Wan Yue, you don’t have to do this. You can still stay here.” Ming Leng Yun looked at Wan Yue, who was packing her clothes, and asked with concern.
He didn’t mean to blame her. His friend had already told him the whole story, and this had nothing to do with her. How could he bear to let her leave like this? After all, the incident had occurred, and he also bore responsibility. How could he feel at ease letting a delicate woman live alone in an unfamiliar place?
“Noble King, please say no more. Wan Yue has made up her mind,” Wan Yue bowed and said softly.
“Are you really determined to leave?” Ming Leng Yun asked again. He was still worried about Yan Jing Yu’s true feelings towards Wan Yue, so he asked once more.
“Yes,” Wan Yue said, and was about to leave, but was suddenly embraced around the waist and carried towards the gate of the Noble King’s residence.
“Let me go, you scoundrel! I order you to let go, or I’ll accuse you of forcibly abducting a maiden!” Wan Yue struggled and shouted.
“You can shout even louder and let the world know that the princess of Wei Ling Kingdom is stealing a man on her wedding night!” Yan Jing Yu lightly slapped her soft buttocks, hoping she would calm down.
[Text: 072 If You Love Me, Let Me Go]
Mei Si Yu finally finished her lessons and, supported by Xiao Rou, dragged her tired body back to the Yang Feng Palace.
“Miss, what did the Empress Dowager say to you? You look depressed since you came back,” Xiao Rou served a ginseng tea and asked caringly. Her mistress had rarely looked worried since entering the palace, but recently she seemed to be sighing all the time, which was truly heartbreaking.
“Xiao Rou, are you really willing to suffer with me if we leave the palace?” Mei Si Yu asked.
“Yes, I am willing. What’s wrong with you, Miss?” she countered.
“Nothing, I’m going to see the Emperor now. You don’t need to follow,” Mei Si Yu said and hurriedly left.
In the Yan Yan Palace!
“Your Majesty, Mei Fei has arrived,” Liu Gong Gong reported.
“Bring her in quickly,” Ming Leng Chen put down his brush.
“This concubine pays respects to the Emperor, wishing you longevity,” Mei Si Yu bowed.
“When did you become so polite, making me feel uncomfortable,” he smiled softly, his eyes showing undeniable doting.
“Ru’er has a request for the Emperor.”
“Speak, I’m listening carefully,” he said, standing up and embracing the serious-looking Mei Si Yu, kissing her snow-white neck.
“Ru’er wants to leave the palace,” Mei Si Yu looked at him deeply.
“No,” Ming Leng Chen refused without hesitation.
“Why? If you love Ru’er, please give me my freedom,” Mei Si Yu’s tears slid down her cheeks, her voice choked.
Chen, I haven’t given up on you, nor will I give up on our hard-won love. I’m just tired of this scheming life,” Mei Siyu answered weakly.
“Okay, let me think about it. I’ll give you an answer later,” Ming Lengchen replied.
“Mm,” she nodded vigorously, nestling into his embrace, enjoying a moment of happiness, how reluctant she was to let go!
Mei Siyu was already being supported by Xiao Rou, who had rushed over, returning to her palace. Tears still wet on her cheeks, she looked so pitiful that it broke one’s heart.
“Why didn’t you report that Empress Dowager Liu has arrived?” Ming Lengchen glanced at the kneeling person and asked sternly.
“Your Majesty, this servant deserves to die. It was the Empress Dowager who forbade this servant from reporting,” Liu Gong Gong answered timidly, his voice extremely small.
“This is not your fault. But why did the Empress Dowager suddenly come here? Do you know?” Ming Lengchen asked.
“Yes, yes.”
“Speak freely.”
“It is said that the Virtuous Concubine went to the Phoenix Virtuous Hall to inform the Empress Dowager that Mei Concubine had come here,” Liu Gong Gong reported truthfully, not daring to hide anything.
“Oh, it’s her again. Alright, you can go now. Tonight’s matter must not be spread, or you’ll be killed without mercy,” he threatened.
“This old servant understands. This old servant takes his leave,” Liu Gong Gong replied respectfully, then tremblingly closed the door.
Fortunately, the crisis was averted. He couldn’t offend any of these masters. It was difficult in the palace, and even more difficult to be a eunuch by the Emperor’s side! Liu Gong Gong couldn’t help but sigh.
The next day!
“Virtuous Concubine, the Emperor has arrived,” Chun Xiu reported urgently.
“Really? I haven’t even dressed yet. Chun Xiu, help me quickly,” Wan’er was slightly flustered, but mostly excited.
“Yes, this servant will help you dress,” Chun Xiu smiled softly, thinking her mistress had finally been recognized by the Emperor.
“Wan’er greets the Emperor, ten thousand…” Wan’er couldn’t finish speaking, her delicate features twisting in pain.
“How dare you interfere and cause trouble! I’ll strangle you today to prevent you from harming Yuer. Yuer has always been so good to you, how could you be so heartless!” Ming Lengchen increased his grip, intent on killing her.
“Your Majesty, please stop! The Mistress can’t hold on much longer!” Chun Xiu knelt on the ground, crying and begging.
[Text: 073 Not Remembering the Trap, Saving the Virtuous Concubine]
Sister knows everything now. WanEr is sorry, sister.” Xia Wanér said softly after drinking the ginseng tea handed to her by Mei Siyu.
“Mm” Mei Siyu responded simply.
She was initially angry with Wanér for being heartless, but then thought perhaps she had her own difficulties. Being so young and living in the deep palace, she must have many unspoken sorrows.
“Are you still going to plead for me?” Wanér asked.
“Yes, I shouldn’t have come, but I just felt that my only sworn sister was about to die, and I couldn’t bear it in my heart,” Mei Siyu said jokingly.
“Wanér deserves to die. I shouldn’t have gone to see the Empress Dowager. Sister shouldn’t have saved Wanér!” Xia Wanér cried bitterly, speaking in a timid manner that broke one’s heart.
“Wanér, don’t blame yourself. I really don’t blame you. It’s good that you’ve awakened now,” Mei Siyu said caringly.
“Sister” Wanér threw herself into Mei Siyu’s arms, crying out loud, regretting her actions!
Yang Feng Palace!
“Miss, is this worth it? For someone who once harmed you, you’ve given up what you wanted most to do,” Xiao Rou said, tapping Yuer’s shoulders discontentedly.
“Of course it’s not worth it, but I just didn’t want to watch a living person die like this. I promised as a delaying tactic,” Mei Siyu answered.
Yes, wasn’t her greatest wish to leave the palace? But Chen was threatening her with Wanér’s life. Is this what Chen calls not wanting to let her leave because of love? Is it really like this! Can a monarch’s love last long? She couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
That truly is a joyous matter, worth celebrating.” Mei Siyu sincerely felt happy for him. As a monarch, being able to expand one’s territory was such a glorious thing.
“I am very happy, but none of this compares to a single glance or smile from you. Do you know how much I love you? I’m afraid you might suffer even the slightest harm, yet I’ve always watched helplessly as the empress dowager targets you. Being by my side must be so difficult for you.”
“Chen, don’t say anymore. I have never regretted falling in love with you.” Mei Siyu passionately threw herself into his embrace, tears sliding down her cheeks.
“Yuer, since we love each other, would you please stay in the palace with me?” Ming Lengchen said softly.
“Mm,” Mei Siyu responded softly.
The two embraced, and he gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. Two lovers, their hearts closely connected, temporarily setting aside all obstacles, holding each other tightly and kissing passionately.
