Therefore, Shu Zhongjing had no choice but to send someone to invite him, and brought with him many rewards.
Now that Shu Chengfeng has come here, it won't be so easy for him to be invited back.
He knew in his heart that His Majesty wished he could die here, but His Majesty could not stand the pressure and urging from his ministers.
Even if he wanted to depose the crown prince, he couldn't face the impact of the discord between the royal father and son on the world.
Because he did not have complete control over all the power in the world.
When Shu Chengfeng returned to Yannangui, he seemed to be in a very good mood.
"Oh, Your Highness has arrived. I heard there are rewards? Are there any good things? Why won't you give any to me?" Yan Nangui said with a smile.
"What's so good about it? Do you want it?" Shu Chengfeng sat down. "Want to go back to the manor?"
"It doesn't matter where we stay. But since Your Highness says so, does that mean we're going back soon?"
“Yes.” Shu Chengfeng looked at her: “It’s hot, and you don’t want to go out.”
"I'm lazy, it's too sunny." Yan Nangui smiled and handed him a slice of freshly cut watermelon.
Shu Chengfeng refused to accept it and just looked at her.
Yan Nangui smiled and used a small fork to feed him, saying, "Your Highness, please eat."
Shu Chengfeng ate a few pieces.
Chilled watermelon is perfect to eat at this time of year, but there aren't many watermelons available at the end of May.
There's no shortage of wild geese returning south, but this stuff is cold in nature, so it's not suitable for her to eat too much of it.
Each time, she was given very little.
“Next month is the Duke of Ningguo’s birthday, his sixtieth birthday, so we’ll have to celebrate it in a big way. He’s turning sixty this year,” Shu Chengfeng said.
“That’s His Highness’s proper in-laws’ family, so we have to go,” Yan Nangui said with a smile.
The Duke of Ningguo was the Crown Princess's biological grandfather.
"Let's go back before then." He didn't need His Majesty to urge him three or four times; going back sooner would probably just be seen as impatient in His Majesty's eyes.
But what does it matter?
He doesn't care about these little things.
“Okay,” Yan Nangui said with a smile.
Soon, Shu Chengfeng told them about his upcoming return, naturally mentioning that the Duke of Ningguo's birthday was approaching.
The Crown Princess was very pleased to hear this, as she had been worried that His Highness the Crown Prince might not care about the matter.
After more than a year, she couldn't wait to make her presence felt in her parents' home.
This infuriated Ye Liangdi.
But with Aunt Lu around, she could surely persuade her to stay.
Sure enough, when His Majesty sent someone to invite him a second time, the Crown Prince agreed.
In fact, the Crown Prince's injuries had almost healed, but the wounds were still somewhat red and swollen, and inevitably a little painful.
It left a scar, not very aesthetically pleasing in shape, but not very large in area.
The main reason was that we were in too much of a hurry when we pulled out the poisoned arrow, and we didn't remove it properly, so a piece of flesh came out with it.
Fortunately, he was pulled out in time, otherwise he would have died.
This is the most serious wound on the Crown Prince's body to date.
As the passion subsided that evening, Yan Nangui gently touched the circular scar and said, "This can't have been suffered for nothing."
Shu Chengfeng simply hummed softly.
"Your Highness is so pitiful." Yan Nangui's voice was still hoarse as she reached out and kissed him on the chest.
Shu Chengfeng's hand tightened, unsure whether it was because of the kiss or because of those words.
Then he decided to remain silent.
Soon, the person in my arms fell asleep.
Shu Chengfeng frowned slightly in the darkness.
Pitiful?
Is he pitiful? He is the noble crown prince, the heir apparent, the future emperor. Is he pitiful?
What does this word have to do with him?
Who would dare say he's pitiful?
No woman would dare to say such a thing.
But she dared, she said it.
This wasn't the first time she'd said something like that; she'd said similar things before when she was angry.
When she looked at him, it seemed she never saw just a prince, but also... a person with a tragic fate.
Yes, his life was also full of hardships.
But no one said it, or no one dared to say it, or no one saw it.
His aura was so dazzling that no one noticed these things.
They may have seen His Majesty's suppression and wariness of His Highness the Crown Prince, but what they couldn't see was a father's suppression and wariness of his own son.
They may have seen the Empress's urgency and pressure on the Crown Prince. But they still couldn't see the mother's urging and coercion towards her son.
How could a crown prince of a country have any family ties?
Shu Chengfeng himself has always thought so.
But the woman in his arms could always say these things so easily and casually.
Shu Chengfeng placed his hand on her slender, beautiful neck.
With just a little force, she will struggle, but her struggles are futile.
Soon, she will no longer have the strength to move.
And from then on, no one dared to say those words again.
But Shu Chengfeng didn't. He did place his hand on her neck, but only gently stroked it.
He was thinking a lot, but his body was telling the truth, and his hands were very gentle.
At that moment, he knew very well that he liked this woman very much.
That kind of fondness that I often long to see.
She's so interesting; her joys, sorrows, and everything in between are fascinating.
Moreover, she didn't do anything wrong. Is telling the truth wrong? No, she didn't.
Therefore, he will not kill her.
Not now, and not in the future.
Even if one day he were to seize military power from the Yan family, he still would not kill her.
She will hold a high position; at worst, she will lose favor.
So, at that moment, he grabbed her shoulders and kissed her fiercely.
Yan Nangui was thoroughly devoured in his sleep.
Even punching and kicking him in anger had no effect, and he successfully missed the greeting the next day.
Having eaten and drunk his fill, Shu Chengfeng was in a great mood and even gave away many gifts.
It's time to prepare to return to the capital. He never wanted to hide; he just wanted to rest. His ease reflects His Majesty's anxiety, doesn't it?
He is still young and has plenty of energy, so he doesn't feel tired at all.
Especially when I'm in a good mood.
They returned to the manor on the second day of the sixth lunar month. It was a suitable day for their return; the weather wasn't too hot, and it was a cloudy day.
Back at Jiyue Pavilion, Yan Nangui rested for a while.
Everyone came to pay their respects and recounted what had happened in the mansion recently.
There's nothing wrong with saying it; Consort Su isn't arrogant, and she manages things very well.
With the Crown Prince absent and the troublemakers taken away, they were all behaving themselves.
It's nothing more than a few minor squabbles among the lower-level staff; it's not a big deal.
However, on the morning of the second day after returning home, Murong Liangyuan asked for leave.
However, by the morning, the imperial physician had been summoned. The people in the mansion immediately had something to say. This was far too obvious.
Sure enough, when the Crown Prince returned in the afternoon, she invited him to her Jiangyun Garden.
Within half an hour, the news that Murong Liangyuan was pregnant spread.
Some are happy, some are sad, but some are indifferent, like the wild geese returning south.
She doesn't care if other people are pregnant.
Anyway, someone will get pregnant.
However, with Murong's pregnancy, the Crown Princess must be feeling anxious again.
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