Chapter 80 Vacation
The chaotic scene on the observatory with ghosts howling, urine smelling air, and tribute lists flying everywhere seemed to still be buzzing before my eyes.
Dongfang Yuning rubbed his solar plexus, which was a little numb from the residual power of the "colorful black". Just as he was about to discuss with System 118 the feasibility of alternative solutions to the star core annihilation alloy, his body suddenly felt lighter!
"ah!"
She let out a short cry of surprise, her vision spinning. A pair of strong arms passed through her knees and back, lifting her up horizontally. The movement was crisp and decisive, with undeniable strength.
"Royal brother!"
Nangong Ye's clear voice rang out, with a rare, justified urgency, drowning out the wailing in the room.
"Fireworks inspection completed! The results are outstanding! I'll take my leave! Ning'er needs a rest! The vacation you promised begins now!"
Before he finished speaking, he held the person in his arms, tapped the cold white marble floor of the observatory with his toes, and his figure rose from the ground like a startled wild goose!
The prince's black python robe rustled in the wind. After a few rises and falls, it disappeared from everyone's astonished sight, leaving behind only a dashing yet... slightly panicked back.
Leaving behind the observatory a dead silence, and Emperor Nangong Yu's belated and exasperated roar:
"Nangong Ye! You little brat! Why are you running so fast?! I haven't... haven't praised Ning'er yet! Vacation! I know! I'll approve it for you! Can I approve it for a month?! Hey——!"
However, Nangong Ye's figure had already merged into the shadows of the palace buildings and disappeared.
Only Nangong Yu was left hopping at the air, while the ministers below the stage murmured in tears of joy after surviving the disaster:
"Gone...finally gone...a month ago...thank God...thank Prince Yong..."
A jet-black, inconspicuous carriage drove away from the bustling palace like a ghost and sped towards the suburbs of Beijing.
The carriage was covered with thick snow-white velvet blankets, and fine silver charcoal was burning in the corner, creating warmth and isolating the cold outside.
Dongfang Yuning was carefully placed on the soft velvet blanket. Before he could sit down, he met a pair of eyes that were close at hand, as deep as a cold pool, yet burning with burning flames.
Nangong Ye was sitting opposite her, leaning forward slightly. The dragon robe that symbolized the majesty of a prince could not hide the strong sense of aggression and... grievance emanating from him?
"Brother Aye,"
Dongfang Yuning blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes, with a bit of bewilderment as if she had been hijacked and a trace of barely perceptible guilt. She stretched out her slender white fingers and curiously poked Nangong Ye's face, which was so handsome that it infuriated both humans and gods, but was now a little tense.
"Where are you...taking me? Elope?"
She tried to ease the inexplicably tense atmosphere with a joke.
[Ding! Host! Wrong point! The point is, he snatched you away! He snatched you away!]
The electronic voice of System 118 screamed in her mind, with the excitement of reading gossip.
[And his expression is so resentful! Like a big dog that's been neglected by its owner for a long time! Look, look! The tips of his ears seem red! Screenshot! Must screenshot! Get the 'Cold-Faced God of War Online Looking Wronged' meme pack! Save this for me! Aaaaaa! I'm going to drink this dog food first!]
Dongfang Yuning: […Tongzi, shut up! Who's resentful? Who's the big dog? Also, no random screenshots!]
Two red clouds also quietly climbed up her face.
"elopement?"
Nangong Ye repeated it in a low voice, his voice magnetic and a little muffled.
He suddenly reached out and pulled the person sitting opposite him over, pressing her to sit on his strong thighs without saying anything. His arms were like iron hoops tightly wrapped around her slender waist, his chin gently resting on the top of her hair that exuded a faint fragrance, and his warm breath brushed her ears.
"It's not an elopement. It's just to take Ning'er out for some fun, just the two of us."
His voice lowered, and with a kind of grievance that was almost accusing, he whispered in her ear:
"Ning'er, you better... These days, all you have eyes for are your little fireworks, your business blueprints, and your ore... How long has it been since you've really looked at Brother Aye and paid attention to him?"
He tightened his arms and hugged the person in his arms even tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.
"Hmm? You little heartless one."
[Alert! Alert! Host! High-energy warning! Prince's coquettish (?) attack! SSS-level lethality!]
System 118 was sounding the alarm in my head.
[His tone! That look! Host, is your health bar empty? This database is about to explode! 'The cold-faced King of Hell instantly turns into a wronged little husband' confirmed! High-definition video has been saved! Host, quickly recover your health! Hurry up and comfort him! Kiss him! Quick!]
Dongfang Yuning was held so tightly by him that she felt a little breathless. Her cheek was pressed against his warm chest. She could clearly hear his steady and powerful heartbeat, beating against her eardrums and her heart again and again.
The overwhelming masculine scent and the undisguised accusations of grievances made her feel completely soft inside, and inexplicably a little sour and swollen.
She raised her little face with great effort and met his downcast eyes which seemed to be filled with stars and a little watery.
Those eyes, which were usually either as gentle as jade or icy cold, now clearly reflected her small shadow, filled with an attachment and longing that she had never seen before.
[…It seems…I really have ignored him for too long.]
The slight annoyance that Dongfang Yuning felt at having his research interrupted disappeared instantly when he saw these eyes.
She stretched out her soft arms, wrapped them around Nangong Ye's neck, leaned over, and with a hint of comfort and flattery, left a crisp and loud kiss on his slightly cold cheek with a "smack".
"I'm sorry, Brother Aye..." Her voice was soft and nasal, with a hint of coquettishness, "I...I'm not...researching has reached a critical moment..."
The soft touch on his cheek was like a stone dropped into a calm lake, instantly stirring up huge waves in Nangong Ye's heart! The deliberately created grievance was instantly replaced by a surging desire!
His eyes suddenly darkened, as if a dark flame had ignited. How could he be satisfied with this superficial comfort?
He lowered his head almost immediately and accurately captured the two pieces of tender and tempting red lips that he had longed for!
“Hmm…!”
Dongfang Yuning's unfinished soft words were completely blocked back. Unlike her previous light taste, Nangong Ye's kiss was hot and passionate with the domineering and long-suppressed desire of conquering the city.
He held her waist tightly with one hand and held the back of her head with the other, leaving her no room to retreat.
[Drip——!!!]
System 118's electronic sound emitted a distorted, sharp alarm before completely freezing. The sudden, restricted imagery caused it to freeze instantly, leaving behind only a string of meaningless garbled text:
[####%%%…Host…kissed…deep kiss…brushed…mosaic…needs to be censored…CPU overheating…hissing…]
The temperature in the cramped space of the carriage instantly climbed. The ambiguous atmosphere intertwined and entwined like a substance, suffocating.
Dongfang Yuning felt her mind go blank, all the oxygen plundered by him. She passively endured his turbulent kiss, her body soft as a pool of spring water, and could only cling to his shoulders weakly, letting the scorching waves drown her.
My cheeks burned, and my heart beat so fast it seemed to be trying to break free from the confines of my chest.
It was unknown how long it was, but just when Dongfang Yuning felt she was about to suffocate, Nangong Ye reluctantly stepped back a little, his forehead against hers, his nose rubbing against hers, their hot breaths intertwined ambiguously.
He looked at her lips, which were kissed until they were shiny, red and swollen, and her misty eyes filled with water. His Adam's apple rolled violently, and the color of her eyes was as dark as thick ink that could not be dissolved.
"Ning'er..."
His voice was extremely hoarse, with a touch of sexuality, and every word was like a hook, gently scraping across her heart.
"...Marry Brother Aye, okay?"
He held her face in his hands, gently caressing her hot cheeks with his fingertips, his eyes burning with affection and expectation that could melt anyone.
"Your sixteenth birthday is coming up soon. As soon as your sixteenth birthday is over, we'll get married, okay? I can't wait... I can't wait for you to become my princess."
His voice was soft, but it carried an unquestionable certainty and expectation, like a gentle and fine net, covering her tightly.
Dongfang Yuning was still immersed in the afterglow of the deep kiss that almost made her soul leave her body. Her head was dizzy and she was being baked by his hot breath and straightforward and passionate words.
Looking at his handsome face so close to her, which was full of nervousness and anticipation, his deep eyes seemed to be filled with stars, shining only for her.
[Host! Host, wake up! He's proposing! A formal proposal!]
System 118 finally rebooted from its frozen state, emitting a sharp electronic beep.
[Promise him! Promise him now! Such beauty! Such a figure! Such pampering! You’ll never get it again if you miss this opportunity!]
Our database analysis shows that the success rate for matching high-quality spouses is as high as 99.999%! Don't miss this opportunity! Go for it!
Dongfang Yuning was made even more dizzy by the screaming of the system in his head, but the sweetness and sense of belonging that welled up in his heart were real.
She looked at Nangong Ye, her long eyelashes trembling gently like butterfly wings, stained with lingering moisture.
She nodded gently, her voice as soft as a mosquito's, shy but extremely clear:
"…good."
The word "good" is like the sound of nature!
A dazzling light suddenly burst out from Nangong Ye's eyes, and huge ecstasy swept over him like a tsunami!
He suddenly tightened his arms and hugged the person in his arms tightly, wishing he could crush her into pieces and merge her into his bones and blood!
A deep, magnetic laugh vibrated from his chest, carrying with it unparalleled satisfaction and excitement.
"Ning'er! My Ning'er! You agreed! You agreed to marry me!"
He held her face in his hands, and carefully caressed her smooth forehead and slightly red nose, and finally landed on her lips that were swollen from his kisses, leaving behind one hot and devout kiss after another.
After the ecstasy, Dongfang Yuning lay in his arms, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat gradually calming down, but her mind couldn't help but think of the married life described in those storybooks...especially...having a baby.
Although she agreed to marry him, she was still a little scared when she thought about those things.
She hesitated for a moment, then gently grasped the collar of Nangong Ye's shirt with her small hands. She raised her big, wet eyes and whispered softly, with a hint of tentativeness and pleading:
"Then... Brother Aye... after we get married... can we... not have a baby so soon?"
After saying that, she immediately buried her face in his arms embarrassedly, leaving only the tip of her ear, which was red as blood.
Nangong Ye was slightly startled, then he laughed softly, his chest vibrating with a joyful resonance.
He lowered his head, rubbing his chin against the top of her soft hair, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobes, his voice so gentle it could drown someone:
"Okay. I'll listen to Ning'er."
He paused, his tone was more serious and doting than ever before, with a firm promise.
"I don't care whether I want children or not. My brother has already given birth to many children for the Nangong family. This is what I, Nangong Ye, have been longing for in my life."
He held her little face in his hands, forcing her to look into his eyes as deep as the sea, and said word by word, clearly and solemnly,
"It's just Ning'er. I just want you, safe and happy, by my side. Nothing else matters."
[BOOM——!!!]
System 118 suffered a critical hit again!
[Only... Only Ning'er... I only want you... Ahhhhhhh! Host! Did you hear that?! What kind of divine statement is this! What kind of unparalleled love words are these!]
My sensors are going off the charts! The sweetness is way off the charts! Requesting support! Requesting sugar reduction! This man… this man is a nuclear bomb wrapped in honey!
Host! You've made a killing! A huge profit! This sect declares that from today onwards, Prince Yong, Nangong Ye, is this sect's certified 'Human Gu King'! Host, you will be responsible for scientific research and world destruction, while he will be responsible for bewitching the people! A perfect match!]
Dongfang Yuning's heart trembled at his straightforward and affectionate confession, and a warm current instantly flowed through his limbs.
Those little worries about the baby seemed so insignificant compared to his vow of "Ning'er is the only one".
She took the initiative to move closer, pecked his slightly cool lips quickly, then buried her hot little face in the crook of his neck again, and responded muffledly with infinite dependence:
"Um…"
Nangong Ye sighed contentedly and held her tightly in his arms, as if he owned the whole world. The carriage moved steadily, and the warmth in the carriage was the only sound left, the sweet and quiet breathing of the two people snuggling together.
The carriage finally stopped at a hot spring villa nestled in the mountains and beside the water, offering stunning views. This was Nangong Ye's private property, secretive and luxurious, open only to the two of them.
The days that followed were like a new world for Dongfang Yuning. Nangong Ye completely shed the majesty of Prince Yong and the ruthlessness of the battlefield, transforming himself into the perfect fiancé of the Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars, taking the phrase "loving to death" to its extreme.
In the early morning, when Dongfang Yuning was still curled up in the warm quilt playing chess with Zhou Gong, Nangong Ye had already finished practicing sword and was sitting by the bed with a bowl of bird's nest porridge that he had personally prepared in the kitchen at just the right temperature.
He waited patiently for her to wake up from her drowsiness, and then fed her gently, spoonful by spoonful, like feeding a chick.
If she stayed in bed, he would not be angry. He would just sit quietly beside the bed and look at her sleeping face with eyes so gentle that tears could drip out of them, until she got up embarrassedly.
[Host! Host, wake up! Your 'Human Gu King' is standing by the bed, looking down on his wife again! That look! That profile! Ahhhh! My system's storage space is about to be filled up with screenshots of 'The Prince Doting on His Wife Everyday'!]
System 118's wake-up call every morning is accompanied by a frantic electronic scream.
After a delicious breakfast, Nangong Ye would hold her hand and stroll through the villa courtyard covered with light snow. Red plum blossoms reflected the snow, and a subtle fragrance floated in the air.
He would carefully gather her fox fur and brush away the occasional snowflakes that fell from her hair. If she was interested in a branch covered with ice crystals and looked at it for a second, the next moment, that branch covered with crystals would appear in her hand.
[Ding! Host, please take note! Prince Yong just used the SSS-level skill 'Telekinesis (Limited Edition: Just for Your Smile)'! This system has recorded this skill's special effects and cooldown (no cooldown)!]
System 118 dutifully acted as the narrator.
The afternoon is the most pleasant time. The villa has a natural hot spring pool drawn from underground, which is filled with milky white mist.
Nangong Ye would dismiss all the servants and personally test the water temperature before leading Dongfang Yuning, who was only wrapped in a thin bath towel and had a flushed face, into the warm pool.
He let her lean on his arms, and his warm hands kneaded her shoulders and arms, which were a little sore from days of research, with moderate strength.
"Um... Brother Aye, a little to the left... yes, right there..."
Dongfang Yuning felt as comfortable as a cat whose fur had been stroked, humming with his eyes narrowed.
[Host! Wake up! You're inviting a wolf into your home! Although... although this wolf's massage technique is really good...]
System 118 frantically scanned Nangong Ye's chest and arms (key parts automatically censored), which were faintly visible in the mist, while issuing an unconvincing warning.
[This system is warning you! According to the System Safety Regulations, intimate interactions in the hot spring pool that exceed this system's processing capabilities are prohibited! Otherwise, this system will enter forced hibernation... uh... unless the host authorizes recording...]
Dongfang Yuning:
[…Shut up! No videoing! Also, who brought the wolf here?! Brother Aye is a gentleman!]
System 118: [Hehe. Gentleman? Host, look back at his eyes... Is that a gentleman? That's like a hungry wolf seeing a little white rabbit! 'Hungry Wolf's Hot Spring Gaze.jpg' has been saved! High-definition, uncensored!]
After soaking in the hot spring, Dongfang Yuning, who is warm and lazy all over, will be wrapped like a silkworm by Nangong Ye in a large and soft blanket and carried to the warm couch by the window covered with a thick velvet cushion.
The small table on the couch was already set with freshly brewed hot tea and a few plates of exquisite snacks. Nangong Ye would hug her, let her lean on his arms, pick up a travelogue or a storybook, and read slowly to her in his low and pleasant voice.
The sunlight streamed in through the carved window lattices, shining warmly on the two of them. Nothing could be more peaceful than this.
[Beep! 'Prince's Subwoofer Reading Channel' is now serving you. Host Comfort: MAX. Current Battery Level: Due to excessive sugar intake, entering energy-saving mode... sizzle...]
System 118's voice carried a satisfied electronic murmur.
However, his research geek nature would occasionally show up. Once, Nangong Ye noticed that his fiancée had been motionless for a long time, so he looked down.
Dongfang Yuning took out a small golden abacus from somewhere. Nangong Ye seriously suspected that she had hidden it in her sleeve. She was concentrating on the account book sent by the villa manager. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her fingers were clacking rapidly, and she was muttering to herself:
"...Last month's charcoal expenses were a bit high...Hot spring maintenance costs...Hmm, this labor cost can be optimized..."
Nangong Ye: “…”
He silently took away the account book and abacus.
"Ning'er,"
He sighed helplessly and pinched her cheeks which were slightly puffed up due to concentration.
"Take a vacation, understand? Leave these mundane matters to the steward. Your brain,"
He tapped her forehead, his tone filled with unquestionable fondness.
"Now you can only use it to think about me, or...to daydream."
Dongfang Yuning pouted in dissatisfaction:
"But... Tongzi said that optimizing expenses is also part of scientific research! Only by increasing revenue and reducing costs can we have more funds for research and development!"
She tried to use the system as a shield.
[Host! I never said that! I'm wronged! I'm only responsible for providing technical support and CP!]
System 118 immediately distanced itself from the matter.
[Prince Yong's aura is too strong! I will be hiding now! Take care, host!]
Nangong Ye looked at his fiancée's angry yet self-righteous expression and couldn't help but chuckle. He leaned over, resting his forehead against hers, his nose rubbing against hers, his hot breath brushing against her lips:
"R&D funds? Ning'er, how much do you want? Brother Aye's private vault is at your disposal. The entire Prince Yong's Mansion is yours. As long as..."
He paused deliberately, looking at her with deep eyes.
"Ning'er spends the time she spends looking at the account books...looking at me."
His voice was seductive, and his warm breath sprayed on her sensitive skin.
Dongfang Yuning's face instantly turned red again. The obsession she had with the account book just now instantly flew away. The only thing left in her mind was his handsome face so close to her and his deep eyes that seemed to suck her in.
"Who... who wants to see you... I already have the key to your private vault! Do you still need some private money?"
She mumbled softly, but involuntarily put her arms around his neck, leaned forward and pecked him quickly on the lips.
Nangong Ye's eyes darkened, and he immediately took the initiative, deepening and prolonging the light kiss until the beautiful woman in his arms was breathless again and fell limp in his arms, no longer remembering the account books and R&D funds.
Nangong Ye's pampering was taken to its extreme during the dinner. The chef of the villa used all his skills to prepare a variety of delicious dishes.
Nangong Ye barely touched his chopsticks, taking care of Dongfang Yuning the entire time. She glanced at a dish for a second, and the next second, the most delicious part of the dish was in her bowl.
The shrimps were shelled, the fish bones were picked, and even the most troublesome crabs were patiently disassembled by him, and the crab meat was piled into a small mountain and placed in front of her.
[Host! Host! Look! 'The Prince's Art of Peeling Shrimp'! Such skill! Such speed! Such precision! It would be a waste of talent not to assemble precision instruments.]
'The Prince's Fishbone Removal Technique'! Flowing like water! Just like butchering an ox! 'The Prince's Crab-Slicing Technique'! This is pure performance art! Our database is trembling! What kind of divine boyfriend power is this!]
The electronic sound of System 118 was exciting throughout, just like a live commentary.
Dongfang Yuning looked at the pile of bowls on his body, and then looked at the almost untouched food in front of Nangong Ye. He felt sweet and warm in his heart, but also a little embarrassed.
She picked up a piece of crystal clear shrimp he had peeled and put it to his lips:
"Brother Aye, you eat too."
Nangong Ye was slightly startled, and then a deep smile spread across his eyes. He took her hand, opened his mouth and ate the shrimp, his tongue lightly brushing against her fingertips as if unintentionally.
Dongfang Yuning retracted her hand suddenly as if she had been electrocuted. The warmth and wetness remaining on her fingertips made her heart beat like a drum, and her cheeks flushed instantly.
"Ning'er feeds it, it's especially sweet."
Nangong Ye looked at her shy appearance, smiled softly, and his eyes were gentle and affectionate.
[Ding--!!! 'Temptation of Fingertips' achievement achieved! Prince Yong knows how to play! Host's health bar is empty! This system... This system needs emergency treatment... Too much sugar intake... System overheating... Sizzle...]
System 118 declared down again.
As the night deepened, warm lights were lit in various places in the villa. Nangong Ye hugged Dongfang Yuning and sat by the window of the warm room. Outside the window was a quiet snowy night, and inside the window was a warm and cozy atmosphere.
He completely wrapped her small, slightly cold hand in his warm big palm and caressed it gently.
"Ning'er,"
He lowered his head and kissed the top of her soft hair. His voice was particularly low and gentle in the quiet night.
"What gift do you want for your birthday?"
Dongfang Yuning leaned in his arms, feeling drowsy and comfortable. After hearing what he said, he thought vaguely:
"Well... I want... I want Brother Aye to stay with me like this forever..."
Nangong Ye's heart trembled, and he tightened his arms, trying to embed her into his body.
"fool,"
He whispered with a sigh, full of endless cherishment and promises,
"What kind of gift is this? Even if Ning'er doesn't want it, I will always be with you, for eternity."
He held her face in his hands and looked into her misty eyes. Every word he said was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"I, Nangong Ye, swear here that I will only love Ning'er in this life. My life is yours, my heart is yours, everything is yours. As long as you are by my side, nothing in this world can compare to your smile."
His oath was not eloquent, but it carried a heavy weight, like a brand, deeply engraved in the depths of Dongfang Yuning's soul.
【……】
Even the usually noisy System 118 fell silent for a long time, with only the faint hum of electricity proving that it was still running. After a long while, a faint electronic sound with an exclamation mark rang out:
[…There are no words to describe the intensity of the current emotional shockwave… Host… you… have found a treasure… a true… rare treasure…]
Dongfang Yuning stared at him blankly, looking at the undisguised love and determination in his eyes that was strong enough to burn everything.
A huge, indescribable warmth and bitterness instantly broke through her defenses. She reached out her slightly trembling hand, caressing his handsome features, then offered her lips to him with a gentle, lingering kiss, responding to his vow that was more important than his life.
Outside the window, snow falls silently.
Inside the window, there is long-lasting affection.
Nangong Ye embraced his lost and recovered treasure, feeling that his life was complete and that he had nothing else to ask for. In his world, the only thing left was the warm red in his arms, the one that made him willing to give everything.
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