Chapter 80
Rong Xiangmi looked at him strangely and smiled, “Where am I wronged?”
“It’s all because I’ve wronged you.” Zhou Xianyang’s words made Rong Xiangmian’s heart sink, and she couldn’t smile anymore.
This change was immediately seized by Zhou Xian Yang, who took her into his arms, “Didn’t you say you want to build a Buddha Hall in the mansion? In front of the Buddha, let’s offer a tablet to your mother. We’ll offer it to ourselves, burn lamps and incense every day, listen to the sound of the Buddha, and pray for your mother.”
When Rong Xiangmian heard this, of course he liked it, but: “This is not good, is it? What will happen if it gets out?”
“What’s so bad about it?” Zhou Xian Yang said earnestly, “Your mother was one of the few people in the world who was bold and courageous, and deserves to be worshipped every day by future generations.”
“My mother?” Rong Xiangmian had never dared to call her own mother her mother, and she was a little disbelieving that King Yu would say that.
“Yes, she is your mother. I also have a mother, she doesn’t allow me to call her mother anymore, but she is still my mother. It doesn’t matter if they’re queens or concubines, horse tamers or public concubines. They give us life, they are our mothers.”
Hearing this, Rong Xiangmian was moved to tears.
Zhou Xian Yang took her handkerchief and wiped her tears, “The royal family is your home, you can do whatever you want. Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
Rong Xiangmian nods her head, unable to say a word, and cries hard on Yulong’s shoulder.
After she gradually cried out all the grievances she had accumulated over the years, Zhou Xian Yang picked up a mirror and shone it in front of her, “Look, don’t go out tomorrow.”
“Aiya!” Rong Xiangmian’s eyes were almost swollen from crying, and she was sweating so much that the rouge on her face was all smudged. She wiped her face and saw that Yü Wang’s shoulder was covered in tears and snot.
Zhou Xian Yang glanced down, “I’ll go change again.”
Rong Xiangyang immediately rummages through the closet and pulls out a set of bedclothes: “I made these at home last year and have already washed them. It’s just right to wear when it’s hot.”
Zhou Xian Yang reached out and touched it, and it was really cool to the touch. At that time, he was still a prince who was far away from Yangzhou, with no favor and no hope. She was the only girl who didn’t mind his prospects, and made bedclothes for him in the capital, whom she had never met.
Thinking about this, he felt a warmth in his heart.
Seeing that he thought he was laughing at the anachronism of his unmarried girl making bedclothes for her husband, Rong Xiangxian explained, “At that time, the war in Western Qin was like hemp, and I often had nightmares. Apart from praying before the Buddha, the only way to settle my mind was to do some sewing.”
Zhou Xian Yang gave her a bow, “So I was so lucky to return victorious, all because of Your Highness’s prayers for me. Thank you, Your Highness, for your prayers and love of needlework.”
Rong Xiangshi was then happy and shook out the clothes, “Try it on, Your Highness, and see if it fits? I made it according to big brother’s size.”
“It shouldn’t be a problem, I’m about the same height as big brother-in-law.” Zhou Xian Yang said, standing up and stretching out his hands, “Dress for me, you won’t still have to run in your own room.”
Rong Xiangyang pursed his lips and came forward to undo Yulong’s blouse for him. With a red face again, she put on the pajamas she made for him.
Zhou Xian Yang lowered his head, looking at her fluttering eyelashes, in the candlelight at night, still stained with teardrops, especially lovely.
The two of them were so close that they didn’t realize that their ears were red as their breath brushed against each other.
At this time, a maid outside said: “The girl’s hot water is ready.”
Rong Xiangmian was like an amnesty, and hung his pants on Yu Wang’s arm: “I’m going to take a bath. Your Highness change by yourself.”
Fei Xue waits for Rong Xiang Mi to bathe, describing in colorful detail the scenes in the palace today.
At one point, she talked about Rong Xiangmian’s thrilling experience on the polo field, at another point, she complained about the Empress Mother’s unkind intentions, and finally, she talked back to the Empress Dowager’s instructions, “Miss, I see that His Highness’s heart for the girl is true. Miss, it is better to make plans early so that the Empress Dowager can hold her grandchildren. In the event that the Empress takes the royal family’s lack of heirs in the future, and then wants to give Yul Wang a few more people, how can it be good?”
Rong Xiangmian said, “I know in my heart, you guys don’t need to persuade me.” She indeed has to plan for herself and the Yuhang Mansion.
Heaven was not to her liking, and when she got up from her bath, she realized that her monthly letter had arrived.
After cleaning herself up and returning to her room, she saw that Zhou Xian Yang was already lying on the couch, and Xiang Xiang said, “Your Highness’ hand is injured, so it’s inconvenient to sleep on the couch in case you bump into it. Why don’t we switch? You can sleep on the bed.”
Zhou Xian Yang held his forehead, seemingly in some discomfort.
She walked over and sat on the edge of the couch, coming closer to ask, “What’s wrong?”
King Yu suddenly lifted his head and stared straight at her, his gaze burning with uncontrollable desire, but also with a grim viciousness.
Rong Xiangmian’s heart jumped, feeling that this gaze was unfamiliar.
Before she could react, he had already gotten off the ground, “I’m going to sleep in the study.”
Rong Xiangmian was even more surprised, he refused to sleep in the study even after the noise that day?
She followed over: “Your Highness, I’ll let you get you a bed?”
“No need!” Zhou Xian Yang shook off her hand and left quickly.
Xiao Nan and Xiao Bei thought that the young couple had quarreled again and just silently followed them outside the study.
Rong Xiang Xiang’s heart was on fire, what did he mean just now? He actually dared to throw his face at her!
She went all the way over there and rushed before Zhou Xian Yang closed the door, placing her hand in the doorway: ”You close it! I’ll break my hand!”
In the moment of Zhou Xian Yang’s hesitation, she broke in.
There were no lights in the study, only moonlight coming in through the doorway and the air holes above, everything had a hazy beauty.
Zhou Xian Yang looked at the Princess’s thin clothes, which were transparent under the moonlight, enveloping her shapely figure, and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
“You go back!”
He pushed Rong Xiangshi away, but Rong Xiangshi took advantage of the situation and pulled him back, touching his palm, then coming closer to touch his forehead: “Why is it so hot? Is it because of the wind and fever? I’ll tell them to go find the eunuch.”
Her concerned eyes made Zhou Xian Yang feel that his mouth was dry and his body was burning.
“No need.” Saying that, he closed the door.
Before Xiangyang could react, her lips were contained. Her waist was gripped hard, and she was tightly pressed against his hot body.
And then she was lifted up in his arms, skyward, and pressed into the very hard bed.
She was so kissed that she couldn’t breathe, and felt his hands working their way down from the middle of her neck, rubbing her wantonly.
The silvery moonlight leaked onto them, looking so cold and hot on top of them.
She couldn’t push him as hard as she could, and the man pressed down on her like a mountain. The wooden couch hurt her back.
Finally before she was about to suffocate, the man’s kiss left her lips and traveled all the way down.
Rong Xiangyang urgently said, “Not today, my letter period is coming …… Don’t ……”
Zhou Xian Yang, as if he had not heard, a kiss fell, and Xiangmian trembled.
“Zhou Xian Yang! You said you won’t force me!” Rong Xiangmian’s words with a sobbing voice seemed to have had some effect.
The man stopped his movements and ambled his upper body, taking a few deep breaths, his gaze gloomy: “What did you give me to drink?”
“You …… “Rong Xiangmian felt his hot and burning breath and asked in shock, “What did you just drink?”
“Lin Lang poured me a cup of fruit wine, isn’t it the fruit wine you made?”
Lin Lang? Fruit wine?
Xiangmian did not believe that Linlang would drug Yuhang, when she was puzzled, the man caught her soft cherry lips again and said vaguely, “I told you not to follow me, but you sent yourself to the door, and now you are unwilling to do so, is it fun to torture me like this?”
“Concubine Hui!” Rong Xiangmian covered Yu Wang’s lips as she speculated, “Today I went to pay my respects, and Consort Hui gave me some home-brewed fruit wine. Did Lin Lang give you that wine to drink?”
Zhou Xian Yang’s complexion flinched, his gaze suspiciously roving over her face, finally regaining a moment of clarity, “Why would she do this to us?”
Now is not the time to pursue the reason, Rong Xiangmian presses her hands against Yu Wang’s burning face, “I’ll go call the Imperial Doctor first!”
“No,” Zhou Xian Yang sits up and seems to remember something, immediately exiting the study door, Rong Xiang Mi knows that he was right to try to shut her out just now, but still can’t help but follow.
Xiao Nan and Xiao Bei stopped her, “Your Highness, you go back to rest first, Master has us to look after him.”
Rong Xiangshi was relieved and followed her to the garden. Under the moonlight, the small river flowed quietly, flooded with fine silver light.
Zhou Xian Yang had already walked to the center of the water.
He turned around and saw the nicknamed figure on the bank, and really wanted to hold her, dive into the water together, seal her lips, and the two of them sink into the sea of lust together.
He suppressed his voice, word by word in the night, knocking on Rong Xiangyang’s heart, “You go back, you are here, it will not help.”