Chapter 328 Sense of Security
“My wife, being a wise ruler and loving only one person are not mutually exclusive. I am not a selfless person. Everyone says that the country comes before the family, but in my heart, I am first your husband, and then the monarch of a country.”
"If it weren't for you, my wife, I wouldn't be where I am today. The court officials and the people accept me as the emperor, so they must accept the emperor's decision to only have an empress. Trust me, I will handle this well. If one day I really can't resolve this, and they force me to choose between the throne and you, of course I will choose you. I will find another monarch that the court officials and the people are satisfied with, and then I will take you and elope far away."
As Wen Zhiming whispered in Meng Lingge's ear, he gently undressed her, stripping her completely naked.
Meng Lingge was moved to tears by his words, and also captivated by his skillful techniques.
Does this bad man have his brain and body separate?
They always say the most serious things while doing the most unserious things.
This left her mind in a complete mess, unable to refute a single point.
The man, taking advantage of her advances, not only conquered her body but also sought to possess her heart.
“From now on, I will stay with my wife every night. If I come back late, my wife should go to sleep first. No matter how late it is, I will definitely come back. Since it is because I don’t give my wife enough security that she is overthinking, then I will be closer to her, more loving, and more passionate with her…”
"My wife, is this enough? How about this, or this..."
He was particularly awful tonight, insisting on waiting for Meng Lingge's reply, and he was full of tricks and energy.
After Meng Lingge became pregnant, the two of them had been more restrained and hadn't been so unrestrained for a long time. She seriously suspected that the scoundrel's words about giving her a sense of security were fake, and that his true intention was to indulge his own desires.
Just meeting those deep, affectionate eyes, seeing the man carefully protecting her abdomen, and hearing him murmur her name when he was deeply in love, Meng Lingge felt as if she were floating on clouds, her soul soaring to the heavens.
The two fooled around for a long time, and by the time the wind and rain stopped, it was almost midnight, and all was quiet.
Their hair was intertwined, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next day, Meng Lingge woke up at exactly 9:00 AM. The bedside was empty, but she could smell a fresh autumn fragrance. Meng Lingge slowly got up and noticed that there were several budding osmanthus flowers in the vase on the table.
A few dewdrops remained on the surface, indicating that it had been there for several hours.
Meng Lingge picked up the vase, brought it close to her nose, and found it even more fragrant.
Wen Zhiming was too busy to spend time with her in the morning, so he even went out of his way to pick fresh flowers so that she could constantly feel the presence of this scoundrel of a man.
Meng Lingge smiled, recalling Wen Zhiming's determined efforts to give her a sense of security yesterday, and felt her cheeks burning.
She was willing to make concessions so that Wen Zhiming would not be bothered by court officials or questioned by the people, but Wen Zhiming was devoted to her and willing to give up the world for her alone.
If that's the case, why should she make things difficult for herself and force herself to give her husband to another woman?
Such a good husband, capable of governing the country and conquering the world, considerate and gentle outside the bed, and a powerful and virile man in bed, why should he be given to other women?
Wen Zhiming is right. Since we honor him as emperor, we must accept his thoughts and decisions. If we really can't accept them, then we can simply resign as emperor.
She doesn't want a purely devoted emperor; she does.
She didn't care whether Wen Zhiming was an emperor or a commoner.
With their abilities, they could live a good life even without being emperors or empresses.
Once Meng Lingge understood this, she felt completely refreshed and her steps became light.
Qiu Lan knocked on the door and entered.
“Miss, before the Prince left, he specifically told me not to wake you. I only dared to knock on the door because I heard noises coming from your room.”
Qiu Lan didn't know when Wen Zhiming arrived last night, but it certainly wasn't early. And he left so early this morning, so he obviously hadn't slept for more than a few hours.
In a few days, the young lady will be moving into the palace with him. Qiu Lan really doesn't understand why the prince is in such a hurry. He can't even wait for the last two days and is traveling day and night.
The young lady's feelings for the prince are so deep, does the prince really think she will run away?
However, Qiu Lan saw that Meng Lingge had a gentle smile on her face and her eyes were kind, and it seemed that she understood a little more.
As Meng Lingge was being helped to wash and groom herself by Qiu Lan, her gaze fell on Qiu Lan's wrist.
"Your injury hasn't healed yet, let Green Water or someone else do it."
Qiu Lan continued working, explaining, "Lu Shui is distraught because of her brother's situation, Chun Hong and Xia Zi haven't returned yet, and I'm worried about the others. Besides, my wounds have almost healed. My bodyguard Jiang Lin gave me a bottle of medicine; it doesn't hurt or itch after I applied it, and it heals quickly."
The guards were often injured, and they were indeed given highly effective medicines, but these medicines were rare, and each person was given at most one bottle.
Jiang Lin actually gave the whole bottle to Qiu Lan. It seems he might be a little attracted to her. Jiang Lin is reliable and meticulous. If he could be with Qiu Lan, they would be a good match.
The maids are all getting on in years. Dongqing's fate is unknown. It would be best if the remaining three maids and Lushui could all find someone to entrust their lives to, so that even if she and Wen Zhiming were to run away together one day, they would have no worries about the future.
Meng Lingge nodded and said, "Jiang Lin is a reliable person, and this medicine is also rare. We can't just take things from someone for nothing. The secret guards like weapons, so you can arrange to go to the street and give him a good weapon. You can withdraw the money from the treasury."
Qiu Lan understood the implication in Meng Lingge's words and was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.
"Who's going out with me to exchange gifts? Miss, please don't tease me."
Seeing her expression, Meng Lingge knew that this little girl was not indifferent to Jiang Lin. Knowing that she was embarrassed, she went along with her and said, "Alright, alright, I'm the one who needs to go to the street. Chunhong and Xiazi will be back by noon at the latest. I'll take you and Lushui to the street to make some preparations first."
Even if they couldn't find Guan's parents, or if something unexpected happened, Chunhong and Xiazi would still send someone back to let them know first.
After the master and servant finished washing and dressing, they called Lushui to join them. They arranged the newly recruited servants in the purchased courtyard, creating several advantageous positions for observation, and waited for the Guan family parents to come forward for an exciting family reunion.
At noon, Chunlan and Xiazi finally returned, looking travel-worn.
“Miss, without Guan Yi’an, the Guan family has become increasingly destitute and miserable. They have pawned their old house, and the two old people are living in a cowshed that they know. They are hungry and cold every day, and Guan’s mother’s health is getting worse and worse. When she heard that her son had returned to the capital and was rich and powerful, she fainted on the spot. We found a doctor for her and she only woke up today. After she woke up, she kept urging us to take her to see her son as soon as possible.”
Meng Lingge had expected the true colors of Guan's parents, but she hadn't anticipated that they were living a worse life than she had imagined. In fact, this was a good thing for Meng Lingge.
If that person were Guan Yi'an, seeing his parents reduced to this state would surely have moved him to some extent.
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