Chapter 88: Three Women's Intimate Conversations
The study room of the Marquis Xuanping's mansion was filled with the aroma of ink, and the lingering ambiguity of last night was like aged wine, fermenting silently in the air.
When Chen Xiaoyun's words "Ten miles of red makeup" were imprinted on Nangong Yue's ears with a scorching breath, an unprecedented shudder mixed with a strange numbness shot from the tailbone to the top of the head like an electric current.
This man is like poisoned honey! He is so dangerous that it makes people's heart tremble, yet so charming that it is irresistible!
Nangong Yue subconsciously wanted to retreat, trying to build a high wall with the majesty of the eldest princess, but her feet seemed to have taken root.
The flames in Shen Xiaoyun's eyes that burned everything, with unquestionable aggressiveness, nailed her firmly to the spot, unable to move.
His hot fingertips still lingered on the inside of her slender wrist, the suggestive, feather-like strokes, each touch stirring tiny electric currents that danced on her tense nerves.
"Chen Xiaoyun, you..."
There was a slight tremor in her voice that she herself hadn't noticed, and she tried in vain to cover up the ripples in her heart with a warning.
In response to her, there was a low chuckle rolling out of Chen Xiaoyun's throat. That chuckle was like a hook, gently scratching the tip of her heart.
"Your Highness, when inspecting goods, how can you just look at the surface?"
There was a fox-like cunning and determined light in his eyes. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his hands!
The world is spinning!
Nangong Yue only had time to let out a short cry of surprise before her back fell into a reassuring softness - it was the large soft couch in the inner room connected to the study!
Shen Xiaoyun's tall and straight figure pressed down, enveloping her in an instant with irresistible force and scorching heat.
The crisp scent of pine and cypress mixed with the faint fragrance of ink powerfully invaded her, completely overwhelming her senses. Nangong Yue's entire body tensed instantly!
Although she had a marriage that was in name only, Lin Sheng had never even touched the corner of her clothes, so she was still a virgin!
At this moment, being suppressed by a man with such a dangerous and aggressive aura, an unfamiliar shame and a trace of panic wrapped around her like vines.
"presumptuous!"
Her eyes were wide open, and she tried her best to maintain the dignity of the eldest princess. However, the slightly red corners of her eyes and the suddenly disordered heartbeat had already betrayed her defense.
"Shh..."
Shen Xiaoyun's slender index finger, covered with thin calluses, gently touched her soft lips, silencing her unspoken scolding.
His eyes were as deep as a whirlpool, holding her tightly, and his voice was as low and hoarse as the whisper of love:
"Little Phoenix, don't be afraid..."
He lowered his head, and his hot lips did not grab her lips as expected, but pressed against her sensitive and fragile neck with tentative and unquestionable tenderness!
“Hmm!”
Nangong Yue's body trembled violently, as if she had been pierced by the tiniest electric current! An unfamiliar, shuddering tingling sensation exploded from that point, instantly sweeping through her limbs and bones!
She subconsciously tried to curl up and dodge, but was held firmly in place by Shen Xiaoyun's strong arms. This inexperienced, immature reaction was like the strongest fuel, completely igniting Shen Xiaoyun's long-suppressed desire.
He chuckled softly, his laughter filled with satisfaction and the ecstasy of discovering a rare treasure.
His hot lips slid down along her swan-like neck, like a devout pilgrim, leaving burning marks on her delicate skin, silently declaring possession.
"Haha...it's destined..."
His breathing became heavy and hot, spraying on her sensitive earlobe skin, causing a small shudder.
"My little phoenix...it should have been mine from the beginning!"
Inside Fengyi Palace:
[Ding! Ding! Ding! The hormone concentration in the target area is seriously exceeding the standard! The adrenaline index has exceeded the critical point!]
Physical Contact Level: Level 3 (Intense Hug and Kiss Level)! Core Firewall Status: Solid! No signs of a final defense line breach detected!
Verdict: The vixen is frantically "drinking soup to quench her thirst", but the "main course of meat" seems to be limited to the wedding night?
Host, rest assured, the mosaic function of this system has been fully activated! 】
The system 118 code flashed at high speed, making a sizzling sound of excitement.
[118! 118! Level 1 Red Alert! Location: The inner study of the Xuanping Marquis' Mansion! The scene is so beautiful I can't bear to look! Yueyue has been pounced upon by that thousand-year-old vixen! Ahhhh! Is this progress bar equipped with rocket thrusters?!]
Although Dongfang Yuning was far away in Fengyi Palace, holding her sister the Queen's imperial tea cup, her "melon field radar" had already been whistling wildly, and she was so excited that she almost threw the tribute white porcelain cup in her hand.
Nangong Yue felt like a small boat thrown into a surging and boiling sea of magma.
Chen Xiaoyun's kiss, with its irresistible strength and heart-shaking tenderness, ignited a new flame in her body with every touch.
The calmness and self-control that she was proud of became as fragile as thin spring ice and crumbled bit by bit in the face of this stormy intimacy.
She could clearly feel the strong heartbeat like a drum under his chest, and the scorching body temperature that came through the clothes and almost melted her.
The strange and surging tide of emotion almost swallowed her up, and in the midst of extreme shame and embarrassment, a desire to sink quietly grew.
Just when she thought she was about to drown in this burning sea of desire, Shen Xiaoyun's movements miraculously stopped with heart-pounding restraint.
He propped himself up and rested his forehead against hers, their hot breaths intertwined tightly, unable to be distinguished from each other.
His eyes were filled with an abyss of desire that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper:
"Yuer..."
It was the first time he called her so intimately, with a cherishing attitude that was almost worshipful.
"You're so sweet...but the best..."
His hot fingertips gently stroked her lips, which were slightly swollen from his kiss and shimmering with alluring moisture. His eyes were deep and serious, as if he was gazing at a rare treasure.
"You have to save it until the wedding, only then will you be worthy of my Phoenix."
He stared into her eyes, and spoke each word with great force:
"I, Chen Xiaoyun, want you, Nangong Yue. Rightfully and completely, you belong to me. Ten miles of red wedding gowns, eight sedan chairs, the whole world is my witness."
At that moment, Nangong Yue clearly heard the sound of the hardest shell deep in her heart completely shattering.
This man, who is known for his deep scheming and foxy demeanor, has actually restrained his most primitive desires under the deepest respect and cherishment.
She looked at the emotion in his eyes that was so strong that it almost ignited her soul. For the first time, she closed her eyes willingly, allowing the strange and surging throbbing and warmth to completely sweep through her body.
At some point, extreme fatigue and an unprecedented sense of security came over her at the same time. She actually let down all her defenses and fell into a deep sleep in the hot embrace of this dangerous vixen.
The next morning.
An unfamiliar, refreshing scent, like the scent of pine and cypress trees after a clearing of snow, lingered at the tip of her nose. Nangong Yue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. What came into view was the man's smooth, neat jawline and the slightly rolling, fatally attractive Adam's apple.
My mind went blank for a moment, and then the fragments of memories from last night that had made me blush and my heart beat disorderly came flooding back like a tide.
A kiss as hot as a branding iron, a firm and warm embrace, and the solemn promise engraved in the heart: "Save it for the wedding night."
She moved slightly, subconsciously trying to break free from this overly intimate bond.
"Yuer, are you awake?"
Shen Xiaoyun's voice, thick with sleep and a satisfied smile, came from above. Instead of letting go, he tightened his arm around her waist, embedding her even more tightly in his arms.
With a hint of lazy intimacy, his chin gently rubbed the soft top of her head, the action was so natural that it seemed as if it was a habit they had repeated thousands of times.
Nangong Yue's body stiffened instantly, her cheeks heating up uncontrollably, turning an intoxicating red. Through the thin fabric, she could clearly feel the steady, powerful heartbeat beneath his chest and the scorching warmth that continued to flow from him.
"Yuer..."
Chen Xiaoyun lowered his head. His voice had the unique hoarseness and magnetism of someone who had just woken up in the morning. There was a hint of obvious teasing in his lazy tone.
"Are you satisfied with the goods?"
He deliberately dragged out the ending of the word, and his scorching gaze was like substance, locking tightly on her cheeks which instantly became even redder.
Nangong Yue only felt that the palm of her palm - the place where she had helplessly pressed against his solid chest last night - seemed to still retain that hot and hard touch, even hotter and more scorching than last night (purely a strong psychological effect).
She raised her eyes and met his deep fox eyes filled with mischievous smiles. She squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, almost gritting her teeth:
“Satisfied! Very satisfied!”
She paused, then deliberately emphasized her tone, accusing him with a hint of anger.
"It's this particular product... I was a bit overzealous! I nearly burned the inspector to ashes!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Xiaoyun was not annoyed at all. Instead, he let out a low, joyful laugh from deep within his chest, the vibration clearly transmitted to her through their tightly pressed bodies.
He leaned close to her sensitive ear, his hot breath brushing past like a small brush, his voice low and seductive, with a hint of danger:
“There’s nothing I can do…”
He whispered with a sigh,
"Who made the master so stunningly beautiful, so captivating, so captivating, that one would be willing to give up everything, including their life, property, and the best... to have everything before them?"
He deliberately pronounced the three words "best" in an ambiguous way, which aroused endless imagination.
Nangong Yue's ears turned red from his blunt teasing. Just as she was about to retort, Chen Xiaoyun suddenly let go of her and turned over and got off the bed with a swift movement.
He walked straight to the large desk piled with documents and picked up a thick file that had been prepared long ago and was beautifully bound.
When he turned around, the playful and lazy expression on his face had disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented, almost sacred solemnity.
"Talking without doing is not what a gentleman does."
He gently placed the file on the small table beside the couch in front of Nangong Yue, his movements carrying a sense of ritual as if delivering a heavy trust.
"This is the deed of merging my Yunshen Trading Company with your Highness' Fengming Jiuxiao Chamber of Commerce. All terms have been verified and stamped by the Ministry of Revenue and are legally binding."
His voice was steady, but every word was weighty, like a heavy hammer hitting Nangong Yue's heart:
"Seventy percent of all the shares in my business, Chen Xiaoyun, are registered under Your Highness's name. From today on, Your Highness will be the largest owner of the Fengming Jiuxiao Chamber of Commerce, and also... my only owner in this lifetime."
Phoenix Crying in the Ninth Heaven! That was the business empire she had spent all her efforts on, built from scratch, carrying all the glory and pride of her rebirth!
Yunshen Trading Company, a behemoth run by Chen Xiaoyun for years, boasts immense wealth and deep-rooted foundations! Seventy percent of the shares are in her name?!
What did this mean? It meant that this man had handed over almost half of his economic lifeline to her without reservation!
This is beyond the reach of any sweet talk or vows; it is a staggering sincerity, pledged with the mountains and rivers, guaranteed with one's lifeblood! This is truly a desperate gamble!
Nangong Yue picked up the heavy contract in shock, and with trembling fingertips she flipped through the extremely clear terms, the Ministry of Revenue's bright red approval seal, and Shen Xiaoyun's signature that was so strong that it could be seen through the back of the paper.
She raised her eyes to look at him. He stood there as straight as a pine tree, his eyes clear and open, with a determination to burn his boats and... complete and unreserved trust.
This sincerity is heavier than Mount Tai.
However, a thought flashed through her mind, and Nangong Yue pursed her lips and said:
"I can't be the biggest boss. Fengming Jiuxiao's current success and Yueji Pavilion's success are inseparable from my aunt's all-out support and guidance..."
"Um,"
The corners of Chen Xiaoyun's lips curled up in a doting arc, and his eyes were so gentle that they could drip water.
“Your aunt is an extraordinary woman, and Shen also deeply admires her.”
He took a step closer, his eyes fixed on her intently.
"Since all of this has been given to Yue'er, it is natural for Yue'er to make the final decision. Whatever you want, it will be done. My little phoenix deserves to have the final say."
Fengyi Palace
The afternoon sun lazily shines through the exquisitely carved window lattices, casting warm, mottled light and shadows on the smooth golden brick floor.
The air is filled with the elegant fragrance of the finest snow-capped tea, mixed with the tempting sweet aroma of the special snacks made in the imperial kitchen, creating a peaceful and warm room.
Queen Dongfang Qiwu sat upright on the main rosewood phoenix chair, with a dignified demeanor and elegant demeanor.
Dongfang Yuning was like a lazy and satisfied kitten, sinking completely into an armchair covered with soft Suzhou embroidery cushions, nibbling on a piece of delicate rose and lotus seed paste pastry with small bites, his cheeks bulging.
Today's protagonist, Nangong Yue, sat at the bottom, dressed in a red crabapple brocade dress, which made her face even more beautiful. However, her usual sharpness was gone from her brows, and was stained with an indescribable shyness of a little girl, as well as a softness that was a bit dazed by the huge happiness and shock.
The deed, which marked the merger of the "Yunshen Trading Company" and the "Fengming Jiuxiao" Chamber of Commerce and clearly stated that 70% of the shares belonged to Nangong Yue, was now solemnly spread out on the small mahogany table inlaid with mother-of-pearl in front of the queen.
“…”
Queen Dongfang Qiwu's gaze lingered for a long time on the signature on the deed that was so strong that it could be seen through the paper, the clear and explicit terms, and the bright red seal of the Ministry of Revenue that symbolized the highest approval.
Even though she was the mother of the country and had experienced countless storms, at this moment, her heart was overwhelmed by a huge wave, and she fell into a long silence. This sincerity had already surpassed the realm of profoundness and was truly shocking and earth-shattering!
Dongfang Yuning had already stretched his neck, his bright almond-shaped eyes wide open, like two shining searchlights, scanning back and forth between the contract and his niece's rarely seen shy face, the little man in his heart was dancing wildly:
[118! Quick, quick, quick! Initiate the highest level authentication scan! Is this deed authentic? Are there any hidden dangers?
Are all those eight hundred tricks of Fox Shen's mind hidden in the loopholes of the rules?! If he dares to play word games to trick our Yueyue, this princess will immediately release... release Wangcai to bite him! (System reference)]
System 118's code went haywire due to the shock, emitting an electronic shriek of "F*ck, this is merciless":
[Ding! Deed deep scan initiated! Material: Top-grade cloud-patterned Xuan paper, anti-counterfeiting dark pattern confirmed! Seals: Ministry of Revenue official seal and Shen Xiaoyun's personal seal, spectral comparison shows no signs of forgery!]
Terms: Rights and obligations are clearly defined, logically sound, unambiguous, and free of hidden traps! Share Transfer: 70% of the shares are registered under Nangong Yue's name, giving her absolute controlling stake and ultimate decision-making authority!
Final Verdict: This is a true, bankrupt courtship! Sincerity: MAX++! Danger Warning: This behavior could lead to the future three generations of accountants at the Xuanping Marquisate becoming collectively bald!]
After confirming that everything was correct, Dongfang Yuning could no longer hold back, and a sly smile instantly appeared on his little face, like a little fox that had just stolen a whole jar of sesame oil.
She leaned closer to the Queen and lowered her voice, but the excitement in her tone was almost overflowing:
"Sister, look! There's not even a sign of the betrothal gifts, but Young Master Shen has already packed up himself, his bedding, and the key to the treasury and handed it all over to the national treasury (crossed out) to our Yue'er! This sincerity, wow, it's so heavy, I'm afraid it's heavier than the gold mountain in the Yan Kingdom's treasury! Yue'er, this guy is really worth it!"
She deliberately winked at Nangong Yue, her teasing expression evident in her words.
Nangong Yue's cheeks flushed red at her aunt's blunt and explicit teasing. She rarely showed a bit of shyness that belonged to a young girl, and glared at Dongfang Yuning in an angry manner:
"Aunt!"
The tone was three parts shyness and anger, but seven parts were unconcealable, honey-soaked sweetness.
Queen Dongfang Qiwu finally withdrew her mind from the heavy contract and her eyes fell on the unprecedented and truly heartfelt glow of happiness on her daughter's face, and she was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.
She put down the deed and sighed softly, but her eyes were filled with a soft light of relief.
She stretched out her well-maintained fingers and gently tapped Dongfang Yuning's smooth and plump forehead with infinite doting:
"Ning'er, you mischievous ghost! Chen Xiaoyun is a man of ingenious thoughts and unpredictable tactics. His sincerity is indeed earth-shattering and moving, but his deep intentions must also be observed.
"Yue'er's lifelong event is related to her lifelong well-being. As her aunt, you must carefully monitor her and ensure this final hurdle is met!"
"Yes, Onee-sama!"
Dongfang Yuning immediately straightened her back and gave a military salute that was not quite standard but serious. Her delicate face was full of seriousness and earnestness.
"Don't worry, sister! I, Dongfang·Lucky Star·Money-making Expert·Yu Ning, will definitely sharpen my sharp eyes and start the round-the-clock monitoring mode!
We must guard it with all our might and never allow that black-hearted vixen who has been cultivating for a thousand years to have any chance of bullying our precious Phoenix!"
She patted her chest and swore solemnly, then winked cunningly at the end and added in a low voice,
"But considering he's so considerate and voluntarily handed over his entire wallet, can we relax the standards of a vixen's code of conduct a little bit?"
She stretched out her little finger and gestured a tiny distance.
The queen was completely amused by her vivid appearance. She shook her head helplessly, her eyes full of pampering.
Nangong Yue quietly watched the scene in front of her: the genuine love and relief in her mother's eyes; her aunt, who was obviously half a head shorter than herself and had a petite figure, but always stood in front of her like a hen protecting her chicks, using her unique jokes and seemingly inappropriate way to firmly stand in front of her and dissolve all the heaviness and uneasiness.
A strong sour taste mixed with a surging warm current, like a flood bursting through a dam, suddenly rushed to the tip of the nose and went straight to the eye sockets.
She remembered that two years ago, she had just struggled out of the nightmare called marriage but actually was purgatory. She was covered with scars, her heart was as dead as a tree, her reputation was in disgrace, and the whole world was gloomy.
It was this delicate and petite aunt in front of her, who seemed as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind, who was like an unreasonable but extremely hot light, tearing apart the dark veil of her world.
Unlike others, my aunt did not try to persuade her to accept her fate, endure it, or find someone else to rely on. Instead, she stood in front of her with her hands on her slender waist, pointing at her nose and cursing:
"Nangong Yue! Listen up and stand up! You are the flawless pearl held in the palm of the hand of the Emperor and Empress of Yan Kingdom! You are the most honorable Princess of Yan Kingdom!
You're a true phoenix, reborn from the ashes! Not a dodder clinging to men! How much are your tears worth? Hold back your tears for me, princess!
Stand up! We earn our own money and spend it ourselves, and live the way we want! Let’s piss off those blind bastards!”
It was this aunt who, despite all the rumors, dragged her into the turbulent business world.
He taught her step by step, stroke by stroke, how to read those tadpole-like accounts, how to fight for every inch of land at the negotiation table where verbal sparring was fierce, and how to see through the evil spirits hiding under the skin of those old foxes.
When she was so angry that she hid under the quilt and cried, it was her aunt who rolled up her sleeves, carried her father (the emperor's) "imperial sword" and rushed to the scene to seek justice;
When she finally managed to overcome a difficult challenge and achieved some minor success, it was her aunt who smiled even brighter than hers and wanted to announce it to the world with drums and gongs.
"My Yueyue is the best little phoenix in the world!"
In the past two years, she has experienced a sense of fulfillment and freedom from within that she has never experienced before. With her wisdom and ability, she can make countless people sincerely respect and fear her;
She can live as she pleases, with her head held high, and no longer has to rely on anyone; she has the confidence and dignity that truly belongs to her and is indestructible.
She finally realized that true happiness never relies on a man's vague promises, but on the power firmly in her own hands!
She can choose to enter the siege of marriage, or she can choose to enjoy the freedom of being single; she can embrace the sweetness of love to her heart's content, but she will never break her wings that soar into the sky!
"Aunt..."
Nangong Yue's voice was filled with a strong, uncontrollable nasal tone, her eye sockets instantly turned red, and a layer of crystal mist quickly spread up, blurring her vision.
She looked at Dongfang Yuning, the little woman who was obviously a few years younger than herself but had given her a second life and reshaped her entire soul. Thousands of words and gratitude were choked in her throat, and finally turned into the simplest and most weighty three words:
"Thank you."
This trembling, choked "thank you" was like a stone dropped into a calm lake, instantly shattering the warm and playful atmosphere within Fengyi Palace. The air seemed to freeze.
Dongfang Qiwu looked at the tears and endless gratitude flashing in his daughter's eyes, and saw his sister's face change from cunning to helpless and distressed in an instant. His heart was also in turmoil, full of emotion, and warm tears finally slid silently across her well-maintained cheeks.
Dongfang Yuning was completely stunned. Nangong Yue's red eyes and the heavy gratitude that almost overflowed from her were like a gentle hammer, accurately hitting the tip of her heart, making it sore, soft, and swollen.
What she hated most was seeing Yueyue cry, especially this kind of heartfelt and unreserved expression of true feelings.
She almost jumped off the chair in a panic, and rushed straight to Nangong Yue like a small cannonball. She tried to tiptoe and stretched out her two thin arms, trying clumsily and eagerly to hug her niece who was much taller than her.
[118! Emergency! Invisible ultra-soft tissues! Yueyue is crying! It's all because of Shen Huli's excessive teasing! No, it's all because of this damn, overwhelmingly touching atmosphere!]
She was in a state of panic.
System 118 code emits an extremely soft, soothing warm yellow glow:
[Ding! Emotional energy overload! Invisible tissue generator crashes! Highest priority suggestion: Host! Generate power with love! Melt the tears with your warm embrace!]
"Oh! Silly Yue'er! What are you thanking me for?"
Dongfang Yuning tried to stand on tiptoe, his arms tightly wrapped around Nangong Yue's slender but powerful waist, and his furry little head rubbed against her fragrant neck again and again. His voice was deliberately raised, with exaggerated ease and a strong, almost overflowing doting.
"This princess has heard it so many times that her ears are calloused! I've said it eight hundred times! You are a phoenix! You are destined to soar into the sky, a phoenix that everyone will look up to!"
She raised her little face, stretched out her tender white hands, and clumsily but extremely gently wiped away the crystal tears that kept rolling down the corners of Nangong Yue's eyes.
At this moment, her little face was devoid of the usual playful smile and cunningness, leaving only unprecedented seriousness and incomparable pride:
"You are the priceless pearl that the Emperor's brother-in-law and the Empress cherish at the top of their hearts! You are my precious treasure that I, Dongfang Yuning, would risk my life to protect!
You deserve all the best things in this world! You deserved it before! You deserve it now! You deserve it even more in the future! Even the gods can’t change that! If anyone dares to say no, I will be the first to let my dogs bite him until he loses his mind!
She deliberately bared her little white teeth and waved her intimidating little fists, trying to dispel the heartbreaking tears.
Nangong Yue looked at her aunt's cute appearance, who was obviously heartbroken and had red eyes, but still pretended to be tough to comfort her. Listening to those words that had been engraved in her bones and gave her endless strength, her tears fell more fiercely and quickly like pearls with a broken string.
She bent down, no longer caring about the dignity of the eldest princess, stretched out her arms, and tightly and forcefully hugged back this petite aunt who had given her a whole new world, and buried her tear-stained face deeply in the crook of her neck, which had a faint sweet milk fragrance (?) and the familiar scent of melon seeds.
At this moment, she was no longer the high and mighty eldest princess, but just a child who had finally found a warm harbor where she could fully release her vulnerability.
"Um...I'm Phoenix..."
With heavy, uncontrollable sobs, she repeated it over and over in Dongfang Yuning's ear, as if to confirm, or as if to swear.
"It's a phoenix reborn from the ashes... soaring into the sky..."
Queen Dongfang Qiwu quietly and tenderly looked at the two people hugging each other in front of her. One was her blood-related daughter who had finally blossomed after going through hardships, and the other was her sister who was as close as her life, eccentric but full of wisdom.
Watching her daughter finally break free from the quagmire, find a good marriage, and be reborn; watching her sister use her unique, seemingly eccentric but powerful way to protect and lead Yue'er towards a broader sky.
Her heart was filled with an indescribable feeling of fullness and relief, and warm tears finally slid down silently, dripping onto the luxurious phoenix robe.
Inside Fengyi Palace, the aroma of tea wafted through the air, and warm sunlight blanketed the ground in golden light. At this moment, three women of distinguished status and distinct personalities dissolved the distinction between ruler and subject, blurring the differences in generation. Only the purest, strongest bond of blood, of mutual understanding and cherishment remained.
The worries buried deep in the heart, the relief, the surging gratitude and the silently flowing blessings all melted into the warmth of this tight embrace, and into the hot, salty yet extremely sweet tears.
【118……】
Dongfang Yuning hugged Nangong Yue, who was still sobbing slightly, tightly in his arms, feeling the Queen's gentle gaze enveloping him, and his heart seemed to be soaked by the warm sun, full, soft and warm.
[Although Yue'er crying like a cat is a bit embarrassing for her as the eldest princess...but...]
118: [Ding! Comprehensive Emotional Analysis: Host's Relief Value is MAX! Touching Value is MAX! Raising a Phoenix Cub (Phoenix) has achieved a MAXIMUM sense of accomplishment! The Ultimate Achievement, 'My Daughter Has Grown Up,' has been achieved! System Reward: A Virtual Invincible Crispy Sunflower Seed Gift Pack! (Code happily throwing flowers to celebrate.jpg)]
The villain in Dongfang Yuning's heart rolled his eyes:
[…Stingy system! But…]
She tilted her head slightly, looking at Nangong Yue's tear marks, which were still radiant and astonishingly beautiful, as if washed by spring rain. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise high, revealing a sly and extremely satisfied smile.
Seeing our little phoenix finally find her own sycamore branch, and even a vixen-like housekeeper offering all her belongings as a gift... this feeling, tsk, is truly indescribable! Hehe, Fox Shen, now it's my turn to treat you, my future nephew-in-law, well!
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