Qin Yuhang carried her back to the front yard. Just after passing the flower hall, Ye Hui saw Muo Qi coming out of the side building. Forgetting her fatigue, she got down from Qin Yuhang and walked over to hug Muo Qi, feeling an extraordinary longing for this familiar man after not seeing him for more than half a month.
Muo Qi looked at her repeatedly, and finally said, "Miss, your hair has grown."
Ye Hui thought her hair hadn't grown much, but she did plan to wear a wig to deal with social situations. She smiled and asked, "Where is Hengting?" Her exhausted body suddenly became energetic the moment she mentioned her son.
Muo Qi's gaze remained fixed on her face, seemingly not hearing the question.
Qin Yuhang answered on Muo Qi's behalf: "After traveling for two days, the child was also tired. As soon as he entered the city, he kept sleeping. Muo Qi arranged for him to sleep in the west side of the Lingxue Hall's Bisha Pavilion, and A Jin is leading two servants to take care of him."
"I'll go take a look." She had originally wanted to go to the front yard to receive Wang Dequan and his daughter, but now planned to make them wait a bit longer. Arriving at Lingxue Hall, entering the west side of the Bisha Pavilion, several eunuchs stood up to pay their respects.
Ye Hui gently lifted Hengting from the bed, not wanting to let go for a long time, kissing his little cheeks repeatedly, unexpectedly waking him up.
The child, not having slept well, opened his teary eyes, looking like he was about to cry.
Ye Hui hurriedly coaxed and apologized, remembering he liked songs, she picked a few soft ones to sing, quickly soothing him.
The nine-month-old child was playful, and after feeding, she had someone spread a large fur mat on the ground, calling people to arrange the toys sent from the imperial capital by Huangfu Zeuan in a circle, sitting and playing with him.
Ye Hui felt she was taking good care of her son and told Muo Qi, "Such a big child can be weaned off milk. When the wet nurse comes tomorrow, send her away."
"This servant understands. These days I've been feeding him, sometimes with cooked goat's or cow's milk, which works quite well." Muo Qi responded, having developed a father-like bond with the young master during this time. The thought of bringing a wet nurse made him feel uncomfortable.
"Hey, Muo Qi, don't refer to yourself as a servant in the future. Just use your name. If you feel that's inappropriate, you can call yourself 'little one', but never call yourself a servant." Ye Hui handed Hengting a small carved sandalwood figurine, which he grabbed and enthusiastically banged on the floor, laughing.
"Yes, servant, little one obeys." Muo Qi, worried about Hengting hurting his feet, covered the child's small feet with a blanket.
A young eunuch came to report that Wang Dequan had a message: if the princess consort had no other instructions, they would take their leave.
Ye Hui suddenly remembered this matter. Two winters ago, she had attended a banquet at the Wang family, and Wang Xiaoya had left a good impression. At that time, Xi Lin County Lord was also present, claiming to be Wang Dequan's fiancée and Wang Xiaoya's stepmother. This mismatched marriage was ultimately aborted due to the fall of Sha Province, and Xi Lin County Lord never became Wang Dequan's wife.
Accompanied by two bodyguards, Ye Hui entered the front yard's guest hall. As soon as she entered, Wang Dequan pulled his daughter to kneel and salute, calling out "Long live the princess consort."
At this moment, Ye Hui became fully aware of her elevated status, as the descendant of the emperor who would determine the fate of the entire Yingtang Kingdom. She glanced at the two, sat in the main seat of a grand chair, with two bodyguards standing on either side, and a eunuch brought over a prepared tea cup.
"Lord Wang, Miss Wang, please rise. What brings you to see me?" Ye Hui used "this palace" for the first time, a phrase representing royal nobility and authority.
My lady, stay with me tonight,” he whispered in her ear, his gaze burning, one large hand slipping into her bodice to caress, the soft sensation immediately stirring his lower body.
"Not tonight," Ye Hui replied, "I'm spending tonight with the main husband, and tomorrow night with Mo Qi."
The Eleventh Master gazed at his beloved's delicate features with misty eyes, a hint of pain showing, lifting the ivory-white satin bodice, revealing smooth, soft breasts that bounced out... He immediately grasped one side, burying his face and sucking and nibbling the other.
Ye Hui, not wanting to exhaust herself before dealing with her main husband that night, felt helpless about the head buried in her chest. But after being kissed for a moment, she was starting to feel aroused and was considering giving in. However, he suddenly stopped, neatly arranging her bodice, picking up a pale purple butterfly-printed long dress to dress her, then taking an ivory comb to tidy her slightly disheveled hair. After examining her, he found a silver-white long shawl from a chest and draped it over her shoulders.
The Eleventh Master smiled contentedly: "My lady looks much more beautiful now."
Touched by his thoughtfulness, Ye Hui stood on tiptoe, kissing him for a while, her delicate hand caressing his blue-green stubble, revealing a soft smile: "Eleven, you should shave."
Unmarried men in Yingtang Kingdom didn't grow beards, not by rule but by fashion, believing a clean, elegant face would more easily attract women's admiration. Thus, young men paid great attention to their attire and appearance.
The Eleventh Master stared at her intently, saying nothing.
Holding his warm large hand, Ye Hui walked out of Jinhua Hall, a clear wave flashing brightly: "Eleven, rest assured, I'll make it up to you when I can."
The Eleventh Master gripped her soft hand: "Just hearing that makes me happy."
They exited the pavilion, where the Tenth Master stood in the corridor, his long robe flowing, looking leisurely, sarcastically remarking: "Eleven looks so satisfied. Did you just eat well inside?"
This was not about eating! The Eleventh Master retorted: "Not as vulgar as you think."
Ye Hui stepped forward, holding the Tenth Master's hand, leaving the flower hall together before releasing them, walking ahead - as the crown princess, she couldn't behave too casually lest the servants look down on her.
Ye Hui nodded, saying that ultimately, Wang Dequan could not resist the temptation of a seductive woman. “You don’t need to worry too much. Princess Xilin is a criminal, and if your father dares to marry her, his official career will be over.”
