757 A Million Times for You 119 (1/2)

Facing each other, Song Yan and Chen Liang put the wedding bands onto each other's ring finger and pulled each other into an embrace in front of their dearest family and friends.

The crowd broke into boisterous applause and began cheering loudly. Song Yan stealthily turned around and looked at the guests, only to see that Ling Ciye and Jin Qingyue were murmuring between themselves. They were not looking at her at all.

Filled with immense sorrow, Song Yan pulled a long face throughout the process of changing into her next gown together with her husband.

However, Chen Liang had noticed the change in her expression, despite it being ever so slight.

He simply pretended not to notice.

Chen Liang planned to have a few more drinks with Ling Ciye during the toasting ceremony. However, Ling Ciye and Jin Qingyue did not attend the wedding banquet. Song Yan scanned the crowd, only to discover that they were not there.

Meanwhile, Ling Ciye and Jin Qingyue were discussing what to have for lunch while on their way home.

”There was a feast available at the banquet, yet you insist on having lunch at home,” said Ling Ciye, staring at her affectionately.

”We've already given them their wedding gift and watched the solemnization ceremony. There's no need to stay for the banquet. Hubby, what would you like to have for lunch?” Jin Qingyue asked, leaning her head against his shoulder.

”You.”

Jin Qingyue glanced at him bashfully and said, ”Didn't you have enough last night?”

”Not at all. You almost sucked me dry.”

”Since when did I… You were the one who kept bugging me,” Jin Qingyue retorted.

”I was the one who initiated the first time, but who was the one who wanted to go again?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Qingyue punched him playfully. They looked at each other and smiled gleefully.

——

”'I've thought about it and I feel that it'd be inappropriate for you and Jin Qingyan to live in the same house, even if you're not sharing the same room. After all, you two are divorced. You either move back to your own mansion or move back in with your family at the Gu family mansion. Don't live with him anymore. I'll send my people to protect you in secret. You can lie low anywhere,” said Tuoba Gucheng.

”Aren't you just getting your people to monitor me that way?” An Xiaoning questioned.

”I'm worried about your safety.”

”There's no need for that. It makes me feel uncomfortable. Your Majesty, I think it's very safe for me to live in Wei Ni Estate for the time being,” An Xiaoning said calmly.

Tuoba Gucheng was ill at ease, for he was worried that An Xiaoning and Jin Qingyan would rekindle their feelings for each other over time, especially since they were once in love and even had a child together. In fact, Jin Qingyan had even saved her life. Thus, after much thought, he decided that it would be better for An Xiaoning to move out of his house. His heart sank after hearing An Xiaoning's words. ”You either move out of his house or come to the Autumn Palace. Pick one.”

He refused to give in at all.

After a moment of silence, An Xiaoning answered, ”Got it. You must also promise not to send people to monitor me.”

”Are you exchanging conditions with me?”

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Tuoba Gucheng chuckled lightly and said, ”You should. I promise. There's also another thing I'd like to tell you…”

”What is it? Feel free to speak your mind.”

”There's only one rule I have for you to follow. Don't let me find out that you're seeing anyone. I'd rather ruin you than let anyone else have you.”

Greatly taken aback, An Xiaoning answered, ”You're being unreasonable. I'm only thirty years old. Am I supposed to remain single for the rest of my life?”

”Don't you still have me?”

”You?” An Xiaoning scoffed and continued, ”It's absolutely impossible between you and me, Your Majesty. Why do you always forget my words?”

”Even if it's impossible, you can't break this rule! If I don't care about you, would I be concerned about whether you're dead or alive? And since I care for you, you're not allowed to rebel against me. I won't repeat myself again. Bear my words in mind!” he snapped.

After ending the call, An Xiaoning put her phone away.

She turned around and sat down on the couch, after which she picked up the bottle of blue liquor and began pouring some Dreamyanghe into a goblet slowly.

She gulped the liquor down in one sitting, and a familiar taste infiltrated her senses. It was Jin Qingyan's personal concoction.