Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 523 (6500)

figure?

Haha, that's the kind of figure that's truly good for childbearing.

Luo Yuheng's lips curled into a faint smile, his eyes fixed on Song Yan, his gaze revealing an almost undisguised greed and burning desire.

She couldn't really explain what she was really like.

If souls truly exist in this world, then she is probably another soul within this body. However, she knows very well that while this world possesses extraordinary abilities like internal energy, gods, immortals, demons, and ghosts ultimately do not exist, nor do souls.

So, perhaps we can put it another way.

She was simply another side of her personality, hidden beneath the ordinary Luo Yuheng.

She actually disliked her other self. In her eyes, this other self was far too cowardly, always afraid to fight for what she wanted because of various rules. Even when she had the will to fight for it, after so much effort, all she got was for Song Yan to change her address from "mother" to "aunt." In her eyes, this was a complete waste of time.

If you like something, just go and grab it.

Why be so hesitant and timid?
Everyone says Luo Yuheng is unorthodox and unconventional, but this Luo Yuheng is truly unorthodox and unconventional.

Moreover, it is quite obvious that this Luo Yuheng is greatly influenced by the ordinary Luo Yuheng... When the normal Luo Yuheng has not yet recognized the feelings in his heart, this Luo Yuheng only suppresses the impulse in his heart. Even if he really wants to do something, he will only take advantage of the quiet of the night, enjoy a night of pleasure, and then disappear without a trace.

When the normally unassuming Luo Yuheng harbored the thought of competing, this version of Luo Yuheng displayed extreme greed.

She is like an extreme manifestation of Luo Yuheng.

Right next to Luo Yuheng, Luo Tianxuan seemed to notice something, raised an eyebrow, and looked over: "Mother? What's wrong?"

"Hehe..." Luo Yuheng chuckled and shook his head: "It's nothing."

His gaze finally left Song Yan, and his eyelids drooped.

Luo Tianxuan frowned slightly, vaguely sensing that something seemed off about her mother today, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. To the point that she even had the illusion that the woman in front of her wasn't her mother. But looking at that face and that unparalleled figure... Luo Tianxuan smiled and found her thoughts rather ridiculous. After all, they had lived together for so long, and she couldn't possibly be mistaken.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Tianxuan seemed to notice something else and looked towards the outside of the hall. She saw a woman in a red dress among the crowd in the front yard.

The woman was about the same age as him.

She is tall and slender.

Although there wasn't much of a curve around her chest, the skirt accentuated her long, shapely legs, which was enough to make many women envious.

The woman's face was also very beautiful, not the traditional gentle type, but her temperament was somewhat similar to Lin Xue's.

Regardless of her appearance alone, she is an exceptionally outstanding woman.

She was a few years older than her husband, which perfectly matched his preferences. If she could find a way to keep her by his side, that would be nice... As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Luo Tianxuan couldn't help but chuckle.

It really has become a habit.

Upon seeing an outstanding girl, she wanted to seduce her and bring her to her husband's side.

However, the girl's reaction was rather strange. She peeked out from the crowd, pursed her pink lips, and watched the lively scene with great interest. Her gaze lingered on Song Yan for a moment before landing on Luo Yuheng, her eyes seemingly filled with an indescribable feeling.

Suddenly, the girl seemed to sense something.

The woman instinctively shifted her gaze, and when their eyes met, she was startled.

This reaction piqued Luo Tianxuan's curiosity, but since it was the time for the wedding ceremony, Luo Tianxuan didn't want to cause any trouble at this moment. She simply made a mental note of the woman.

"Worship heaven and earth."

The emcee's booming voice echoed throughout the Prince's mansion.

Many guests had smiles on their faces, especially the silver-armored guards who were temporarily stationed in the palace, whose smiles were even brighter.

Lei Yi and Zhang Han put their arms around each other's shoulders. Perhaps knowing that on such a joyous occasion, even if they did something a little too much, their general wouldn't mind. So they unscrupulously led their brothers to make a ruckus, turning the huge palace into a noisy mess.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Emperor Ninghe sat upright on his throne, a smile on his face, and accepted the greetings from Song Yan and Hua Lianyue with an air of grandeur.

For this emperor, this was a rare opportunity to temporarily set aside the troubles of the court and the infighting, and to relax a little.

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

Zhang Han and Lei Yi's voices were so loud that even a bunch of silver-armored guards cheering them on couldn't suppress them. They mostly hugged each other and such... The soldiers were mostly rough around the edges, and having been through life and death before, they didn't care much about etiquette and rules, except for military regulations. Many things that scholars would never do were perfectly normal in the eyes of these soldiers.

Of course, this era wasn't actually that open.

A hug would be the limit; a kiss in public is absolutely out of the question.

Even so, many civil officials frowned slightly, their eyes filled with disdain, and they cursed inwardly: "Crude and vulgar warriors!"
However, they could only curse and express their contempt in secret. They would never dare to publicly rebuke or even stop these silver-armored guards from making a ruckus. After all, these crude warriors had killed civil officials before.

"Send to the bridal chamber."

With another loud shout from the emcee, the cheers from the audience reached their peak. Even Hua Lian Yue, a master-level expert, couldn't help but feel her cheeks burning. If the veil on her head were removed, one could probably see her bright red face.

Having had the experience of getting married once before, Song Yan stayed here to prepare to toast each table, while Hua Lian Yue went to the bridal chamber accompanied by Luo Tian Xuan and Lin Xue.

Lei Yi and Zhang Han were then summoned by Song Yan.

The person who's used to shield others from drinking is ultimately someone you can't escape; after all, those two bastards were the loudest just now.

But for these two, perhaps this is a good thing? After all, these two guys were originally reincarnations of alcoholics.

The gilded and vermilion-lacquered door was pushed open, and the rich fragrance of agarwood mixed with jasmine dew rushed out. A three-inch-thick scarlet carpet was laid out from the corridor into the inner room, and the gold-embroidered "Hundred Sons and Thousand Grandsons" pattern shimmered in the candlelight. The bridal chamber was lavishly decorated, with gilded mandarin duck candlesticks, jade incense burners carved with twin lotus blossoms, and most prominently displayed a pair of jade carvings of unicorns delivering children, with the marriage compatibility chart beneath them.

The bright red sheets and quilt cover exuded a festive atmosphere, but the quilt was a bit too thick, and it was probably not needed at this time of year.

Lin Xue then led Hua Lianyue to sit down by the bed.

Luo Tianxuan left for a short while and returned not long after, carrying a small bowl of egg drop soup in one hand and a plate of beef in the other: "Let's fill our stomachs first."

"We'll be busy outside for quite some time. By the time Song Yan gets back, it'll probably be midnight."

Luo Tianxuan's voice was somewhat helpless. Back when she and Song Yan got married, although they didn't actually consummate their marriage, she knew the general process. This time, the wedding was at dusk, and since Song Yan had been granted the title of Prince of Yan, the number of guests was far more exaggerated than before. After all the commotion, it was extremely difficult to see the guests off in the first half of the night.

"According to the rules, the bride shouldn't eat anything before her husband lifts the veil, right?" Hua Lian Yue's voice carried a hint of strangeness.

Luo Tianxuan smiled and said, "Our family doesn't have so many complicated rules. We always do whatever makes us comfortable. Or does Sister Lianyue want to go hungry forever?"

Hua Lianyue paused briefly, and after a few breaths, she obediently stretched out her fair hand and took the beef from Luo Tianxuan's hand... She probably also felt that getting married was very troublesome, and as a bride, according to custom, she had not eaten or drunk anything since morning.

So what if someone is a grandmaster?

Even grandmasters need to eat.

After a whole day, my tummy was flat, and I was really tired and hungry.

After feeding Hua Lianyue, Luo Tianxuan left with a smile.

Song Yan had just come out of the inner hall where Emperor Ninghe, Luo Jingyu, and Fang De were. He called Lei Yi and Zhang Han to toast each table, so it seemed that everything was alright. Luo Tianxuan was still thinking about that mysterious girl. She looked around but couldn't find any trace of the girl. She only caught a glimpse of a fiery red skirt at the door, so Luo Tianxuan chased after it.

Sure enough, when Luo Tianxuan caught up, she saw the girl with her head down, walking to the left, seemingly heading towards the palace.

She pursed her lips and quickened her pace a bit: "Miss, the banquet has only just begun. Why are you leaving already? Are you dissatisfied with the banquet at the Prince's residence?"

Eh~~~
The girl, probably not expecting anyone to follow her from behind, was startled when she suddenly heard Luo Tianxuan call her name. She made a strange sound, like a frightened kitten.

Stopping and turning around, she saw that the person who had called her was Luo Tianxuan, and her expression became even more complicated: "So it's Princess Yong'an..."

In the past few days, imperial decrees conferring the titles of princess upon Luo Tianxuan, Luo Tianyi, and the others have been issued one after another.

Yong'an was Luo Tianxuan's title.

As for Luo Tianyi, she is Princess Yongxing.

Yongle, Yongning, Yongan, Yongxing... well, they all have the character "Yong" in their names. It's probably a beautiful thought in Emperor Ninghe's heart.

As for Luo Qingyi and Luo Caiyi, they are too young and have not yet reached the age of marriage, so they do not have titles yet.

Luo Tianxuan smiled and asked, "Does the young lady know me?"

The girl gently bit her lip: "My name is Luo Qingyan!"

Luo Qingyan... Luo Qingyan...

Luo Tianxuan pondered the name, feeling a sense of familiarity, as if she had heard it somewhere before. Suddenly, her large eyes widened, and Luo Tianxuan blurted out, "Is it Princess Yongle?" Princess Yongle, Luo Qingyan.

A daughter born to her mother?
For a moment, Luo Tianxuan couldn't quite describe what was going on in her mind. It was a bit complicated, and she even felt a little guilty for not daring to face Luo Qingyan.

Unlike the bustling and noisy atmosphere inside the Prince's mansion, an indescribable oppressive silence prevailed between Luo Tianxuan and Luo Qingyan. Only after a long while did Luo Tianxuan slowly break the silence: "Princess Yongle, what is this…?"

"I secretly ran away from the palace by myself, wanting to see... what she really looks like," Luo Qingyan said softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.

Luo Tianxuan knew very well who she was referring to.

No matter what kind of person you are, you probably still have some attachment to your biological parents.

"Does the Empress agree to this?" Luo Tianxuan asked subconsciously.

Luo Qingyan smiled and said, "The Empress has never really cared about me."

“I have lived in the palace since I was a child. No matter where I go, I am always accompanied by dozens of nannies. I rarely see my mother, the Empress. Apart from paying my respects every day, I can only see the Empress once a year at the palace banquet.” Luo Qingyan said slowly, “Those nannies are very good to me. They take good care of my food, clothing and shelter. Sometimes they even get poisoned because they try my pastries and meals.”

Luo Tianxuan's heart trembled slightly. With just these words, she already knew what kind of life Princess Yongle lived in the palace. Her biological mother, the Empress of Ningguo, had only fulfilled her responsibility of raising Yongle.

They didn't care for or take care of their siblings like Luo Yuheng did, treating them like their own children.

I felt a little guilty.

She stole the maternal love that Yongle should have enjoyed.

Most importantly, even though all the truth has now been revealed, she still clings to this maternal love and is unwilling to let go.

This was extremely unfair to Princess Yongle, who was standing before her.

"Isn't the Empress good to you?"

"It can't be called bad, can it?" Princess Yongle's expression was much calmer. "It's just that she doesn't pay much attention to me. In the palace, everyone says that I, as a princess, am very carefree and not nearly as well-behaved, cute, gentle, and polite as Yongning. Actually, I also want to learn some things, but my mother has never taught me. She just leaves me with the nanny to teach me the rules of the palace, unlike Yongning, who has the Noble Consort constantly instructing her and teaching her by example."

As she spoke, Yongle smiled. Her voice was very calm, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "When I was very young, I could feel the distance in my mother's eyes. I was very confused and did not understand why my mother did not like me. When I was little, the Imperial Concubine would hold Yongning and coax her to sleep. I was very envious. Once I mustered up the courage to say this to my mother, and then my mother kicked me out of the Phoenix Palace."

"I think it's probably because I'm a girl."

“In a place like the palace, whether it’s the empress, the imperial concubine, or any other beauty, they all need a prince by their side to stand up.”

"It wasn't until the day Princess Yong'an entered the palace that I realized I wasn't my mother's biological daughter."

"That makes sense."

Princess Yongle's smile never faded. She stretched her arms forcefully, a gesture that was somewhat impolite. Yongle even felt a little guilty. She looked around and, finding no one watching her, patted her chest with a relieved expression. "The palace is truly a suffocating place, like a repressive cage. Moreover, the palace is terrifyingly realistic."

"Ever since they found out I was just a fake princess, the palace maids and eunuchs have treated me differently. Even the old women who used to take care of me have all run away. They probably felt there was no benefit in continuing to serve me... But it's a good thing they all left, otherwise, it would have been really difficult for me to sneak out of the palace."

Princess Yongle turned around, a hint of excitement in her eyes: "Dongling City is really big. It's been twenty years, and this is the first time I've left the palace... I got lost as soon as I came out, and after asking around, I finally arrived at the Prince of Yan's residence!"

"I just want to see what she looks like."

"Let bygones be bygones. I just want to know... why, even though she's already in Dongling, she's never come looking for me." As she spoke, Yongle's voice lowered, carrying a pitiful tone, like an abandoned kitten.

Luo Tianxuan felt a pang of heartache at her sight and instinctively stepped forward, saying, "Princess Yongle, don't think about those things. The reason your mother didn't come looking for you is because she was also assassinated a few days ago, along with my husband. She's only recovered a bit these past two days. She didn't mean to not come looking for you."

Upon hearing this, Yongle felt a mixture of joy and worry. He was happy that his biological mother had not completely forgotten him, but worried that his mother had also been assassinated and he didn't know how she was doing now... He had only seen her from afar and thought his mother was so beautiful.

Luo Tianxuan gently took Yongle's small hand: "I'm sorry. If we hadn't switched identities, I wouldn't be by my mother's side being pampered by her, while you would have to bear the dangers for me in the palace... I'm sorry."

“In fact, if the marriage hadn’t been arranged, Song Yan should be your husband.”

“I know it’s a bit late to say this now, but I really want to make it up to you!” Luo Tianxuan said slowly, carefully choosing her words. “I wonder if you have any requests? As long as it’s within my power, I will never refuse.”

Luo Tianxuan had already made up her mind. Even if Luo Qingyan suggested changing back, she would still agree, even though she was very reluctant.

After all, she owed Luo Qingyan too much.

Luo Qingyan shook her head: "The matter of switching identities is not something that you or I can decide." Luo Qingyan understood this very well. She admired Luo Tianxuan, but she was not jealous of her because of it.

"As for my request, I can't think of anything right now, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to tell you." Luo Qingyan smiled, her beautiful eyes looking around, a deep reluctance showing in them: "It's getting late, we should go back now."

I'm going back to that luxurious prison.

Princess Yongle's furrowed brows revealed her resistance.

She never liked places like palaces, but she had been able to tolerate them until today, when she left the palace and realized how vast the world truly was.

Looking at the palace again, it became even more unbearable.

Moreover, her identity as a fake princess has now been exposed. Although Emperor Ninghe did not strip her of her princess status and title, the eunuchs and palace maids still gossiped about it behind her back.

Whenever I encounter it, I feel a little sad, and my dislike for the palace grows stronger.

But she was just a caged bird; even if she could occasionally spread her wings and fly in the garden, she would eventually have to return to her cage.

With a sigh, Princess Yongle nodded to Luo Tianxuan and then turned to leave.

Watching Princess Yongle's retreating figure, Luo Tianxuan felt a pang of sadness and loneliness for some reason. Without knowing why, she blurted out, "If you don't mind the poor conditions, why not stay at the Prince of Yan's residence for now? My husband is a very kind person..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Tianxuan couldn't help but want to slap herself on the forehead.

She's probably trying to woo another girl to her husband.

She had just married Hua Lianyue today.

Even Luo Tianxuan felt that she had gone too far!
Night fell.

Inside the Prince's mansion, the atmosphere remained lively, filled with clinking glasses, noise, and laughter.

About an hour later, the banquet gradually came to an end as Emperor Ninghe left.

Only after seeing off the last guest did Song Yan finally let out a heavy sigh of relief; the day was finally over.

Looking into the front yard, Song Yan saw Zhang Han and Lei Yi, their faces flushed, lying unconscious on the ground in a passionate embrace… She was truly grateful to these two; otherwise, with so many guests, they would have been thoroughly drunk. “Hopefully, these two won’t wake up tomorrow with their lives completely ruined,” Song Yan muttered softly, glancing again at the two maintaining their intimate posture.

"Your Highness, let's go to the bridal chamber." Ziyu appeared behind Song Yan without him noticing, giving him a gentle push on the back and teasingly saying, "We can take care of things here. They say a moment of bliss on the wedding night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, Your Highness shouldn't waste it."

He really lacked any dignity as a prince; even Ziyu dared to tease him at will.

With a laugh and a curse, Song Yan headed towards the inner quarters.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the front yard, the back yard was very quiet.

The bridal chamber was in Song Yan's master bedroom. Pushing open the door, one could see Hua Lian Yue sitting quietly and obediently beside the bed in the dim candlelight, with a red veil covering her head. Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the veil swayed gently.

Lin Xue, who had always been by Hua Lianyue's side, had left at some unknown time.

Picking up the jade ruyi placed beside the bed, Song Yan slowly lifted the veil, and in the next instant, a stunningly beautiful face appeared before her... Hua Lian Yue was already extremely beautiful, and with Song Yan having drunk quite a bit of wine today, she felt that Hua Lian Yue was even more beautiful than before.

His eyes glazed over briefly, and his breathing became slightly heavier than before.

"My husband..." A faint smile appeared on his handsome face: "It's time to drink the nuptial wine."

At this time, there is no nuptial wine. The newlyweds will drink the nuptial wine in their bridal chamber. The nuptial wine is made by splitting a gourd into two ladles and filling them with dark wine and sweet wine!
The so-called "mysterious wine" is actually clear water, symbolizing purity.

Li is sweet wine, which symbolizes a happy life.

The Book of Rites, in the chapter on Marriage, states: "Sharing a meal and drinking wine together..." This is exactly what it means.

After taking a sip of sweet wine, Hua Lianyue's already delicate face flushed even more, making her look incredibly beautiful.

Song Yan felt something accumulating in his chest finally break through the limit. Looking at Hua Lian Yue's lovely appearance, he could no longer control himself and suddenly got up. Amidst Hua Lian Yue's soft exclamation, he picked up her soft and full body and walked towards the bed.

Before even reaching the bed, her fingers had already slipped through the wedding dress and climbed onto the delicate skin.

For a moment, the candlelight flickered red in the bridal chamber.

……

Inside the bridal chamber, the bed curtains were warm and inviting on this spring night.

However, no one noticed that a pair of cool eyes were quietly watching the room from outside the window.

(End of this chapter)