Chapter 77 Why is His Majesty so well-behaved today?
With Meng Qiuna's appointment as the new King of Beirong settled, the people of Beirong didn't really care who their king was; as long as they could live a good life, that was enough for them.
Occasionally, some people would have some complaints about Meng Qiuna's female identity, but they wouldn't dare say anything to her face, and they would keep quiet about the conversations in private.
After thinking about it for several days, Shen Weige decided to stay in Beirong. Although Meng Qiuna was intelligent, she needed someone to help her. She had seen a lot of the world and might be able to help her in some way.
My only wish is to spend more time with my daughter.
The mother and daughter were overjoyed to be reunited and naturally cherished the moment, wanting to stay together all the time and recount everything that had happened over the years.
After considering it, Long Langyue decided to select someone from Dajing to come and help.
It's also equivalent to eyeliner.
After Meng Qiuna's succession ceremony ended, life returned to normal. Seventeen was very curious about the customs of the Northern Rong people, so Long Langyue stayed with him for a few more days. On the other hand, Long Xiaoyun and the others hurriedly returned because of the Northern Army.
This place is really not suitable for living; it's too cold.
Seventeen huddled timidly inside his thick robe. The stove in front of him crackled and popped as it burned, making the room extremely hot.
When Long Langyue came in, she was so hot that she took off her outer robe. She smiled and asked, "If you're so afraid of the cold, then go back to Dajing soon."
"Although it's very cold, the local customs and culture here are very different from those in Dajing. It feels like the people here are working very hard to survive."
Seventeen sniffed and said, "Because of the harsh geography, the birth rate in the Northern Rong is not high. Many children die before they grow up. Therefore, everyone has developed the habit of collective birthing during the short summer."
Even so, many children still died young, which formed a unique custom in the Northern Rong. After a child was born, a grand banquet had to be held for the neighbors, especially for the older children who would also come to share the joy.
This also forged the resilient character of the Northern Rong people.
The common people weren't stupid. They had fallen out with the Great Jing, and all the food and clothing they used to receive were gone. But what ordinary people dared to object to the Northern Rong King's decision? So they just swallowed their pride and endured it.
Although the new queen is a woman and has been criticized by many, it is undeniable that she has reopened trade with the Great Jing, sending warm clothing, exotic warm items, and large quantities of grain to the Northern Rong.
In contrast, the protests gradually subsided.
As for the original royal descendants, Long Langyue's idea was to kill them all to prevent future troubles, but Meng Qiuna stopped her, ordering them to stay in the back room and not leave.
When making this decision, Long Langyue did not object, but looked at Meng Qiuna with a meaningful gaze. Meng Qiuna was oblivious and just shivered.
But Seventeen, who was standing nearby, saw it and asked curiously that night, "Your Majesty, why did you look at Meng Qiuna with that kind of gaze back then?"
Long Langyue took off his outer robe and held Seventeen in his arms. The warmth of Seventeen's body pressed against his skin like a hot water bottle.
“None of those princes are good, and they all have many wicked schemes in their hearts. However, Meng Qiuna is not naive enough to see through them, so it’s normal. We should stay a few more days and eliminate this hidden danger before we leave.”
Otherwise, he didn't want the Northern Rong King, whom he had finally found, to be killed by that group of people, and he would have to worry about it again.
Seventeen nodded and smiled, "It can also be considered a trial for her."
"Her training is none of my business. Why doesn't Seventeenth Brother accompany me in my training?"
Seventeen never imagined that someone who once seemed so pure and upright could be like this...
It really made me look at them with new eyes.
But after a while, Seventeen acquiesced, and the two did everything except for the final step, until Seventeen was moved to tears before he was satisfied.
The next day, Meng Qiuna came to them happily and said, "I learned from a servant who served the former king that there is a natural hot spring in the inner chamber. It used to be occupied by the former king and no one else had ever been there. We just sent people to clean it up again. Would Your Majesty like to go and take a look?"
Undeniably, Meng Qiuna was quite perceptive. Regardless of whether she could ultimately secure the throne, keeping the Emperor of Dajing in check was the right thing to do.
To win over the emperor, one must first win over the young guard beside him.
She sent someone to secretly investigate. The young guard was curious about everything, as if he had never seen the world. His eyes lit up and he thought of this hot spring. Since the two of them had nothing else to do, he came to invite Bao.
As expected, Long Langyue showed little interest. After all, Da Jing had plenty of hot springs, none of which were any less beautiful than this Bei Rong. But Seventeen's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she asked, "Hot spring? Is it the kind that keeps steaming?"
"Yes, don't we have these warm stones under our royal palace? Because the hot spring was hollowed out, it's close to the warm stone and can maintain a constant temperature."
Seventeen was clearly interested, but seeing that Long Langyue didn't seem interested, she hesitated whether to refuse, but then she heard Long Langyue say, "Let's go take a look."
Meng Qiuna thought to herself that she hadn't guessed wrong, and happily led the two of them toward the hot spring.
The further they went, the more they lamented the extravagance of the former king. If that money had been used on the people, their lives would be much better than they are now.
However, since the trade route with Dajing was opened, the situation has been gradually improving.
A large quantity of coal is also en route, ensuring that no one will freeze to death during the coldest time in Northern Rong.
As Meng Qiuna led the group, she thought to herself that if she could make this little guard comfortable, he might take a liking to the Northern Rong, and then Emperor Jing might give the Northern Rong more financial support.
After all, she had only recently taken office, and it would be too difficult for her to improve the living conditions of the people in a short period of time. But with the help of Da Jing, things would be different.
Having a stepping stone makes it easier to do things.
With one or two people thinking about it, they kept walking and eventually arrived at their destination.
Just as Meng Qiuna said, there was no exaggeration at all, and some descriptions were even incomplete.
The group passed through layers of gray stone pavilions, and a wave of mist hit them. Seventeen was sweating profusely from the heat, so Long Langyue simply took off his outer robe and took Seventeen's robe as well, holding it in his hand.
Seeing this, Meng Qiuna hurriedly tried to call someone in, but the Grand Eunuch Da Jing, who had been quietly following behind, immediately stepped forward, took the outer robe from Long Langyue's hand, and turned into a shadow to follow behind.
As the view opened up, the hot spring came into view.
This is not a man-made hot spring, but a naturally formed one. It is surrounded by gray stone pavilions, which block the falling snow from the outside, but do not obstruct the view of the snow.
The Grey Stone Pavilion is surrounded by luminous pearls, and the natural light shines through them, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
Around the hot spring pool, some stepping stones were artificially constructed, all made of some expensive material of unknown origin, which showed its luxurious nature.
At the bottom of the pool, there were some beads that shone brightly, as if the night sky had been cast into them.
Perhaps it was Meng Qiuna's arrangement, but some flower petals floated on the surface of the pool, and the misty water vapor swayed above, making it no exaggeration to call it a fairyland.
Seventeen was still clicking her tongue in amazement when Long Langyue waved her hand, and Meng Qiuna and Yuan Fu tactfully left, leaving them a space to themselves.
"What are you thinking about?"
Long Langyue held Seventeen's hand. For some reason, he really liked the feeling of their skin touching; it gave him a sense of satisfaction.
Seventeen turned his head and said, "Such extravagance... if only it could be used for the common people..."
Long Langyue chuckled: "The former king was not such a compassionate person towards the people. Come down."
He took off his clothes first, leaving only an undergarment. Seventeen hesitated for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Aren't you cold, Your Majesty?"
Long Langyue: ?
"Why are you cold? Come down quickly."
"Does soaking in the hot spring require... stripping down to this extent...?"
Seventeen was still hesitating when Long Langyue was already soaked to the bone. His wet clothes clung to his skin, outlining his perfect, strong physique. Seventeen glanced at him and then shyly looked away.
Seeing that Long Langyue had already immersed himself in the pool, the warm water even made him sigh. Seventeen was attracted and cautiously tested the temperature; it was indeed very warm.
He then went into the water, but as soon as he entered, Long Langyue pulled him away, splashing water onto the edge of the pool and pressing down several flower petals.
"His Majesty!"
Seventeen was startled, and her hands reflexively gripped Long Langyue's shoulders tightly, her whole body tensing up.
Long Langyue smiled faintly and said, "What's there to be afraid of? I'm right here."
After saying that, he reached out and pulled Seventeen into his arms, whispering in her ear, "Shall we go back soon?"
Seventeen covered his ears, the overwhelming tingling sensation making him feel uneasy. He turned his head and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Long Langyue rubbed against him, her heat was very obvious, and Seventeen froze, but it was too late.
"My seventeenth birthday is coming up soon, and I want to go back to Dajing to celebrate."
That's it? Seventeen looked bewildered: "I've never celebrated my birthday before."
"The past is the past, no, how could it not have happened? Who do you think made Instructor Li cook longevity noodles for you every year?"
Long Langyue was wary of taking credit; now was not the time to shirk responsibility, and everything that was due had to be taken back.
"Huh? Was that His Majesty's order? I was wondering why the instructor remembered my birthday..."
Although it was indeed Li who gave the orders in the first few years, it was Li who remembered them in the later years. He liked Seventeen, so it was normal for him to value him more.
But it's best not to say it now.
"Yes, so there's no way I haven't given it to you, you just don't know it."
Long Langyue nuzzled Seventeen's nose and said with a smile, Seventeen suddenly remembered something else: "So early? Your Majesty, you wouldn't be so early with me..."
Long Langyue: ?
"What were you thinking about? How old were you back then?"
Long Langyue was shocked. What kind of image did she have in Seventeen's eyes? Had she been too presumptuous lately? It seemed she had to be more restrained, otherwise it would be bad to ruin her image.
Seventeen remained silent. Thinking about it, it made sense. She was only ten years old at the time, so she couldn't possibly... right?
After being distracted by this, the two of them began to enjoy a relaxing soak in the hot spring.
Seventeen lay comfortably to one side, his eyes half-closed. He had thought His Majesty was going to do something... but he hadn't expected His Majesty to be so considerate and not disturb the warmth of the pool.
Long Langyue, however, thought that she really needed to control herself, otherwise it would not be good for her image. What if her image collapsed in Seventeen's eyes and she stopped liking herself?
Seventeen had no idea what Long Langyue was thinking. After comfortably finishing her bath, she was served by the king and helped change her clothes before finally going back to sleep with sleepy eyes open.
Before going to sleep, Seventeen felt like she had forgotten something, but couldn't remember it for a while, and then fell straight into a sweet dream.
Hmm... Why is His Majesty being so well-behaved today? He didn't even kiss him...
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