Ye Wanhe looked into Zhao Yun's eyes and said, "I am naturally happy to marry His Highness, but today I can't help but think of my parents. I can't say goodbye to them on my big day..."
Ye Wanhe whispered, "Your Highness, can I go see my parents privately in a few days? It would be considered a return visit after three days, okay?"
Zhao Yun held Ye Wanhe's hand and whispered, "The Crown Princess doesn't need to return home three days a week, and you don't need to go back to the Wei Mansion to visit your parents."
Ye Wanhe smiled bitterly. She really thought too highly of herself.
Knowing how much Zhao Yun despised her background and her parents, she still begged Zhao Yun to let her meet him.
Zhao Yun looked at Ye Wanhe's expression, held her hand tightly and said, "You should stay in the East Palace and take care of your pregnancy. The child in your belly is the most important thing now."
Ye Wanhe lowered her eyes and whispered, "Your Highness, if it weren't for my pregnancy, would you not marry me as the Crown Princess?"
Zhao Yun had never thought of making Ye Wanhe the Crown Princess before, even though she had a noble birth.
Indeed, if Ye Wanhe had not been pregnant and could no longer bear the pain of losing a child, he would not have chosen her as the Crown Princess.
Ye Wanhe listened to Zhao Yun's silence and whispered, "Your Highness has been busy all day. I'm afraid you've drunk quite a bit of wine again. You should go to bed early."
Zhao Yun whispered, "Don't rush to sleep, today is our wedding night..."
Ye Wanhe gently pushed Zhao Yun and whispered, "Your Highness, there is a child."
Before Ye Wanhe could finish her refusal, Zhao Yun kissed her on the lips. After a long time, she heard Zhao Yun whispering in her ear.
"The imperial physician said that the fetus is stable after three months and will not affect the wedding night..."
Ye Wanhe was about to refuse but she didn't say it. The dragon and phoenix candles in the room swayed gently.
When Ye Wanhe was dozing off, she heard Zhao Yun's voice beside her, "Today I can finally marry my beloved as the Crown Princess."
When Ye Wanhe heard this, her sleepiness gradually disappeared. It was so ridiculous that he loved himself so much, but he was like a man trying to cover up his mistakes and couldn't even admit her background.
He truly loved her, but forced her to break up with her biological parents, and even looked down on, threatened, and humiliated her parents...
Zhao Yun’s so-called love is simply a huge joke.
Ye Wanhe reached out and touched Zhao Yun's eyes. "Your Highness, I never thought that I would marry you one day. If I had known this would happen, our first child wouldn't have died in vain..."
Zhao Yun's face darkened when he heard what Ye Wanhe said.
Ye Wanhe whispered, "Did I say something wrong?"
Zhao Yun hugged Ye Wanhe tightly, with a hint of guilt in his eyes. He said, "There's no need to talk about the past."
Ye Wanhe concealed the sneer in her heart and pretended to fall asleep.
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On the seventh day of April, the sky was clear.
It was just past noon when the weather started to get hot.
The prince's wedding will last for more than one day, but the martial law in Chang'an has been relaxed a lot today, and the streets are becoming lively again.
Many vendors used the prince's wedding as an excuse to reward customers, pharmacies distributed medicine, and the government office distributed wedding cakes for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's wedding to the people at the vegetable market, allowing the people of Chang'an City to share in the joy and receive auspicious words from the people.
Yun Xiangye also brought Nuonuo to join in the fun of receiving wedding cakes. The queue for receiving wedding cakes was so long that Nuonuo could not wait.
Run'er suggested that she would queue up first, and Yun Xiangye took Nuonuo to the street for a stroll. After all, there were many vendors offering discounts today, and she could also buy more things needed in the embroidery workshop. After all, they would be used anyway, so it would be better to get them cheaper.
Yun Xiangye bought a lot of things at once and was tired from shopping. Run'er happened to bring wedding cakes over, so Yun Xiangye took Nuonuo and Run'er to a nearby teahouse to rest, have some tea and eat wedding cakes.
When Yun Xiangye entered the teahouse, she saw that this teahouse was different from ordinary places. This teahouse was very quiet, and even the lobby was divided into small rooms by screens.
By the window in the lobby, there was a young woman burning incense and playing the guqin. It was very different from the teahouse where Yun Xiangye had previously gone to listen to stories.
Now that she was here, Yun Xiangye had no intention of leaving.
After Yun Xiangye sat down, she saw that the screen in front of her was double-sided Suzhou embroidery. The embroidery was extremely delicate, and even Yun Xiangye, who was good at embroidery, was amazed by it.
Yun Xiangye saw a woman's back passing through the gap in the screen. She thought she looked familiar. The woman looked a bit like Lin Bolan. She felt a little embarrassed and flustered.
Lin Bolan went up to the private room on the second floor of the teahouse and opened the door of the Tianzi box.
Lin Bolan saw Zhao Rui standing before him and quickly closed the door, saying, "Prince Xiang, why did you call me to the teahouse?"
Zhao Rui saw Lin Bolan's furtive look and asked, "Do you really need to be so furtive?"
Lin Bolan whispered, "Men and women should not touch each other. Even though the customs in Chang'an are open, you and I are still a single man and a single woman..."
Zhao Rui took out a few scrolls from the side and said, "I know you like Mr. Hongyun's paintings. These are all masterpieces handed down by Mr. Hongyun. Each painting is worth a thousand gold."
Lin Bolan frowned and looked at Zhao Rui and asked, "Why did you give me Mr. Hongyun's painting?"
Zhao Rui said: "This painting is of course not given for free. I have something to ask Miss Lin for help."
Lin Bolan opened Mr. Hongyun's painting and looked at it. "What can I do for you?"
Zhao Rui said: "I want you to help me match Brother Yan and my cousin's wife."
Lin Bolan asked, "Match? How can we match them?"
Zhao Rui opened the folding fan in front of him and said, "You women are all hypocritical. You only know how to cherish something when you have truly lost it.
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