Chapter 81 Your Majesty, I love you so much...
Since the seventeenth prince held no official position, a grand celebration would easily arouse suspicion from those with ulterior motives. After discussion, they decided to simply have a meal together in the palace.
Seventeen doesn't have many friends. Apart from those in the Dark Guard Camp, the others are people he met while following Long Langyue.
However, Seventeen didn't mind. He didn't really like crowds anyway, and having a meal together was enough for him.
The brothers of the Dark Guard were all called back and sat around the round table in a daze. They only came to their senses when they saw their emperor serving food to the Seventeenth Prince.
Good heavens, Little Seventeen has married into the royal family!
Although Coach Li had some concerns, he still trusted Long Langyue and just watched them with a smile.
Today, Long Langyue gave them special permission to have a few drinks, so they all egged on Seventeen to drink more.
He drank the first few cups of Seventeen in small sips, but later on, his face turned red, his body turned red, and his eyes became glazed.
Seeing this, Long Langyue gave a wink, and the others who were eager to try also shrunk back dejectedly.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the palace servants led the group, who were quite tipsy, back to rest. Yuanfu smiled as he saw them off before asking in a low voice, "Your Majesty, warm water has been prepared. Would you like to go?"
Long Langyue, holding the slightly drunk Seventeen, pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go to Wenyuan Pond."
"yes."
Yuanfu lowered his head and followed the two men toward Wenyuan Pond.
The name Wenyuan Pond is elegant, but it is actually just a heated pond. Unlike the Northern Rong, Yejing does not have natural heated ponds, so it can only be heated by earthen dragons and heating stones.
Long Langyue carried Seventeen to the edge of the pool. After untying the cloak wrapped around him, Seventeen shivered and became more awake from the cold.
"His Majesty......"
"Yes, I'm here. Go wash up first."
Long Langyue lowered his head and kissed Seventeen's rosy cheeks, the smell of wine filling the air.
Seventeen's mind was numbed by alcohol, and he was somewhat sluggish at the moment. It took him a while to realize that he was being spoken to.
"Okay, let's wash up."
He repeated Long Langyue's words, looking bewildered, which amused Long Langyue.
Long Langyue placed Seventeen into the warm pool, making sure she wouldn't slip to the bottom, before quickly taking off her own clothes and soaking in as well.
Although Seventeen was somewhat dazed, she still remembered to listen to His Majesty and held on to the stone wall with both hands, not daring to let go.
When Long Lang was under the moonlight by the pond, he pried Seventeen's hands off and had her cling to his shoulder.
Seventeen rested her chin on his shoulder, feeling dizzy.
"Your Majesty, I feel very dizzy."
Her voice also became soft, like a kitten whimpering.
"Drink some hangover soup after you wash up."
"I will never drink again."
"good."
"But they all toasted me."
"I forbid them to pay their respects."
Seventeen was humming and muttering something, sometimes biting Long Langyue's shoulder, sometimes licking his neck, which made people angry.
Long Langyue pinched the restless mouth shut, kissed the earlobe, and helped the person slowly wash up.
Perhaps it's because of the alcohol, but this half-drunk, half-awake state is what gives people the courage.
Seventeen stared at Long Langyue with wide eyes and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, I will be seventeen after today."
"Mmm." Long Langyue responded and continued to hold the person and scrub and wash them.
"What was my name before, Your Majesty?"
"have no idea."
Long Langyue looked up and kissed Seventeen on the lips.
When we brought the person back, we did check their identity, but since we were already preparing to send them to the Dark Guard Camp, we only glanced at them briefly before destroying them.
I don't remember very clearly, I only remember that his surname was Wen.
"Hmm... let me think..."
Having not used her real name for so long, Seventeen racked her brains for a long, long time before finally pulling a name out from the depths of her memory.
"Wen Lekang".
Seventeen grinned foolishly, splashing water from her face onto Long Langyue's chest. But Long Langyue was already soaking wet, so she ended up washing her face again.
"Hmm... my mom said that all I need to do is be happy and healthy..."
Feeling drowsy, Seventeen's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, but he still couldn't stop muttering. Long Langyue didn't stop him or find it annoying, responding to each of his words until the person in her arms stopped responding.
He hopes that the current seventeen-year-old can also be healthy and happy.
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He slept until the sun was high in the sky before Seventeen slowly woke up. He reached out and rummaged around, but there was no one there.
Seventeen sat up and scratched his head, recalling what happened last night. It seemed like he had fallen asleep while talking.
He realized he'd even told His Majesty his real name. He scratched his chin, wondering if everything would be alright.
Yuanfu was serving Emperor Jing, so Seventeen assigned a trusted eunuch to attend to him separately.
Hearing movement inside the room, the young eunuch asked humbly, "Does Your Excellency need to wash up?"
"Okay, sure."
Seventeen was still not used to being waited on, but Long Langyue insisted.
I'm supposed to be the one serving others, so how did I end up being served?
After washing up, Seventeen changed his clothes and went to the door of the Imperial Study. Yuanfu was guarding the door. When he saw him coming, he quickly smiled and said, "Seventeen, the guard has arrived. His Majesty is waiting inside."
"Ah, are you waiting for me?"
Yuanfu nodded and pushed open the door to let Seventeen in.
Long Langyue was engrossed in reviewing memorials when he saw someone enter. He merely glanced up and pointed to the soft chair beside him: "Sit for a while. I'll finish my business first."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Seventeen yawned after sitting down, and his stomach growled. Just then, Yuanfu asked from outside, "Your Majesty, the snacks are ready. Would you like them brought up now?"
Long Langyue responded, and soon the palace maids brought in snacks.
Because Seventeen drank alcohol last night, today's food is relatively light, as it is intended for someone who is still intoxicated.
Seventeen ate leisurely to the side while Long Langyue reviewed memorials. For a moment, they actually felt very warm and cozy, as if they were living in an ordinary family.
After everything was settled, Long Langyue rubbed her sore neck and wrists and walked over to Seventeen's side.
Seeing this, Seventeen picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and put it into Long Langyue's mouth.
"Your Majesty, where is my birthday present?"
Long Langyue smiled and pinched Seventeen's cheek, then called out, "Yuanfu, bring everything in."
Bring them all in? Is that a lot?
Seventeen tilted his head in confusion. He thought His Majesty would only send him some rare little items, and at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little expectant.
Yuanfu responded, and after the rustling sound subsided, the door was pushed open again.
The head maid, dressed in a pale yellow palace dress, entered.
She bowed her head, holding a wooden tray in front of her with both hands.
On the wooden tray, there was a small item.
The palace maid knelt down beside Long Langyue and Seventeen. Long Langyue picked up the items on the tray and handed them to Seventeen, smiling, "These are gifts to make up for Seventeen's first birthday."
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a longevity lock, made of silver, and very exquisite and beautiful.
But... what exactly is a gift for a first birthday?
After receiving the longevity lock, Seventeen asked curiously, "Why is it for one-year-olds?"
He examined the longevity lock from all angles. It was just an ordinary longevity lock, nothing special, except that it was made to fit him perfectly now.
"Don't rush."
Long Langyue smiled and kissed him, then waved her hand, and the second palace maid entered.
The palace maid held the same tray, picked it up and saw that it was a brightly colored rattle drum.
"A rattle drum?" Seventeen became even more curious, as if he had already guessed what was going on.
"Is Your Majesty... making up for the gifts I didn't receive for my previous birthday?"
Long Langyue nodded, his voice soft and gentle: "I know that you were happy and joyful when you were seventeen and had your parents by your side, but that is my regret."
His gaze was very focused, and Seventeen felt a little envious.
What a pity... he and His Majesty didn't know each other when they were young...
Then a third palace maid came in, carrying a hand warmer. Seventeen looked at it again and again; it seemed to be the one he had picked up before.
The fourth one was a kite, shaped like a swallow. Seventeen hadn't flown kites much before, so he was incredibly curious.
The fifth item is a book. In ordinary families, children of this age should start learning to read and write.
The sixth item is a wristband. Some wealthy families would have their children excel in both academics and martial arts at this time. Seventeen doesn't need it now, but it's still quite pretty as an accessory.
The seventh item was a delicate little dagger, the eighth was a jade pen, and the ninth was a chess manual. Seventeen didn't know how to play chess, and after looking at it for a couple of seconds, he started to feel sleepy.
The tenth item was a garment made to fit Seventeen's current figure, but it was indeed a very bright and vibrant color.
Seventeen hesitated for a moment: "Why would Your Majesty wear clothes of this color?"
"You look good in this color."
Long Langyue had wanted Seventeen to change his clothes for a long time. The small package contained only black clothes, which was a headache to look at.
"But this color..." The maple-colored clothes fell into Seventeen's hands, making his already fair skin appear even more radiant.
Fine, if Your Majesty likes it, then wear it.
The eleventh one was a jade flute, which Seventeen loved very much, but he couldn't play it.
"Does Your Majesty play the flute?"
"I know some."
The jade flute from Class 17 was handed to Long Langyue, the meaning in his eyes clear.
Long Langyue took it and looked at it. The membrane was already attached. Then he put it under his lips and gently blew it.
A long, clear flute melody began to play. Seventeen didn't know what tune it was, but she thought it sounded very nice.
The twelfth item is a jade pendant with inscriptions on it.
Seventeen was somewhat surprised after receiving it; he hadn't expected His Majesty to engrave his own surname on it...
The thirteenth was an exquisite hairband. There were quite a few hairbands at the age of seventeen, since people usually tie their hair up. But this hairband was clearly made of superior material, with its subtle patterns shimmering and radiant.
The gifts delivered later were clearly items that Seventeen could wear or use on a daily basis, which also showed Long Langyue's thoughtfulness.
The fourteenth was a soft armor worn close to the body, and the fifteenth was a bottle of pills.
"What is this?" Seventeen asked curiously, picking up the medicine bottle. He smelled the contents but couldn't identify it.
"Keep the White Jade Pill."
Seventeen knew about the White Jade Pill. It was a life-saving pill created by the divine physician Shen with painstaking effort. It was said that swallowing one pill could bring the dead back to life, and swallowing two pills could restore youth.
However, this is definitely just hearsay; it's probably a fairly effective tonic, used to prevent any unexpected situations.
They did have bodyguards, but their effectiveness was greatly reduced.
The sixteenth one is a waist tag. The seventeenth one recognizes it. This is Long Langyue's special waist tag. Currently, only the head of the Golden Guard and the battalion commander of the Dark Guard have it in the entire Great Jing.
In other words... with this waist token, Seventeen could roam freely throughout Yejing, no, throughout Dajing.
Seventeen hesitated; this item was too valuable, and he was hesitant to accept it.
But Long Langyue didn't care and forced it on Seventeen.
The last gift was coming up. Seventeen looked expectantly at the door, and the last one was brought in by Yuanfu.
Long Langyue picked it up and handed it to Seventeen.
It was a piece of paper. Seventeen unfolded it curiously, but her eyes widened slightly, and she froze on the spot.
This is... his contract of indenture.
After he was brought back by His Majesty, the government removed the badges from his secret guards, and this kind of indenture also...
This symbolizes their identity; they are also bound to the palace, serving only the emperor.
"His Majesty......"
"Seventeen, today I am giving you your indenture. If you are unhappy in the future, or if you want to leave, you can take this indenture to any government office to renew your indenture."
Seventeen hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.
This means that if one wants to leave the other's identity, one can go anywhere without being stopped by anyone, and be completely free.
His Majesty actually knew everything. He knew what he was worried about and what he was afraid of, and thus put an end to his worries and fears.
His Majesty was telling him that if he didn't want to be with him anymore, if he wanted to leave, or if he did something to betray him, he could go ahead and leave.
No one will stop you, no one will make things difficult for you.
This is the last way out that Long Langyue, who still deeply loves Seventeen, can find for her.
It is also the widest road.
Seventeen never imagined that his escape route would be provided by His Majesty.
Yuanfu had already quietly left, giving them space.
Seventeen's eyes reddened, she lowered her head and wiped them, then threw herself into Long Langyue's arms.
Hearing the slightly choked voice of the person in his arms, Long Langyue felt a pang of heartache and gently patted their back to comfort them: "Why are you crying? Hmm?"
"Your Majesty, I like you so much."
Seventeen's voice was muffled, and he seemed to be able to say things that he used to be a little embarrassed about.
"No, Your Majesty, I love you so much."
Seventeen looked up at Long Langyue, her eyes still red, tears welling up but not falling, and her nose was rubbed red.
"I know."
"I know." Long Langyue sighed softly and hugged the person in her arms.
The sky is high and the road is long; they have a lot of time ahead of them.
Seventeen will always love Long Langyue, and Long Langyue will always love Seventeen.
This is the simplest yet most sincere promise.
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Author's Note: The main story is finished!!! I'll be writing about married life later, rambling on and on, haha, but I think it's best to leave the main story here! Besides married life, the side stories will also include childhood sweethearts! Feel free to request any side stories you'd like to see! [Panda head emoji]
Let's take a look at the next novel: "After Transmigrating into a Book, I Was Pampered by My Childhood Sweetheart"
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Childhood sweetheart, seemingly innocent yet secretly cunning and taciturn (top) x delicate, gentle, and shy (bottom)
Delicate and pampered type, the kind who expects everything to be done for him. Enter at your own risk if you don't like this.
As a perpetually unlucky guy who could choke on water and end up in the hospital while eating, Li Huai had only one thought in his mind when the out-of-control truck sped towards him: "Finally, I'm free."
But when he regained consciousness, his eyes were filled with despair: How come he didn't die again?
But soon he realized that this place didn't seem to be a hospital?
A group of people dressed in mismatched clothes around him were crying and shouting about something like "Young Master" or "Alliance Leader." The flood of memories squeezed Li Huai's already aching brain, and he fainted again.
When he woke up again, he understood his current situation: he had transmigrated and become the beloved, silly boy of the martial arts alliance leader.
Sha Geda was born an idiot. Although she was beautiful, she was physically weak and needed to be taken care of in everything, like a flawed flower grown in a greenhouse.
Li Huai wanted to continue feigning madness and not let others know that he had been given a new soul, but things didn't go as he wished.
Since waking up, his childhood friend and elder brother have visited him every day. Their cold eyes seem to see through Li Huai's disguise, and before he knew it, he had confessed everything.
Fortunately, his elder brother did not doubt his identity, but only thought that Li Huai had recovered from his illness.
Li Huai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, only to find himself surrounded by so many people.
In just a few words, Li Huai finally understood what they were talking about: that he was blessed with good fortune, and that even a trace of it would bring him a string of good luck, and so on...
Li Ze found it utterly absurd. How could such an incredibly unlucky person be the reincarnation of a lucky koi fish? These people must be out of their minds!
His good brother stood in front of him, keeping all the madmen outside the door. Li Huai was completely unaware of the bloodlust that flashed in his eyes. He only felt that the tall and straight figure was exceptionally handsome, and a flower seemed to quietly bloom in his heart.
"Good brother, I feel much better now, I can go out and play."
Li Huai held his elder brother's hand, swaying like a spoiled child, while Lu Ze'an looked at him with his gloomy black eyes. The fleeting madness seemed like an illusion, but upon closer inspection, only tenderness remained.
"Really? I think I heard Ah Huai calling out my brother's name last night... Then it seems Ah Huai is capable of..."
Li Huai's earlobes turned bright red. How could his deeply hidden secret be exposed by a few words he uttered in his sleep?
Lu Ze'an rolled his dark eyes, and when they landed on Li Huai's reddened neck, his madness intensified.
Delicate and beautiful flowers, yet fragile, should be kept indoors, allowing oneself to admire them day and night.
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