Yuan Yao forgot the pain and looked at the woman in purple in surprise: "You... are the Night Emperor's concubine?"
The woman in purple looked at her irritably: "What's it to you?"
Yuan Yao: "..."
Of course it's her business!
Just now, in front of so many people, Ye Changyou said on the street that he would defeat Feng Xun and marry her...
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, a concubine appeared...
Regardless of whether Yuan Yao will marry or not, Ye Changyou already has another woman, so why is he still coming to Daqi to propose marriage?
The beautiful woman was speechless.
At that moment, the lantern by the window swayed slightly.
Feng Xun picked up his soft sword and leaped from the street into the teahouse.
Seeing that Yuan Yao was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Yao'er, are you hurt?"
Yuan Yao shook her head and asked worriedly, "Feng Xun, I'm fine, but you have so many injuries. Does it hurt?"
"It's alright." Feng Xun smiled gently at her, then bowed to the Ninth Prince and said, "Feng Xun greets Your Highness. It's been many years. I hope Your Highness is well."
The Ninth Prince coldly replied, "Very good."
Ye Changyou was completely stunned.
He straightened up and shook his robes: "You...are you really the Ninth Thousand Years Old?"
The Ninth Prince scoffed, raised his sleeve, and brushed it across his face.
Ye Changyou's pupils contracted slightly, and he turned to look at Yuan Yao.
Yuan Yao's neck skin was very delicate. After being pinched for a while, the finger marks were very clear and looked rather shocking.
The bodyguard beside her raised his hand and swept it across her face.
A cool breeze swept by, and Yuan Yao closed her eyes and opened them again, and her appearance changed back to what it was before.
Fifteen-year-old Yuan Yao, without any makeup, had delicate, fair skin that seemed to glow. Her small face, no bigger than a palm, had exquisite and beautiful features that had fully developed.
A pair of doe-like eyes, clear and bright...
Unlike the girls from Daqi, her nose was smaller and higher, and her eye sockets were deeper.
This face...
Ye Changyou glanced at Feng Xun in surprise, then looked at Yuan Yao.
These two look somewhat alike.
Just as Ye Changyou was surprised, the woman in purple who was supporting him said, "This Princess Yuan Yao looks just like Crown Prince Feng Xun."
Could this be the legendary "couple's resemblance"?
You big idiot, you husband and wife!
Good heavens!
He actually tried to take the initiative against her!
Yuan Yao looked at Ye Changyou and asked, "Is this lady your empress?"
However, Ye Changyou's eyes gleamed with a dark light as he stared intently at her: "Yuan Yao, why haven't you replied to me all these years?"
So many years have passed, how come you still haven't grown taller?
How did I tell you back then?
I told you to eat properly...
Have you not been eating properly all these years?
You are so heartless. I have sent so many things to you every year over the years, and you have never sent me a single word..."
Yuan Yao: "???"
What is Ye Changyou saying?
What is writing a letter?
What's being delivered?
She doesn't know anything!
At that moment, a small porcelain bottle was quietly handed over.
Yuan Yao looked at the owner of the hand.
He's a junior bodyguard.
She took the small porcelain bottle.
The Ninth Prince beckoned: "Little Yao'er, come here."
Yuan Yao obediently walked over.
The Ninth Prince took the small porcelain bottle from her hand, opened the lid, poured out some clear liquid onto his fingertips, and applied it to her neck...
The liquid is ice-cold, and when applied to the neck, it has a faint, almost imperceptible fragrance and also relieves pain.
Beside him, a junior guard handed Feng Xun a small porcelain bottle: "Medicine for wounds."
Feng Xun placed the sword on the tea table and accepted the small porcelain bottle: "Thank you."
A glint of malice flashed in Ye Changyou's eyes: "What about mine?"
Is he unworthy?
Didn't you see he was injured too?
He lost a lot of blood!
The little guard didn't even glance at Ye Changyou, gathered his strength, and disappeared...
The night grew long and dark.
Beside him, the woman in purple took his hand and said, "Your Majesty, I brought some medicine for your wounds. Let me apply it for you."
As he spoke, he pressed Ye Changyou down into a chair.
Ye Changyou, annoyed, waved his hand, dismissing the woman in purple: "Didn't I tell you to stay at the post station?"
The woman in purple immediately looked aggrieved: "Your Majesty wants to fight with someone, is it wrong for me to worry about you?"
Ye Changyou said irritably, "Women, they really know how to ruin things!"
After speaking, he looked at Yuan Yao: "Except for Yuan Yao."
Yuan Yao: "?"
Just then, the woman in purple glared at her.
Yuan Yao said irritably, "Are we that close?"
Let's stop making her a target of hatred, okay?
Ye Changyou raised his hand, which aggravated his wound, causing him to gasp in pain. He then bowed to the Ninth Prince and said, "Your Highness, I have come to fulfill the promise I made back then."
promise?
The Ninth Prince said coldly, "I do not know what the Night Emperor is referring to."
The night is long and quiet, and I feel a lump in my throat.
He said, "I once said that if you help me get rid of Ye Wuzhou, I will use the power of the entire Eastern Ye Kingdom to protect you and Yuan Yao for the rest of your lives."
I have waited for Yuan Yao for many years, and finally she has come of age...
I have come to the Great Qi to ask for Yuan Yao's hand in marriage.
"The betrothal gifts have all been prepared by me!"
"Marry my daughter?" The Ninth Prince held a beautiful celadon teacup between his fingers, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyelids drooping: "Night Emperor, do you want Xiao Yao'er to be your concubine?"
“Not a concubine, but the Empress,” Ye Changyou replied.
Empress?
The Ninth Prince raised his eyes.
Under the resentful gaze of the woman in purple, Ye Changyou looked at Yuan Yao: "Yuan Yao is your daughter, Your Majesty. How can a mere concubine be worthy of her?"
She is worthy of the throne of Empress of Dongye!
Upon hearing this, Feng Xun frowned and said, "When the Night Emperor said these words, did he consider Yao'er's feelings?"
"Of course I've considered it!" Ye Changyou looked at Yuan Yao: "Yuan Yao, for your sake, I have defied all opposition for many years to preserve your position as Empress."
"If you marry me, I will protect and cherish you for the rest of my life!"
Yuan Yao: "..."
Yuan Yao looked at Ye Changyou: "Besides protecting me and cherishing me, will you love me?"
like?
Ye Changyou immediately said, "Of course..."
“Your Majesty, there is no need to answer so hastily.” Yuan Yao interrupted Ye Changyou: “If Your Majesty loved me, you would not have married another woman before marrying me.”
Ye Changyou paused, momentarily stunned.
Yuan Yao chuckled and continued, "His Majesty the Night Emperor has known my personality since I was a child. I, Yuan Yao, do not like to share with others."
In particular, sharing a man with other women.
"His Majesty the Night Emperor has come to propose marriage, and he specifically brought his concubine along. Is he testing my limits?"
Ye Changyou was completely stunned: "That's not what I meant."
"What did Ye Huang mean by that?" Yuan Yao asked with a smile, "Did he bring her here to become sworn sisters with me?"
"I didn't!" Ye Changyou denied, "It was Liang Ziyan who secretly followed me to Daqi!"
"I only found out about her halfway through the journey, and had no choice but to bring her along..."
A last resort?
As an emperor, how could he not even control one of his concubines?
Who would believe that?
Yuan Yao smiled and shook her head.
Just then, a hearty laugh came from the first floor: "A monarch can't even control his concubines?"
Your Majesty, do you think Xiao Yao'er is still a three-year-old child?
"If someone brings their favorite concubine to propose marriage, do you think Xiao Yao'er will agree?"
Ye Changyou frowned slightly, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes: "Xie Zhi?"
"Besides Xie Zhi, there are us too!"
A series of orderly sounds came from the stairwell.
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