HLnovel Chapter 1389 Before parting, I want to sleep with you.
Chapter 1389 Before parting, I want to sleep with you.
Yun Mujiu turned around as if in a fit of pique, her slender back facing Ye Xiaohan.
Unexpectedly, a pair of large, strong hands climbed onto her shoulders, and the other person pulled her to face him.
Ye Xiaohan's cool eyes held a hint of tenderness as he gently wiped away Yun Mujiu's tears with his fingertips.
"Mumu, please wait for me at the Prince's residence. I promise you, I will return safely."
As he spoke, he took the initiative to pull Yun Mujiu into his arms.
Yun Mujiu couldn't help but laugh, nuzzling against Ye Xiaohan's official robe, which carried the refreshing scent of cedar. "I will definitely protect myself and stay safe and sound, guarding our home."
Yun Mujiu added softly, "Not coming back is being a puppy! Anyone who doesn't keep their promise is a puppy!"
Ye Xiaohan readily agreed: "Okay!"
In that instant, they both knew that on the battlefield, swords and spears have no eyes, and who could predict what would happen?
Why would the two of them make promises to each other?
Even though no one can predict the outcome of events on the battlefield, feelings can be shared between people.
Ye Xiaohan's promise to return safely was to put Yun Mujiu at ease. And Yun Mujiu's promise to protect their home was also to put Ye Xiaohan at ease.
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News of the Night King's Mansion receiving the imperial decree spread quickly, and Xiao Han and Yun Mujiu were extremely busy that day and night.
The couple took some time to visit the Duke of Meng's residence and enjoy a family dinner together.
During this time, Duke Meng also gave Ye Xiaohan a few words of advice, telling him to take good care of himself and that the Duke Meng's mansion would always protect Mu Jiu.
Meng Ninglang also wanted to go to the battlefield, but everyone rejected his idea.
Firstly, he is still young and inexperienced, making it unsuitable for him to immediately advance to challenging training environments. Secondly, he is mischievous and lively, and somewhat careless; his personality and abilities are not suited to going to the dangerous front lines right now.
Ye Xiaohan admired Meng Ninglang's courage and said, "Once you grow up, you will naturally have the opportunity to fight on the battlefield."
"Yes, Your Highness!" Meng Ninglang happily agreed. Receiving praise from the Night Prince was even more gratifying than a promotion or a fortune!
News of the Night King accompanying Yun Mujiu on her visit to the Duke of Meng's mansion spread quickly, reaching numerous factions and camps in the capital and the palace. Given that the Night King was now appointed as the Grand General Protector of the Nation, his every move attracted considerable attention.
Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu knew that many people were watching them, both openly and secretly, but they didn't take them seriously and continued to calmly do their own thing.
Upon their return to the Night King's mansion, at the Night King's command, Steward Zeng and a group of servants took a batch of invitations and delivered them to some of the Night King's designated guests.
All of Zhongyue's princes and princesses, except for the deposed crown prince and the deposed eldest princess, who were staying in the capital, received invitations. These included the third prince, the fourth prince, the fifth prince, the seventh prince, the eighth prince, and Princess Jiling.
In addition, Prince Gu and Prince Sen from Nantai, and Princess Liyi and Princess Manji from Beihan are also on the invitation list.
Then, we come to the two young masters of the Ling family in the Northern Boundary: Ling Chiye and Ling Xingmu.
Finally, some young masters and ladies from the capital arrived: Su Wen, son of Scholar Su; You Luoyan, daughter of the Right Chancellor; Bai Yanshuang, daughter of General Bai; and Meng Ninglang, the young master of the Duke of Meng's mansion.
Everyone who received the invitation was taken aback, and those who heard the news were equally astonished. This was the first time in all these years that the Night Prince had hosted a banquet!
Ye Xiaohan received everyone's replies and then asked Wei Bai to arrange the banquet for the guests.
Before leaving, Wei Bai clicked his tongue a few times.
"His Highness is truly very concerned about the Princess Consort, fearing that she might be in danger and lonely alone in the capital."
In response, Ye Xiaohan coldly replied to Wei Bai with a single word: "Get lost."
Ye Xiaohan was very busy. Since noon, his subordinates had been coming and going from his study. People were coming and going, and everyone had a stern expression on their face.
That night, the candlelight was bright, and Ye Xiaohan was still in the study.
Yun Mujiu appeared, clutching a small pillow, her eyes still slightly sleepy.
She said softly, "Your Highness, it's late. You should rest. Your health is important."
"Okay." Ye Xiaohan glanced at Yun Mujiu, his eyes brightening slightly. "Mumu can't sleep?"
"It's not that I can't sleep, it's that I want to sleep with Your Highness, is that alright?" Yun Mujiu asked directly.
Of course, she didn't have any ulterior motives. She and Ye Xiaohan weren't ready to consummate their marriage yet. She hadn't cleared the poison, and Ye Xiaohan was still recovering and cultivating, on his way back to his peak strength. Besides, Ye Xiaohan would soon be going on a campaign and shouldn't overexert himself. Moreover, their relationship didn't seem to have reached the point where they could be completely honest with each other and consummate their marriage on the spot…
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaohan lowered his eyes slightly, immediately closed the folded document, and strode towards Yun Mujiu.
"Is it okay?" Yun Mujiu asked, blinking her big eyes. She didn't know why Xiao Han hadn't been holding her while sleeping lately, day and night. "There are only two nights left..."
What Yun Mujiu didn't know was that the reason the Night King stopped sneaking into her room to sleep was twofold: first, he was afraid he would lose control, and second, his health had changed, so he didn't want Yun Mujiu to notice or worry again.
"How could I refuse the Princess's kind invitation?" Ye Xiaohan's deep and magnetic voice echoed in Yun Mujiu's ears.
Yun Mujiu blushed immediately. Well, she finally mustered up the courage to find Ye Xiaohan, and he still dared to tease her!
Yun Mujiu turned away in embarrassment, but pulled someone into her arms.
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have joked with Mumu."
"Humph!"
That night, Yun Mujiu climbed into Ye Xiaohan's big bed as she wished, but she didn't dare to be presumptuous and was afraid of disturbing Ye Xiaohan's rest, so she obediently slept on the inside.
Little did she know that while she was asleep, Ye Xiaohan pulled her into his arms again.
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The following day at noon, a refined banquet was held at Zhujing Garden, a mountain and water manor in the northern suburbs of Beijing.
This is the Night King's private villa, never open to the public. He used to come here occasionally; the chef of the Wangxianlou restaurant in the manor would dine here as if he were in a different restaurant.
Meng Ninglang and Bai Yanshuang arrived together, followed by Su Wen and You Luoyan.
Next, several princes of Zhongyue and Princess Jiling arrived one after another, followed by the two princesses of Beihan and the two princes of Nantai, and finally the two young masters of the Ling family.
In fact, this banquet was somewhat like a small farewell banquet. If the last farewell banquet held at the palace was just a pretext to stage a palace coup and kill someone, then this small banquet held privately by the Night King was just an ordinary banquet.
Of course, there is another meaning as well. After all, most of the guests attending the banquet today will be leaving the capital soon, and some of them do not know when they will return. Or to put it bluntly, will any of them have the opportunity to come back?
Nobody knows.
For example, if princes and princesses from other countries return home and something happens to them, who knows if they will have the chance, or even the life, to return to the capital again?