Zhao Yang was wearing a green dress. She was sitting on the couch by the window, reading a book. The gentle sunlight shone through the window onto her body, accentuating her snow-white and tender skin. The delicate charm between her brows made one's heart beat faster. She was like a fully bloomed peony, attracting his gaze everywhere.
"Why are you angry all of a sudden?" If Ye Yiqing listened to her and went out, he would be an idiot. He still had a smile on his handsome face, and he shamelessly sat down next to her, looking at her with gentle eyes.
"Daren Ye still has time to come visit me? Aren't you busy?" Zhao Yang's face was cold, not even looking at Ye Yiqing.
Ye Yiqing knew that she must be unhappy to hear that Li Hang was going to bestow a marriage to him. He carefully tried to please her, "When did I not have time to see you? I just came out of the palace and didn't go anywhere before I came to see you."
As he spoke, he grabbed her little hand, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"
Zhao Yang pulled her hand back. "It's better if I don't. I don't want to attract gossip. I am a young widow and Lord Ye's status is noble. If you are seen with me, I'm afraid it will tarnish your reputation."
Ye Yiqing didn't know how to coax a little girl, so he felt very uncomfortable when Zhao Yang talked to him so coldly. He immediately hugged her and sat her on his lap. "Zhao Yang, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush, it makes people feel uncomfortable."
"If Daren Ye feels uncomfortable, then don't stay here and listen to me. I didn't tie up your feet. If you want to leave, no one will stop you," Zhao Yang said coldly.
"You're throwing a tantrum with me just because you heard someone gossiping about you?" Ye Yiqing pinched her waist hard and pressed her against him. "You're acting like you can't just talk things out."
Zhao Yang's heart was already sour. Hearing him scold her like this, her face became even colder, "I'm just like this. If Daren Ye thinks it's an eyesore, then don't stay here and make things difficult for yourself."
Ye Yiqing laughed lightly, "You still won't let others talk about you."
"Let me go." Zhao Yang was struggling to get off his thigh. When she heard that the Emperor of Dongqing was going to bestow a marriage upon him, her heart ached. She wasn't sure if he really liked her. If she hadn't insisted on loving him, if she hadn't taken the initiative to kiss him that day, he would've only treated her as a junior. It was she who broke the seniority gap between them. She loved him so much that she didn't care about her own safety, but she didn't know what kind of feelings he had for her.
Was it because he sympathized with her infatuation that he pitied her and gave her some pity? Or was it because he had no other women by his side that he made do with her?
For the past few nights, he had been pestering her, wanting as much as he could. It wasn't hard for her to guess that he hadn't touched another woman for many years. Was it because he hadn't been with a woman for so long that he seemed to like her so much?
Her heart was in a mess. She wanted to leave and completely cut off her thoughts of him, but she couldn't bear to leave him. She had never been so uneasy and nervous before.
"It is the empress who wants to bestow a marriage upon me, not me wanting to get married. Furthermore, I have you now, how could I marry another woman? It doesn't matter what the outside says, you have to believe me. If there is anything you don't understand, you have to ask me personally. Hearing it from someone else's mouth is not as useful as hearing it from the person involved." Ye Yiqing had experienced two lifetimes. Zhao Yang was younger than him by a dozen years. He liked her and spoiled her, but he didn't want her to be an ignorant girl. Unconsciously, he taught her like a junior.
Zhao Yang's eyes were red. "If I stay here, I'll be in the way of you marrying another noble lady. Yes, I'm just a widow. In the eyes of others, I'm no different from a used shoe. I'll just leave and not hinder Lord Ye's great future."
Ye Yiqing's face darkened slightly. "I've said so much, why don't you understand? If I would marry a woman casually, I would have married her a few years ago. I don't want to make you feel wronged. I hope to let others know about our relationship after I go to the Jin Nation to formally propose marriage. If they know now, what will they think of you?" Ye Yiqing's face darkened slightly.
"They can think what they want to think," Zhao Yang said with a cold face.
"Zhao Yang?" Ye Yiqing's eyes turned cold. "Are you going to put on a bad face in front of me every time someone says something in front of you? You are my future wife. People will bully you because you are young and easy to fool. I am not a fool either. We must trust each other. Otherwise, there will be more people who want to sow discord between us in the future. Are you going to believe them so easily?"
Zhao Yang knew that she was being petty, but she was still sad. As long as she thought about how there were people who were better than her who admired him, she felt like there were needles in her heart. She was afraid that he would think that she was not worthy of him. She was afraid that he would think that her existence would tarnish his reputation. She was afraid that in the future, people would laugh at him for marrying a widow.
Ye Yiqing saw that she just lowered her head and didn't speak. He thought that she hadn't figured it out yet, and he was a little angry in his heart. His identity couldn't avoid political enemies, and now his backyard was quiet because he hadn't married a second wife yet. In the future, when she became his wife, some people outside would definitely bully her for being young, and some people would even take advantage of her identity to make a fuss. He could protect her, but he hoped that she had the ability to protect herself.
He was much older than her, it was impossible for him to protect her for a lifetime.
"My marriage will be decided by myself. You don't need to care about what other people say in front of you. If you don't want to see me, I won't bother you anymore." Ye Yiqing carried her back to the soft couch. He lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply. He suppressed the reluctance in his heart and turned to walk out.
Zhao Yang suddenly raised her head to look at his back. Her lips moved a few times and the tears that she had been holding back fell down.
When Ye Yiqing stepped out of the room, his face instantly became as dark as ink. His eyes were so cold that it made people feel fear. He stared at Fang Zhen and asked, "Who did the princess see these past two days?"
He was the clearest about what Zhao Yang did every day. If she went out, he would definitely know. She didn't even leave the prime minister's fu, yet she knew that the emperor wanted to bestow a marriage on her. It was clear that the people in the fu were gossiping in front of her.
"The princess usually goes to this place and the garden. She doesn't even go to daren's upper room." Fang Zhen didn't think that the usually gentle and refined daren would be so scary when he was angry. She didn't even dare look at Ye Yiqing.
Ye Yiqing nodded coldly. "Take good care of your princess."
Returning to the study, he immediately called his trusted aide and had him investigate who was talking nonsense in front of Zhao Yang.
"Daren, we've found the path of the miss, but something almost happened to the miss!"
(Nine-Headed Bird Academy)
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