Chapter 115 It’s so good (End of the text)
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and the morning light, as thin as a veil, quietly penetrated through the carved window lattices, shining on the brocade quilt, scattering a soft light.
Shen Xingwan had a good night's sleep and woke up in a daze, his eyelashes trembling slightly. Before he could fully regain consciousness, his body was already firmly held in a warm embrace.
She moved, and her nose brushed against a familiar chest. The man's heartbeat was steady, with a reassuring warmth.
"woke up?"
Yan Jinghuan's voice was low and soft, whispering in her ear, with the lazy and hoarse voice that was unique to waking up.
Shen Xingwan curled the corners of her lips slightly, and when she opened her eyes, she met those bottomless black eyes.
He was looking down at her, his eyes filled with doting and soft light, and he raised his hand to gently stroke her delicate cheek, with utmost tenderness, as if he was caressing the most precious treasure in the world.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked in a low voice.
Shen Xingwan nodded, buried her face in his chest, and said softly: "Very good, I haven't had such a good sleep in a long time."
Yan Jinghuan chuckled and tightened his grip on her hand slightly.
She didn't say anything else, but just leaned against him quietly, feeling the warmth of his palm slowly tracing across her back.
After a long time, his hand gradually moved down, his movements became more and more affectionate, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his voice hoarse: "I miss you."
Shen Xingwan's breath hitched, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. The next moment, his warm and cool lips slowly slid from her forehead, fell on her eyelids, cheeks, and finally to her lips, lingering and restrained.
She didn't push him away, but responded gently, her fingertips gently caressing the scar on his back.
But gradually, the kiss became deeper and deeper, with undisguised desire.
His hands covered her waist, his body leaned forward slightly, his eyes burning, "Xingwan..."
"no......"
Shen Xingwan snorted softly and raised her hand to hold back his approaching body.
He paused, frowned slightly, and restrained himself from asking, "What's wrong?"
Shen Xingwan bit her lip, her eyes full of sweetness and tenderness: "I...I'm...pregnant."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room suddenly fell silent for a few breaths.
Yan Jinghuan stood there in a daze, as if he couldn't react.
He stared at her, his puzzled eyes gradually turning into shock, and then his eyes gradually filled with unprecedented ecstasy!
"What did you say? You...are pregnant? Is that true?"
Shen Xingwan nodded gently, and turned her head away shyly, avoiding his burning gaze: "It has been confirmed for more than a month, but the palace changes have continued, and I have never found a suitable time to tell you."
"You were seriously injured yesterday, and I was worried that you would be distracted..."
Before she could finish her words, Yan Jinghuan hugged her tightly.
He was very strong, as if he wanted to completely embrace her into his body, and he trembled and choked: "I have a child... We have a child, Xingwan... We have a child..."
He lowered his head, and his trembling hands fell on her belly, gently stroking the flat belly that had not yet shown any sign of pregnancy.
"Here... this little life is our flesh and blood..." As he spoke, a faint red mark appeared at the corner of his eye.
Shen Xingwan looked at him like this, her heart aching and soft, she raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek.
"I just found out a few days ago... There's actually a little life living here. It's so incredible."
"You have been fighting bloody battles these past few days. I couldn't see you, and I didn't dare tell you, for fear that you would worry and be distracted."
Yan Jinghuan lowered his head and sucked away the tears that rolled down her cheeks, "I will definitely protect you."
Shen Xingwan smiled lightly, but her voice was particularly firm: "I'm not afraid. With you here, I've never been afraid."
Yan Jinghuan lowered his head and kissed her belly gently again, his movements extremely solemn: "Good child...grow up obediently and be born safely. Daddy and mommy are waiting for you."
She blushed at what he said, and couldn't help but hit him: "Who is the daddy?"
But he held her hand, his eyes full of joy and smile.
"I am your husband, and naturally the father of your child. Do you still want to regret it?"
She glared at him, but also smiled.
The two of them hugged each other and snuggled quietly on the brocade couch where the morning light shone.
Outside, magpies are flying on the branches, and the spring is in the air.
In the next few days, the political situation quickly stabilized.
With the assistance of Yan Jinghuan, Wei Zihui promulgated benevolent policies, reduced taxes, rectified officials, provided disaster relief and assured the people, which won the support of the people.
Yan Jinghuan, on the other hand, coordinated everything behind the scenes, neither taking power nor giving it up. In the name of regent, he protected the new emperor and intimidated court officials.
In the court, old ministers were terrified, new nobles were hesitant, undercurrents were surging, but no one dared to cause chaos openly.
Half a month later, the new emperor bestowed rewards lavishly.
In the Golden Palace, Wei Zihui personally conferred titles on everyone.
"Appoint Shen Yunchao as the Great General of the Nation, commanding all the troops in the country, and grant him marriage to Princess Wei Liyue, the Protector of the Nation. I hope the two of them will live in harmony and work together for the common good."
"Appoint Xing Zhou as the commander of the Imperial Guards, and command the Black Armor Army."
All the ministers bowed.
Yan Jinghuan was conferred the title of Regent King Shengwu, and was allowed to enter the court without kneeling, to praise or bow without naming his name, and to wear a sword and shoes when entering the palace.
For a time, the Regent King Shengwu had absolute power over the government and his status was second only to the emperor, and all officials bowed to him.
Shen Xingwan was also named the Princess of the Fu Kingdom, and the imperial edict of enthronement personally wrote: "The etiquette of the Central Palace is as virtuous as the heaven and earth."
This glory was announced to the world by the new emperor himself.
In the court, all the ministers shouted "Long live the emperor", with golden armors and red robes fluttering, and the people celebrated with singing and dancing.
Shen Xingwan stood on the jade steps, wearing a newly made shawl, a phoenix crown and a golden hairpin, looking gorgeous and dignified.
She watched quietly as thousands of people bowed in the court, and her heart was filled with warmth.
She turned and looked at Yan Jinghuan who was standing beside her.
He was seen wearing a dark golden python robe, a purple gold nine-dragon crown on his head, with stern features and unparalleled elegance.
He turned his head and gently extended his hand to her.
Shen Xingwan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and raised her hand to slowly place it on his palm.
The two held hands tightly and walked slowly hand in hand under the watchful eyes of everyone.
The spring breeze blows and the flowers bloom.
The once bloody Wei Kingdom finally ushered in a truly peaceful and prosperous era at this moment.
It is spring and the weather is bright and cheerful. It is a rare auspicious day that comes once in a lifetime.
Red silk lanterns were hung early in front of the Shen Mansion, a golden plaque was hung above the door lintel, the red door was opened, a red carpet was spread on the ground, and the sound of gongs and drums rang out from the end of the alley, spreading the joy all the way to the depths of the main hall.
In just one year, the world has changed dramatically. The new dynasty has just been established and all industries are waiting to be developed.
But today, there is laughter and joy everywhere, and the house is full of guests.
General Shen Yunchao, the guardian of the country, married Princess Wei Liyue, the protector of the country. Although they were pillars of the country and respected princesses, the two did not set up a new residence, nor did they live in the princess's residence given by the new emperor. Instead, they chose Shen's mansion and held a wedding banquet in the mansion to entertain relatives and friends and complete the wedding.
The grandness and warmth of this wedding was rare in the world.
Red candles were shining brightly, pearl curtains were hanging low, and gauze curtains were colorful like clouds. Everyone in the Shen Mansion, from top to bottom, was beaming with joy.
Duke Shen's face was all red, and he stood in front of the hall with a smile that made the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smooth out. When he saw the visitor, he went forward to shake hands and drink, repeatedly cheering: "We in Yunchao are very happy today, everyone, don't be reserved, drink, everyone, drink to your heart's content!"
The guests in the hall were all important officials of the court. Seeing him so happy, they all smiled happily and were willing to accompany him to the end.
The bride, Wei Liyue, wore a phoenix coronet and bridal robe, and her face was as red as the clouds. After the ceremony, she was led into the bridal chamber by a palace maid.
At that moment, the world was quiet, as if time had stopped on her gentle back.
Soon, General Shen put down his wine glass, kept saying that he was not drunk enough, and ran straight to the bridal chamber with a red silk draped over his shoulders.
"General Shen is drunk!" a guest laughed.
"It's just right to be drunk! How can you not be drunk when you are so happy?" Another person clapped his hands and laughed.
So everyone stood up and went to the bridal chamber to make a fuss.
The entire Shen Mansion, from the front yard to the backyard, was decorated with lights and colors, and it was bustling with activity. From the little servants to the old maids, everyone had a big smile on their faces.
What's even more rare is that the new emperor Wei Zihui actually came in person to congratulate the Chen family on their wedding.
He was not wearing a crown today, but a casual robe. Following behind him was the lively and cute little Lingling, who was cute and adorable, with a beautiful smile.
At this moment, in the backyard of the Shen Mansion, under the rose trellis with sparse shadows, a carved chaise longue was placed by the water.
Shen Xingwan was lying on the couch, wearing a thin shirt and holding a cup of fresh scented tea, drinking it slowly.
Yan Jinghuan, wearing a dark blue robe, leaned behind her, his fingertips entwined with her falling hair, stroking it over and over again.
Shen Xingwan was amused by his clinging. She gently pushed him and said angrily, "Why are you clinging to me all day? I didn't know you were so clingy before."
"There are countless guests in the palace today. You don't want to go to the front to help entertain them, but you have the nerve to hide in the backyard and take a break? Or, do you not have to deal with the mountains of government affairs that are piled up?"
Yan Jinghuan smiled softly and looked at her lazily, "My last name is not Wei. Zihui's world should be managed by himself."
He leaned over, resting his head on her shoulder, his breath warm: "I only protect you..."
Shen Xingwan was helpless, chuckled and shook his head.
She looked up and saw the roses not far away were in full bloom, with petals fluttering, looking charming and attractive.
As night falls, the sky turns dark blue and lanterns light up one after another under the flower branches, swaying in the light.
Mother Shen was holding a pink baby in her arms, making her giggle. The sound was soft and joyful, floating under the flowers with the night wind, like clouds and dreams.
Mother Shen smiled softly, with a gentle expression, and whispered to the baby girl "Yi Yi Ya Ya" and laughed, occasionally looking over here, her eyes full of comfort.
Feiyun held a small rattle in her hand, smiled and came close to tease her. She stretched out her hand to grab it, but her little hand was too short to reach it. Feiyun was so amused that she laughed her heart out.
The pink little baby girl had a fair and tender face, big and bright eyes, and her lips curled up when she smiled. She looked very similar to Shen Xingwan.
The little baby raised his soft little hands and giggled at the fireworks rising into the night sky.
Fireworks burst into life, illuminating the sky with silver light, like clouds exploding or flowers in full bloom.
Shen Xingwan also smiled, her brows were gentle, but there was a hint of tears in her eyes.
She looked up at the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky. There was a light in her eyes and the clusters of blooming fireworks were dazzling.
After a long while, she curled her lips and said, "That's great."
(End of text)
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