The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Chapter 693 I Don’t Want to Be a Widow, I Don’t Want to Be a Widower

Ye Xiaohan slapped the round table heavily, then slowly moved his hand away. Looking again, the round table was intact.

Ye Xiaohan hit the table hard, but he intentionally controlled the strength so that the table only made a sound without any damage.

The house was quiet for a while...

"Are you satisfied?" Ye Xiaohan asked.

"Why does the prince ask me to do this?" Yun Mujiu glanced at the table and then looked away.

"Can't I ask you about your feelings?" Ye Xiaohan asked back.

"can."

Yun Mujiu calmed down and returned to the original topic. "The prince changed a lot later. If the prince hadn't changed in time, I might not be here."

"I should be thankful that I realized it early and knew to keep you, right?" Ye Xiaohan asked in a calm voice, but his tone was affirmative.

Yun Mujiu forced a smile and said, "That's how it should be." If Ye Xiaohan had been mean to her, she would have run away long ago.

Although she had been single since birth, she was not a love-brained person! If a man can't even treat you well, why are you still with him? Isn't this just selling swords?

Yun Mujiu's tone became calm: "What happened in the past is in the past. Today I just took this opportunity to express the resentment in my heart."

"It's better to vent it out." Ye Xiaohan thought for a moment, and put his hand on Yun Mujiu's shoulder. "I'm waiting for you, waiting for the day when you become stronger. Yun Mujiu, in this world, only those with strong fists have the right to speak and the right to dominate."

Yun Mujiu didn't say anything. When he looked up again, he said, "Yes."

Ye Xiaohan said, "No matter what you are like, you have the most important place in my heart."

With me, no matter what your actual strength is, you have the right to speak and the right to dominate, because I cherish you.

Just now, Yun Mujiu said that she would run away if she became a widow, but Ye Xiaohan was not convinced, and the two talked about the past, which led to a "quarrel". It was called a quarrel, but it was more like the two of them exaggeratedly acting out a situation drama, in which they expressed their true emotions that might be buried in their hearts in a slightly exaggerated mood, and indirectly conveyed some of their thoughts.

Yun Mujiu added, reminding, "You can't treat me like that again. You can't be so cold and indifferent, and you can't always be cold and hide everything from me."

"I have changed a long time ago." Ye Xiaohan paused and changed his self-proclaimed name. "I have changed a long time ago. Hasn't Mu Mu seen my changes in recent days?"

"Well, I feel the change in the prince." Yun Mujiu smiled cunningly, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Ye Xiaohan stared at Yun Mujiu and sighed. "What should I do with you?"

"What does the prince want to say?"

Ye Xiaohan said solemnly, his expression couldn't be more serious - "Don't ever say you want to leave me again."

"I hate to hear such words." After thinking for a while, he said bluntly: "Mu Mu, I have very little time with my father and mother. They have left me one after another. I have no family, and I have been supporting the Night Palace alone all these years. Your arrival means a lot to me."

"Mu Mu, don't say things like leaving me." Ye Xiaohan rarely revealed his true feelings. He understood that some things between husband and wife cannot be buried and must be expressed directly.

"How could I leave you?" Yun Mujiu's eyes were a little complicated, and then turned warm, and her little hand held Ye Xiaohan's big hand.

Yun Mujiu said softly - "The past is the past, the present is the present, and our future will get better and better."

He further explained: "What I just said is that I wanted to leave the Night Palace at first, and I also wanted to escape from you, but at that time I had no feelings for the Night Palace, and I didn't know you. Later, I stood with the Night Palace, and gradually got to know each other and confirmed my feelings. How could I have the idea of ​​leaving you again?"

After spending several months together, Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu gradually came to understand each other. He knew that Yun Mujiu would not leave, and hearing Yun Mujiu's firm assurance, he was more certain that his thoughts were correct.

Mu Mu will be with him, Mu Mu will not leave.

"Okay, we will never separate." Ye Xiaohan shook Yun Mujiu's hand again.

After thinking about it, a trace of resentment appeared on his face.

"You just said that if I died, you would become a widow and elope with another man. Is that true?"

"Really." Yun Mujiu explained seriously, "Since you're gone, of course I have to run away immediately."

The topic of their conversation shifted back to the identity of "widow", but Yun Mujiu still insisted on leaving.

Ye Xiaohan's face darkened, "Why? Didn't you say you wouldn't leave me?"

"The premise is that you are still alive, Your Majesty." Yun Mujiu pulled his hands out of Ye Xiaohan's big palm, stood up and paced back and forth.

When he turned around, his eyes suddenly darkened and his pupils became shiny black.

"Your Highness, listen carefully. If you die, I will immediately run away with others! So, you must, must, must not die! You must live well! Even on the battlefield, you must ensure your life!"

Ye Xiaohan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at his empty palms, and then looked at Yun Mujiu who looked serious. It turned out that Mujiu's words about leaving the Ye Palace after becoming a widow were just forcing him to think that he must not die!

How could he bear to die when he saw the woman who only cared about him? If a war broke out, swords and knives had no eyes. If he really died on the battlefield, what would Mu Mu do when he was alone in the Night Palace?

Ye Xiaohan concealed the complex emotions in his eyes and nodded heavily.

"I will not die. I promise you that I will protect my life."

"Your Highness, your life is not only yours, it's also mine." She saved Ye Xiaohan's life, so she also has a share in Ye Xiaohan's life.

"Well, our lives." Ye Xiaohan's eyes were burning. Thinking back to a few days ago when he told Mu Mu that drought might lead to the risk of war, he thought that Mu Mu must be worried about him today, which was why they had such a long "argument".

Yun Mujiu breathed a sigh of relief and emphasized again: "I haven't been a newlywed bride for long, I don't want to be a widow!" When she said the word "widow", her voice was surprisingly loud.

If you were gone, I would never be content to be a widow. I would immediately run away with another man.

The subtext I want to emphasize again is - even for my sake, nothing can happen to you!

"Okay." Ye Xiaohan smiled faintly, "If I'm not at home and can't protect you in the capital, you have to take care of yourself. I don't want to be a widower."

Yun Mujiu laughed and was about to answer, but he heard a "crunch" and was startled.

Then there was a chaotic noise, and someone shouted in panic: "Ouch!"

Yun Mujiu and Ye Xiaohan looked towards the source of the sound and saw that the half-closed study door was pushed open from the outside.

No, it wasn't someone pushing him away, it was someone "accidentally" bumping him open.

There was a group of people lying on the ground, pressing each other down.

"Hey, you little bastards, get up quickly! An old man like me is going to be crushed to death!" Butler Zeng cursed.

At the same time, Wei Song, Wei Bai, Du Ziheng, Suixi and Fusang, who fell together, all pushed each other.

Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu were slightly stunned, while Butler Zeng and others were petrified on the spot...