Su Peisheng, who had followed from behind, wisely left space for the couple and retreated with Songzhi and the others.
Once only the two of them were left in the room, Yinzhen slowly opened his mouth and said, "Shilan, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
Tears soaked Qingyin's clothes, and only then did she realize that the usually serious and calm prince was crying. She raised her head and hugged Yinzhen back.
"Your Highness has done nothing wrong and does not need to apologize to me."
Qingyin gently touched Yinzhen, who had his head down. Because he had been raised in luxury since childhood, Yinzhen's hair was very long and felt great to the touch. Qingyin unconsciously touched it a few more times.
Yinzhen also adjusted his position appropriately, making it more suitable for Qingyin to pat his head. He didn't ask Qingyin what happened after she was kidnapped, nor did he ask who rescued her; Qingyin didn't answer either.
Qingyin had had her fill of touching and shyly let go of his hand, but Yinzhen grabbed it. Ever since Qingyin disappeared, Yinzhen had become even more anxious about her. Feeling insecure, he held Qingyin's hand tightly while looking up at her.
Qingyin then noticed Yinzhen's haggard appearance. His dark circles under his eyes made her wonder if he had been sleeping well these past few days. Looking at the pitiful Yinzhen, Qingyin let him hold her hand. She frowned slightly and asked, "Your Highness, you haven't been sleeping these past few days, have you?"
"I'm asleep." Yinzhen smiled gently, but the dark circles under his eyes made the words sound completely unconvincing.
Qingyin didn't believe it either. She forcefully pulled Yinzhen into the inner room, lay down, and rested. Yinzhen quietly followed her instructions, but he never let go of Qingyin's hand.
Perhaps it was because of staying up late the night before and the familiar environment, but Qingyin, who had only intended to help Yinzhen sleep for a while, also drifted off to sleep herself.
As soon as she closed her eyes, Yinzhen, who had seemed to be fast asleep, opened them again. Looking at this familiar face, Yinzhen hugged Qingyin and closed his eyes again, as if he had found a lost treasure.
Su Peisheng, who had been watching from outside the door for a long time without any movement, cautiously glanced inside and found that the two of them had fallen asleep together. He was relieved and quietly withdrew. He then asked Songzhi and the others to prepare food, waiting for the prince and his concubine to wake up so they could eat something hot. Only then did he relax and take a short nap himself.
These past few days, following the prince, the master hasn't slept well, and naturally, the head eunuch hasn't slept well either. Now that the concubine has returned, he can finally get a good night's sleep.
When Yinzhen woke up in the middle of the night, he was still a little dazed, afraid that what he had just dreamed was just a beautiful dream. He looked around nervously, but fortunately, the warm and soft body in his arms reminded him that this was not a dream. Only then did he feel at ease and quietly stare at Qingyin's lovely face.
A short while later, Qingyin slowly woke up. Seeing Qingyin about to wake up, Yinzhen subconsciously closed his eyes. Only after Qingyin opened her eyes and mumbled a few words did he pretend to have just woken up.
Qingyin didn't notice Yinzhen's little actions. When she saw Yinzhen wake up, she happily asked Songzhi to prepare food and washing up. She was told that everything was ready. Her already beautiful eyes were filled with joy, which also infected Yinzhen.
After changing clothes with Qingyin, the two went hand in hand to the side courtyard for a meal. A table full of delicious food was laid out, most of which were Qingyin's favorites. The servants in the mansion knew how to please people, and Yinzhen nodded to Su Peisheng with satisfaction.
With these favorite foods, Qingyin ate until she was stuffed, and Yinzhen's appetite also improved a lot. Enjoying the pleasing sight of Qingyin, he ate twice as much as he had in the previous two days.
Having eaten their fill, the two decided to relax and stroll around the courtyard. Qingtai Garden was specially built by Yinzhen for Qingyin, and it was one of the largest courtyards in the area. Knowing that Qingyin liked flowers such as peonies and roses, he even planted a miniature garden. With so many plants, insects were bound to appear, so Yinzhen devised many methods to control and repel them, fearing that they might bite Shilan, his beloved daughter. This little garden was also one of Fupei's favorite places to cause trouble, as he loved to pick out the most beautiful flowers and give them to his pretty mother.
This left Yinzhen speechless, who was trying to please Qingyin. Looking at his chubby son trying to curry favor, he angrily snatched several pieces of pastry and candy from him. Although they were a bit too sweet, Yinzhen was still quite satisfied with his unhappy chubby son.
The weather was already cold at this time of year, and fewer flowers were blooming in the courtyard. The best flowers were the fragrant jasmine, their pure white blossoms swaying gently in the wind, beautiful and captivating. But even these exquisite flowers paled in comparison to the woman approaching. Her beauty was unparalleled, transcending the mundane, a breathtaking splendor as if composed of the most beautiful things in the world. Yet this stunning woman was being led by the hand by a man, causing Bailey, disguised as a eunuch, to become green with envy, his eyes flashing with venomous glares at Yinzhen.
Yinzhen's attention was focused on his beautiful young wife, and he did not notice the hidden gaze.
Qingyin walked around the small garden a few times, and feeling that it was about time, the two of them slowly walked back into the house hand in hand.
The next day, after Yinzhen left, a jealous man couldn't wait to climb over the wall and enter Qingyin's room. Inside, Qingyin was sleeping soundly, but after a while, she felt something dirty disturbing her sleep. It kept tugging at her eyelashes, nose, and mouth, which made her so angry that she bit the culprit's hand.
The world finally quieted down, and Qingyin, undisturbed, continued to sleep.
Bailey stared blankly at the finger that had been gently bitten, then, as if infatuated, pressed closer to the wet finger, his nose twitching. "So fragrant, so adorable, like a proud little cat," the man thought, as he slowly licked the finger, sucking it meticulously and thoroughly until the fragrance faded. Only then did he reluctantly withdraw his hand and turn his gaze back to the beautiful woman sleeping soundly on the bed.
His appearance was so grotesque that even many skilled entertainers in the Kingdom of Demu would be ashamed of themselves.
When Qingyin opened her eyes and woke up, she was greeted by a huge, handsome face. She was so frightened that she almost slapped the man across the face, but Bailey caught her in the face with lightning speed.
Bailey looked at Qingyin with a wronged expression. He had waited quietly for an hour, and he hadn't been able to steal a kiss from his wife during that time. He had really suffered a lot! "Why is my wife hitting me as soon as she woke up?"
Qingyin stared at the man who showed no shame whatsoever, speechless. Who wouldn't be scared if a big eye was staring at you while you were sleeping? Although Qingyin didn't say anything, Bailey understood what she meant from her eyes.
He felt slightly guilty. Thinking of Yinzhen and Qingyin yesterday, he raised his head again, his eyes full of seduction, and even pretended to take off his clothes. "Please, Consort, do not pity me. Enjoy me."
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