"Father Emperor wishes to see Ah Jiu," Long Xuan Mo finally understood that the reason Father Emperor had relented must be due to the Royal Grandmother’s mediation.
The Empress Dowager sighed silently, "We shall depart for the palace tomorrow." As her son, she somewhat understood what he was thinking.
Everyone was pleased that the Emperor was willing to see Yang Mengchen, indicating his willingness to give her a chance, but they also worried that she might not understand the royal family rules and could inadvertently offend the Emperor with unthinkable consequences.
As if guessing their thoughts, the Empress Dowager reassured them warmly, "Don’t worry, Sister Jin will remind Jiujiu, and I will also ensure her safety."
"I will not let anyone harm Ah Jiu!" Long Xuan Mo declared resolutely.
The Yang Family’s Master and Servant hurriedly knelt and kowtowed, "We commoners thank the Empress Dowager and the Prince!" With the promises of the Empress Dowager and the Prince, they felt much reassured.
After lunch, Yang Mengchen spoke with her family for a while, discussed some matters with her brothers, and then returned to her room.
No sooner had she entered her room than she fell into a warm and firm embrace, a delicate and intimate fragrance swiftly enveloping her entire face from the tip of her ear, "Has Ah Jiu missed me?" His voice was low and slightly husky.
"I have," Yang Mengchen nodded gently.
After what seemed an eternity, Long Xuan Mo finally released Yang Mengchen, his gaze lingering on her, eyes as deep as the sea, he licked his lips with unfulfilled desire, "Ah Jiu indeed missed me a lot," his tone seductive and joyful.
Although there were only the two of them in the room at the moment, thinking that Sister Jin and the others were just outside and would easily guess what she and Long Xuan Mo were doing, Yang Mengchen’s face flushed with embarrassment, and she gave Long Xuan Mo a coquettish glare.
Her eyes were full of allure, her cheeks flushed with a lazy and intoxicating charm, Long Xuan Mo could not help but lower his head again, kissing her tender and sweet lips lingeringly, this time not with domination, but with gentle entwinement.
After a long while, Long Xuan Mo reluctantly parted and carried the noticeably weak-kneed Yang Mengchen to a table to sit down.
Sitting on a man’s lap for the first time, Yang Mengchen was naturally somewhat embarrassed, her already blushing face grew even more resplendent. She tried to get up and seat herself in the chair next to her, but Long Xuan Mo held her firmly, making it impossible for her to move.
"Ah Jiu clearly promised to wait for me patiently, yet now you openly seek marriage. You’ve deceived me!" Long Xuan Mo wore a look of quiet grievance.
Faced with his expression, Yang Mengchen was struck dumb. The esteemed Prince was acting like a child denied candy, leaving her thunderstruck.
"Ah Jiu, you are mine, and nobody should even think of taking you away from me!" Long Xuan Mo declared possessively, his jealousy evident.
Yang Mengchen, hand to her forehead, was at a loss for words. The jealousy in the room was so thick it could have filled it, did Long Xuan Mo really need to be so intense?
"The reason we arranged things this way was merely to test the Emperor’s attitude, it was never to deceive you, otherwise, you wouldn’t have received the secret report."
If it weren’t to facilitate Long Xuan Mo’s arrival, her brothers wouldn’t have set the date for six days later, and they certainly wouldn’t have allowed the Empress Dowager or Mo Mei to send messages to The Capital. With the Yang family’s current power, they could have completely blocked the news from reaching The Capital.
Understanding that this must have been his brothers-in-law’s idea, and knowing how much Ah Jiu cared for her family, Long Xuan Mo was filled with frustration and resentment, but helpless against it. He buried his face in the neck of his beloved, deeply inhaling the faint medicinal fragrance that belonged only to her, "Ah Jiu, you’ll have to make it up to me."
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