“Call me Xiao Nan, silly brother.” Ye Hui moved for a few minutes, her waist feeling a bit sore: “Brother, you be on top, little sister is tired.”
“Okay… Empress… Xiao Nan underneath…” He struggled to squeeze out the name, hugged her tightly and flipped over, taking the initiative, still careful not to use too much force, moving gently.
Even so, Ye Hui still felt dizzy, her whole body hot, as if her entire body was about to melt into his.
But no one could ignore this exquisite sensation, at the moment of climax… he suddenly increased his strength, ruthlessly touching the deepest part of her body, wanting to connect them tightly, as if the two became one, never to separate.
Chu Yu received the most beautiful gift of his life, got up to wipe her sweat, carefully cleaning her body, attentive to every detail.
Ye Hui smiled softly, without a hint of suspicion, feeling the time was still early and not wanting to get up, turned over and fell asleep again.
Chu Yu, however, had no desire to sleep, holding her soft body and gazing at her for a long time.
My dear, Third Junior Brother, I have conveyed your intentions to the Emperor. I just received an urgent message from the Emperor’s fast horse, saying that everything is up to me.” He smiled, “The Emperor has agreed to your marriage.”
Huangfu Ze had just left a few days ago and was on his way to Jingzhao Prefecture. The fast horse’s message would not take long to go back and forth.
But Ye Hui’s mind was completely occupied by another matter. Something that would seem strange to others was something she had personally experienced.
In recent days, his behavior seemed unusual to her.
“Brother Qin, please leave. I want to talk to Chu Yu alone.”
Qin Yu Hang smiled, “Take your time talking. I’ll wait here on the shore. Just let me know if you need anything.”
Ye Hui nodded, watched Qin Yu Hang go ashore, and instructed the eunuch to row the boat to the middle of the water. When the pleasure boat was far from the shore, she asked the eunuch to leave in a small boat.
“Who are you?” Ye Hui suddenly turned back, scrutinizing the man.
“Xiao Nan,” Chu Yu called out softly, his hands drenched in nervous sweat.
“Are you allowed to call me Xiao Nan?” Ye Hui’s voice was icy, looking at the suddenly pale, beautiful face. She understood everything: “You are Chu Yu?”
“Yes,” Chu Yu admitted, almost trembling.
“So you’re still alive. I was so naive, thinking you were dead.”
Ye Hui suddenly felt intense pain, her vision went dark, and she vomited a mouthful of fresh blood, swaying and collapsing sideways onto the floor.
Chu Yu was shocked and rushed to support her.
She grabbed him like a piece of driftwood, pleading in extreme pain: “Why didn’t you leave? Why won’t you go? Is being disliked so interesting?”
She knew Chu Yu was innocent, but deep down believed he should have died.
Chu Yu’s face was ashen like death: “If the Empress wants that person to return, I can wake him. As long as the Empress is happy, I will give him this body.”
Ye Hui was stunned for a long time, murmuring, “He’s not dead? Still alive?”
“He’s in a corner of my body. We agreed that each would spend half a month with you.”
Ye Hui’s tears involuntarily overflowed, her eyes filled with hope. In a form of thanking the heavens, she clasped her hands together and prayed to the bright sky outside. After a while, she turned to Chu Yu: “You can continue your agreement with my brother.”
She left the pleasure boat, stood on the deck, and called a distant eunuch.
After going ashore, she saw her husband, who smiled and brought a string of roasted white vegetables to her lips. She took them and ate slowly: “Brother Qin, I hope we can choose a wedding date early next month. Are there any auspicious days recently?”
It wasn’t that she was heartless. Although Chu Yu was innocent, her brother had waited a thousand years for her, transforming into a wolf and never leaving her side. How could she not be deeply concerned?
In the following time, Chu Yu continued to live in Shaoyang Palace, and Ye Hui never visited again.
On the first day of November, it was Ye Hui’s day to become a concubine. Since the Emperor was not in the capital, she was concerned about potential dissatisfaction from officials. She didn’t make a big fuss, just hosted a few tables in the palace and invited close relatives to celebrate.
“Brother.”
Ye Hui, dressed in a bright red bridal gown, sat on the exquisite bed in Shaoyang Palace. When she lifted her veil, she tearfully fell into the arms of the tall, upright man.
“Xiao Nan, my wife.”
After waiting through endless days and nights, through spring, summer, autumn, and winter, through a thousand years, he finally reached the day of becoming her husband.
Removing all constraints, the couple faced each other naked.
Ye Hui sat on his lap, embracing the man she deeply loved, holding him tightly.
But Xiao Nan, I woke up last night and discovered this body is filled with deep sorrow. When it comes down to it, I owe him. My sister was good to him, even compensating for my older brother’s sake.”
“Actually, I don’t dislike Chu Yu.”
Ye Hui nestled into his embrace. She realized her older brother had disappeared and resented him, feeling as if it wasn’t her older brother who had seized Chu Yu’s body, but rather Chu Yu who had stolen her older brother’s body.
“My older brother has always been fair in everything he does. He feels guilty about occupying someone else’s body. Tonight, I plan to give him the body for one night. Xiao Nan can accompany him, consider it compensation for the wedding night.”
“Just one night, okay. I’ll treat him well, but my older brother must keep his word and come back tomorrow morning.”
“I will come back because Xiao Nan is here. I’ve already agreed with Chu Yu to split the time half a month each. I won’t go back on my word. Just don’t forget me, Xiao Nan.”
“I won’t forget. Don’t worry, older brother!” Facing the identical face, she also had feelings.
“You child, always having moments of being upset.” Her older brother picked up a dress and helped her put it on.
“Older brother hasn’t taken the contraceptive pill, right? We might have a child?”
Ye Hui remembered this matter, her eyes sparkling. But what if the child was Chu Yu’s or her older brother’s?
Chapter 122
Newlyweds typically spend their honeymoon. Although understanding differs, marriage was more important in ancient times. Qin Yuhang gave Ye Hui and Chu Yu five days of leave, as he was particularly caring for his junior fellow disciple. He moved many items from the Qin family as wedding gifts.
Huangfu Zedan also issued an imperial decree, granting gold, pearls, and silk. The royal-used Shaoyang Palace was decorated magnificently. The antique shelf by the window displayed exquisite porcelain from various regions and expensive antiques. Next to it was a purple sandalwood couch.
Ye Hui accompanied her older brother all day. By night, she lay on the purple sandalwood couch, embracing each other and falling asleep.
But around the first watch of the night, Ye Hui quietly left Shaoyang Palace and went to the Taoguang Hall on the right. Entering the main hall, the eunuchs hurriedly paid their respects.
She ignored them, approaching the bedroom door, removing her embroidered shoes.
Qin Yuhang had just bathed and was about to rest when he saw his wife, suddenly stunned.
Ye Hui looked into those sincere blue eyes, feeling genuine remorse, gently removing his clothes, her soft hands placed on his chest muscles, caressing and rubbing the two rosy points, one hand moving down, gripping… whispering in his ear: “I’m holding your Jinjiang.”
