Chapter 109 Wild Man

study.

He Yanchen looked at the secret letter in his hand. The candlelight reflected his handsome profile. The flickering light made it impossible to see his expression, but one could feel the sudden drop in temperature in the hall.

Ji Ming touched his arm and looked at the empty teacup on the table. He hesitated whether to add some more. His Majesty had been feeling uneasy since he received the letter an hour ago.

Ji Ming knew very well that the letter was all about Concubine Yu. He had sent people to investigate when Concubine Yu entered the palace, but he did not expect that there would be something left out.

He Yanchen's eyes were dark and unclear. He had read the short page over and over again.

We have been together day and night for five years.

Oh.

He and Yueli had known each other for less than five years.

But before him, there was a man who had been with her day and night for five years.

He Yanchen kept stroking the paper in his hand, and the urge to kill in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Yueli has never talked to me about this person. What does she think?

Is he still obsessed with this person? That's why he was distracted when Rong Jieyu mentioned him today, and avoided the topic when he asked.

Damn it.

Damn it!

He Yanchen stood up suddenly, which scared Ji Ming who was holding the teapot and wanted to add more tea to him. The teapot in his hand also jumped, and he quickly held it tightly to prevent it from falling to the ground.

"His Majesty?"

He Yanchen clenched his fists, his eyes darkening as he asked, "The Empress Dowager's plum blossom viewing banquet is scheduled for two days from now?"

"Yes, Madam Yang from the Empress Dowager's household came by just now and asked if Your Majesty would like to go."

"What's the point of me going?" He Yanchen couldn't help but sneer. "If I go, how can she still flirt with that guy?"

"Send someone to keep an eye on me. I want to know what Concubine Yu did, who she met, and what she said that day. Not a single word can be lost."

Ji Ming responded fearfully.

He Yanchen calmed down a little. He knew that the living could never win against the dead. Even though he wanted to cut that wild man into pieces and grind his bones to ash, he couldn't do that now.

At least before he died, he couldn't let Yueli have any good memories of him.

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In the bedroom, Yue Li was feeling a little restless.

It was almost midnight and He Yanchen still hadn't returned. After not seeing him for so long, she couldn't help but get a little impatient: "Why hasn't His Majesty returned yet?"

Lian Qiao went out to inquire and came back with the following message: "Xiao Dezi said that His Majesty is still in the study meeting with ministers and probably won't be back tonight. Let Your Majesty rest early."

"What kind of minister is this? He comes to disturb His Majesty so late at night..." Yue Li said gloomily, "It doesn't matter what happens to him, but His Majesty must not be ruined..."

Lying alone on the huge dragon bed, Yueli felt a little sleepless.

Since arriving at the hot spring palace, the two of them have been sleeping in the same bed every day. Today, with no one around, Yue Li finally experienced what it felt like to be alone in an empty room.

She tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She slipped on her shoes and wanted to run to the study to find He Yanchen, but was stopped by Xiao Dezi:

"Your Majesty, His Majesty just told you to go to bed early. His Majesty is really busy today and really doesn't have time to accompany you to bed."

Yue Li returned to the bedroom in a bad mood. She lay on the bed, hugging He Yanchen's pillow, and smelling the familiar scent on it, and then she felt a little relieved.

She tossed and turned until midnight before she finally fell into a drowsy sleep for a while, but she couldn't sleep well even in her dreams. All the sadness she had felt because of Su Huai during the day disappeared. Yue Li's heart and eyes were full of thoughts about why He Yanchen hadn't come back to accompany her.

In a trance, it seemed as if someone was hugging her, and the familiar ambergris wrapped her tightly, and Yueli's frown suddenly relaxed a little.

"Your Majesty..." she murmured, hugging the person in front of her tightly.

He Yanchen couldn't bear to see her sleep alone, so he returned to the bedroom in the middle of the night to keep her company.

At least in the dream she would call herself instead of some wild man.

Seeing that she was curled up in his arms, he patted her back and said softly, "Go to sleep. I will accompany you."

Yueli then fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, when Yueli woke up, it was already bright outside.

"Forsythia!"

Lian Qiao heard the noise and rushed in: "My Lady, what's wrong?"

"Your Majesty returned last night?"

Lian Qiao nodded: "I'm back. I left just half an hour ago."

Yueli hurriedly got off the bed and said, "Help me wash up quickly. I need to see His Majesty."

Lian Qiao saw that she didn't look well and knew that she didn't sleep well last night, so she quickly tied her hair into a simple bun and supported Yue Li as they walked towards the study.

But the door of the study was still closed, and Ji Ming was guarding outside.

"Oh, Your Majesty, why are you here so early?" Ji Ming stopped her and said with an apologetic smile, "Your Majesty, you've come at a really unfortunate time. The Prince of Huaiyang has brought the young master to pay his respects to Your Majesty, and the Prince of Huaiyang is inside right now."

Ji Ming felt beads of sweat on his back. Last night, His Majesty stayed up all night in the study alone, and then hurried back to the bedroom in the second half of the night. No one knew what he was thinking about.

Prince Huaiyang came this morning. If it were someone else, it would be fine. Prince Huaiyang and Prince Pingnan are two of Your Majesty's closest uncles. Prince Huaiyang's son was weak and sickly in his early years. Prince Huaiyang put aside all his affairs in the capital and took the son to the south to find a miracle doctor. Only then did the son recover. As soon as he recovered from his illness, he returned to the palace to see Your Majesty, and Your Majesty naturally had to meet him.

Yueli stared angrily at the tightly closed door, wishing she could poke a hole in it.

"Forget it, come back later."

Yueli went to the backyard of the Hezheng Palace and saw a little boy playing with a ball by the pond.

"Who is that?"

Xiao Dezi followed Yueli and took a look and said, "That's the Prince of Huaiyang, he's four years old this year."

"Speaking of the Huaiyang Wang family, it's also had its ups and downs," Xiao Dezi said. "The Huaiyang Wang married a commoner woman a few years ago, but the old princess didn't like her. When the Huaiyang Wang accompanied His Majesty on the expedition to the Western Rong, the old princess took advantage of this opportunity to drive the woman out of the palace."

"But the woman was already pregnant at the time. When Prince Huaiyang returned, he finally found her. Before he could even say a few words, she died of childbirth complications, leaving behind only a boy."

"The young master was born prematurely and was frail and sickly. Prince Huaiyang severed his relationship with the old princess and took the young master to the south to find a wandering miracle doctor. The young master only returned to the capital this year after recovering from his illness."

Yueli listened with great interest. This royal story was no less interesting than the one in the storybooks.

With a "splash", the young master's ball fell into the pond.

When Xiao Dezi saw this, he was about to ask someone to help him fish it out, but he saw the young master picked up a broken branch from the grass nearby, and then pushed the ball into the gap between two small stones on the other side of the pond and stuck it there. When he went around, the ball would not be carried away by the water, and he soon picked up the ball himself.

Yueli laughed: "He is quite smart."

Xiao Dezi nodded repeatedly: "It is said that the prince of Huaiyang is precocious. I heard from my godfather that when he was a child, he would grab a pile of books during the "Zhuazhou" ceremony."

He recalled that some time ago His Majesty had asked his godfather to record all the children of appropriate age in the royal family in the register. Now that Prince Huaiyang had recovered from his illness, it seemed that he could add them in.