Chapter 75 I will never be annoyed
For the next few days, the weather was clear and the wind was gentle, and the spring scenery was bright.
When the emperor visited Nanyuan, the morning court was suspended for a month. The cabinet followed the emperor's order and went to Nanyuan every day to present all the memorials of the day.
The Danning Hall is the emperor's exclusive residence in the Nanyuan Palace. The emperor also reviews the memorials that have just been submitted to him in the study here.
After Yang Manyan and Xiao Yan had breakfast, they changed into neat and light riding clothes and went to the paddock outside to practice horse riding.
Over the past few days, Yang Manyan has been able to control the horse by pulling the reins herself, but she still doesn't dare to gallop and can only walk slowly.
Xiao Yan followed beside him, always on guard, fearing that Yang Manyan would suddenly lose control of the reins or the horse would be inexplicably frightened.
The dim morning light seemed to cast a soft glow on his handsome face.
Yang Manyan rode a snow-white Ujumchin pony today, with a bright smile in his eyes.
The flags planted all around the enclosure fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound. Looking out, there was a vast expanse of fertile plains, with winding rivers surrounding it like a jade belt.
"It would be great if I could live in Nanyuan permanently." Yang Manyan couldn't help but sigh.
Compared with the imperial palace with its endless vermilion walls, Nanyuan, also located in the capital area, is like a paradise on earth.
Even the air is exceptionally fresh and refreshing.
Xiao Yan smiled helplessly and said in a gentle voice: "There is also a horse farm at the foot of Tuer Mountain in Xiyuan. If you still want to ride a horse after returning to the palace, you can go to Xiyuan."
Although the Western Garden is small, it is adjacent to the Imperial Palace. Just outside the Xihua Gate is the Western Garden, and you can go there at any time.
Although Nanyuan covers a vast area, it is fifty miles away from the imperial palace. Although it is not a problem to travel back and forth on the same day, it is still troublesome to spend several hours on the boat and carriage to get there.
Speaking of Xiyuan, Yang Manyan recalled the experience of being imprisoned in Yingtai for a whole month last year, and his heart began to beat rapidly.
If the prince had weighed the pros and cons and abandoned her at that time, there would no longer be Yang Manyan in this world...
When she thought about the complicated relationship between the three of them now, guilt grew like bamboo shoots after rain, inch by inch in her heart.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is such a good person. Not only is he gentle and humble, he is also considerate and accommodating to her in every way.
But she couldn't even concentrate on her task.
After a moment of silence, Yang Manyan suddenly tightened the reins and jumped down carefully on the stirrup.
Xiao Yan was worried that she couldn't stand steadily, so he quickly hugged her and asked, "Are you tired?"
Yang Manyan hugged him back, wrapped his arms around his thin waist, and said softly, "I'm not tired, I just suddenly wanted to hug Zi'an."
Before she finished her words, she stood on tiptoe again and touched the man's warm thin lips with her lips like a dragonfly touching the water.
Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, his heart was instantly filled with intense sweetness, and his ears turned red.
He quickly took the initiative and lowered his head to kiss Yang Manyan's cherry lips, but she turned her head away and he only kissed her cheek.
He didn't get angry, he pinched her chin with his fingers, laughed and asked, "Yuanyuan, what do you mean by this?"
Xiao Yan looks thin, but after all, he has been practicing martial arts since he was young. His body has smooth and firm muscle lines, which contain infinite power.
Yang Manyan blushed and said in a slightly spoiled tone, "Only I can kiss you, not you."
Perhaps because she knew that Xiao Yan would never be angry with her, she gradually began to become more and more demanding, especially when the two of them were alone, she no longer cared about hierarchy.
They were just like an ordinary couple, flirting with each other casually.
Somewhere soft in Xiao Yan's heart seemed to be gently poked.
He also knew that Yang Manyan was only so cute and spoiled towards him. This feeling of being favored even made his eyes sore.
But, why can it only be preference and not loving someone alone?
This thought was like a tangled mess that tightly wrapped around his heart, squeezing him so hard that it hurt.
It just so happened that the culprit of all this was his biological mother, Concubine Wei Shufei, the person who brought him into the world.
Yang Manyan noticed his disappointment, and when their eyes met, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
She coquettishly arched her back towards his arms and hugged him tighter: "Zi'an, are you angry?"
The bun on her head was resting on the man's neck, and the girl's soft and boneless hands were clasped on his lower back, unconsciously teasing every nerve in him.
"No, I will never be angry." Xiao Yan held her little face in his hands, his voice so soft that it sounded like a whisper.
His gaze became deeper and deeper, and he leaned down and kissed her lips.
At first, it was just a light taste, with lips touching gently, but then he gradually became unsatisfied.
Yang Manyan hummed a few times to express his protest, but still opened his mouth obediently.
The Ujumchin pony she had just ridden was extremely docile. With no one holding its reins, it stood still, only occasionally lowering its head to chew on the purple alfalfa on the ground.
After the long kiss, both of them were a little confused and dazed.
Yang Manyan blushed with shame and said in a tender voice, "Let's go back to the palace..."
In addition to the palace guards who accompanied the emperor on his travels, there were also thousands of seafarers who lived here permanently.
It happened that no one passed by the tent that day. If someone had seen it... she didn't dare to think about it any further.
Xiao Yan readily let her go and took a deep breath.
After a moment's silence, he whispered, "We have been out for a few hours now. It is time to go back. Let's get on the horse first."
As he spoke, he helped Yang Manyan step into the stirrups.
By the time the two of them leisurely returned to the vicinity of the palace, the emperor had finished dealing with the memorials submitted that day.
Hearing that the prince and Yang Shangyi had gone to the paddock to ride horses early in the morning, he ordered someone to bring his usual Arabian horse.
While he was standing in front of the hall waiting, a young woman in a green silk dress with floral patterns walked up to him.
She smiled and bowed: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health!"
The emperor glanced at her and said calmly, "No need to be polite."
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty!" The woman's voice was as clear and sweet as a silver bell.
Yang Manyan and Xiao Yan, who had just entered the palace, happened to see this scene.
Yang Manyan, still riding on the horse, was stunned.
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