Ling Yu nodded.
He coughed lightly, turned his face away, "I'm drunk, I don't know."
"The concubine sees that the prince is unconscious, and I am afraid that I will disturb the prince if I stand up forcefully, so I ask the prince to make amends." After she finished speaking, the words were concerned, "Does the prince's head still hurt? I have someone prepare a hangover soup, you drink some ?”
After yesterday, she seemed to have found a way to get along with Ji Yang.
If you want to get close to him, you must never put on a gesture. He will feel that she is unwilling to marry into the palace and touch his reverse scales.
Then take the initiative to get close. Although Ji Yang has a bad temper, he will not be unreasonable and will not hit the smiling face with his hand.
Ji Yang didn't return, sat up, closed his eyes and reached out to rub his temples, looking uncomfortable.
"I'll rub my body for you." Ling Yu moved her body, tried to reach out, and touched his forehead with cold fingertips.
Ji Yang was stunned, not very used to her approach, but she didn't refuse, she slowly put his hand down, pressed her fingers on his temples, and said softly, "It must be a bit uncomfortable when I just woke up, I'm afraid the prince will slow down It will be better if you slow down."
Her strength was moderate, Ji Yang relaxed physically and mentally, and leaned back.
Ling Yu observed his expression, and her movements became bolder, getting closer to him.
"The king knows." After Ji Yang finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Yu. Their eyes met, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Princess, are you flattering me?"
"The concubine and the lord are husband and wife, how can I please say it? The lord is not feeling well, so the concubine must be worried." Ling Yu lowered her eyebrows and answered the words in a leisurely manner.
She finally understood that Ji Yang was talking to everyone, and she was just a punching bag.
If this knot is not opened, the relationship will only deteriorate further.
"Is the princess not angry at all for what the king did to the princess earlier? Not angry?" Ji Yang looked at her with raised eyebrows as if he didn't believe it, and stubbornly wanted to find a loophole in her face to prove his guess.
"Angry." Ling Yu continued to massage him, "I also feel aggrieved, I don't know what I did wrong to cause the prince to treat me like this, but I can't do anything about it."
"We can get together and leave." Ji Yang said without thinking.
Hearing this, Ling Yu's eyes dimmed, and the hands that were massaging him were trembling, Ji Yang's eyes also changed, a little embarrassed, "It doesn't seem so good, the girl who got married..."
"The prince really hates the concubine so much? Is it so bad that you don't want to see each other?" Ling Yu lowered her head, her words were lonely, "The marriage of the concubine to the princess is a marriage bestowed by the emperor. Naturally, it is impossible for the prince to get married. You can divorce your wife, and the concubine will have no face to go back to the prime minister's mansion, so I can only go to the nunnery to accompany the ancient Qingdeng Buddha."
"I didn't say divorce." Ji Yang refuted her. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason to hate her, and he said, "I didn't target you either!"
"The lord will feel better after washing and changing his clothes and drinking some sober soup." Ling Yu didn't ask further, "This concubine will serve the lord to wash and change his clothes."
She thought that Ji Yang would not let her get close, but today he is not so gunpowder-smelling, and he didn't deliberately make things difficult for her, he seems a little guilty.
Ling Yu was not stupid, she was busy and took good care of her, her docile appearance made Ji Yang feel a little uncomfortable.
Then, when the two were having breakfast, she used the spare chopsticks to pick up a piece of biscuits for him, "My lord, try it, this cook just arrived, this is his ancestral recipe, it's delicious and not greasy."
"The king can pick it up himself, as long as the concubine takes care of herself." Although Ji Yang said so, he picked it up and ate it.
Ling Yu has been good at observing words and expressions since she was a child, and she soon discovered a problem, Ji Yang is a soft-spoken person rather than hard-working.
If he was kind to him, it would be difficult for him to speak harshly.
In order to verify this, she scooped up another soup ball for him, "My lord, eat more, I'm getting up late today."
"Yeah." Ji Yang nodded, "You eat too."
Ling Yu had little to eat, so she put down her chopsticks and began to serve Ji Yang with food, taking good care of her.
He is arrogant and self-willed, he doesn't think deeply about things, and he doesn't care about other people's opinions, but his mind looks pure.
At the very least, if she didn't hate her, and didn't resist her closeness, then she might be able to save the relationship.
after dinner.
Ji Yang still didn't leave, this was the first time he rested in her courtyard.
There have long been rumors in the mansion that the prince went to the concubine's place last night, but because he was drunk, he must have had a fight when he woke up. After all, the concubine is not as favored as a singer.
All parties are waiting for the movement.
The people in the courtyard were also uneasy. Mother Xu and the others had been absent-minded all morning, so Xia He went in to find out by carrying the bird's nest.
Ji Yang was sleeping on the bed, while Ling Yu was sitting on the side, looking at the poems in her hand, the room was quiet.
"Miss." Xia He just said, the other party made a small movement, she immediately stopped talking, put the bird's nest on the table gently.
"Go make some hangover soup." Ling Yu ordered in a low voice.
Xia He looked at the sleeping prince, feeling a little happy in his heart, and bent down, "Yes, I'm going now, slave."
It is good for the prince and her young lady to get along well, and now they can stop those people from making jokes!
After the hangover soup was cooked, Ji Yang just woke up.
He walked towards Ling Yu, looked at the hangover soup in his hand, frowned, and looked at the bowl on the table, "What is that?"
The words were a bit unpleasant, as if Ling Yu tasted something delicious behind his back, and let him drink such a nasty thing.
"Back to the lord, it was the bird's nest that you had someone bring to the concubine." Ling Yu continued, "I haven't thanked the lord in person, the bird's nest is delicious."
Ji Yang's expression was relaxed, and his voice was raised a few degrees, "Of course it's delicious. This is a tribute from Syrah. There's only so much in total, and even the noble concubine can't eat it."
In other words, being my princess is better than being a concubine!
Ling Yu was taken aback for a moment, but her reaction was quick, she bowed slightly, and said softly, "Thank you for your kindness, my concubine."
Ji Yang waved his hand, took the hangover soup in her hand, and drank it in one gulp.
"Does the prince still have a headache?" Ling Yu stepped forward to take the bowl in his hand, looked at him and asked.
"Of course it doesn't hurt. The king's body is recovering quickly, so he's fine." Ji Yang glanced at her and replied with a straight face, lest Ling Yu think that he was not in good health.
Ling Yu thought his appearance was a little funny, but she didn't show it, "It's good that the prince recovers, and the concubine can feel relieved."
"You care about me?" Ji Yang grasped the point.
"My lord is my concubine's husband, so my concubine naturally cares about you. In the future, I want to ask my lord to drink less alcohol. It's not good for my health." Ling Yu said something boldly, for fear that Ji Yang would think that she was too much if something went wrong. Mind your own business.
Ji Yang raised his eyelids, and after a while, Tsundere said, "This king knows!"
After the words fell, he turned around and walked away.
Ling Yu stood there, looked at his tall back, and thought about his temperament, as if he was so casual.
Forget it, if she said again, touching his burning point, I'm afraid she wouldn't be so amiable.
Inside the palace.
By the Jingxin Lake, the woman standing on the side is wearing a dark blue double-breasted dress with a wide skirt winding behind her. On her head is a crystal hairpin with tassels hanging from it.
She looked at the rippling lake, then lowered her head, looked at her slightly protruding belly, and stroked it gently, again and again.
child oh child.
You must be a son.
"Your Majesty, it's very windy today." The maid came up, brought up the cloak, put it on for her, and said in a low voice, "I heard that Prince Xian stayed at Princess Xian's place last night."
"It's true?" Mo Tian's expression changed.
The two are husband and wife, so it's normal to sleep together, but Ji Yang likes her, and made such a big fuss for her some time ago, which is also infatuation.
She was surprised to hear the news suddenly.
The Mo family and the Ling family have always been at odds, and she and Ling Yu are also "old enemies". It can be said that the two have been on par since they were young, and they competed for the position of "the most talented woman in the capital".
"It's true, King Xian went to the brothel last night and brought back a singer. He heard that he was going to ask for the title of side concubine. After getting drunk, he went to the courtyard of the princess. Heard there was a commotion, but there was no movement today. ’” the maid continued.
Mo Tian frowned slightly, and his eyes darkened, "You let people continue to stare, don't startle the snake."
She needs Ji Yang's liking and his help, so she naturally doesn't want his love to disappear, the more unwilling the other party is, she will always be Bai Yueguang.
"The servant knows."
The maid lowered her head, turned around and walked back, stopped after a few steps, bent her body, "I have seen the prince."
Mo Tian turned around, and a man not far away was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, his black hair was partly tied up with a hosta, and he was wearing a white jade pendant around his waist.
If you really want to describe it, at first glance, it gives people the feeling that it is as elegant as jade and beautiful, but this person is the most powerful and ambitious.
"I've seen the prince." Mo Tian leaned slightly.
"Sister-in-law Huang doesn't need to be too polite." Ji Yao stopped a few steps in front of her, looking at the lake, "The weather is fine today, and sister-in-law Huang looks much better than last time."
"I didn't feel well for a short time, the imperial doctor prescribed a few anti-fetal medicines after seeing it, and it's not a serious problem." Mo Tian smiled and replied.
Ji Yao nodded, "That's good."
The two casually said a few irrelevant words, and Ji Yao walked away without giving Mo Tian a second look.
But Mo Tian, she didn't immediately go in the opposite direction, she still stared at the white back from the corner of her eye, and took a few more glances before she retracted.
Ever since Ji Yang got drunk and stayed overnight, the two of them lived together peacefully for a day without any disputes, and he didn't want to be sarcastic at Ling Yu as usual.
However, the habit of visiting brothels and brothels has not changed, but he no longer brings back divas, nor does he get drunk.
"As long as the prince doesn't bring people into the backyard, the lady will feel better." Madam Xu comforted Ling Yu, "Miss will seize the opportunity to bow her head again in another day, and it won't be so sad to give birth to a small child."
"According to the law of this dynasty, the prince can only marry at most two side concubines. If he brings them back again, he may not be a side concubine." Ling Yu opened her thin lips lightly.
Even if the relationship with Ji Yang eased up a little, it was only a little bit easier.
Originally thought that this palace was the cleanest, but unexpectedly Ling Yu really fell into a pit of fire. Madam Xu's old eyes were reddened, "If Miss went to marry somewhere else, how could she be so wronged as the head of the house?"
Not to mention letting the singer give birth to the eldest son and eldest daughter, even the concubines are not allowed, they will all be eliminated to maintain the status of the main wife.
"Nurse..."
"It seems that the princess is really wronged to marry this king." A voice sounded, and Ji Yang's figure appeared in front of the two of them, sneering loudly.
Madam Xu's face was pale, and she quickly knelt down.
"Nurse has no other intentions. It's all my concubine's fault to ask the lord for mercy. She got up and was willing to be punished." Ling Yu also knelt down.
"It's the old slave who committed the crime, and he speaks without restraint. It's all the old slave's fault." Afraid that Ji Yang would add the crime to Ling Yu again, Madam Xu stretched out her hand and slapped her mouth fiercely, beating and scolding, "It's all the old slave's fault." It's all the old slave's fault..."
Ji Yang didn't come here a few days ago, she watched Ling Yu grow up, and now the whole city is making jokes, she was inevitably impatient, and because of Ling Yu's importance, she forgot her identity.
"Okay." Ji Yang waved his hand impatiently, "Get down!"
Madam Xu looked at Ling Yu with worried eyes, but the other party winked at her, and said, "My lord has a big heart, I thank you lord for your kindness on behalf of a nanny."
She said, leaning over to kowtow.
Ji Yang stepped forward to pull her up, raised his eyebrows, "Don't do this, I hate these etiquettes the most, kneeling back and forth all the time."
Ling Yu stood beside him, "I don't know that the prince will come, is the prince hungry? Ask the kitchen to bring some food over."
"Let them hurry up." Ji Yang sat casually on the side, looking displeased, "What kind of dance is Manhelou dancing today? It's a group of demons dancing wildly. What kind of piano is playing? Noise."
"Drinking? Do you have the nerve to ask me to drink?"
"My lord, don't be angry, these are naturally not as good as the dancers and musicians in the palace." Ling Yu comforted her softly.
"Vulgar and vulgar fans are hard to be elegant." Ji Yang sarcastically.
Ling Yu could hear the disgust in his words, but he knew it, so why did he go in and out of that place every day
She wanted to ask, but couldn't.
The back kitchen brought several plates of cakes, lotus flower cakes, osmanthus cakes, dragon beard cakes, mung bean cakes...
Ji Yang poured himself a cup of tea, looked at Ling Yu, "Can you dance?"
"Concubine..."
"Forget it, can you play the piano? I'm in a bad mood today, play a piece for me." Ji Yang raised his chin and looked at the Guqin.
Ling Yu was reluctant, always felt that he wanted to separate her from the girls in the brothel, and felt awkward in her heart, but she couldn't refuse.
"The concubine can just play a piece at will, and please don't dislike it, my lord." Ling Yu walked to the Guqin and sat down slowly.
As soon as she raised her hand, her slender white jade fingers covered the strings, and gently plucked, the clear and smooth sound of the piano flowed out, sometimes mellow and then rapid, touching people's hearts when she raised her hand and dropped it.
At the end of the song, the lingering sound curls up.
Ji Yang raised his hands, took the initiative to clap his hands, and praised, "The princess is really too modest, compared to the musicians in the palace, she is even worse."
"My lord's absurd praise." Ling Yu withdrew her hand, and was stopped by Ji Yang just as she was about to get up, "The moonlight is good tonight, and this king just wants to listen to the princess playing the piano. I wonder if the princess would like it?"
"My lord, just don't dislike him." Ling Yu sat down again, looked at him, and it was a lie to say that he was not throbbing in his heart.
Even if he hurt her thousands of times, after she licked the wound well, her love for him would be born again. The scene two years ago often appeared in her mind.
He is her husband, the God of her life.
The time they spend together is invaluable to her.
"This king won't." Ji Yang suddenly smiled, looked at her and said something solemnly.
Ling Yu thinks he looks so pretty when he smiles, like the warm sun. The corner of her mouth was unconsciously stained with a smile.
The sound of the piano is sweet, one after another.
"Sweet and greasy." Ji Yang bit a piece of pastry, frowned, and then drank two cups of tea.
Ling Yu got up slowly, walked to him, raised her hand to pour tea for him, but someone pulled her outstretched hand.
With a cry of surprise, she fell into a firm embrace, Ling Yu's expression changed suddenly, and her body froze suddenly.
Ji Yang was very close to her, and put his arms around her waist. A pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes were staring at him, his jaw was tense, and he stretched out his index finger to lift her chin, "Princess, it seems that you haven't answered my question just now. The problem."
Ling Yu's palms were sweating profusely, her expression was at a loss, "... what's the problem?"
"Marrying this king wronged you?" Ji Yang continued to look at her, the emotion in his eyes was meaningful.
Hearing the words, Ling Yu's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously denied, "No, my lord misunderstood."
"I don't think I have misunderstood anything, but I feel that the princess has a lot of dissatisfaction with me." Ji Yang didn't let go of her, but stretched out two fingers to grab a strand of her hair that was hanging down, and played with it.
Ling Yu hung on her nerves, she knew she was right, but she didn't dare to meet his eyes, her lips squirmed several times, and finally said, "Your Majesty thinks too much."
"Oh?" Ji Yang's mouth hooked slightly, and he said casually, "Princess, are you sure?"
"Concubine's status is confirmed." Ling Yu's thoughts have subsided, and she got up in his arms, "Whether it's the wedding night or serving tea at home, the prince has the right not to do this, and the concubine cannot interfere with the prince's decision."
Whether it's grievances or complaints, it's her fate. Ji Yang didn't agree to this marriage from the beginning, he has the right to refuse, and there's no reason to follow her.
The prince's hand hooking her hair froze, as if he didn't expect her to say that, facing her clear beautiful eyes, he retracted his hand, and looked away, "Ordinary people either show their faces angrily, or make compromises, but you, princess can speak."
"This is what I think from the bottom of my heart." Ling Yu answered his words with lowered eyebrows.
"As expected of this king's concubine, she is broad-minded, dignified and virtuous."
Listening to what he said, Ling Yu's eyes were full of emotions, but her face remained calm, she stood up from him, "It's getting late, tomorrow morning is still up, the prince should rest."
"Indeed." Ji Yang also stood up.
Ling Yu followed him, and was about to send him out, during which she said, "The queen mother sent three maids yesterday, and the concubines are placed in Nanyuan. There are still vacant houses in Nanyuan. Over there."
Except for the day when she was drunk, Ji Yang had never stayed here, and she was used to it.
No one is willing to push their husband out, but she is a princess, and her husband is not an ordinary person, so it is destined not to be exclusive to her.
Not to mention that the relationship between the two is not good, even if it is good, when a woman is in trouble, there must always be someone to serve him and open up for him.
"Are you in a hurry to drive me away?" Ji Yang turned around, squinting his eyes, revealing a hint of danger.
"I don't mean anything like that." Ling Yu quickly denied, wasn't he about to walk towards the door? Is she wrong
"The king can't rest here with the concubine?" Ji Yang seemed to be fighting with her, and his footsteps changed, and he walked to the bedroom.
Ling Yu was taken aback by his momentum.
"Aren't you here to help me change clothes?" Ji Yang's voice came from the inside, her momentum was not small, she really couldn't figure him out, fearing that he might misunderstand again, she hurried inside.
As a new wife, Ling Yu was a little clumsy when serving others, and now she was unbuttoning Ji Yang's belt and taking off his coat.
As soon as he lowered his head, he could see her delicate eyebrows and eyes, and he could still smell her faint fragrance when he was close.
The two lay flat on the bed, and neither of them spoke.
It was the first time that Ling Yu slept on the same bed with him who was conscious. She was so restless that she was too nervous to turn over.
She secretly bit her lower lip, why did she talk so much just now? Ji Yang was obviously provoked by her.
As for Mammy Xu who had repeatedly emphasized to her that she would take the initiative to devote herself to childbirth, she blushed just thinking about it. How could she do such a despicable act
Ji Yang, who was sleeping next to her, had already closed his eyes and was still. In fact, he was not much calmer than her.
A heart was pounding, her breath was in the wings of her nostrils, her emotions fluctuated, like a young man who had just begun to love, and was extremely young.
Facing Ling Yu, he really is.
In the previous life, the two had no skin-to-skin relationship. After being imprisoned, they had a deep relationship, but they were seriously ill, and they were so guilty that they didn't even think about it.
Ling Yu kept her eyes open and stayed up all this time, not daring to wake Ji Yang up with any big movements.
From Haishi to Zishi, the night gets deeper and deeper.
Ling Yu's body was aching, she held her breath, and wanted to turn over quietly and move a little bit, but Ji Yang followed her and turned over after just a few moves.
A pair of long hands stretched out and pressed against her waist. Immediately afterwards, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, and grabbed the hands on her waist.
Ling Yu fell into his arms again.
Before he could react, his hands on her body moved a few times, hugging her with both hands and feet, completely treating her as a pillow.
Rubbing here, sniffing everywhere, and the worst thing is pinching.
"My lord." Ling Yu hurriedly stopped him.
Ji Yang didn't open his eyes, but frowned, with a displeased expression, he hugged her a little tighter, and Ling Yu froze again.
She was uncomfortable being hugged, so she gently pushed him, "My lord?"
"Mother's queen." Ji Yang called out in a low voice, with a hint of grievance in his words, "Father, look at the words written by the minister."
"It's the same as the emperor's brother."
"The queen mother..."
…
He didn't know what dream he had, his tone was very hurt, his voice became softer, he let go of her and shrank his body.
Ling Yu's eyes showed distress, but she took the initiative to step forward, her voice became softer, she reached out to hug him, and patted his back lightly.
Ji Yang hugged her again.
Her quiet voice fell beside his ears, "In my heart, the prince will always be the best."
No one is half as good as him.
Ji Yang didn't speak, and hugged her tighter, Ling Yu didn't break free again.
A night without dreams.
the second day.
The two woke up at the same time. Ji Yang looked at her, his pupils shrank, and then looked at the two of them. Although they were both wearing middle clothes, they were in an intimate posture. He was still circling her, his eyes flustered.
Let go suddenly.
Ling Yu also turned around, seeing that her clothes were pulled up, she turned around again, "The concubine is waiting for the prince to wash and change his clothes."
After finishing speaking, she looked at Ji Yang, thinking for a moment that she was wrong, the tip of his ear was red
"Yeah." He coughed lightly, pretending to be calm.
Ling Yu got out of bed and put on her shoes, walked to the door and called the maid to bring in water and began to serve her.
Since she is married as a woman, it is her duty to serve her husband and in-laws, but the queen mother is in the palace, so she doesn't have to worry about it.
"My lord raises his hand."
"The concubine will wear it for you."
"My lord, turn around."
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