he morals of society are declining."It's rare to see Old Master Wang criticize Yun An'an without receiving a rebuttal. He walked forward and, seeing the woman slumped in Beichen Yi's arms with a dejec...: []
A table with four people seated at it.
Emperor Beichen resided in the main seat, while An Lao Wangye, his ancestor, sat on another level. Bei Chen Yi and Yun Anan sat opposite them.
The atmosphere was indescribably eerie.
“Not bad, girl. Your cooking is getting better and better.”
Old Wang had a bandage on his neck, but it didn't affect his eating.
He eats more happily than anyone else.
"My dearest, you've worked hard. Let me feed you."
Beichen Yi pinched a dumpling and brought it to Yun An'an's mouth, his eyes brimming with infinite pampering.
"Hiss~ "
He gasped, and the chopsticks in Beichen Yi's hand trembled.
"Uncle, did the Gu worm attack again"
"It matters not, as long as I can gaze upon my beloved. Even if ten thousand insects devour my heart, what does it matter"
As he had said, with such gentleness, Bei Chen Yi gently stroked Yun An An's long hair.
This scene of sweet affection and love is heartwarming and touching.
But the two people watching the play, one looked indifferent and elegantly ate dumplings.
He had a look of disgust on his face, his silvery eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.
During Chinese New Year, can you two please let this old man eat his meal in peace You both know your feelings are entangled, and yet you still flaunt your affection in front of me.
Old Wang, having finished a plate of dumplings, pursed his lips.
He really wanted to have a reunion dinner today, but he was upset.
At this moment, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers rang out outside the door.
The sky was illuminated by a dazzling display of fireworks, reflecting on the faces of the crowd. The four individuals each had their own thoughts.
"Oops!"
"Oops," Yun An'an reached out to the three of them.
"As the first day of the new year arrives, I, your humble servant, would like to wish Your Majesty, the esteemed elder king, and His Majesty a prosperous new year filled with good fortune, fulfilled wishes, abundant blessings, and a long life."
What are you doing
Old Wang's brow furrowed, watching Yun An'an's every move with caution.
Of course, it's for Chinese New Year greetings! A new year means getting a year older, and we need red envelopes!
How could you be so oblivious This is such a simple matter.
"Uncle, red envelope."
"This time I had to leave in such a hurry. After returning home, this King will definitely give my beloved wife a big red envelope, how about that"
With the saying "There is Beichen Yì," Yun An'an wasn't in a hurry at all.
"Old King, this time we didn't spend New Year's Eve at the palace to save you. As an old king and a senior, shouldn't you show your appreciation"
"Girl, this old man's mansion has just suffered a calamity, some are injured and some are dead."
Besides, look at my appearance now, do I look like a rich man
Unable to resist Yun An An's persistent demands for a red envelope, Old Wang pointed to something in the room.
"So, you can take anything you want from this room."
"Generous, since Old Master Wang has spoken, I won't be polite."
Yun Anan transformed into a bandit, her eyes scanning the house. She set her sights on a vase displayed not far away.
Just as Old Master Wang was secretly pleased and relieved that Yun An'an hadn't noticed the more valuable ink painting above the vase, Yun An'an shifted her focus.
"I want it, the genuine work of Li Daozhen, the first painter in the Seven Kingdoms."
Before Beichen Zong Rui could retort, Yun An'an swiftly took the landscape painting and held it close to her chest.
"Well, Your Majesty, your empire is vast. A symbolic contribution will suffice."
After all, the awkwardness of our first meeting is still fresh in my memory.
Every time Yun AnAn encountered Bei ChenHan's upwardly slanted phoenix eyes, she always had a sense of déjà vu that she had been plotted against one hundred and eighty times.
"The kitchen skills of the princess consort are quite good."
Not until the plate of dumplings was finished did Beichen Han raise his eyes, his gaze falling upon Yun An'an.
"I feel that the gold and silver of this world are not worthy of Prince Yi's Mansion. Considering your achievements in saving people recently, I grant you three wishes."
"No need, no need. I'm just an ordinary person. Your Majesty, it would be best if you simply paid me and let me go."
Who knows what this guy is plotting again.
"Since Your Majesty has granted you three wishes, my lady, your gratitude is all that is needed."
"Huh"
Yun'an was a little confused.
Knowing it was a scam, they still jumped in.
What kind of calculations is Beichen Han making, and what will Beichen Yi do next
Her phoenix eyes lifted, looking at the old Wangye who was stuffing dumplings into his mouth oblivious to everything else. She wanted to go home!!!!
A seemingly simple yet turbulent dinner gathering.
As everyone left Prince Rui's Mansion, the curtain fell.
In front of the gate, Old Wang stood with his shoulders hunched, hands tucked in his sleeves, a pleased smile on his face as he watched two carriages disappear in opposite directions.
"Old Master Wang, this servant doesn't understand. Knowing that the Emperor and Prince Yi are at each other's throats, why would you go to such lengths to arrange this play"
The steward of the Duke Rui's mansion walked out from the shadows, his eyes full of doubt.
If any of these steps go awry, aside from the detour, then this plan will have to be scrapped today. It could even jeopardize the very existence of Prince Rui’s manor.
Isn't that a bit too risky
"Lao Xu, how many years have you followed me"
"To my lord, I have been by your side since childhood, for sixty years now."
The steward replied.
"Sixty years, a generation! Have you seen the changes in Beichen Kingdom these years, especially after the previous emperor's death and the changes in the court"
The old man's gaze was not kind, sharp as a blade, filled with murderous intent.
"This king is now putting all his chips on Yun An'an, hoping she won't let him down."
A single sentence held so much meaning, the housekeeper couldn't understand why Yun An'an was so important to Old Wangye.
I still don't understand how a woman who is ridiculed and scorned by everyone could possibly be connected to the fate of the entire Bei Chen nation.
"Lao Xu."
"Master, this old slave is here."
"Heat up the remaining dumplings for me and get some wine ready."
"Your Lordship, Lady Yi has explicitly forbidden you from drinking, and you are still injured."
"That girl is nothing, go get me a good bottle of wine right now."
The Beichen Zongrui, who just seconds ago had bet all his chips on Yun An'an, now treated her like nothing.
As the steward of Prince Rui's mansion, I'm so tired.
……
It was already past midnight when I returned to the Yiwangfu.
Yun Anan poked out her head, with a mischievous expression on her face.
Only after confirming that the surroundings were safe did he close the study door and excitedly jump in front of Beichen Yi.
"Hurry hurry hurry, I can't wait!"
Swallowing nervously, Yun Anan had a face full of thirst.
"My beloved, don't worry. Let me take my clothes off first."
In the study, the conversation between the man and woman was veiled yet blushing-inducing. Bai Shiqi, who stood guard outside the door, spat in annoyance.
"Beast."
Their royal prince's innocence, I fear, is no longer secure.
"Wow~~~~"
Under the flickering candlelight, Yun An'an lay on the noble concubine's couch, carefully studying the blank heavenly book.
"It's truly amazing! Not a single character, how magical!"
"A nameless scripture is like a name itself. If it weren't so, how could it be called a nameless scripture"
Sitting on the side, Beichen Yi's deep V shirt was loosely and slantingly open. Yun An'an's eyes lit up, following those golden lines of his with her gaze.
This abs, incredible!
"My love, what are you looking at"
"No, didn't look at anything, slurp~~"hem than death."What... what kind of weapon is this""Did I see things wrong Just now, Xiahouhe and the others clearly had the upper hand. Yun An'an was bound to die, but how come it turned around like...