All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

Lin Ruan's secret letter to the emperor simply mentioned that Xie Yunze was seriously ill and extremely weak, unable to withstand any movement or exertion, and begged His Majesty to grant him some time. This would avoid unnecessary panic and suspicion, and also buy more time for subsequent preparations.

Xie Yunze was so sick that he could hardly even step out of the room.

"Erlang, how do you feel today? Are you feeling better?" As usual, Uncle An Ning came to Xie Yunze's room to visit again.

"Father, please don't worry too much. I know very well that my current body may not be able to..." Xie Yunze's voice was weak, as if it would fade away at any time.

"Erlang!" Hearing his son's discouraging words, An Ningbo felt a pang of pain in his heart and quickly interrupted, "Stop saying such negative and depressing things!"

Earl Anning stared intently at his youngest son, once his beloved but now so haggard and frail, his eyes filled with heartache and reluctance. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and softly soothed, "Erlang, you must cheer up. Believe that God will favor the kind, and you will..."

He couldn't say the following words.

"Father, don't worry. Looking back on the past, I've been able to be by your and Mother's side for the past twenty years, enjoying your caress and joy. This has been a blessing in my life." Perhaps because he spoke too much, he couldn't help but cough. After a long while, he calmed down and continued, "And then, thanks to the princess's favor, we were able to know and stay together. This is also a great blessing. Now, thinking carefully, I have no regrets in this life."

Earl An Ning hadn't seen Lin Ruan during his recent visits. He stared at his son and asked, "Is the princess treating you well? I heard she's been very busy lately, and I haven't seen her by your side as usual..."

"Father," Xie Yunze interrupted Earl An Ning and said, "Your Highness, the princess is indeed very busy, but she always misses me and takes time out every day to visit me. Father, please don't say this again. I'm afraid the princess will hear it and make her sad."

Earl An Ning seemed to be about to cry, but he held it back, as if ashamed. He opened his mouth, but seemed unable to say what he wanted to say. After a long while, he composed himself and said, "When you get better, I will take you hunting and riding. You are too weak."

"it is good."

Xie Yunze lied. Earl An Ning would come to visit almost every day or two, but Lin Ruan hadn't shown up in several days.

Xie Yunze wanted to ask why, but then he thought about it. The attendants around him were all arranged by Lin Ruan, and they were all servants of the princess's mansion. What would it matter if he asked? The answer was nothing more than this: "Her Royal Highness is busy with affairs now, so naturally she is still worried about her husband."

In reality, Xie Yunze wasn't completely oblivious to all these changes. Since arriving in Hankou, Lin Ruan's attitude toward him had gradually shifted, no longer as attentive as before. And during that time, despite Lin Ruan's meticulous care, he could clearly sense his growing impatience.

He felt like laughing. He once wanted a virtuous wife, and he also thought that Lin Ruan was a virtuous wife, but he never expected that he would become a knowledgeable and interesting "virtuous wife".

He thought about it for a long time, and Lin Ruan had already arrived outside Xie Yunze's room.

Xie Yunze was too weak to hear Lin Ruan's footsteps. He was still immersed in his own sorrow, muttering softly:

"The jade clock is deep and the courtyard is empty; the moonlight is cool and the pearl curtains are red."

She signaled the servant to keep quiet. Inside the room, Xie Yunze was still saying, "The dream is over, but I still remember the road to Jiangnan, the willows and green gates in the drizzle."

"What poem are you reciting?" Lin Ruan pushed the door open and walked in.

Seeing that it was Lin Ruan who came, Xie Yunze subconsciously straightened his body, even fiddling with his collar and straightening his sleeves, "Princess, you are here."

Her eyes sparkled with joy that she couldn't and didn't want to suppress.

Lin Ruan sat down on the edge of the bed and held his hand. It was indeed cold - Lin Ruan liked the cold body temperature very much, she was always afraid of heat.

"You haven't answered me yet. What poem are you reciting?" Lin Ruan asked, stroking Xie Yunze's hand.

Xie Yunze looked a little uneasy. "Nothing." He quickly changed the subject. "Princess, are you done with your work today?"

"No," Lin Ruan said, "I just heard that Earl An Ning had been here a few times, so I came to see you."

Now that they were in Northern Xinjiang, their own territory, and Xie Yunze was trapped in the backyard by her, Lin Ruan spoke more casually - she actually didn't have a good patience, and when she was less considerate, she spoke more directly.

Xie Yunze seemed oblivious to Lin Ruan's attitude and said gently, "Father didn't say anything to me when he came. He just said I was too weak and would take me horseback riding and hunting when I got better."

"Really? That's great," Lin Ruan said casually, then asked, "Didn't Earl An Ning ask me?"

If Lin Ruan looked into Xie Yunze's eyes at this moment, she would find that the corners of his eyes were a little red, and the joy in his eyes had long disappeared, turned into rippling waves - he was about to cry.

But he still tried very hard to suppress the sob in his throat and pretended to speak as normal, "I did ask how the princess treated me. Actually, there's no need to ask. The princess is naturally very good to me, and father knows it."

This is a nice and apt statement, although it is not true.

To be exact, it's not entirely true.

Lin Ruan then looked at Xie Yunze seriously, "You've lost a lot of weight. Are you crying?"

Xie Yunze smiled and said, "I didn't cry, Princess. I'm happy that you came to see me and talked to me so much."

When Lin Ruan doesn't want to pretend, she is actually very easy to understand - her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are all expressed on her face.

Xie Yunze still remembers the impatience and disgust on Lin Ruan's face when she took care of him every day.

Now think about it, when he was in such a mess on his wedding night, Lin Ruan didn't show any strange expression. Was it because Lin Ruan pretended to be too good, or was it really that "the king's grace" was like flowing water, which passed away without looking back?

He didn't know which answer would make him more sad. He only knew that even though Lin Ruan was now completely different from what he had imagined, he still liked her, so much so that he covered up for her in front of his father.

I don't know the origin of the love, and I love it deeply.

Lin Ruan turned around and left Xie Yunze's yard before she laughed.

"Seventeen." Lin Ruan called out.

She suddenly felt lonely. To whom could she share her secret, malicious thoughts so that she could get the response she wanted?

she does not know.

"What's wrong, host?" asked the system.

Lin Ruan asked: "Will you include my behavior patterns?"

System: Do you think your behavior is worth being recorded?

Lin Ruan smiled and said, "Please include it, Seventeen. I think you can change a little. At least you can have something to talk about with me."

The system said: "Although it is a circular world, you can still make one or two friends, host."

Lin Ruan spread out his hands: "I'm not good at making friends. I like to put myself in the position of savior or the rescued, and induce others to rely on me and give for me."

The system said nothing.

"Seventeen, are you afraid of me?" Lin Ruan asked.

The system said: "I am just a code, host. You can't seduce me, and I can't give anything for you."

Lin Ruan didn't say anything else.

It's been a long time since she's come across a stupid dog like the system. Tsk.