I have suffered enough in my previous life, my cousin will never marry me

Chapter 235 Final Chapter
Smiling, Fu Lingyue approached Ye Wanshu and said, "Mother, after we see Father, we'll go back to the palace to find our great-uncle."

I don't know what Qingqing said to the little ones, but they stopped fighting. Ye Wanshu said with a face full of relief, "Then we will go out of the city now to welcome your father."

"Great, great, I can finally see my father."

Seeing the brother and sister's excited faces, Ye Wanshu and Mu Qingqing carried the two little ones onto the carriage, and the group followed the city's residents slowly out of the city.

Throughout the journey, Ye Wanshu kept imagining the scene of seeing Fu Mingchi again.

I haven't replied to him yet; he must be harboring a lot of resentment.

Fortunately, Ji Yunze has already achieved a great victory overseas, and His Majesty has allowed him to return to the capital. This time, even if that bastard has deep resentment, he will have no way to vent his anger on Ji Yunze.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanshu felt much more at ease.

After leaving the city, they waited for a long time outside the north gate, watching wave after wave of triumphant royal troops enter the city, but they still couldn't see Fu Mingchi's figure. Not only the two little ones, but even Ye Wanshu was getting a little anxious.

They waited until the afternoon, but Fu Mingchi still hadn't returned. Then, a familiar figure rode out of the city on horseback, looking absent-minded.

"Master Ji?"

Mu Qingqing was the first to recognize the person who came and excitedly asked, "Is Lord Ji also here to welcome my cousin?"

Noticing that something was off about his expression, Ye Wanshu immediately became suspicious.

Ji Yunze has probably just arrived in the capital. Let alone his merits, his stubborn nature alone makes it impossible for him to come out of the city to welcome Fu Mingchi.

I wonder why he's here at this time?
“Lord Ji, you must be tired from your journey. You should rest at home. Why go out of the city and suffer further?” Ye Wanshu said tentatively.

Ji Yunze clasped his hands in a fist salute and replied solemnly, "Your Majesty's decree requires me to immediately proceed to the northern border to pursue the remnants of the Daqiu army while they are still victorious."

"What?" Ye Wanshu looked surprised and immediately guessed that it must be that bastard Fu Mingchi's idea again.

However, she couldn't let her anger out in front of the two little ones.

"Lord Ji, could you perhaps have misunderstood His Majesty's meaning?" Ye Wanshu said tactfully, "Why don't you return to the city first, Lord Ji, and wait for His Highness the Crown Prince to return before discussing this further?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion arose in the crowd.

Ye Wanshu looked over upon hearing the sound and saw Fu Mingchi leading his confidants slowly approaching.

His gaze was fixed on Ji Yunze, and he seemed somewhat displeased.

"Father."

Fu Ling'an and Fu Lingyue happily rushed to greet him, while Ye Wanshu stared blankly as he dismounted and gently picked up the two little ones, her feet frozen in place.

Fu Mingchi walked forward calmly, slowly put down the two little ones, and looked at Ye Wanshu with a half-smile: "Wan'er doesn't seem happy to see me?"

“Father, you have misunderstood Mother,” Fu Ling’an explained, “Mother thinks of Father every day.”

"That's because Father misunderstood your mother."

Fu Mingchi smiled and glanced at Ji Yunze on horseback. He said calmly, "Lord Ji has made great contributions and should have been allowed to rest in the capital for a while. However, the situation in the northern border is urgent, so we have to trouble Lord Ji to hurry to the border as soon as possible."

Ji Yunze was speechless, unable to express his bitterness, and could only clasp his hands in agreement.

Ye Wanshu didn't know why this scoundrel was making things difficult for Ji Yunze, so she leaned close to Fu Mingchi and whispered, "Your Highness has so many powerful generals by your side, why send a scholar like Lord Ji to the northern border in person?"

"Lord Ji is a pillar of the court, and only he is capable of handling this matter."

Fu Mingchi gave a vague answer and then urged Yan Jin to see Ji Yunze off.

Ye Wanshu wanted to stop him, but Fu Mingchi simply picked her up and put her in the carriage.

"Does Wan'er really feel sorry for that bookworm?" Fu Mingchi asked, a hint of displeasure on his face.

“Fu Mingchi, you are about to rule the world, why can’t you tolerate Ji Yunze?” Ye Wanshu said, “He is your subject, not your enemy.”

"That's precisely why I should let him achieve even more merits."

Seeing her huffing and puffing, Fu Mingchi said in a serious tone, "Wan'er, think about it. Now the court is full of old ministers from Yuezhou. Who will restrain these people in the future? Only Ji Yunze can help me balance the court."

"So you didn't mean to make things difficult for him?" Ye Wanshu looked at him with some doubt, but had to admit that he was right.

"Why would I make things difficult for him?" Fu Mingchi said calmly, pulling her into his arms. "Wan'er is now the mother of An'an and Yueyue, and the Crown Princess of this palace. Wouldn't it be petty of me to make things difficult for him?"

Upon further reflection, Ye Wanshu realized that this did indeed make sense.

Fu Mingchi added, "To be honest, I do have some selfish motives in giving him the great credit for pacifying the north."

Looking down at her, Fu Mingchi smiled faintly and said, "Wan'er gave birth to An'an and Yueyue for me three years ago. I have been thinking about you and your children every moment while I was at the border. Now the Northern bandits are only at the end of their strength. I want to return to the court as soon as possible to be with you."

These words touched Ye Wanshu.

During these years apart, she longed for Fu Mingchi to return victorious to the capital as soon as possible.

It's rare that he's not the kind of person who only talks about fame and fortune all day long; he still cares about the mother and her two children.

"I misunderstood you," Ye Wanshu said sincerely. "Now that Beidu has been recovered, it can be said that His Majesty's wish has been fulfilled. From now on, I just want you to stay with us, the three of us."

Suddenly remembering the events in the palace, Ye Wanshu quickly poked her head out: "By the way, His Majesty has ordered the abdication ceremony to be prepared, and has also prepared a wedding ceremony for us. We're now..."

"Your Majesty is in the prime of life; how could you possibly be thinking of abdicating?"

Fu Mingchi smiled and said, "Wan'er, our wedding shouldn't be held in Lin'an, what do you think?" Ye Wanshu immediately understood his meaning, and the image of Taowu immediately appeared in her mind.

She really liked Peach Blossom Valley; it was also the place where she deceived Fu Mingchi.

"Fu Mingchi, do you want to go back to Yuezhou?" Ye Wanshu hesitated before replying, "But His Majesty is still thinking of An'an and Yueyue, and the Dowager Consort and everyone else are waiting for us in the palace."

"Then let them wait a little longer," Fu Mingchi urged Zhu Wencai, urging him to head directly towards the east of the city.

The carriage suddenly changed course, leaving everyone stunned.

The Duke of Ningguo was holding An'an and Yueyue affectionately when he saw the scene before him, and his expression froze.

"Great-grandfather, where are Father taking Mother?" Fu Ling'an asked fearfully. "Does Father not want me and my sister anymore?"

Watching the carriage disappear into the distance, Mu Qingqing had already guessed what was going on.

I'm afraid my cousin is going to take his wife back to Yuezhou.

this.
So they're willing to give up their child just to enjoy life as a couple?
Seeing the two pitiful little ones, Mu Qingqing could only comfort them, "An'an, your father just has some things to take care of. He'll be back when he's done."

Tao Anran could also see that His Highness did not want to ascend the throne so early, and leaving behind two children would be a good way to appease His Majesty.

He quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Duke, why don't we return to the palace to report first?"

Duke Ningguo could only nod: "Very well."

After saying that, he picked up the two little ones, mounted his horse, and headed straight for the palace.

Emperor Zhaolie and the Empress Dowager were waiting in the palace, when suddenly a servant came to report that the Crown Prince had led the Crown Princess back to Yuezhou. Emperor Zhaolie was furious.

"Is the Crown Prince trying to shirk his responsibilities?"

Thinking of his two little ones who were always by his side, Emperor Zhaolie was extremely anxious: "My little grandson, my little granddaughter, did he take them with him too?"

Ignoring everyone's advice, Emperor Zhaolie staggered out of the main hall, only to see the Duke of Ningguo leading two little children toward him.

“An’an, Yueyue.”

Emperor Zhaolie's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, immediately settled down. He rushed forward and hugged the two little ones, murmuring repeatedly, "My little darlings, the Crown Prince still has some conscience and didn't take you away."

Consort Zhang looked on, feeling both amused and exasperated.

But her son's actions were indeed excessive, so she quickly rebuked him: "What is the Crown Prince up to? He's so concerned about the reunion of husband and wife, has he forgotten the etiquette between ruler and subject?"

Everyone who heard this felt a chill run down their spine, and even the Duke of Ningguo was at a loss for what to do.

"Grandfather," Fu Lingyue pleaded with Emperor Zhaolie, following Mu Qingqing's instructions, "Father wants to go back to Mother's Peach Blossom Village to hold a wedding ceremony. After the wedding, Father will bring Mother back. Please don't blame Father, okay?"

Emperor Zhaolie could guess what that brat was thinking; he probably didn't want to be emperor.

Just thinking about Taowu made him feel a little ashamed.

If it weren't for me, my nephew and Wan'er would have been married in Yuezhou long ago, instead of being delayed until now.

"Alright, Your Highness, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Let them be," Emperor Zhaolie instructed Tao Anran. "Go and tell the Crown Prince that it's fine if he doesn't want to return to Lin'an, but he must not neglect his responsibility to continue the imperial line."

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After giving his instructions, Emperor Zhaolie, with eyes full of affection for his children, led Fu Ling'an and Fu Lingyue into the palace, saying, "Your father and mother do not love you, but your great-uncle does."

After traveling for several days, we finally returned to Yuhua Town.

Returning to this familiar place, Ye Wanshu was filled with many emotions.

Although Fu Mingchi's actions were somewhat risky, she was mostly moved.

He must have remembered what he once said, that he always remembered his love for Taowu, and now that the war was over, he couldn't wait to bring her back to fulfill his wish.

"Fu Mingchi, thank you, thank you for still being the same as before," Ye Wanshu said sincerely.

"Fool, these are things I should have done for you."

Fu Mingchi led her down from the carriage.

In the warm spring of March, the peach blossoms in Taowu were in full bloom. The surrounding area had already been cleaned up, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a neat and colorful scene.

“Entering the palace is like entering a deep sea. I fear that it will be difficult to bring you back to this homeland in the future, so I only want to seize the day.” Fu Mingchi looked at her with deep affection, his beautiful appearance just like when he first saw her.

With his large hand gently stroking her dark hair, Fu Mingchi chuckled and said, "I hope my Wan'er will never have any regrets in her life."

Ye Wanshu shook her head: "I have no regrets after meeting you."

She knew that no matter how many lifetimes she lived, it was impossible to guarantee that everything would be perfect. Cherishing what she had in the present moment was the most important thing.

"Fu Mingchi, may we spend the rest of our lives together, day and night, never to be apart again."

Ye Wanshu tiptoed, gently wrapped her arms around his neck, and slowly pressed her lips to his.

A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, and a blue handkerchief floated slowly into the air. Fu Mingchi gazed at the handkerchief and murmured to himself.

May we spend the rest of our lives together, day and night, never to be apart again.

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