Light Dance Jiajing

Meng'er's heart was in turmoil again. Could it be the same? Everything had already been different. She shook her head in frustration and said, "You don't have to change anything for me. Here is everything you have worked hard to have before. If I hadn't appeared, you would have lived a better life."

The emperor shook his head and said, "No, you don't know that I have been like a shell all these years. I have been looking for you all the time. Now you don't know how happy I am."

Meng'er looked up at him and asked, "And then?"

The emperor said, "I will marry you."

Meng'er looked at him steadily and saw that his eyes were very serious. He had said this a long time ago, but how could they do that? It was just that his obsession was too deep now. Meng'er thought that this obsession would slowly fade away with the passage of time. Meng'er took a deep breath and did not refute him. She simply said, "Okay, you just wait for me to grow up slowly. Also, you know me. I will not tolerate any grain of sand in my eyes. Since you have said this, you cannot touch other women. These beauties in the palace will be decorations from now on. Can you do it?" Meng'er did not believe that he could give up so many stunning beauties in the palace. She just wanted him to retreat by provoking him like this.

He looked at Meng'er and smiled, saying, "Okay, now that I have you, why would I even look at anyone else?"

"Hehe, I'm just talking, you don't have to take it seriously." There was a hint of sarcasm in Mei'er's tone.

"I mean what I say." He raised his hand and swore seriously. Meng'er was dazed for a moment, but she finally lowered her eyes and sighed in her heart. With so many temptations and him being in his prime, Meng'er really didn't believe he could do it, but she secretly hoped that he could keep his promise. "Xiao Nan, I have already cleaned up this place for you. You can come anytime you want. I won't force you."

He pulled Meng'er all the way to the West Warm Pavilion. The rooms here were opposite to the East Warm Pavilion from east to west. They were all the main rooms in the Qianqing Palace. These rooms had been cleaned up long ago. Meng'er was still surprised when she went in. The layout of one of them was exactly the same as her boudoir in Changchun Palace. The other rooms had a study and a piano room. The sitting and sleeping areas were all carefully laid out, showing the softness of a girl everywhere, as if they were tailor-made for her. Meng'er felt a warm feeling in her heart. This must have taken a lot of thought, but how could she live here? She had lived in this era for fourteen years and knew all the taboos, especially in the palace. Meng'er had been cautious for many years and was well aware of the intricate palace disputes, but how could he, the big boss, understand? Meng'er sighed in her heart and decided not to tell him about the palace. This was the rule of the harem, but with his status, he would not care even if he knew.

After that, when Meng'er came to have lunch again, the dining table was set in the west warm pavilion, where there was a specially prepared banquet room. The emperor generously stated that Meng'er could bring Zaihou with her, and could also entertain other people here. Meng'er nodded in agreement no matter what he said, but she still never stayed here for a day. The relationship between the two seemed to still be maintained by a daily meal.

Life in the palace made Meng'er feel boring. Zaihou was now busy every day, as if he had endless homework to do. The two of them could not spend all the time together like before. She felt bored and annoyed when dealing with other snobs. Suddenly, she wanted to go out of the palace for a walk. Of course, she could not get past the emperor. Meng'er had to face the reality. How could she be equal to him? In fact, her freedom was controlled by him. After holding it in for a few days, she finally brought it up after lunch: "I want to go out of the palace for a walk. I want freedom. I don't want to be confined in this palace wall."

The emperor saw her eager expression and said with a smile, "What's my problem? You can do this, but you can't go out alone. It's not safe for a girl to go out on the street. I must accompany you."

Meng'er's eyebrows jumped and said, "I'll take the guards with me, you should just focus on your official duties."

The emperor's face darkened. After years of imperial majesty, this expression unconsciously brought out a sense of oppression. Meng'er's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly found that she seemed to have a little more fear of him. Although she knew who he was and that he would not hurt her, she was upset and unconsciously changed her words: "If you are willing to come with me, then follow me. I have to go out shopping every day."

The emperor immediately calmed down: "I used to fall asleep while shopping with you, but after losing you, I realized how much fun it was. I will accompany you wherever you want to go."

Zaihou had not had time to do his homework after school when he was dragged out of the Forbidden City by Meng'er, followed by the emperor with a long face. Zaihou was pushed into the carriage by Meng'er, his body still shaking. The look in his father's eyes as if he wanted to eat him alive, he quickly pulled his hand out of Meng'er's hand, and unconsciously moved his body away. Only then did his father's expression slowly ease. Zaihou let out a long breath, and Meng'er asked in confusion: "Meng'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zaihou was about to cry, thinking to himself, "Sister, please stop caring about me. Look at the look in father's eyes. Oh my god, it looks like he wants to kill someone again." Although Zaihou was only eleven years old, he was very precocious. He could even understand his father's jealousy of him, because he would be very unhappy when Mei'er was close to other people. Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat. Does father care about sister so much? No, sister is his, no one can take sister away. Zaihou didn't understand the relationship between men and women. In his young heart, he was just afraid that others would take away Mei'er's love for him. Thinking of this, he subconsciously wanted to jump out of the car, but stopped and sat more steadily than before. Humph, even if it was father, he would not let anyone snatch Mei'er from him. Sister can only be his.