Chapter 85
Emperor Chengyuan glanced at the Empress Dowager and said, "Qinghe is a royal princess, but she has no manners whatsoever that a princess of the imperial family should have. She acts like a crazy girl, reckless and shameless, and has completely disgraced the royal family. I order her to be locked up in the princess's residence and properly disciplined. She will be released when she has learned to behave properly."
Empress Dowager Liang's expression was quite a sight to behold.
Would an older brother belittle his younger sister like that?
If word gets out, Qinghe's reputation will be completely ruined. Who would want to marry a princess whom even her own brother despises?
The emperor is ruining Qinghe's future!
Moreover, Empress Dowager Liang always felt that Emperor Chengyuan was using veiled criticism to attack someone else.
But the Empress Dowager dared not contradict the Emperor and cautiously pleaded for her daughter, "Qinghe is still young and her temperament is a bit unsteady. I will teach her properly in the future. I'm afraid that keeping her locked up in the mansion to teach her manners will frighten her."
Emperor Chengyuan raised an eyebrow. “She’s seventeen already, is that still a child? As a royal princess, she should shoulder the responsibilities of the imperial family. How can we allow her to continue acting so recklessly? Mother, don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
Empress Dowager Liang opened her mouth, knowing that the emperor was getting impatient. If she spoke again, he might try to "show his respect" to her with sandalwood.
Empress Dowager Liang could only slink away in disgrace.
She can only endure it for now; it's alright, the emperor can't be triumphant forever.
Prince Li left behind many children; they still have a chance!
Besides, the woman the emperor admired might be their breakthrough point.
Humans are inherently selfish, and it's impossible for two people to have absolute trust. If used properly, they can successfully sow discord and deliver a heavy blow to a tyrant.
Only by comforting herself in this way could Empress Dowager Liang avoid completely collapsing and going mad under the terrifying pressure of Emperor Chengyuan.
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After Empress Dowager Liang left, palace servants quickly came in to clean the Hall of Mental Cultivation and lit peach blossom incense made by Wen Xin herself to dispel the fragrance emanating from Empress Dowager Liang.
Although Emperor Chengyuan no longer used sandalwood, the palace servants still dared not be careless.
The little seedling walked in with a bow, and knelt down to pay his respects to the emperor.
"Your Majesty, news has come from Peach Blossom Manor that the Lady seems to be in a very good mood today. She personally went to pick peach blossoms and said she would make peach blossom cakes tonight. The Lady also instructed the kitchen to prepare several more dishes, all of which are your favorites."
Emperor Chengyuan suddenly stood up and strode outside. "Prepare the horses, let's go to Peach Blossom Manor."
Little Seedling: "..."
Mo Zhi: "..."
Your Majesty, there's no need to be in such a hurry. There are still several hours until nightfall!
However, they could understand His Majesty's eagerness as a bachelor to get married.
In the kitchen of Peach Blossom Manor, Wen Xin was kneading dough.
After her inner conflict was resolved, she was indeed in a much better mood.
Wen Xin didn't want to stay cooped up in her dorm room all the time, so she wanted to make dumplings for lunch herself.
Qingyu and the others weren't alarmed or afraid that the kitchen work would hurt her. They all crowded around her in the kitchen, supporting her in whatever she did.
His Majesty said that they only need to follow the lady's lead and do not need to be extremely cautious in everything they do.
That would only increase her psychological burden.
All they had to do was make sure the lady didn't get hurt; as long as she was happy, that was all that mattered.
With the care and encouragement of Emperor Chengyuan and Qingyu, Wen Xin's personality has indeed become more and more cheerful. Her clear eyes are filled with bright light, and her smile is sweet and soft, making His Majesty and everyone in Peach Blossom Manor feel extremely accomplished.
They are like responsible parents, wholeheartedly cultivating their child's self-confidence, wanting only for her to grow up carefree.
At this moment, Wen Xin suddenly felt that the kitchen had become quiet.
She looked up and was surprised to find that everyone else had left the kitchen.
A large hand reached out and gently wiped the flour off her face.
She turned her gaze and saw the man's handsome, smiling face reflected in her eyes, so gentle that it made her heart race.
Their eyes met, their feelings lingered, and an ambiguous atmosphere developed, so sweet that it was impossible to resist.
Wen Xin's pretty face flushed, and she said softly, "Why did you come at this hour?"
Emperor Chengyuan's eyes shone like starlight, so gentle it was intoxicating. "I missed you."
Wen Xin bit her lip lightly and said softly, "Didn't you say you wouldn't appear in front of me for the time being?"
Emperor Chengyuan sighed softly, his palm resting on her cheek, his deep eyes filled with tenderness and affection, "I know you wanted to see me, so I came."
Wen Xin's eyes were like water as she gently shook her head, "I...I didn't."
Emperor Chengyuan chuckled, "Alright, no, it's just that I can't bear the pain of unrequited love."
Wen Xin scolded him, "I wonder who's been robbing women every night?"
"Yes, it is I!"
Emperor Chengyuan was a true man; he dared to do something and dared to admit it.
Men, in order to win the heart of a beautiful woman, shouldn't be too concerned about their pride.
“I cannot bear to be without you even for a day, Ah Xin. My longing for you is so intense that even a king cannot bear it.”
Wen Xin blushed even more, her voice becoming incredibly soft, clearly moved by the emperor's sweet words.
"You, how come you're so glib?"
Where is there any trace of an emperor's unapproachability?
Emperor Chengyuan leaned down and touched her forehead, "Every word I say comes from the bottom of my heart. In front of you, the emperor is just an ordinary man who is devoted to you."
"Baby, please stop giving me the silent treatment, okay?"
Wen Xin's eyelashes trembled slightly, her heart filled with sweetness. She smiled, "If I still wanted to ignore you, I would have turned around and left just now. Why would I be here arguing with you?"
Emperor Chengyuan chuckled softly, reached out and pulled her into his arms, rubbing his cheek against hers with delight, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
"My darling, I love you more and more!"
"You're being indecent again! You're being improper!"
Wen Xin blushed and buried her face in his chest, her tone sounding like a complaint, but actually full of shy coquettishness.
His Majesty the Emperor was completely captivated by the gentle, soft girl in his arms.
As for serious matters?
Is it possible for a man to marry a beautiful young woman he truly desires?
Wen Xin raised her head. "Let me go."
Emperor Chengyuan: "I won't release him!"
The soft, round thing he held in his arms—should His Majesty let go of it?
Dream on!
Wen Xin: "...I still want to make dumplings!"
Why is this man always like this?
He was the emperor!
Emperor Chengyuan coughed lightly and released her. "I'll help you."
Wen Xin looked at him with some doubt, "You can?"
His Majesty the Emperor disagreed, saying, "It's just making dumplings."
He can conquer the world and take control of the entire country, so how could making dumplings be difficult for him?
As it turns out, even an emperor who is skilled in both civil administration and military affairs has his share of challenges.
Emperor Chengyuan stared intently at the broken dumpling in his hand, his aura terrifying.
If this dumpling were alive, His Majesty the Emperor would probably shout in fury, "Guards, drag it out and chop it up!"
Wen Xin suppressed a laugh, rescued the ugly and broken dumpling from his hand, and quickly shaped it.
Emperor Chengyuan stared at the dumplings, which had become beautiful in her hands, his brows furrowed. "Why do they rebel when they're in my hands?"
Wen Xin: "..."
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