71 Postscript
◎The way of husband and wife, your husband will teach you slowly◎
This night was recorded in the history of the Hu Zhou Dynasty as a night of "restoring order" and clearing the court of corrupt officials.
The next day, Emperor Jingren issued an edict reinstating Li Chengtai as Crown Prince and revoking all criminal edicts against the Crown Prince's allies. The Wu family was spared from exile, the Yan family was allowed to return to the Yan Mansion, and all officials were reinstated.
Unfortunately, Wu Minglu did not survive his injuries in prison and died with a smile on his face after receiving the imperial edict.
He Yingqing confessed to all his crimes, including the murder of the Liu brothers.
Li Youxu secretly forged weapons and recruited soldiers in the northern border. Magistrate Luo extorted large sums of money from the local gentry, and the Liu family also contributed a considerable amount. The Liu brothers overheard a confidential discussion and were ordered by He Yingqing to silence them.
After the failed assassination attempt on the crown prince sparked an imperial investigation, Li Youxu, realizing he had alerted the enemy, quickly dispatched Xu Shidao, who was lurking near Emperor Jingren, to poison him. While this scheme worsened the emperor's health, he also instructed Fang Jikai to feign support for the crown prince in court, in order to arouse the emperor's suspicions and then frame the crown prince for the poisoning.
He Yingqing and Fang Jikai were sentenced to immediate execution. After the execution, Yan Qizheng went to prison with the prince.
Li Youxu's hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked like any other prisoner. The prince stood outside the cell and sent three boxes inside.
The first box contained He Yingqing's head, and the second one naturally contained Fang Jikai's.
"It's a pity that you've confined Lord Fang, the most intelligent man around you, to your house. If he were in the palace at the time, it might not have been so easy to deceive your men."
"Do you still remember why Lord Fang was under house arrest?" Yan Qizhen's slightly sarcastic question made Li Youxu's face darken.
"Is this a play you two jointly put on?"
At this point, what else was there for Li Youxu to figure out? This woman had been lying to him since the moment she arrived with the divorce papers, from beginning to end!
And this Yan Qizheng! Yu Sugong! Their so-called surrender was a complete lie! They had actually played him like a fool!
"I really regret not killing you!" Li Youxu's eyes widened in anger, and he roared angrily, "I should have killed all of you long ago!"
"You have no chance." The prince coldly signaled the jailer to open the third box.
The box, the same size as the one containing the human head, contained only a wine glass. The type of wine was self-evident. Li Youxu's eyes dimmed, but he still wanted to know: "Is it you, or Li Jian?"
"Do you think the Emperor will let you guard the Imperial Mausoleum?"
"It's you."
Li Youxu asserted that the prince did not comment on this.
"You taught me two things: If you want to achieve great things, you must not be soft-hearted. When you need to kill, you must kill. And, no matter how proud you are, you must not get carried away and become arrogant. When you need to kill, you must kill."
This is what Li Chengtai wanted to tell him, and he wanted to tell him in person before Li Youxu died.
There is nothing more cruel than killing someone and destroying their heart.
The palace has been busy these days eliminating the Liao King's party, and some people outside the palace are waiting anxiously.
Wei Ziyan was sent back to the Wei Mansion, and she waited day and night for Yan Qizheng to come. If it weren't for her father going to the palace every day to get news, she would have worried about some trouble.
Knowing that Yan Qi was busy helping the Crown Prince finish his work, Wei Ziyan couldn't rush him, so she suppressed her longing for him and waited at home. Bored, she embroidered something in her boudoir.
"The young lady's needlework is so good!"
Chunlai had no idea her daughter had already practiced for a while, so she was surprised when she saw it. Qiuluo said in a tone I knew best, "I wonder how many times the daughter pricked her fingers embroidering purses for her son-in-law!"
Chunlai suddenly understood and asked curiously, "Everyone else is embroidering mandarin ducks, why are you embroidering two mice?"
"Of course it's because my uncle likes it."
"Is this embroidered by the young lady for her husband?"
"Who said it was embroidered for him?"
Wei Ziyan deliberately suppressed the corners of her mouth that involuntarily turned up, and lightly denied it. Just as she finished speaking, a smiling voice came from outside the door: "It's not for me?"
Wei Ziyan turned her head and saw Yan Qi standing at the door with a smile on his face, wearing clean silver armor.
"My uncle is here!"
The two maids jumped up in excitement, and Wei Ziyan almost did the same, but luckily she stopped herself in time. Pretending to be calm, Wei Ziyan withdrew her surprised gaze and continued embroidering her handkerchief.
Chunlai and Qiuluo covered their mouths and giggled. Yan Qi was waving at them. The two girls wisely retreated and closed the door.
Yan Qizheng walked over and sat next to Wei Ziyan. He glanced at the pattern embroidered on her hands, then looked at her with a smile on her lips.
"What's so good about it?" Wei Ziyan was so annoyed by his gaze that she turned to the other side with her back to him.
"I miss you every day. I finally get to see you, so of course you look beautiful no matter how I look at you."
Wei Ziyan couldn't help but smile quietly.
rhetoric.
Wei Ziyan suppressed the raised corner of her lips, turned back, and asked seriously: "Why are you here just now? Look at the time? Also, count, which one is this... um..."
Before she could finish her question, Yan Qizhen suddenly came over, hooked the back of her head and covered her mouth.
The fingers that were about to break him apart were raised in mid-air, curled slightly, and then slowly dropped to the hard armor. Wei Ziyan closed her eyes, indulging in the long-awaited kiss.
A familiar scent lingers in my nose, as if I’m back in the sweet and romantic days of the past.
A bit of bitterness surged up involuntarily, Wei Ziyan stepped back, and when she opened her eyes again, there was a bright light in them, which made Yan Qi feel uncomfortable.
"It's my fault. I'm late."
With his hands gently cupping her face, Wei Ziyan pouted and shook her head, then reached out to climb onto his neck.
"As long as you come, I will wait no matter how late it is."
Whether it is just these three days or the long month ahead.
Yan Qizheng felt sad and distressed. He closed his arms and hugged Wei Ziyan in his arms, but was afraid that the armor on his body would hurt her, so he didn't dare to pull her in too hard. He hugged her quietly for two breaths, and finally couldn't help but push her away.
"Wait until I take off my armor."
"Why are you taking it off?" Wei Ziyan didn't react immediately. "I just love seeing you in this armor."
Yan Qizhen curled the corners of his lips upwards.
"But it's in the way now."
“…”
Wei Ziyan realized it belatedly and turned her eyes away shyly.
The rustling sound beside her ears made her blush and her heart beat faster. She was about to use the excuse of pouring him some water to escape temporarily, but Yan Qizhen grabbed her wrist and she fell on his lap.
Without any previous concerns, Yan Qizheng held her tightly in his arms this time. The touch of her soft body against his, the fragrance that blended with his, all made him addicted.
Yan Qi used his fingers to pry open the rosy face, and held the delicate lips, kissing them affectionately and tenderly.
The surroundings were quiet, with only the sounds of each other's breathing.
When they separated, Yan Qi was resting his forehead against hers, trying to calm his disordered breathing. After a while, he pressed his lips against hers again, giving her another long, passionate kiss...
The deep longing seems to be insoluble no matter how much kissing there is. The two of them are so in love with each other that they don’t realize how time flies.
Wei Ziyan's face flushed redder and redder, until her ears were almost bleeding. Yan Qizheng finally let her go. Something poked her leg, and Wei Ziyan curled up in his arms, not daring to move.
"I'm leaving. I'll come see you tomorrow." Yan Qizhen's hoarse voice was filled with restraint.
"Aren't you going to stay with me?" Wei Ziyan was surprised and reluctant to let him go when she heard that he was leaving.
I waited for three days and finally saw him, and now you’re leaving after just sitting there for a short while?
"Aren't you afraid if I stay?"
"I..." Knowing what he meant, Wei Ziyan shyly buried her face in his chest and whispered "Don't be afraid", but heard Yan Qizheng sighing softly.
"But we are not yet husband and wife."
They have signed a divorce agreement and are no longer husband and wife according to the law.
Wei Ziyan couldn't help but laugh, "What were you doing just now?"
Feeling a little embarrassed by the laughter, Yan Qizheng took a sip of the liquid on her forehead.
Originally, I just wanted to see her and talk to her, but how could I resist not kissing her? I could kiss her, but I still had to uphold the bottom line and not let her suffer in vain without a name or status.
Now that they are not officially married, he should restrain himself and wait for the wedding night in an orderly manner.
"I've calculated the date; it's an auspicious day ten days from now. I've also sent a pigeon to inform my parents, asking them to return to the capital as soon as possible. When we remarry, I'll take you home and stay with you day and night."
In reality, Wei Ziyan didn't care about these empty formalities at all, and she believed that even if Yan Qizheng stayed today, her parents wouldn't have the slightest complaint. But since he had said so, and with such a serious expression, what else could a girl like her say?
However, Wei Ziyan was still happy at the thought that she could marry him again.
"So what should I prepare?"
"You don't need to prepare," Yan Qizheng smiled and pinched her face, "Just wait for me to come and marry you."
Hearing this, Wei Ziyan couldn't help but smile.
The joy was tinged with shyness and moved the heart. The lips that he had kissed were red and plump, and Yan Qi was filled with emotion. He couldn't help but want to embrace her and be gentle with her again, but he knew that if he continued to linger, it would not end well.
"It's getting late, I really have to go."
So, Wei Ziyan silently watched Yan Qi pick up the armor on the ground and put it on, and then sent him to the door, with the reluctance in her heart revealed in her eyes.
"What time will you come tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow morning." Yan Qizheng was even more reluctant to leave, and his fingers lingered and gently stroked her forehead. "When you wake up, you can see me."
That’s more like it, a sweet smile appeared on Wei Ziyan’s face.
"Then I'll go to bed early."
"Yeah." Yan Qizhen kissed her forehead again, turned around and left reluctantly.
Wei Ziyan was absent-minded for a while, and really went to wash up and lie down on the bed early.
The lights in the room were turned off, leaving only a candlelight. But she couldn't sleep, and stared at the light and shadow above her head in a daze.
Somehow, she recalled that night when she couldn't sleep, and Yan Qizheng quietly climbed in through the window, kissing her so fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach...
At that time she only felt heartache, but now when she thinks back on it she feels palpitations in her heart.
That was the only time he kissed her so uncontrollably...
As her mind wandered, the window seemed to rattle again in the wind, and the flames above seemed to dance. Wei Ziyan smiled to herself. Was she hallucinating?
However, before the smile faded from his lips, a sincere call sounded in the quiet house.
"Zi Yan..."
Wei Ziyan propped herself up in disbelief, and in the dim candlelight, she actually saw Yan Qizhen coming back.
"How did you..."
"I regret it."
As the hurried voice fell, Yan Qizheng strode over and blocked the sound behind her.
He couldn't wait for the wedding night, let alone ten days, he couldn't even wait for one night!
The dense kisses were like a torrential rain, falling on Wei Ziyan's cheeks, neck, and sliding down to her collarbone. She had never felt such a sensation before, and she wanted to scream out but was too embarrassed to speak.
The hard armor was taken off again and thrown to the ground. With a hint of coolness, his body rolled into the quilt, entangled with her. Yan Qi was holding her tightly, and his hot breath drifted to her ear.
"Yan'er..."
"Are you really not afraid?"
Wei Ziyan's heart trembled violently, and half of her face felt hot and numb.
She hooked her arm around his neck, and just as a vague "hmm" escaped her throat, a fierce kiss fell on her lips again. Just like that night, his tongue pushed hard against her teeth, and he held her tongue in a passionate kiss...
The pajamas were untied at some point, and hot kisses went all the way down.
When he kissed the scar on her arm, Yan Qi's eyes, filled with lust, suddenly froze. Guilt and pity surged in his heart. He didn't move his lips any further, but instead grasped the soft hand and moved it down...
That night, Wei Ziyan finally understood what it meant to wet the sheets.
I also understand what it means to be full of vigor and vitality...
On the eve of the wedding, Emperor Jingren awarded rewards according to their merits, and Wei Ziyan and Yan Qizheng also entered the palace to receive titles.
Emperor Jingren greatly admired their loyalty, wisdom, and courage and offered to promote them. Yan Qi, however, said that with so many official positions available, Jingren hadn't yet decided how to reward Wei Ziyan.
He had been deeply impressed by the girl's performance at Taiji Palace, and after hearing about her efforts to save the Yan family, which showed her to be even more courageous and resourceful than any man, Emperor Jingren felt that even a promotion from "County Lord" to "County Lord" would not fully demonstrate her achievements.
"Girl, how do you want me to reward you?"
"I dare not ask for a reward, but I ask Your Majesty to forgive me for my crime of deceiving you."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Ziyan revealed the whole truth about how she had accidentally saved Yan Qizheng and the prince.
Emperor Jingren laughed out loud when he heard this and said to Yan Qizheng, "Your fiancée told me in the palace that day that her love for her fiancée would last a lifetime. It turns out that it was all a lie."
Yan Qi was about to give a wry smile, but Emperor Jingren lost no time in turning around and asking Wei Ziyan, "Girl, answer me honestly today: do you want to marry the man next to you again? If not, I can make the decision for you."
"I am willing, this time it's true!" Wei Ziyan replied hurriedly.
She looked as if she was afraid that something might go wrong and she wouldn't get married, which made Emperor Jingren laugh. Yan Qizheng turned his head and smiled as he took Wei Ziyan's hand.
Yu Sugong, Wu Guanyi, Lu Qiyou, and King Mu’s friends in the martial arts world... were also rewarded.
Emperor Jingren felt guilty towards Wu Minglu and wanted to make amends with Wu Guanyi. Wu Guanyi jokingly said that the rules of being an official in the capital were too complicated and he was not able to handle them, so he volunteered to guard the northern border for the court.
Prince Mu also made great contributions this time. Emperor Jingren and the Crown Prince both wanted him to stay in the capital to do some practical work, but Prince Mu had no interest in the court. He only liked the loyalty of the people in the martial arts world. He would soon take his princess out of the capital and travel around.
The world is so big and the mountains and rivers are so beautiful. If you don’t go and see them, wouldn’t your life be wasted?
Wei Ziyan was filled with emotion and envy. Yan Qizheng said, "If you want, we can go too."
By then they had already returned to Yanyu Pavilion, and the two of them sat in the courtyard, brewing tea and chatting.
"I want to go!" Wei Ziyan's eyes lit up, "I want to see the boundless ocean."
"good."
“And the vast desert.”
"good."
"And there's a grassland that stretches as far as the eye can see."
"good."
Wei Ziyan glanced at him sideways: "You agree to everything I say. Are you trying to make me happy by lying?"
"It's not impossible, there's no need to lie."
Wei Ziyan withdrew her gaze with satisfaction, but suddenly realized something was wrong: "Does that mean you'll lie to me when you can't do it? Tell me the truth, didn't you lie to me a long time ago? When?"
Being chased by her to confess, Yan Qizheng confessed in a deep voice.
"Before, when I couldn't make you like me..."
Just these words immediately aroused Wei Ziyan's guilt. Speaking of deception, how could she be so excessive? Seeing her admit her fault, Yan Qi was trying to suppress his laughter.
"There's no point in admitting your mistakes, you can only make amends."
This hidden meaning...
Wei Ziyan hugged his arm and blinked: "What compensation do you want?"
"Hmm..." Yan Qizhen pretended to think about it, "I don't want anything, just give me your body." After that, he affectionately fed a small piece of honeydew melon into her mouth.
“Is it sweet?”
Wei Ziyan nodded with a smile: "Sweet."
On the day of her promise to marry him, the wedding party came to the house, making up for Wei Ziyan's regret of not being able to ride in the bridal sedan last time.
Yan Qi, wearing a bright red wedding dress, carried her all the way to the bridal sedan. When they arrived at the Yan residence, he carried her all the way inside, fully fulfilling his bold promise of not letting her take even a single step today.
This time, the wedding banquet did not follow the usual procedures. Apart from family and a few friends, no one else was invited. Yan Qizheng also invited his parents to join in the fun.
Master Yan, his wife, his two concubines, Yan Qikuan, Qizhu, Qifeng, and Wu Guanshu, all rushed back. The Wei siblings, Yu Sugong, Wu Guanyi, and Liu Yuer also came.
Wu Guanyi and Liu Yu'er were still on their way when they received Yu Sugong's message. After settling Liu Yu'er there, Wu Guanyi returned alone, coordinating with Yu Sugong to stage a dramatic escort back to the capital. After the mission was accomplished, Wu Guanyi took Liu Yu'er with him.
The two families' relatives and friends happily sat at two tables. Wei Ziyan didn't wait in the bridal chamber, but sat at the table with Yan Qizheng. This wedding banquet was to celebrate their marriage, but also to celebrate the end of bad luck and the beginning of a new life for everyone.
Wu Guanyi and Liu Yuer can stay together in the northern border.
Wu Guanshu wanted to stay in Beijing. The Wu family was her home, and the Yan family was also her home. Although she had to wait for three years of mourning before marrying Qikuan, the Yan family already considered her a family member.
Yu Sugong endured humiliation and played the role of a "villain" this time, and was deeply admired by everyone. Even Aunt Hui changed her opinion of him.
Qizhu was even more reluctant to let go. She'd been upset when she thought Yu Sugong had betrayed her, and even more upset when she found out he hadn't. Playing the bad guy was much harder than pretending to be good!
Because she felt sorry for Yu Sugong, Qizhu stopped pestering him. After all, Yu Sugong wouldn't marry her, and he wouldn't marry anyone else either. She was still young, so there was no need to rush.
Recognizing Wei Tingzhou as her brother was just a temporary measure, but Wei Ziyan was happy to continue being his sister, and Wei Tingzhou also expressed his willingness to be her brother.
While drinking, she joked to Tingshuang, saying that she had snatched the person you liked and half of your brother. Wei Tingshuang told her not to talk nonsense, saying that the only person she liked was the Eighth Prince...
Looking at the smiling faces at the banquet, Wei Ziyan was so happy that she lost herself in joy and drank too much without realizing it. Finally, she was carried back to the bridal chamber by Yan Qizhen in a daze.
Because Xu Ji never forgot to take care of the garden of Fuxitang, all the flowers were in good condition and the house was filled with fragrance.
Leng Xiang fetched some water to wipe her face. Wei Ziyan hugged Leng Xiang and talked about Ping'er and Dujuan.
At that time, the Yan family disbanded their servants, and they both returned to their hometown.
"Don't worry, Madam! Ping'er and Dujuan have both received letters and are on their way to the capital!"
"That's good……"
A family should be together.
The flowers are here, and so are the people.
Wei Ziyan closed her eyes and heard Leng Xiang asking the eldest master if he wanted some sobering soup. She mumbled that no, she was not drunk. Yan Qizhen picked her up again and put her on the bed.
"I haven't showered yet..."
"Wait a minute," Yan Qizheng whispered in her ear, "I'll take you there later."
"oh……"
Wei Ziyan let him undress her and wrap her up in the quilt. Before she knew it, someone pulled her closer and lifted her chin.
The wedding candles in the room were still burning, and she could see amber eyes looking deeply at her.
"Yan Qizheng..."
"Well, I'm not drunk yet."
Yan Qizheng's voice was filled with a smile, and Wei Ziyan also smiled and raised her hand to touch his face: "Even if I'm drunk, I can still recognize you... You are Yan Qizheng..."
"No," Yan Qizheng's voice was now filled with a hint of teasing, "What should I call you?"
Wei Ziyan was indeed not that confused, and lowered her head embarrassedly, but Yan Qizheng kissed her bit by bit, licking the corner of her mouth with the tip of his tongue, and refused to give in.
"What should I call you on our wedding night?"
"Um?"
The tone sounded like a coaxing, but it also had a hint of intimidation.
Wei Ziyan thought of what he had done in the past few nights and couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved: "You only know how to bully me..."
The low voice whispered softly, making people want to be tender and loving. Yan Qizheng coaxed softly: "I won't tire you tonight, I'll do it all."
After that, he turned over, swallowed her voice, and put his words into practice.
The lingering, deep kiss left Wei Ziyan completely helpless, her entire body softening. The last layer of her thin nightgown was removed, revealing her soft and hard skin pressed against one another.
It was freezing cold outside, but the surroundings were scorching hot.
The scorching kiss moved down from her lips, stirring up shudders. Wei Ziyan felt something near her becoming increasingly exaggerated, and she was sobered up.
Her hands had felt the shapes over the past few days, and to be honest, she was a little scared. The book said it hurt a little, but she wondered what kind of pain it would be.
"Don't be afraid..." Yan Qizheng kissed her lips again, "I have a way."
In just a few days, he had become proficient in this, knowing how to make her feel aroused and comfortable. But tonight was different, he had to go a step further.
When she realized the teasing of his fingers, Wei Ziyan was horrified and grabbed him nervously.
How, how can this be?
"Why not?" He followed the method taught in the book step by step.
"What kind of book would say that?"
Yan Qizheng let out a low laugh from his throat: "Didn't you read the book you secretly took from my study?"
“…”
Wei Ziyan was caught off guard and spoke incoherently: "I didn't look... No, no, I didn't take it..."
Yan Qizhen laughed even more happily.
"Who's hiding under the covers?"
“…”
Wei Ziyan was so ashamed that she raised her hands to cover her face. Yan Qizheng smiled and leaned over to bite her ear.
"My wife, if you want to learn the ways of husband and wife, I can teach you slowly."
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The red candles flicker, and the tent is warm in the spring night.
The rest of life is long, why worry about time?
There were whispers behind the bright red bed curtains, and overlapping shadows rose and fell, lingering endlessly.
At the moment when his long-cherished wish was fulfilled, Yan Qi kissed away Wei Ziyan's tears passionately.
Only he himself knew that he had chosen to marry her not just for the sake of a gamble, nor was it simply because of her beauty.
What he wanted was always her "person" and "heart".
He wanted to turn all the lies she had told him, all the infatuation she had made him believe, into reality...
【Author’s words】
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