Ji Qingyou looked at the woman, his eyes reddening. At the signal from his 'father,' he stood up, stepped forward, straightened his clothes, and knelt down: "Mother."
The woman took two steps back, her eyes filled with confusion: "Aying? This..."
“He should call his sister-in-law ‘mother.’ It is only natural for a son to kneel before his birth mother. His sister-in-law should accept it without hesitation.”
Having received 'his' permission, the woman hugged her son and wept. How could she not miss the blood she had carried for ten months?
Ji Ying approached the man's wheelchair, leaned down, and whispered in his ear, "Brother, I've brought Qingyou to see you."
The man in the wheelchair was dressed in a plain white robe, was rather thin, and bore a striking resemblance to His Majesty.
Yin Yun's move was brilliant. She gave birth to twins, one revealed and one hidden. The one hidden was the younger sister. Both siblings were named 'Ji Ying'.
The man opened his eyes, his pupils still slightly sleepy: "Ah Ying is here? Qingyou is here too..."
Ji Qingyou looked on with admiration, wanting to get closer but not daring to move. Only after being kicked by Ji Ying did he have the courage to take a step.
"father."
Ji Ying smiled and said, "Why are you still so shy? Come closer and let your father take a good look at you."
Ji Qingyou quickly went over and squatted down beside him: "Father, I missed you and Mother so much."
"Silly child."
He reluctantly looked away: "Why didn't Qingci and her wife come?"
"I'm afraid of disturbing my brother and sister-in-law's peace and quiet, so I'll bring them another day."
Ji Ying has a very deep affection for her brother. Without her brother, there would be no Emperor who has ascended the throne and ruled the world.
She spent half a day in the Golden Palace before leading the absent-minded prince away.
...
“Our celadon has grown up.”
"Yes, my little sister taught him very well."
“You’re still too reserved. Don’t worry about your younger sister disliking you in front of her. She respects you as her sister-in-law, so you should treat her like family. Besides, it’s only natural for a mother to be close to her son and for a son to kneel before his mother. We’re all family, so don’t be distant.”
The woman hesitated for a long time before softly saying, "She is, after all, an emperor..."
The man closed his eyes: "Isn't it better to let her be an ordinary person in front of us? I share the same name and fate as her, we're blood relatives. If you always have to cater to her every whim, she'll be heartbroken."
...
"Father."
Ji Ying stopped in her tracks: "Hmm?"
"Father, please don't mind Mother's formality. She is just afraid of your imperial authority."
Ji Qingyou's heart pounded as she said those words.
Thinking she was about to say something important, Ji Ying ruffled his head without any politeness, turning the Crown Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty's head into a bird's nest.
She scoffed, "The older you get, the less adorable you become. Am I such a petty person? Imperial majesty, my foot! You've tried to flatter me but failed miserably. Go learn from your elder sister how to please Father and Mother. You're so stupid!"
That day, Ji Qingyou ran to the princess's residence to complain to her elder sister that their father no longer loved her, that their father had a daughter and now disliked his son for being a blockhead, and so on. Ji Pingxi suspected that her good younger brother had been too idle lately due to his lack of political affairs.
The Crown Prince received no comfort from his elder sister, but instead received a teasing remark: "Would you like a glass of water? Don't eat too much salt for lunch."
Yu Zhi watched with great interest as His Highness bullied the Crown Prince, as if her Xi Xi were doing something extraordinary.
Ji Qingyou was quite hurt: It feels so good to have a wife. I wonder when my father will bestow a marriage upon him?
"Would you like to dine at the mansion?"
"Yes!" Ji Qingyou smiled, her little face beaming—her elder sister still loved him!
As a result, the Crown Prince took the opportunity to slip away halfway through the meal—his sister-in-law was taking such good care of his elder sister; this is what it means to have a wife, isn't it? He was so jealous!
Chapter 97 Sleeping in My Heart
Why did you provoke him?
“I didn’t mean to upset him. I just wanted him to know how good it is to have a wife.” Ji Pingxi used long chopsticks to serve his wife some food: “Try this, it’s sweet and refreshing.”
Yu Zhi became the second mistress of the princess's mansion in name and fact. Her fear of the princess had diminished considerably. When she was a concubine, she was obedient to Ji Pingxi in every way, but her gentleness concealed a great deal of anxiety about the uncertain future.
Fortunately, things are different now. She smiled through her beautiful eyes and said, "You just love to bully people."
He bullied her behind closed doors, and when he went out, he didn't even spare his underage brother.
Ji Ping and Xi Rui raised their phoenix eyes and retorted confidently, "The crown prince is a matter of national stability. It is only right that he should give birth to a grandson for the royal family as soon as possible. Do you think it's bad to have a wife?"
Having a wife is great, of course. You can sleep in her arms at night, whether you're lying on top of her, right-side up, or upside down. You can sleep soundly no matter what.
Yu Zhi blushed, lowered her head to eat, and stopped talking.
As night fell, Yu Zhi lay on top of her, twirling a strand of the princess's hair with her fingers. Princess Changyang's eyes were half-open, half-closed, and she looked languid and satisfied.
"Xi Xi?"
"Um?"
Ji Pingxi placed her palm against the back of her head, applying slight pressure. Yu Zhichao buried her flushed face in Ji Pingxi's soft chest, her ears practically burning with embarrassment: "You're being naughty again."
A soft laugh.
His Highness released his hand, allowing the beauty to raise her head. Her watery eyes shone with affection as she continued the previous conversation, asking, "What was that pill you fed me that night?"
The old man Yao Chenzi's frivolous words from that day still echoed in his ears. Ji Ping chuckled and said, "The most romantic thing in the world, in short, it is very beneficial to eat it."
The most romantic thing.
It doesn't sound like anything legitimate.
Yu Zhi poked her cheek with her fingertip, her willow-leaf eyes narrowing into slits: "That explains why your blood and energy have been so abundant these past few days..."
"How vigorous are you?" Her interest piqued, she embraced the beauty: "Want it?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the beauty delivered a light punch to his cheek.
"You hit me again!"
She protested.
Yu Zhi, having finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel, got her revenge. She kicked the princess's shin with her leg, her smile laced with malice: "Can't I hit you?"
Yes, of course you can hit it.
They not only punched, they kicked.
Ji Pingxi shamelessly hugged her and coaxed her—who told her to fall for her act? She was docile and charming during sex, but a little fierce afterward wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Thinking this, her eyes revealed a look of infatuation. Yu Zhi, feeling her unwavering gaze and smiling eyes, felt her bones soften and asked, seizing the moment that most pleased her, "Xi Xi, how long will you like me?"
The sweet days after marriage made her feel that the past was a dream, or that the sweetness now was the dream itself, and she was afraid that the dream would shatter.
Seeing the suppressed unease in her eyes, Ji Pingxi smiled indulgently: "I'm not one to make promises, so let's just live one day at a time."
As soon as he finished speaking, the beauty kicked him hard.
"sleep!"
It looks fierce.
The beauty had her back to her. Ji Pingxi, who had been kicked, was probably used to it. He rubbed his sore calves and eagerly pulled that slender waist into his arms: "Want to sleep in my arms?"
Hold on tight, or you might get kicked again in the middle of the night.
Yu Zhi, unaware of her hidden thoughts, asked with slightly reddened eyes, "Who wants you to hug them?"
She pretended to struggle a couple of times, but couldn't. She gritted her teeth and sulked—what good would it do to say something nice to coax her?
She couldn't help but recall the past, when the former 'Fourth Miss' was much sweeter in bed.
Why are you so lazy about coaxing her now?
They don't cherish what they've got, but instead keep feeding her sweet words!
She was so upset that large tears soon streamed down her face, soaking the side of her pillow.
"You cried?" Ji Pingxi turned her around—the beauty's eyes glistened with tears, and she looked at her with a wronged expression, biting her lip: "I don't need you to comfort me."
She was saying one thing but meaning another, and tears streamed down her face as she spoke.
"Why are you crying?" Princess Changyang wiped away her tears, feeling helpless. "Do you really want to hear sweet words?"
After getting married, her personality became more and more delicate every day. For some reason, Ji Pingxi felt both sorry for her and wanted to laugh when he saw her crying like a little kitten.
Seeing that she could still laugh at this moment, Yu Zhi became even angrier, and the sob she had been holding back suddenly broke out: "Tomorrow I will... I will go to the palace and complain to the Empress Dowager about you..."
Unfortunately, at the end, I couldn't help but hiccup and cry. All the momentum I had managed to build up vanished instantly, and after a moment of stunned silence, I burst into loud sobs.
Ji Pingxi was almost dying of laughter at his wife's adorable smile. He put his arm around her shoulder, kissed her cheek, and then kissed her forehead, coaxing her gently, "I've dismissed all the 'beautiful concubines' for you, and I don't even glance at other women when I go out. Zhizhi, why are you so distrustful of me?"
"You've seen so many women and even painted pictures of them..." Yu Zhi was so confused from crying that her memory was still good. She had written down all the things that had happened in her grudge notebook, just waiting for an opportunity to take them out and condemn someone.
The princess was in the wrong, so she didn't argue.
Yu Zhi, spoiled and arrogant, tried to push her away, but was held tightly, making her flushed face turn pale with anger: "Let go of me! I won't sleep with you anymore!"
"If you won't sleep with me, who will you sleep with?" Ji Pingxi said sternly. "Who in the whole world, besides this princess, would dare to lay a finger on you?"
Her jealousy flared up, and her temper flared too: "If any stinky man dares to stare at you like that again, I'll gouge his eyes out! If any woman dares to flirt with you again, I'll..."
"What will you do?" Yu Zhi stopped crying and asked curiously.
“I told her clearly and plainly, you are my woman, you will be mine for life, and it is wrong to covet a married woman.”
Yu Zhi frowned, leaned over and hooked her arm around her neck: "You gouge out men's eyes, and you try to reason with women... Humph!"
That's probably how it's been appeased.
Ji Pingxi wondered to himself: Everyone says she has a strange temperament, but isn't his wife also a bit temperamental, getting angry for a while and then calming down?
She and Zhizhi were indeed a match made in heaven.
The two would sulk one minute, then make up the next they were as close as ever. Yu Zhi loved watching her get jealous and say hurtful, unreasonable things. She nestled in her arms and whispered, "Why was I angry with you just now? I can't remember."
"..."