"Have you ever considered how worried I would be to learn that you were kidnapped?"
"I have."
Seeing Long Xuanmo’s gaze harden, Yang Mengchen hurriedly said, "I sent Lv Luo to notify you because I believe you are the cleverest person in the world. You would definitely notice Lv Luo’s odd behavior, thereby deducing the crux of the matter. Then, seeing that Hai Tang was not present, you would know that Hai Tang was by my side;
when I realized Wu Wenlan’s schemes, I naturally made full preparations. I still want to spend a lifetime with you. It wouldn’t be worth it to suffer any mishap because of irrelevant people."
"Do you really want to spend a lifetime with me?" Long Xuanmo looked intently at Yang Mengchen.
"Of course." Leaning gently on Long Xuanmo’s shoulder, Yang Mengchen’s right hand intertwined with his, "I want to grow old with you slowly, until our hair turns white, we play with our grandchildren, and enjoy family bliss forever."
In her past life, she had been unable to bear children and had died young. In this life, she took great care of her body and had the good fortune to meet Wende. She believed there would be no regrets like in her previous life.
Extending his hand to embrace Yang Mengchen, Long Xuanmo’s expression relaxed, "We will definitely grow old together!"
It was a significant issue that involved Ah Jiu’s safety, and Ah Jiu hadn’t informed him. Of course, he was angry and jealous, but more than that, he felt distressed and guilty.
However, this time it allowed him to understand Ah Jiu’s feelings, and Ah Jiu was even jealous for him, which could be considered a blessing in disguise.
"From now on, you must tell me in advance about anything that happens. I’m not unreasonable. Remember this, alright?" He didn’t want to experience the heartache and panic he felt upon hearing of Ah Jiu’s trouble ever again, not even once.
Yang Mengchen nodded obediently, "I remember."
The two were already husband and wife, and Wende cared about her, so any matters should be discussed with Wende in the future. After all, the most important thing between husband and wife was mutual trust.
"Prince, the calming soup is ready," Mo Mei’s voice came from outside the room.
Long Xuanmo raised his voice to give an order, "Bring it in."
The door opened, and Mo Mei walked in with a tray.
Long Xuanmo picked up the bowl on the tray, scooped a spoonful of soup, gently blew on it to cool it down, and then fed it to Yang Mengchen. After the bowl was empty, he placed the bowl and spoon back on the tray and waved his hand to signal Mo Mei to leave. He then took a piece of candied fruit and fed it into Yang Mengchen’s mouth, "You’ve been frightened, let’s go back to your room and rest well," he said as he got up and helped Yang Mengchen towards the inner chamber.
Yang Mengchen naturally went along with Long Xuanmo.
Mo Mei, who had reached the doorway, heard Long Xuanmo’s words and glanced back at the departing figures of the couple. She breathed a sigh of relief; with the Prince and Princess reconciled, everyone felt at ease.
Many came to pay their respects upon learning that Princess Chen had safely returned home, but He Junyuan, using the excuse that Princess Chen was startled and needed to recuperate quietly, politely declined. Everyone understood, left their gifts, and took their leave.
The Emperor, Empress Dowager, and Empress sent many precious medicinal herbs, urging Yang Mengchen to recuperate well.
The next morning after breakfast, Long Xuanmo and Yang Mengchen received Wu Zhenglie who had come to visit.
After negotiations, or rather, Yang Mengchen unilaterally setting a series of conditions which Wu Zhenglie could only agree to, the entire fault lay with Wu Wenlan and Beiyue. Even though some conditions seemed excessive, he believed that the Empress and Wu Zhengshan could not criticize the contract given it was still better than having Prince Chen kill Wu Wenlan, which would also affect Beiyue’s reputation.
However, Yang Mengchen drafted another contract with Wu Zhenglie, signifying her agreement to form an alliance with him. This finally put Wu Zhenglie’s hanging heart at ease.
The same day, Wu Zhenglie took Wu Wenlan with him and, the following morning, he and the princes and princesses from Nanping and Xiliang successively left Dong Chu.
In the study of Lin Mansion.
It was found that the Lin family had been a literary family for nearly two hundred years and held a high reputation among the literati. Sadly, more than fifty years ago, an abrupt fire one night turned the Lin home to ashes. Reportedly, a loyal servant had risked his life to rush out of the fire with the newborn legitimate grandson and heir, but afterward, their whereabouts became unknown.
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