Volume 1 Chapter 22
Chapter 22: No Need to Deliberately Curry Favor
“My daughter ah! You must get justice for Mother! This goddamn father of years actually wanted to kill Mother for the sake of this lowly wretch……” At this time, Dou Xiang Lan who was finally able to breath again suddenly threw herself to Yao Su Luan’s side, bawling loudly.
Right at that moment, a flash of lightening struck past and a burst of sound suddenly came from the sky. Immediately following that, a downpour started, hiding the skies and covering the earth, flowing as if the river of the sky had ruptured and could not be repaired.
Yao Su Luan naturally walked quickly into the main hall supported by Cai Ying. The people in the courtyard followed her in, the atmosphere of the main hall immediately dropped to almost freezing.
Yao fu Plum Pavilion
The booming of the thunder caused Yao Mo Wan who was dozing off on the mattress to start awake. Her dainty eyes slowly blinked open only to Ye Hong Yi was currently hugging her, their bodies pressed together without even an inch between them while he looked at her with a smirk.
“Zhen’s little devil ah, without zhen’s permission how could you fall asleep?” Ye Hong Yi played with the cherries in front of Yao Mo Wan’s chest as if he loved them to much to part with them, his eyes filled with a half joking insatiable desire.
“Your Majesty…… This servant’s tired……” Yao Mo Wan wrapped her slender arms around Ye Hong Yi’s neck, her voice clearly had a bit of exhaustion. This was already the third time Ye Hong Yi looked at her with eyes that carried this expression.
Yao Mo Wan was very satisfied with Ye Hong Yi’s insatiability. The more insatiable he was, the greater her odds of success. So even though she was very tired, she still used those innocent eyes to thoroughly stroke Ye Hong Yi’s passion.
“But zhen’s not tired, what to do?” Ye Hong Yi’s palm stroked towards the smooth jade flesh on Yao Mo Wan’s leg. His thin lips bit down on her captivating red lips, a certain part of his body burned with a hard to hold back fiery passion.
He had no idea how such a clear as ice and clean as jade body could bring give him such an immense longing, causing him to be unable to stop himself from seeking it over and over.
The fragrant balm on Yao Mo Wan’s lips was a flavor he liked, to the point that his lips stayed for a long time before reluctantly moving away. Fervently kissing his way down, he only paused at the chest for a while before continuing on downwards.
A new round of intense caressing once again started. Ye Hong Yi impatiently entered Yao Mo Wan’s body, occasionally letting out beast-like groans. Looking at the enraptured eyes of the man on top of her, Yao Mo Wan lightly moaned a bit as a response. So it turns out there was no need to curry favor, he was already this attached to this body. An almost imperceivable curve played across Yao Mo Wan’s cherry lips. Her heart, gradually turned more and more cold.
A bolt of lightning flashed past, producing an eye piercing bright light, accompanied by the booming of thunder. Ye Hong Yi once again released the heat in his body and rested on top of Yao Mo Wan’s body, satisfyingly falling into a deep sleep.
Yao Mo Wan slowly extended her lotus arm, lifting her eyes to look at the five fresh jade fingers in front of her. The glossy full nails smeared with dark reddish purple finger dye, in the contrast of the lightning, seemed increasingly scarlet as blood. She traced her fingertips across Ye Hong Yi’s back, drawing a circle around the back area of his heart.
Her lips, hooked into an unrestrained curve. Lightning once again streaked across the sky, the smile on Yao Mo Wan’s face suddenly transformed into a frightfully sinister expression as if that of Asura’s.
Inside the main hall of Su fu, Yao Zhen Ting once again reiterated his stance. As long as Dou Xiang Lan never disturbed Su Mu Zi and Yao Yu again, she will still be the Big Madam of Yao Xiang fu. Otherwise, for the sake of his son, he did not care about divorcing. Even if Yao Su Luan was here, he still insisted. At one side, Su Mu Zi humbly stood behind Yao Zhen Ting, trembling silently as she looked at Dou Xiang Lan’s demon-like expression. She knew that she didn’t have the qualifications to speak.
“My daughter ah! Say something ah! Look at your Father, he’s even bullying me now!” Dou Xiang Lan pulled at Yao Su Luan like a vixen while weeping bitter tears.
“For Father to be blessed with a precious son is a happy occasion. But we are still one family, how could we let them live outside? If this was spread outside, wouldn’t we become laughingstocks? So Daughter feels that we should have Third Madam and Yao Yu move back to Yao Xiang fu, what do you think, Father?” Yao Su Luan swiveled her bright glittering pupils and with a shallow smile walked to Yao Zhen Ting and swept her jade finger across Yao Yu’s tender cheek.
“Daughter! How could you let……”
“Mother, in the end Yao Yu is the blood of the Yao family, he’s Father’s son. Can it be you want to keep him outside to float, never able to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan? Yao Mu Zi is Yao Yu’s birth mother, naturally she should also return to Xiang fu with him!” See Dou Xiang Lan unwilling, Yao Su Luan’s expression immediately changed, the colors of her eyes gradually turning dark.
“But……”
“Alright! It’s not like this is any serious matter. Ben gong has already decided on this matter. Right now His Majesty is still in Yao Xiang fu, ben gong must hurry back!” Yao Su Luan seemed to have some deeper meaning as she looked at Yao Ting Zhen. The unspoken implication was that there was already no need to seek his opinion.
Dou Xiang Lan still wanted to complain but was pulled back by Ping Zhi.
“Do you still not understand niang niang‘s(YSL) intentions? As long as they return to Yao Xiang fu, they will be under Madam’s eyelid. At that time there’d be no need for Madam to rage about not being able to deal with them! Master Xiang right now is still in a fit of anger, if Madam continues to be so headstrong and doesn’t yield a little, don’t know what else Master Xiang may end up doing.” Ping Zhi quietly murmured with persuasion into Dou Xiang Lan’s ear. After Dou Xiang Lan heard, she released a breath. Changing the sinister expression on her face, she swept her eyes past Su Mu Zi and stopping her gaze on Yao Zhen Ting.
“Since li fei niang niang has already spoken, then this qie is also not an unreasonable person. Ping Zhi, tomorrow, go instruct the servants to sweep and clean up Quiet Snow Pavilion and let the two of them move in there.” Dou Xiang Lan angrily said.
At the side, Su Mu Zi reached out to caress Yao Yu’s little face, timidly looking towards Yao Zhen Ting. Yao Zhen Ting patted the back of Su Mu Zi’s hand, consoling her, but did not refuse. Even though he doesn’t want to let Su Mu Zi and his son to move back to Xiang fu, but in the end Yao Su Luan was a gui fei, since she had already spoken, it would be bad for him to refuse.
It was already past five. The gloomy sky was gradually darkening, yet the torrents of rain still didn’t show any sign of letting up.
“Niang niang, it’s raining so heavily. It’s best if we wait until the rain lessens before going. At this time, His Majesty has probably already gone to sleep.” Cai Ying looked at the pouring rain outside that was practically a waterfall and suggested quietly.
“No! Ben gong feels uneasy leaving His Majesty alone there.” Yao Su Luan’s willow brows knitted, her heart faintly feeling some anxiety. When she was about to walk out the doors, a sudden flash of lightning streaked past. After the bright flash, a cypress tree in the main courtyard toppled to the ground with a loud ‘snap’, the place where it splintered off was still smoking.
“Forget it, let’s wait a while!” The scene in front of her was practically forcing Yao Su Luan to return back to the main hall. However, this one wait, lasted precisely one night.
Early the next morning, when Yao Su Luan and the rest returned to Xiang fu, Yao Tu hurriedly came out to greet them.
“Yao Tu, did His Majesty sleep well last night? Has he still not woken up yet?” Yao Su Luan lift her foot and stepped into Xiang fu as she respectfully asked.
“Replying Second Miss, His Majesty has already returned to the Palace.” Yao Tu respectfully bowed, reporting the facts. After these words came out, Yao Su Luan suddenly froze, then quickly turned around to look at Yao Tu.
“What did you say? Returned to the Palace? Then His Majesty got angry?” Yao Su Luan’s voice was slightly cold, looking with some irritation towards Yao Tu.If she knew earlier, she would have rushed back despite the rain.
“Well, no, but ……” Yao Tu hesitated, subconsciously glancing towards Yao Zhen Ting.
“What are you looking towards Father for? Ben gong is asking you a question!” Yao Su Luan urged.
“Replying niang niang, His Majesty didn’t get angry. It was just that when His Majesty left he also took Third Miss with him.” Yao Tu reported honestly.
“What!?” Yao Su Luan looked incredulously towards Yao Tu. At the side, Dou Xiang Lan shoved aside Yao Zhen Ting who was just as astonished and strode to Yao Tu, seizing his collar.
“Why would His Majesty take that fool with him? Hurry and explain!” Just as Dou Xiang Lan was demanding Yao Tu speak, the sound of horse hooves came from outside the door. Majestic Imperial guards from the Imperial Palace sat upon jujube-red colored horses. Heading them, was Ye Hong Yi’s most favored trusted adviser, An Bing Shan.
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