't be invited, I'm afraid...”
He reached out and patted her back. He thought: You must treat her better later.
The horse carriage slowly left, leaving the tall and majestic Red Palace gate far behind. The carriage that had been neatly lined up scattered in all directions, creating a ruckus in front of the palace as if it were a market.
Mu Rousang took a sniff at the chilly little nose in Yang Zixuan's embrace, then nestled in his embrace and found a comfortable place to rest before dozing off as the carriage swayed and swayed.
She mumbled sleepily, ”Zixuan, you can apply for release?”
”What did you say?”
The originally dozing Yang Zixuan pulled up the cape on her body tightly, then asked her softly. What answered him was only a small snoring sound.
Yang Zixuan thought that she was tired, so he got the people to immediately send the horse carriage to the entrance of his inner courtyard. This was the benefit of being in charge, being pressured by the elders of the left and right, it was fine for the two of them to come.
”Is Madame asleep?”
Xia Yu carried a lantern and looked at her. She then saw Yang Zixuan carefully carrying her down the carriage.
”En!”
He softly replied, afraid that he would wake up the delicate girl in his arms.
Aunt Liu glanced at them from behind, her eyes were filled with worry, but she was not smiling and blushing like Xia Yu and the rest.
Mu Rousang slept for an unknown amount of time, but when she slowly opened her eyes, the flames outside the red silk tent were shining brightly, she felt as if her entire body was being grinded over, the pain was unbearable! It was as if a fire had burned her throat, and the bitterness in her mouth had yet to dissipate. It was obvious that she had been fed medicine.
Is she sick?
That was Mu Rousang's first thought, then she opened her mouth again, only to realise that no matter what, she could not make a sound, as though something was suppressing her and preventing her from speaking.
”You're awake? Are you hungry? ”
Yang Zixuan, who was originally guarding beside the bed, was suddenly awakened. Under the slightly dim candlelight, it could be seen that he was extremely haggard.