When Hua Qingcheng entered the space, she was wearing a red and black outfit, but when she came out, she was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and blue jeans, while Situ Ye was still wearing his dark black robe.
Although Hua Qingcheng and Situ Ye had been in the space villa for quite some time, only half an hour had passed outside. When they emerged, it was around 4:45 PM, and the sun was already setting over the distant mountains.
However, even when he returned to the woods outside the space, Situ Ye was still looking at Hua Qingcheng's strange outfit with an incredible look.
“Cough cough cough…”
"What are you looking at? Isn't this all your fault?"
This Erlang guy was too fierce. He tore her fine suit to pieces. Hua Qingcheng glared at Situ Ye in feigned anger.
"This...this, Qingcheng, I didn't mean it..."
Situ Ye's handsome face turned red when Hua Qingcheng looked at him, but because his skin was slightly wheat-colored, the redness was not obvious.
"Erlang~" Hua Qingcheng took Situ Ye's hand and came to sit under a big tree.
"I want to go to the capital in a few days." Hua Qingcheng held Situ Ye's hands and looked at him with loving eyes.
"Well, I know that you promised Mr. Mu and Si Chengfeng that you would go to the General's Mansion to propose marriage." Situ Ye's eyes flashed slightly, and he wanted to pull his hand out of Hua Qingcheng's hand, but she held it tightly.
"But before that, I have to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion first." Hua Qingcheng smiled with her lips slightly raised.
"The Prime Minister's Mansion?" Situ Ye was slightly stunned when he heard that. He didn't expect that his young wife had always kept him in mind after learning that he was the legitimate son who had escaped from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Of course, you are my second husband, Hua Qingcheng, and the second brother in the family. How could I treat you unfairly?"
"There's an order of seniority. Although you and Chengfeng both live in the capital, you must first visit Erlang's parents before going to the General's Mansion." Hua Qingcheng took Situ Ye's hands and placed them on her face.
"What? You don't want to?" Hua Qingcheng looked straight at Situ Ye and gently patted the back of his hand.
Thinking back to those hands that had never touched a single finger before, now busy in the shabby kitchen of the Hua family's old house, preparing all sorts of unpleasant dishes for her, Hua Qingcheng felt helpless yet touched, a doting smile forming on the corners of her lips.
"Of course not!" Situ Ye flipped his big hand, wrapped Hua Qingcheng's small hands in it, and pulled them under his lips and kissed them.
"Qingcheng, my uncle Situ Mingting is one of the four noble princes of the current emperor." Situ Ye looked at Hua Qingcheng with a worried look on his face.
"Three years ago, my uncle persuaded my father to marry me off to Xiahou Yu, the daughter of Xiahou Jing, the Prince of Pingxi. He wanted to win over the Prince of Pingxi and increase his chances of succession to the throne for his daughter, the current Third Princess Nalan Qiudi."
"But although Xia Houyu appears to be a modest lady, she is actually a scoundrel with a head full of thieves and prostitutes. She even secretly keeps a number of male prostitutes, and... she doesn't care about either sex."
"When I accidentally learned the truth, I swore to myself that I would never marry such a rotten man. But my foolish father, behind my mother's back, agreed to my marriage with Xiahou Yu from Shangguan Lie, the husband of the Prince of Pingxi, in front of your Excellency, Situ Mingting."
"My mother didn't want me to become a victim of the struggle among the princesses for the throne, so she hinted to me, both openly and covertly, and tacitly allowed me to stay away from the capital, a place of trouble."
Situ Ye closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again. It wasn't that he was timid, but serving the emperor was like serving a tiger. The pain of Tianlang's arrows piercing his heart was still deeply engraved in his mind. It was best not to mess with the imperial power.
"Qingcheng, I'm very grateful that you have always had a place for me in your heart. But if you follow me back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, I'm worried that you will confront the Pingxi Palace, and I'm afraid you will suffer."
"Also, although Lord Situ is my uncle, he's a ruthless traitor once he enters the palace. To consolidate his position in the harem and propel his daughter to the throne, he's even disregarded family ties and stepped forward to secure my marriage to Xia Houyu. If he knew of our relationship, I'm afraid he'd harm you."
Situ Ye leaned against a big tree, pulled the woman next to him over, let her rest her head on his thighs, and half lie in his arms.
"Erlang, you can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever. This matter must be resolved eventually. I can't let you hide out there forever, unable to even return to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Hua Qingcheng raised her hand and gently stroked Situ Ye's face, looking at him with a soft light in her eyes. Being arranged by her own father to marry such a bad man, Situ Xuanye's experience made Hua Qingcheng feel distressed, but she also admired his bravery.
In order not to become a victim of political struggle, a delicate and noble son of the Prime Minister resolutely gave up his wealth and glory and ran away from his marriage. By chance, he came to Huaqiao Village and was rescued by the original owner.
Even though the original owner had many faults, if it weren't for her, her Erlang might have starved to death, Sanlang might have been seriously injured and died, and Xiaotian's fate might have been even more miserable.
Anyone could curse the original owner, but she couldn't. After all, she had taken over someone else's body, and because of it, she was reborn, with the loving parents she had always dreamed of, and a beautiful husband who was deeply in love with her.
All she could do now was to atone for the original owner's sins and treat her parents and the husbands at home well. After all, if it weren't for the original owner, Hua Qingcheng wouldn't have had these good husbands who were deeply in love with her.
"Erlang, running away is not the solution. Your marriage to Xiahou Yu is only a verbal engagement between your father and the Xiahou family. There's no marriage certificate, your mother hasn't agreed, and there's no official word from the emperor."
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