Mu Ci smiled faintly and said nothing. He looked at Ye An, as if asking who the mistress was.
Ye An and Ye Le pretended to be a couple just for fun and to tease Ye Le, but Mu Ci and Ye Le were both eyeing them covetously, so Ye An was caught in a dilemma.
Mu Ci was the queen who was married in a formal ceremony, and Ye Le was the one who started it. Ye An said fearfully, "I... I am the mistress."
Ye Le burst out laughing, Mu Ci's mouth twitched, and he immediately pulled his lover out of the temple.
The old man who interpreted the fortune was dazzled. He thought, the elder brother took away his sister-in-law's mistress. What does this mean?
Mu Ci took Ye An to an empty corner.
Ye An threw himself into his arms and asked curiously, "Aci, how did you find me?"
Mu Ci raised his eyebrows: "Although you silenced the secret guards, you didn't silence the palace gate guards. The news that you eloped with Prince Dongling was directly spread to Zhaoyang Palace."
Ye An wanted to laugh himself. Ye Le was pregnant, and he did not dare to let the secret guard take Ye Le over the wall. In the end, they still went through the palace gate. As a result, he forgot to shut those people up.
Mu Ci received the letter and summoned the secret guard to ask, and found out that Ye An did not intend to hide it, and even asked the secret guard to write down the destination. Ye An was still dawdling on the road, while Mu Ci rode a fast horse to take a shortcut and was already waiting at the Guanyin Temple. He was originally a little jealous that Ye An took Ye Le out of the palace alone, but when he heard Ye An's prayer, Mu Ci couldn't get angry at all.
It turned out that Ye An was a little nervous because the second child hadn't gotten pregnant yet.
Mu Ci said: "What is supposed to come will come sooner or later, don't worry."
Ye An smiled and shook his head. That was what the imperial physician said. He was not in a hurry at first, but someone in the court recently asked him to hold a beauty contest and recruit more concubines because he had too few children. Ye An still wanted to release the male concubines from the palace and would rather die than recruit anyone else. But if he insisted on only having Mu Ci, not mentioning the Empress Dowager first, those ministers would not dare to say anything to him and would only talk about how the Empress could not tolerate anyone behind his back.
Ye An himself didn't care, but he didn't want Mu Ci's reputation to be damaged. The ministers had a reason that the eldest son was already over one year old, and the emperor still had no heir. But in fact, the imperial physician had advised that it was best to wait a year before getting pregnant, but this rule was almost never followed by emperors of all dynasties. Mu Ci had personally accompanied Ye An during her childbirth and knew how difficult it was to give birth. He also selfishly hoped that Ye An would have a good rest. The two had been using contraception before, but the ministers brought up this issue and some even thought that the emperor and empress were incompatible.
Ye An was feeling depressed. Besides, it had been a year since the birth of the baby and they were planning to have a second child. If he could get pregnant as soon as possible, he would be able to make those ministers shut up.
What's the disagreement? The Queen and I are getting along very well!
Because it was all about the emotions, Ye An didn't want to make Mu Ci worry. If Mu Ci didn't know, he could take all the responsibility on himself. If Mu Ci knew...
Ye An's eyes darkened. Mu Ci shouldn't say nonsense like Su Qinghuai about putting the overall situation first!
Ye An thought of this and feared that he might be discovered, so he deliberately pulled Mu Ci's sleeve to change the subject: "Ah Ci, you seem to rarely wear this kind of clothes."
He just mentioned it casually, but once he started talking, he suddenly discovered that, apart from the palace dress, Mu Ci's daily clothes were indeed mainly solid colors, with at most some dark embroidery in inconspicuous places. Mu Ci's personality was originally calm and low-key, and the floral pattern on his clothes was too eye-catching, but it was also very beautiful, making Mu Ci look noble and handsome.
"Oh, that's not right. I remember when I spent Chinese Valentine's Day with you before, you seemed to have worn similar clothes..."
When it comes to Mu Ci, Ye An has a pretty good memory, because Mu Ci rarely wears similar styles, and Ye An has a very good impression of them.
Mu Ci: “…”
Mu Ci turned away uncomfortably: "Xiao An, you must have remembered it wrongly, I didn't."
The more he maintained this attitude, the more curious Ye An became: "How could I remember your story wrongly?"
In fact, Ye An didn’t even remember what he was wearing, but Mu Ci insisted that he remembered it wrong. Doesn’t this mean that Mu Ci remembered it very clearly?
"Could it be that you deliberately dressed like this that day and today?"
Mu Ci: “…”
Mu Ci said stiffly: "No."
"No, it's not! Let me sort out my thoughts!" Ye An's eyes glowed with a wolfish light. "That day when I asked you to meet me on Valentine's Day, you wore bright clothes on purpose. Today, when Xiaole and I sneaked out of the palace, you also wore bright clothes."
"Brother Aci." Ye An chuckled twice, "Do you want me to think you're pretty?"
Mu Ci: “…”
Mu Ci said embarrassedly: "Xiao An, don't talk nonsense."
Ye An said proudly, "I didn't! I've figured it out. The first time, you wanted to please me, and the second time, you wanted to win my heart back... Brother Aci, stop pretending. Your expression is too unnatural. I saw through it right away."
Mu Ci: “…”
Mu Ci had no choice but to keep a straight face and remain silent.
Ye An felt as refreshed as if he had drunk a bucket of ice water in the coldest days of winter. He laughed and said, "Aci, tell me honestly, when did you fall in love with me?"
Mu Ci struggled for a moment, and for the first time ever, his ears turned a little red!
Ye An took his arm and said proudly, "Brother Aci, stop pretending. There seems to be an inn nearby... Why don't we go to the inn and talk slowly?"
Mu Ci wanted to make Ye An happy, so he nodded in agreement. However, Ye An had a "mistress" so how could he remember his poor "wife"? He hurriedly asked Cui Jing to escort Ye Le back home, and left the rest to Mu Ci.
Ye An smiled and said, "Brother Mu, I'm tired and can't walk anymore. Can you carry me on your back?"
Ye An deliberately used his old name. Mu Ci seemed to have returned to the past and met the young man who secretly ran out of the palace for him. This time he carried Ye An on his back without hesitation.
Ye An leaned on his broad back and recalled the pitiful past. It turned out that they had loved each other so early but were unaware of it, and later encountered many twists and turns.
Fortunately, everything is complete now.
Ye An hugged Mu Ci's neck and rubbed it lovingly: "Brother Aci, I want to eat xiangluan. I want something sour. I also want chestnuts and chicken legs."
Mu Ci paused and said with a smile: "I'll buy it for you right away."
Ye Le had seen how lustful his royal brother could be. Sure enough, after Mu Ci spoke to his royal brother alone for a few words, his royal brother happily followed him away.
Ye Le was not surprised at all that he was left behind. Anyway, he felt that he was too much of an eyesore in front of those two people. It was very thoughtful of his brother to let Cui Jing send him off.
Ye Le brought dozens of angelicae bought by Ye An back to the palace. Before he even entered the door, he found many carts pushed by vendors parked in front of the Dongling Palace.
"What's going on?"
After eating something, Ye Le felt much better. He frowned and looked at Manager Miao who came out of the mansion in a hurry to greet him.
Miao said, "Your Highness, this was Concubine Yuan's idea. She said that you like xiangluan, so she bought a lot of them and had them shipped to the palace."
Ye Le ordered his attendants to take a look and saw that the carts were full of Xiangluan. Ye Le's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot and he shouted angrily, "Yuan Yongsheng, get out here right now!"
Concubine Yuan was wearing a flowing purple gauze robe, followed by two eunuchs. She walked quickly and saluted respectfully to Ye Le.
Ye Le stared at him intently, and when he stood up, he kicked him: "How dare you let someone go beside me!"
Yuan Yongsheng was kicked unexpectedly and staggered. He quickly reacted and helped Ye Le, who was almost unable to stand, together with Miao Zongguan: "Your Highness, please take care of yourself..."
Ye Le pushed him away in disgust.
Yuan Yongsheng knelt down again and said, "Your Highness, I have never done what you said. Please understand clearly, Your Highness."
"You didn't do it?" Ye Le sneered: "Then how did you know that the king ate Xiangluan today?"
Yuan Yongsheng was speechless for a moment, and then he paused and said, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I did ask the people around Your Majesty. I was anxious when I saw that Your Majesty couldn't eat, so I wanted to prepare some food that Your Majesty liked, so I went to ask them, but they are really not my people."
Concubine Yuan neither admitted it nor said who had informed on the secret. Ye Le, with a cold face, called out the people who had accompanied him on the trip today and gave them all fifty strokes of the cane in front of Yuan Yongsheng.
After the fight, these people probably wouldn't dare to send messages to Yuan Yongsheng again.
Ye Le established his authority, and several imperial chefs sent by the palace also arrived at this time on the emperor's orders.
Ye Le pointed at the fragrant radish that Ye An bought for him and said to the imperial chef, "Try to make some dishes with similar flavors, without being fishy or greasy."
Ye Le's request was quite difficult. The imperial chef took the order and went to think about it while holding Xiang Luan.
There was still a pile of chrysanthemums bought by Yuan Yongsheng in front of the Dongling Palace. Ye Le said with a wave of his sleeves, "All thrown away."
Yuan Yongsheng: “…”
Yuan Yongsheng lowered his eyes: "It doesn't matter if your Majesty hates me, but the variety of the fragrant chrysanthemums I bought is the same as the one the emperor bought, maybe your Majesty can use it..."
"Shut up!" Ye Le glanced at him coldly, "What qualifications do you have to make decisions for me? Can't I buy it myself?!"
Yuan Yongsheng kowtowed and confessed his guilt.
Ye Le got angry when he saw him like this, and said angrily: "Go away, if you say one more word, I will demote you to the position of concubine!"
Yuan Yongsheng moved his lips but did not try to persuade him further. Ye Le sneered in his heart, knowing that no matter what this man did, it was all insincere and his position was his fate.
The imperial chef was indeed one of the best chefs. Soon he made several sweet and sour dishes according to Xiangluan’s taste. Ye Le tried again. Although he still felt a little nauseous from time to time, the symptoms were much lighter and he was able to hold on until he could eat the food.
Ye Le happily had a hearty meal. The emperor ordered these imperial chefs to be stationed in the Dongling Palace. Ye Le rewarded the imperial chefs generously and ordered housekeeper Miao to arrange accommodation for them.
Ye Le wanted to rest for a while. Although he was still young, he was exhausted after going out. After housekeeper Miao asked for his permission, Ye Le randomly selected a servant who knew massage to help him.
Unexpectedly, the servant's technique was clumsy and made Ye Le feel uncomfortable all over. After scolding him several times, the servant was so scared that he dared not move. Ye Le was sleepy and didn't bother to care about him anymore.
In a daze, someone started massaging him again, taking good care of the aches and pains from pregnancy. Ye Le slept even more soundly, and subconsciously found a comfortable position, leaning on this man.
Have a good night's sleep. When he woke up, he found himself lying in the arms of Concubine Yuan. Recalling that the best massage artist in this mansion was Yuan Yongsheng, it was no wonder that Ye Le felt like he had seen him before.
Yuan Yongsheng opened his eyes and asked softly, "Is the prince feeling better?"
Ye Le kicked him off the bed and said coldly: "No, get out!"
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I fell asleep again, woooo, woooo, thank you to the little angels who cast the tyrant votes or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: 1 Pearl Order;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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