Chapter 75 Forgiveness
"According to what Madam said, is it still my fault?"
Emperor Jingxuan put away the whip rope, sat on the high horse's back, his posture as straight as a pine tree, and said expressionlessly.
Against the light, Yun Wan could only see the clear lines of his jaw, and his tone sounded very displeased.
She raised her hand to block the glare, looked away, and muttered softly, "That's not what I meant..."
"Your Majesty is wise and powerful, and has great talent and strategy. How could he be wrong—hmm."
The sound stopped abruptly.
Emperor Jingxuan's forehead throbbed wildly when he heard this. Without waiting for her to finish, he dismounted, stepped onto the front of the carriage, opened his mouth and pinched her cheek, saying with a half-smile:
"It would be a shame if Madam didn't use her clever mouth to tell stories."
On the surface he seems to be fawning, but in reality he is sarcastic and acts as if he has a knife in his mouth.
Yun Wan's cheeks were sore, and his upper and lower lips were forced to open. With his puffy cheeks and angry eyes, he looked like a carp emerging from the water and blowing bubbles.
A smile flashed in Emperor Jingxuan's eyes, and he pinched his fingertips deliberately, as if teasing her.
The lady is so cute.
The man's blows were not gentle or heavy. Yun Wan felt pain and frowned slightly. Her watery eyes were tinged with anger as she said incoherently, "...Your Majesty, let go!"
"You hurt me!"
His hands paused, and the force loosened slightly. Emperor Jingxuan caught a glimpse of the fingerprints on her cheeks, chuckled softly, "You're so coquettish," and withdrew his hands.
Yun Wan pursed her lips and rubbed her cheeks, angry but not daring to speak.
Emperor Jingxuan was tall, and Yun Wan was sitting on a cushion, her eye level only with him.
Catching her gaze, Emperor Jingxuan stood with his hands behind his back and asked slowly, "Madam, how long will you be gone? When will you return?"
Yun Wan paused and did not answer immediately.
Seeing this, Emperor Jingxuan's brows tightened and his eyes were filled with gloomy emotions.
He glanced at the familiar hairpin in Yun Wan's hair and asked in a gloomy tone, "Could it be that Madam really plans to leave and never come back?"
Sensing the danger in his tone, Yun Wan choked up slightly and said with a pout, "When did I ever say such a thing? Your Majesty, please don't wrongly accuse me..."
She wanted to, and even considered simply using her illness as an excuse to never leave Cuiwei Garden again.
Meeting his approaching gaze, Yun Wan bit her lip and answered, "The day after tomorrow."
The words were refuted by Emperor Jingxuan, "No, tomorrow at the latest."
"I will send someone to pick up my wife tomorrow evening."
He stared at Yun Wan closely, his tone brooking no room for argument.
"It's too early."
Yun Wan tried to persuade him: "One day may not be enough, and the palace gates will be locked by then."
Emperor Jingxuan would not be fooled by her again and was determined to teach her a lesson and not let her be too presumptuous.
He frowned and glanced at her: "It's just a memorial for my ex-husband, why does it take so long, madam?"
Yun Wan frowned and corrected him, "Not my ex-husband."
She and Lu Fenglan haven't divorced yet, so how could he be her ex-husband?
Emperor Jingxuan pursed his lips, unconcerned: "Why not? Madam's previous husband is her ex-husband, isn't he? Is he the only husband Madam has in this life? There must be some distinction, right?"
“…”
Yun Wan was dumbfounded, unable to believe that he would say such a thing?
Isn't this just specious arguments and a distortion of right and wrong?
Emperor Jingxuan was surprisingly calm. He leaned forward, closing the distance between them. His eyes were blazing, "Madam, do you agree or not?"
It seemed as if he would not let her go unless Ruoyun agreed.
Yun Wan said angrily, "I agree!"
Emperor Jingxuan curled his lips and suddenly leaned closer to her, with half of his body already in the carriage, blocking the light from outside.
Her vision suddenly dimmed, the handsome face in front of her enlarged, and a strong masculine scent came over her. Yun Wan subconsciously held her breath.
"There are so many people here, Your Majesty, please be careful, otherwise it will damage your reputation if it gets out." She leaned back and whispered.
Emperor Jingxuan grasped her arm, which was resting on the cushion, and chuckled, "Madam, do you know what I was thinking about when I came here?"
His smile was short-lived and didn't reach his eyes, which was a bit creepy. Complex and turbulent emotions were surging in his ink-black eyes, almost drowning him.
Yun Wan curled her fingertips. Facing such an Emperor Jingxuan, she felt a little frightened.
Once the thought comes to mind, the whole person loses his freedom.
Emperor Jingxuan lowered his palm and grasped her wrist, his slender and powerful fingers gradually prying open the knuckles of her clenched fist.
"I was thinking..."
He paused, inserted his fingers into hers, clasped them tightly, and then said slowly:
"Since Madam is disobedient, I might as well tie her up and lock her up in the bedroom, or issue an imperial edict to prevent her from ever leaving the palace again, so that she will remain my woman forever."
"As for what others think, it doesn't matter to me."
Emperor Jingxuan reigned for more than ten years, worked hard to govern the country and build up the nation. Under his rule, the Great Qi enjoyed peace and prosperity. Although the fact that he took a concubine was somewhat different from her status, it was nothing compared to the achievements of Emperor Jingxuan.
Even the old ministers of the previous dynasty who were always worried about the scarcity of royal heirs wished that Emperor Jingxuan could have more affairs with women and have more children for the royal family.
At the same time, it would be best to reduce some of Emperor Jingxuan's energy. Although it is good to be diligent in political affairs, the dragon body also needs proper rest. This is the way to maintain health.
Upon hearing this, Yun Wan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and looked at him with fear in her eyes.
She moved her lips, but no words came out.
Taking in her reaction, Emperor Jingxuan raised his hand and gently stroked her face, sighing, "Fortunately, Madam has dispelled those thoughts from me, otherwise, Madam would have hated me."
"Did you scare the madam?"
Yun Wan looked at him speechlessly, her eyes fluttering like butterfly wings, not knowing how to answer.
Emperor Jingxuan raised his chin slightly and said in a commanding tone, "Kiss me, and I will forgive you, Madam. Today's incident will be forgiven."
Yun Wan:.........
In the far corner, Asui played with Jiang Fusheng's whisk for a while, then found it boring and returned it to him, then turned to look towards the carriage.
He couldn't hear what the two adults were saying, so he wanted to look for A Niang, but half of the carriage was blocked by Emperor Jingxuan. He stood on tiptoe but still couldn't see Yun Wan, and he couldn't help feeling depressed.
He reached out and tugged at Jiang Fusheng's sleeve, saying sullenly, "Eunuch Jiang, what are His Majesty and Mother talking about? Why can't I listen?"
He pursed his lips and didn't look very happy.
Jiang Fusheng's heart softened as he lowered his head and whispered softly, "I don't know either, but the two masters must have something very important to tell us, and we can't hear it."
Asui said "oh" and kicked the corner of the wall.
Jiang Fusheng hurriedly stopped him: "Young Master, be gentle, don't hurt your feet."
He thought for a moment and then said, "If you are bored, young master, how about I tell you about the great achievements of His Majesty when he was young?"
Perhaps the young master has heard so much about the glorious deeds of His Majesty that his admiration for Him has grown, and this has influenced his mother?
Ah Sui looked at Emperor Jingxuan, who was shielding Ah Niang tightly from the distance, and curled his lips in displeasure: "Eunuch Jiang, can you tell me about it next time? I don't really want to hear it today."
Jiang Fusheng touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.
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