After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

Xuanyuan Yu quickly said in a flattering tone, "Sister, when are we going to set off?" He rubbed his hands, looking expectant.

The waiter in the restaurant originally saw this noble young man as very polite, but at this moment he suddenly turned into the little brother behind the heroine, and couldn't help but stare with wide eyes.

Xie Mishuang smiled sweetly: "The Xie family's affairs have not been resolved yet, let's wait a few days."

When Xuanyuan Yu heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Ah? We can't wait any longer! What if Ouyang Jing forces you to stay with him?" He frowned and looked worried.

Xie Mishuang glanced at him, his tone tinged with teasing, "Don't we still have you? You are the Third Prince of the Xuanyuan Empire, and you are afraid of the new emperor of a small country?"

Xuanyuan Yu felt a little embarrassed after hearing what Xie Mishuang said.

He raised his head, coughed twice, and pretended to be calm: "Although your royal brother is extraordinary and powerful, he can't stand it now. We are on his territory! What if he really wants to keep you by his side?"

As he spoke, he secretly observed Xie Mishuang's expression.

Xie Mishuang chuckled softly, his tone firm: "Don't worry, I will find a chance to explain everything to him tomorrow. I always keep my word. I will go to the Xuanyuan Empire with you. Besides, I also want to meet my biological father."

Xuanyuan Yu finally felt relieved and nodded repeatedly: "Very good, very good." He was secretly happy that the plan was going better than expected.

***

The next day, a distinguished man indeed came to Shen's Restaurant.

Even without his yellow robe, the man still looked noble, and his every move showed the demeanor of an emperor.

The guests in the restaurant all looked at the noble young man and whispered to each other.

The waiter hurried forward and asked with a nod and a bow, "Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel or have a meal?"

Ouyang Jing said indifferently: "Looking for someone."

The waiter asked hurriedly, "Who are you looking for?"

"Look for your boss." Ouyang Jing's voice remained calm.

The waiter only realized who the man in front of him was at this moment and quickly said, "Please come this way. Our boss has been waiting for you for a long time."

The waiter took Ouyang Jing to a private room on the second floor, then bowed and left, gently closing the door.

Ouyang Jing pushed the door open and saw Xie Mishuang sleeping on a curved chair, covered with a thin blanket. Her face had returned to the look he had been thinking about.

Shuang'er, I finally found you.

Qinghe was originally taking a nap by the window. The warm spring sun shone through the window lattice onto her body, making her feel indescribably comfortable.

She heard the sound of footsteps in a daze, and opened her eyes alertly, finding Ouyang Jing standing at the door. Even in casual clothes, he could not hide his imperial majesty.

Qing He quickly patted Xie Mishuang's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Madam, someone is here."

After saying that, he tactfully retreated and closed the door behind him.

Xie Mishuang woke up slowly, and the thin blanket covering her body slipped off. She rubbed her eyes and saw Ouyang Jing standing in front of her. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

Every day I haven’t seen you feels like three years, and those tangled memories come flooding back to my mind.

After a moment, Xie Mishuang spoke: "When did you...know it was me?"

Ouyang Jing's eyes were complicated, with a hint of bitterness that was barely noticeable: "That's what Ah Le said."

"Ale? Lele?" Xie Mishuang was puzzled. "Why is he in the palace?"

"It was me. I was the one who sent the guard to look for you and brought him into the palace." Ouyang Jing explained, "A Le said he could help me find you, so..."

Xie Mishuang sighed. They were indeed father and son, but blood ties were ultimately the bond of kinship.

"I still want to take him away," Xie Mishuang said firmly, "I hope you won't stop me."

Ouyang Jing was stunned, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "Are you really leaving?"

"Of course," Xie Mishuang said calmly, "Things here have been resolved, and it's time for me to go back to where I'm going."

Ouyang Jing lowered his head, his eyes dim and unclear, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Why?"

"I..." Xie Mishuang was about to explain, but saw a tear suddenly flow down Ouyang Jing's cheek.

She was stunned.

The once arrogant prince, now the high and mighty emperor, actually shed tears in front of her? Who would believe it if she told others?

At this moment, Xie Mishuang's heart was gripped tightly and he began to hesitate again.

But she had already promised her brother the emperor to go back with him, so naturally she couldn't go back on her word.

Inner drama: Xie Mishuang, ah Xie Mishuang, you finally softened your heart. But you can't be soft-hearted, you have more important things to do!

"What's past is past," Xie Mishuang tried to remain calm, "You don't have to be like this."

Ouyang Jing raised his head suddenly, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "I can explain, three years ago, I did nothing to An Man!"

Even though Xie Mishuang had guessed it long ago, he still felt guilty when he heard the answer.

She didn't believe him and avoided him for three years. Perhaps she left this time to avoid him.

Seeing Xie Mi's dazed look, Ouyang Jing quickly hugged her in his arms, with a hint of pleading in his tone: "I'm sorry, please don't leave, okay?"

Xie Mishuang stood on tiptoe and gently kissed Ouyang Jing's Adam's apple.

The faint scent of ambergris on him, just like three years ago, inexplicably bewitched her.

It’s great that he is still hers, belonging to her alone.

Ouyang Jing looked stunned, as if he couldn't believe that all this was true.

The next second, an ecstatic emotion surged over him like a tide, and he kissed her madly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

Xie Mishuang was a little overwhelmed by this sudden enthusiasm.

She was almost out of breath from the kiss, and she put her hands on his chest, wanting to push him away, but she couldn't bear to.

Ouyang Jing finally let her go, his eyes full of love and desire.

Xuanyuan Yu paced back and forth at the door of the bedroom, peeking in from time to time. His brows were furrowed, and he muttered to himself, "Why hasn't he come out for so long? A man and a woman alone in the same room, that unfaithful emperor wouldn't do that to my sister..."

Qing He stood aside, watching the Third Prince's restless look, and could not help but advise him, "Third Prince, please take a break. I'm afraid our Madam will have to talk for a long time."

Xuanyuan Yu suddenly stopped and glared at Qing He: "What have you been talking about for so long?"

Qing He blinked her big eyes, looking innocent: "Of course it's about love!"

"Talking about love?!" Xuanyuan Yu's voice suddenly rose, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "No! I want to go in!" He made a gesture to rush in.

At this moment, a man in black appeared in front of Xuanyuan Yu like a ghost, blocking his way.

Xuanyuan Yu was startled. He pointed at the man in black and stammered, "Who... who are you? Where did you come from?"

The man in black had no expression on his face and said in a cold tone, "They are doing some serious business inside. You can't go in."