Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Jia Ling's Double Rebirth, Creates a Great Success

The Prince Lu's Mansion was covered with bright red carpets. Strips of red silk hung down from the eaves, reflecting the bright candlelight and swaying red lanterns, interweaving into a peaceful light and shadow.

At the banquet, while drinking and chatting, Prince Consort Sebu and several other brothers from the royal family kept toasting with wine.

Yongcheng winked at Yongqi, who then held him in his arms and said regretfully:

"Oh, my brothers, look, the fourth brother has passed out drunk. If we don't let him go back, I'm afraid we won't be able to have the wedding night."

Yonglian stroked his chin and said with concern: "If Fourth Brother is unable to perform the Zhougong Ceremony because he is drunk, we brothers will all be criticized in front of Empress Jia tomorrow."

Sebu shuddered all over. He remembered Jingse's advice to him not to get her brother drunk, but he forgot it as soon as he started drinking.

If He Jing knew that he became ruthless and forgot about love when he drank, He Jing would not let him sleep in his arms for the whole month.

So he put down his wine glass and hurriedly said to Yongqi, "Hurry up, hurry up, have someone send Prince Lu back to the house and go to the bridal chamber quickly."

On the corridor, Yongcheng, who was lying in Yongqi's arms, opened one eye. Seeing that there was no one around, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Yongqi:

"Fifth brother, help each other. When you get married, Fourth Brother will definitely be the first to block the wine for you."

Yongqi blinked and patted Yongcheng on the shoulder: "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, Fourth Brother, hurry up and go!"

Yongsheng strode towards the bridal chamber, secretly looking forward to his wife.

At the door, Nanny Wu, the concubine's personal nanny, was waiting eagerly. When she saw Yongsheng coming back, she wanted to go in and inform him.

Yongcheng waved his hand and whispered, "Madam, please go down and have a rest. I want to spend some time alone with my wife."

With a creaky sound, the vermilion door was pushed open. On the mahogany wedding table, a pair of red candles with dragon and phoenix patterns were burning brightly, and next to them were two red plates with golden wedding patterns.

Yongsheng looked up and saw the new wife sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing a phoenix and peony hairpin. Only a row of pearl tassels hung neatly, half-covering her face, making her features even more charming.

If someone didn’t know her, they would think that the new wife was a reserved and dignified person.

But Yongsheng just remembered those few scenes.

He walked slowly in front of Yuntong, and saw that Yuntong's red flower-pot shoes inlaid with light yellow pearls just reached the bed step, swaying underneath, looking very cute.

Yuntong lifted up her tassels, revealing a pair of clear and lively eyes. Just now she thought it was Nanny Wu who came in, but fortunately she saw the prince's wedding boots.

Otherwise, the prince would have seen a different picture.

Yuntong made a small space for Yongcheng, and the two sat closer.

Yongcheng smiled and said, "Are you exhausted today? Have you eaten just now?"

Yun Tong replied obediently: "In reply to your Highness, Yun Tong is not tired. Today is a big wedding, so there is no time for meals. Yun Tong will just bear with it and it will pass."

Yongcheng lowered his head, looked at the snack crumbs at Yuntong's feet, and suddenly laughed.

He said cunningly, "Why is the red plate on the table empty? Shouldn't it be filled with various snacks? It must be that the servants in the mansion were careless in serving my wife."

Yuntong felt embarrassed and angry. She knew that the prince must have known that she was eating snacks. She touched the snack foam on the ground with her toes and gently hooked it to the side.

I tried for a long time but didn't touch anything.

Yuntong was angry with herself. She had never felt so embarrassed before.

So she pulled back her tassels, sat back, and pouted her lips.

"Your Majesty! You...you are making fun of me. This is the first time we meet here, and you don't even give me face."

When she got angry, her previous dignity disappeared completely and she returned to her usual self as she did in Irgen Jueluo's mansion.

Yongcheng was afraid that he would really make Yuntong angry, so he quickly stopped smiling and moved closer to Yuntong to coax her.

"I'm not making fun of you. I just think you're cute. Besides, you're my wife, the mistress of the palace. What's wrong with having some snacks?"

Yuntong's face turned even redder.

Yongcheng asked quietly, "Can these snacks really fill you up?"

Yun Tong replied in a muffled voice: "I can eat my fill, but I feel choked."

Yongcheng laughed again. He remembered that the recipe sent by Empress Qing had been studied by the small kitchen for several days. There were several nourishing sweet soups in the recipe, which was just right for Yuntong to try.

He loudly called Xiao Zhuozi, who was serving outside, and asked him to go to the small kitchen and bring a bowl of white fungus, red dates and longan soup to Fu Jin.

Yuntong looked at Yongsheng with emotion. The prince was so nice that he didn't let her feel hungry at all. Her mother always said that she had too much fat on her face and didn't let her eat too much at night.

Yongcheng looked at Yuntong drinking the soup in small sips and asked softly:

"Yuntong, you really don't recognize me?"

Yun Tong raised her eyes slightly, and asked with a slight blush:

"I don't remember meeting the prince?"

Yong Cheng sighed, his eyes sparkling, and he reminded:

"Back then, your mama brought you into the palace to select a study partner for the fourth princess. Do you still remember?"

Yuntong tried hard to recall what happened back then, as if it really happened.

At that time, she loved to play and make noises. She was the youngest daughter in the family. She thought that after entering the palace as a companion student, she would never be able to go home to play again, so she was very resistant.

However, Mama always thought that her darling granddaughter was the best girl in the world and should be brought to the palace to be seen by the masters there.

Yuntong was afraid of being chosen, so he came up with a trick and pretended to be timid and cowardly.

She obviously liked small animals, but she suddenly had an idea and pretended to be scared and cried when she met a prince walking a puppy in the imperial garden.

The nobles in the palace sympathized with her young age, gave her many rewards, and sent her back home safely.

However, she did hear that the prince who was holding the puppy was severely punished by his mother.

Yuntong opened his eyes wide, and didn't even have time to put down the spoon in his hand.

"Prince, you are not the prince who was holding the puppy that year, are you? No way, are you?"

Yongcheng snorted and raised his head: "Yes, it is this king."

Yongsheng will never forget how panicked he felt when the little princess was frightened and cried.

But when everyone rushed over to show concern for her, he was the only one who saw the little princess's triumphant smile.

Yuntong felt like she was caught red-handed, and said in a sweet voice:

"My Lord, did it not hurt when you were beaten that year?"

Yongcheng thought of his mother's cane and felt his body tense, but he still said stubbornly:

"I am afraid of pain? It's just a drizzle!"

Yuntong breathed a sigh of relief. It’s good that it doesn’t hurt. It’s good that it doesn’t hurt.

She asked again with concern: "Our mother doesn't know about this, right? And the queen in the palace doesn't know about this either, right?"

Yongcheng felt soft at heart when he saw how cute she was. He rubbed Yuntong's little head after she took off her hairpin.

"Don't worry, the victims and insiders of this matter are only me and Fugui'er."

Yuntong then realized that the puppy’s name was Fuguier.

She took another sip of the sweet soup and said happily:

"Then let's go to the palace tomorrow and bring some delicious food to Fuguier. I want to apologize to him."

Yongcheng held Yuntong's hand and said with a wicked smile: "Then do you want to apologize to me first?"

Yuntong's face was burning and his round eyes were wet, like a frightened deer.

"My Lord, you are so evil!"

Yongcheng smiled, carried Yuntong to the longfengxi bed, and gently took off her silk clothes, revealing her snowy, smooth and soft fragrance.

A slight blush appeared on the delicate pink skin, and beads of sweat rolled down, like pearls.

A good night's sleep...