Chapter 239: Being Frank

Wen Chengyun's arrival caught Cheng Weining off guard. She hurriedly stopped wiping her face, fearing her rouge and powder would be wiped off. As for the so-called token of love, she didn't take it seriously. It was just a worthless piece of wood, perhaps just a small gift to Cheng Weiyao.

"Let go, why are you here?"

With so many eyes watching her, Cheng Weiyao felt a little embarrassed and left Wen Chengyun's arms as soon as she landed.

"The palace banquet is almost over. I'm here to take you home. The palace is already in good order. The Duke's Mansion won't be back. You can't live in A-Yu's palace and neglect your husband, right?"

Wen Chengyun reached out and touched the tip of Cheng Weiyao's nose, his tone sounding very intimate. He was deliberately giving Cheng Weiyao a position to prevent these women from coveting the position of mistress of the palace.

"I don't mind. If my sister-in-law wants, she can sleep with me at night and we can talk at night!"

Wen Liyu had already asked Jiang Mengyuan for a lot of gold and silver jewelry. When she came over, she was obviously wearing much more jewels. She blinked mischievously and took Cheng Weiyao's arm.

"I do."

Wen Chengyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a long arm, he wrapped his arms around the man's shoulders and pulled him into his arms. He didn't want to return to the capital and be a resentful husband alone in an empty house.

"Your Majesty..."

Cheng Weining spoke with a hint of resentment, trying to attract Wen Chengyun's attention. The atmosphere in front of her family was just right, and she couldn't get a word in at all. She was angry and anxious, and it was all Cheng Weiyao, the thief, that was to blame!

"Miss Cheng, please respect yourself. I am already married. And Wei Yao has severed ties with the Duke's Mansion. She is my princess. You should call me sister for someone else."

Hearing Cheng Weining's voice, the smile on Wen Chengyun's lips faded a little. He lowered his eyes and began to distance himself from the matter, while not forgetting to emphasize Cheng Weiyao's identity.

Given the status of a princess, everyone present, except the concubines in the harem, should pay their respects to Cheng Weiyao. When he came over, he found that these people were still calling her "Second Miss Cheng" all the time, which was obviously asking for trouble.

"I am also tired, so let's go today. After all, you are a foreigner, so it would be inconvenient for you to stay in the palace for a long time. Take the princess back home with you."

Jiang Mengyuan pinched her brows and tried to smooth things over. She was a little regretful that the Cheng sisters from the Duke's Mansion did not start a fight. As for the jewelry given to Jiang Mengyuan, they could just treat it as tickets to the play.

The Empress had spoken, and no matter how dissatisfied Cheng Weining was, she could only watch Wen Chengyun and Cheng Weiyao leave hand in hand. If looks could kill, their clasped hands would have been riddled with wounds long ago.

Wen Liyu returned to her own residence, while Wen Chengyun and Cheng Weiyao boarded the carriage bound for the palace. After boarding the carriage, Cheng Weiyao seemed somewhat silent.

"What's wrong? Are you bothered by the secrets I've kept from you before? Cheng Weining and I are not the same kind of people at all..."

Wen Chengyun gently squeezed Cheng Weiyao's hand and began to recount everything in a calm and unhurried voice. Even if he returned to the capital, he would not do such a foolish thing as abandoning his wife and remarrying.

As for the concealment of the overall situation at the beginning of the exile, it was all in order to better stabilize the country. The most important thing was that the target was Cheng Weiyao, so later he could rest assured to let her become his right-hand man.

On the contrary, a delicate young lady like Cheng Weining seems to be a burden.

Of course, taking this opportunity, Wen Chengyun also confessed some things that Cheng Weiyao didn't know, such as the poison that he and Wen Chengfeng were infected with.

"Poisoned? Why don't you bring Mr. Huo back with you?"

Cheng Weiyao's attention was immediately focused on this key word. The prince and the emperor were poisoned at the same time. It would be strange if there was no traitor in the palace.

In that case, Huo Yuanfeng should be brought back to the capital. Although the old man is careless, his medical skills are indeed excellent.

"I can see you're not paying attention to me. That was all from my childhood. The poison was suppressed the year it was discovered, and I've been calling in the imperial physician regularly to check my pulse over the years..."

Wen Chengyun's eyebrows revealed a hint of helplessness, but the corners of his mouth were indeed proud. Even though his princess was obviously distracted, she was still subconsciously concerned about his safety.

"Tell me, what are you thinking about so intently?"

Facing the handsome face of Wen Chengyun approaching, Cheng Weiyao's old face flushed. She lowered her head and honestly explained her concerns.

"It's nothing serious. I'm just worried that I won't be able to be a good princess. The palace etiquette is complicated, and I've always been used to it..."

Cheng Weiyao knew that she was able to thrive in Qingshi Town primarily because it was a civilian society without so many rules and regulations. On her first day in the palace, she sensed the atmosphere of intrigue and the rivalries between the powerful and influential, which she disliked.

"Princess is just a title. You just need to be yourself. I like you just the way you are. As for the palace rules, if you don't like them, just don't come in. Back in the capital, you can still do what you like. Go into business or be a hands-off boss... It would be even better if you hurry up and give birth to a little prince for me..."

If it weren't for the last sentence, Cheng Weiyao would definitely be very touched, but the obviously teasing tone made Cheng Weiyao raise her little pink fist.

“Wu Qi, speed up, or your prince will be beaten.”

Wen Chengyun shouted, and Wu Qi, who was driving, whipped the horse's butt, causing the carriage to shake.

Cheng Weiyao threw herself into Wen Chengyun's arms without any defense, their lips touching, their hearts pounding. They didn't separate until both of them were breathing heavily, and Cheng Weiyao said she wanted to go to her parents' home to reunite first.

She was worried about what would happen to Cheng Ying and the others. Although she had discussed it with Duke Cheng before getting married, the people in the Duke's Mansion were not trustworthy and it was possible that they would say one thing and do another. Moreover, she had just waved her sleeves and taken away the treasures in stock.

"Okay, my father-in-law has now established a firm foothold in the court. Although his official position is not high, he has worked his way up step by step." Wen Chengyun hesitated for a moment and agreed readily. Cheng Weiyao bid farewell to her parents after being exiled, so her longing for her parents is completely understandable.

After hearing this, Cheng Weiyao understood what was going on. He had climbed up the ladder on his own, which meant that even though the family had been divided, the Duke's Mansion had not provided any help to his father's career at all. It was indeed completely without credibility.

"Your Highness, Princess, we've arrived."

Wu Qi heard the conversation in the carriage, so the carriage changed its destination and finally arrived at Cheng's house, which was an independent residence of Cheng Ying.

Cheng Weiyao got off the carriage and watched Wen Chengyun's carriage go away. Then she gently knocked on the door of the city mansion.

The person who opened the door was none other than the original owner's mother. Upon seeing her daughter whom she had been thinking about day and night, Mother Cheng was stunned for a second and then tears filled her eyes.