Chapter 37: I met my husband again at home and we were very tired
Jiang Yueying: "..."
She half-knelt down, stroked the wolf cub's smooth fur, and frowned slightly: "Will eating anything else give me stomach upset?"
Xie Yuting said firmly: "Don't worry, it won't happen."
"Awoo, awoo." Qiqi rubbed the girl's skirt.
At the same time, Jiang Yueying breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she was not discovered by Xie Yuting.
She picked up the little wolf and scratched its chin as a reward. Qiqi narrowed its eyes slightly, and its fur stretched out in comfort.
The Crown Prince, sitting on the couch, said sourly, "The first thing you did when you woke up wasn't to hug me. I'm angry."
Jiang Yueying blushed: "I can't hold you..."
"You're making a false argument." Xie Yuting lay back on the couch, pretending, "My heart is broken, and I can't get up..."
“…”
She carried Qiqi to the bedside, and Xie Yuting immediately turned over and faced her with the back of his head, as if to say: She is angry and needs to be coaxed.
This guy is really...
Jiang Yueying couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, and she didn't even realize how gentle this smile was.
"Aren't we going to the outskirts of Beijing? If you stay in bed any longer, you'll have to leave tomorrow."
Xie Yuting moved his shoulders.
She glanced at him calmly, put the little wolf in her arms on the couch, and immediately pounced on the man, rushed into his arms, raised her furry head, stuck out her rough tongue, and licked his cheek hard.
Sizzle.
The little wolf licked it with gusto.
Xie Yuting was stunned. He twisted the little wolf's soft ears and laughed angrily: "My Ah Ying hasn't kissed me yet, and you kissed me first?"
Hearing the word "kiss", Jiang Yueying suddenly remembered that on her birthday, she had also quietly kissed Xie Yuting's cheek, and it seemed that she had licked the same spot as Qiqi...
In an instant, her face became as hot as fire and as red as the sunset glow, and she awkwardly turned away with a guilty look.
"Get up quickly." She said this, blushing, and turned around to put on her clothes.
Get up, dress, wash up, and change into thicker clothes.
After some preparation, the two boarded the carriage heading to Mingquan Temple.
In the carriage, Jiang Yueying teased the little wolf, and Xie Yuting teased her. The journey was lively and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.
When I got off the bus, I met many acquaintances.
Looking at the group of people in front of her, Jiang Yueying had the illusion that this scene was extremely familiar. The same noble ladies gathered together, but the difference from last time was that Qin Wangyou was missing among them this time.
I have heard for a long time that the Fourth Prince's wife is under house arrest by the Fourth Prince, staying in the mansion every day and not allowed to go out. In addition, the Fourth Prince has exchanged engagement letters with the Rong family, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, and will marry the third daughter of the Rong family as his concubine after the new year.
Miss Rong San is an outstandingly beautiful girl. Her mother died early, so she is in charge of all the household affairs in the mansion and is a good housekeeper.
Jiang Yueying lowered her eyes, guessing that Qin Wangyou would probably have to hand over the power in her hands and become the Fourth Prince's consort in name only.
You will suffer the consequences of your own actions, so don't blame others.
A group of noble ladies bowed to them one after another, but Jiang Yueying walked straight past them without even glancing at them, as arrogant as ever.
Xie Yuting just looked at her with a meaningful smile.
The bells rang out, and the little monk led the way.
In the main hall of the temple, Xie Yuting accompanied her to worship. When they moved to the side hall, Xie Yuting stayed outside the hall and waited, instead of coming over as usual.
Jiang Yueying felt strange. Could it be that this guy was tired?
She asked directly, and Xie Yuting said calmly, "The side hall is small and the incense is overwhelming. I won't go in."
He shook his hands, leaned lazily against a thick old tree, closed his eyes and dozed off.
It didn't seem like this guy was afraid of the smoke, so Jiang Yueying didn't ask any more questions and led Qing Ge and Pu Ling in to burn incense and worship Buddha.
The girl knelt on the cushion, her forehead against the cold bricks and stones, and knelt there for a long time.
Compared with the last time, Jiang Yueying prayed more sincerely, hoping that the gods and Buddhas would bless Xie Yuting to be safe and sound, and that even if he lost his position as crown prince, he could still live a life of wealth and leisure.
She did not expect Xie Yuting to ascend the throne. After all, emperors since ancient times were cold-hearted and cruel. Xie Yuting had such a silly personality that being an emperor would be a torture for him.
Which woman in the world doesn’t want to wear a phoenix crown?
However, if Xie Yuting was unhappy, the title of the mistress of the six palaces or the mother of the country would not cause the slightest ripple in her heart.
But just because he doesn't fight doesn't mean he won't become a victim.
How can one escape unscathed from the struggle for succession?
She looked up at the expressionless golden Buddha, sighed softly, and felt extremely melancholy.
As I walked out of the palace, a cool breeze blew on my face. I looked towards the sturdy ancient tree in the distance. Under the tree, a man in a moon-white robe had a clear and elegant brow. He closed his eyes and took a nap peacefully. A few pale yellow dead leaves fell at his feet, making him look quite romantic and unrestrained.
It’s so cold today, I can even fall asleep under a tree.
Jiang Yueying came closer, leaned over, twisted Xie Yuting's ear, and raised her voice: "It's time for lunch, why are you still sleeping?"
Xie Yuting woke up with a start, opened his bright peach blossom eyes, and asked a silly question: "Eating vegetarian food in a temple?"
She glanced at him silently, and asked knowingly: What else?
"But I want to eat meat..."
“There’s no meat here.”
"I have some in my carriage. You can eat it and come back later."
Jiang Yueying: "..."
Unable to resist a certain prince, Jiang Yueying returned to her room alone. Qingge brought her vegetarian food. Jiang Yueying began to eat lunch, and the two maids left.
She was used to eating vegetarian food and had no aversion to it, unlike a certain prince who was used to eating delicacies from land and sea and would rather hide in a carriage than eat meat.
As I thought about it, I laughed helplessly.
Click.
Suddenly, there was a sound of tiles rustling overhead.
"Ouch!" Qiqi at the feet immediately became alert and bared his teeth.
Jiang Yueying looked up in astonishment, only to see the tiles on the roof of the wing slowly moving, revealing a gap through which dazzling sunlight poured down.
A thief broke in?!
She was horrified and was about to shout "Catch the thief" when the thief on the roof suddenly spoke.
"Don't be afraid," the man said in a low voice, "It's me."
Then, she saw a conical hat covered with black gauze through the gap.
The Cold-Clothed Swordsman...
As a great hero, what kind of bad habit is it for you to run to the roof and pull off the tiles!
Jiang Yueying didn't dare to lose her temper with her savior, so she patiently asked, "Why are you here?"
"I was just passing by," he lied with his eyes open, "I didn't expect that you and I would be so destined to meet."
Oh, who is passing by and scraping tiles from the eaves and walls?
Jiang Yueying was speechless. This guy was treating her like a fool.
"I saw you smiling while eating just now. Is the vegetarian food delicious?" The voice of the swordsman in cold clothes was a little ethereal.
"Not bad," Jiang Yueying blushed a little, "I'm not smiling because of the food, I'm just thinking of my husband."
The man chuckled, "If I remember correctly, last time you said your husband was a playboy with no ambition."
Jiang Yueying frowned and said seriously: "He is indeed a playboy, but... he is also quite cute."
"In short, he's better than I thought."
"Stop saying bad things about him."
The cold-clothed swordsman raised an eyebrow: "You two have a good relationship?"
"Very good." Jiang Yueying said.
The man listened to the girl's serious emphasis, and he questioned her, "I've been following you since you entered the temple. I noticed your husband is very attached to you, but you seem a little cold towards him. You say you have a good relationship, are you lying to me?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yueying was stunned. Was Xie Yuting really so attached to her? Even outsiders could see it...
"Or does he have something on you that you have no choice but to give yourself to him? Do you need me to rescue you?"
Jiang Yueying: "..."
No, don't make blind assumptions.
This is the bad thing about people who love to be chivalrous too much. Jiang Yueying was in tears and didn't know how to explain it.
"Actually... I'm quite shy and don't feel comfortable being too intimate with him in public."
"I don't believe it."
"...I'm not lying to you. My husband and I are very affectionate at home."
The cold-clothed swordsman thought for a moment, "Then prove it to me."
Jiang Yueying was afraid that the other party would be kind enough to rescue her, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Just wait, I'll go find him in a while."
The man nodded: "Okay, I'll watch from a distance."
"I'm leaving first."
Just as the man was about to leave, the little wolf at Jiang Yueying's feet began to howl again. Its tone sounded like it was acting coquettishly. If you didn't know better, you would think it was reluctant to leave him.
Jiang Yueying immediately hugged Qiqi into her arms: "You are quite smart, little guy. You know that the other party is a good person."
Qiqi stretched out her little paw and pointed at the man in the air.
She held it down and said to the man, "Okay."
Click.
The sunlight in the gap suddenly disappeared, and the tiles returned to their original positions.
The swordsman in cold clothes who came and went without a trace suddenly disappeared, as if he had never been there.
Is this the skill of a peerless hero? Jiang Yueying sighed, feeling envious.
After lunch, she walked out of the room and found that Xie Yuting's personal bodyguard Xiao Lang was guarding the courtyard.
"Xiao Lang."
The young man walked over quickly and said in a cold voice, "What do you want, Princess?"
"Why didn't you follow Xie Yuting?"
Yu Lang: "His Highness has specially ordered me to protect the Crown Princess."
Jiang Yueying's heart suddenly softened and her eyes became bright.
Stupid Xie Yuting, how could he just borrow someone else's personal bodyguard?
"Xiao Lang, is your prince afraid of smoke?" She always felt that Xie Yuting's keeping a distance from smoke did not seem to be a simple dislike.
Yu Lang suddenly fell silent.
The wind blew quietly on the side of my face, allowing the silence to spread.
The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his cold expression gradually revealed a bit of heartache.
After a long while, he slowly spoke: "It's an old story, few people remember it."
From Xiaolang's fragmented narration, Jiang Yueying learned the whole story.
Xie Yuting had never gotten along with his other brothers since he was young, and fighting and quarreling were common occurrences, but he was only close to the Eighth Prince Xie Yubo. He always protected him and loved him like his own younger brother.
The good times did not last long. Xie Yuting ate a piece of cake sent by Xie Yubo and was suddenly poisoned. If the Queen had not called a military doctor to treat him, his life would probably be in danger.
Due to the strong toxicity, Xie Yuting developed difficulty breathing when exposed to smoke, and the disease could not be completely cured.
From then on, Xie Yuting stopped paying attention to Xie Yubo, lotus cakes would no longer appear on the East Palace's dining table, and all the chopsticks were replaced with silver chopsticks...
After hearing the past events, Jiang Yueying suddenly understood. No wonder Xie Yuting had always been indifferent to Xie Yubo's kindness. If it were any other prince, he would always scold them, but he completely ignored the Eighth Prince.
Is it because you poured your trust in me that you can't stand his betrayal?
Jiang Yueying lowered her eyelashes, her heart aching.
clang--
The temple bells rang again.
It was already afternoon, when the monks were chanting sutras, but Xie Yuting had not returned yet.
What kind of food can take so long?
Jiang Yueying was worried and took the initiative to step out of the courtyard to look for him.
Yu Lang followed a few steps away, always alert to the surroundings, while Qi Qi followed her at her feet with a swagger, never leaving her side.
He casually pulled the young monk over to ask, and the young monk was impressed by the donor who was dressed up, so he pointed to the Marriage Tree at the foot of the South Mountain and said that he had seen this person there.
Jiang Yueying was suspicious. Why was this guy going to find the marriage tree?
According to the monks at Mingquan Temple, this marriage tree is not rare. It is a thousand-year-old tree that is planted in most temples. People with predestined relationships will come to pray for happiness.
Later, someone spread the rumor that the marriage tree in Mingquan Temple was planted by Yue Lao, who came down to earth to connect with the gods and protect lovers in the world to finally get married.
Word of mouth spread quickly, and the marriage tree in Mingquan Temple became famous, attracting countless dignitaries to come and worship it.
She quickened her pace and walked forward, thinking as she walked, wouldn't Xie Yuting also care about his marriage...
When Jiang Yueying found him from afar, Xie Yuting was chatting with the little monk with a smile on his face, looking very familiar.
It’s really amazing. You can get along well with anyone.
Driven by curiosity, Jiang Yueying lowered her footsteps, tiptoed behind a tree, and eavesdropped on their conversation.
The young monk said: "Donor, you pray so sincerely, I wonder what your beloved looks like."
Xie Yuting said happily: "My sweetheart is simple and cute, easily shy, and extremely kind-hearted."
"Amitabha, it sounds like a perfect match for you, young master."
Jiang Yueying, who was eavesdropping, felt her face fall and a surge of anger inexplicably rose in her heart.
Innocent and cute, easily shy, and kind-hearted, Xie Yuting actually already has a lover, but he's never mentioned it...
On second thought, it was understandable that the other party did not mention it. Princess Anyi was known to have a violent temper. What if Xie Yuting mentioned that he had a lover and Princess Anyi went to his house with a knife?
Although she couldn't do such a thing, the real Princess Anyi did it a lot.
Crack! She accidentally stepped on a dead branch and broke it.
The sound is particularly obvious.
Xie Yuting looked up when he heard the voice and saw her at a glance. He smiled even more brightly: "Aying, what did you hear?"
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