Chapter 148: Every year has this day, every year has this day
In the tenth year of Cheng'an, He Yanchen issued an edict to appoint the son of his clan relative, Prince Huaiyang, as the crown prince.
After Prince Huaiyang died, the nine-year-old prince was brought into the East Palace to be taught by the Grand Tutor. The prince was calm, studious, and well-mannered. Every three days, he would come to the Zhuoyu Palace to pay his respects to Yueli according to the rules.
Yue Li liked him quite a bit, but she didn't like to take care of children. Everything about the little prince was taken care of by He Yanchen and the Grand Tutor.
That day, the little prince came out of the Zhuoyu Palace and met the eldest prince who was brought by Li Cairen to pay his respects to Yueli.
He stopped and bowed, "Royal brother."
The eldest prince had a personality opposite to his, silent and introverted. He returned the greeting at Li Cairen's urging. Although the two were in the same study, the prince was taught by the Grand Tutor, while the others had different teachers, so they didn't spend much time together.
After watching the prince leave, the eldest prince pulled Li Cairen's hand.
"What's wrong?" Li Cairen squatted down and looked at him straight in the eye.
"Mother, does Father dislike me?"
Li Cairen's face was a little stiff. In fact, He Yanchen treated the Crown Prince, the eldest prince and the eldest princess equally. He would not take the initiative to summon them unless there was something important. He would only ask about the Crown Prince's schoolwork.
"No..." Li Cairen couldn't say any other words of comfort for a long time. In her opinion, He Yanchen didn't like anyone and he was just a cold-blooded person.
Li Cairen patted his head and said, "Isn't it good that mother likes you? When Cheng'er grows up, he will have his own mansion. As long as you behave yourself, you will live a good life."
The eldest prince sobbed twice and nodded.
At this time, He Yanchen happened to come to Zhuoyu Palace and saw the two of them outside.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."
"Your son pays homage to His Majesty the Father."
He Yanchen was dressed in a black dragon robe. When he saw the tears on the eldest prince's face, he frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"
Li Cairen said, "Nothing...it's just that Cheng'er misses His Majesty."
The eldest prince raised his head and looked at He Yanchen with some anticipation in his eyes.
In a trance, He Yanchen seemed to see his former self, who also longed for that person's recognition.
Before he knew it, he had become the person he hated the most.
But there was no ripple in his heart. For the first time, he touched the eldest prince's head and said, "Don't be my son in your next life."
Maybe he is born to be an emotionally indifferent person, or maybe human emotions are limited.
No matter what the reason was, his feelings were given to one person.
*
It's New Year's Eve again.
The Golden Throne Hall is still bustling with activity, and it is the same every year.
He Yanchen leaned on the throne bored, with one arm lazily resting on Yueli's waist, pinching her waist from time to time.
Yueli drank some wine and her cheeks were a little red. While no one was paying attention, she secretly glared at him.
"Stop touching me."
It's so itchy. What if she loses control here?
The man laughed softly and whispered in her ear: "Then let's go back first."
These palace banquets are the same every year, so boring.
Yue Li was getting a little impatient, thinking it was a complete waste of time to stay here.
She was about to nod when she saw the little prince coming over.
He acted like an adult, holding a teacup in his hand: "Your son is offering tea instead of wine, wishing that Father, the Emperor, and Mother, may live in harmony and happiness forever."
This was quite what He Yanchen wanted to say, so he raised his wine cup and took a sip.
"Your mother has worked very hard in organizing the palace banquet. I would like to offer a toast to her."
The little prince nodded. After entering the palace, he didn't communicate much with He Yanchen, but his father often told him how hard his mother worked.
He wanted to remember the hardship he had endured, and his only worry was that when he grew old and his mother passed away, he would have no one to rely on.
The little prince took it to heart.
Looking at the two people who were so in love, he couldn't help but feel a yearning for love for the first time.
*
At the hour of midnight, the two returned to the Linde Hall.
Yueli wanted to take a shower first, but He Yanchen hugged her and said, "Let's go together."
The man seemed to be in a very good mood tonight. The water in the bathtub overflowed in waves, wetting the white jade floor tiles. Yue Li's heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't help sobbing a few times while they embraced each other.
She hugged the man's neck and put her cheek against his neck. The red candles beside the bathtub were burning high, and the candlelight was swaying. The air was full of ambiguity and charm.
It was unknown how long it took, but Yue Li was about to faint before He Yanchen finished their first time.
He picked him up and put him back on the bed.
Yueli was so sleepy that she dodged when he kissed her again, pulled the quilt over herself, and muttered, "I'm sleepy..."
She clutched the quilt tightly, wrapping herself up to prevent him from pulling it away.
He Yanchen was so angry that he laughed. He leaned over and whispered in his ear, gritting his teeth:
"Didn't I tell Jiaojiao that you can't go back on your word on the bed, and you can't ignore others just because you feel comfortable."
He's not comfortable enough yet.
Yue Li's protest was in vain, and he carried her and her blanket to the soft couch by the window and tossed her around.
By the time the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, it was already midnight.
There was a "bang" sound outside the window, and fireworks were set off in front of the Golden Throne Hall, which woke Yueli up immediately.
He Yanchen opened the window, and the two of them snuggled on the couch looking out the window. Gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky. Yue Li got up from his arms, lay on the windowsill, and looked up.
Just like that year in Jiangning City, he suddenly became curious and stood up and put his arms around her waist from behind:
"What wish did you make that year?"
Yueli realized that he was talking about the Qiqiao Festival that year, but she was tired of being tossed around and didn't want to pay attention to him.
"I won't tell you."
She hummed softly, turned around and continued to look at the fireworks in the sky.
He Yanchen rested his chin on her shoulder and looked at the beautiful night view with her.
He suddenly remembered a sentence -
I didn’t expect this day to come every year, but I hope this day will come every year.
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--＜Digression＞--
This life is over!
Tomorrow I'll briefly write about the protagonist's previous life from his perspective, and then I'll start writing about the third life. I'll put it in the main text, but it can also be read as a side story. The core plot of the third life is that the king seizes the minister's wife, and both the male and female protagonists are unclean! Those who mind, please be careful.
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