She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 376 - 375: The Wife is Too Beautiful, Is It His Fault for Not Being Able to Resist?
Chapter 376: Chapter 375: The Wife is Too Beautiful, Is It His Fault for Not Being Able to Resist?
The next day before dawn had broken, the Crown Prince honestly sat in the pavilion outside the house, waiting for Yan Wanqing to wake up.
He had no control last night, and she had ended up throwing him out along with the quilt.
With nowhere to go, he could only let down the pavilion’s curtains and then spread the bedding on the ground to sleep through the night.
Well then... it wasn’t that Xiao Pingfeng was heartless; Yan Wanqing was simply too enchanting.
Whimpering, his wife was too beautiful; was it his fault he couldn’t help himself?
Thinking back to last night’s images, he felt an urge rising but hurriedly took a deep breath of the cool morning air to suppress his restlessness.
No, no, he had to stay calm.
After all, he was a scholar who had studied the wisdom of the sages; how could he immerse himself in beauty all day?
The Crown Prince took three deep breaths, then reached his hand into the pond below and caught a carp barehanded: "How boring. I wonder if Wanwan will wake up after I strip you of your scales..."
Carp: "!!!"
"Crown Prince, the young mistress is awake and calls for you," Cong Ge said softly as he approached the pavilion.
The Crown Prince tossed the carp back into the pond and then haphazardly washed off the slime on his hands: "Coming, coming."
He wiped his hands on his clothes and hastened towards the house without a moment’s delay.
At this moment, Yan Wanqing yawned, rubbing her sore waist, with dark circles under her eyes.
She was wrong.
She was really wrong.
She shouldn’t have trusted that mischievous Xiaoliu.
The dress was beautiful, indeed, but it was not meant to be worn carelessly.
Especially for someone with as weak a will as Xiao Pingfeng, wearing a dress had nearly resulted in her not being able to get off the couch.
"Miss, the Crown Prince has arrived," said Cong Ge.
Yan Wanqing looked at the long silhouette outside the curtains and nodded: "You may leave."
Seeing Cong Ge and the others leave, the lord himself entered without a word and dragged out the pillows from inside, throwing them on the floor, and knelt down without being asked: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong!"
Yan Wanqing was too shocked by these actions to speak.
"Hey!"
"My ancestor, I really know I was wrong, and I won’t dare to do it again."
Yan Wanqing: "..." She looked at the man kneeling on the pillow, somewhat at a loss: "You get up first, then we’ll talk."
"No, I’ve done something wrong and must be punished, this is my punishment for myself, it has nothing to do with you being kind," the lord earnestly pleaded, holding her soft hands: "Don’t be mad, it’ll hurt your health, and I would feel terrible."
Well then!
Yan Wanqing was left speechless: "Who did you learn this from?"
"Do you need to learn this? When you do something wrong, you apologize." Actually, this was the advice he had sought from Yan Lingzhen last night by using his qinggong to leave the residence.
Yan Wanqing had been genuinely mad last night, and he had no choice but to seek outside help.
The Crown Prince said this nonchalantly.
"All right, get up, I’m not mad at you anymore," Yan Wanqing was amused, reaching out to pull him up: "Rub my waist for me, it’s killing me."
The Crown Prince promptly got up and moved closer: "Darling, lie on your side, I’ll rub it for you."
"Mm-hmm." Yan Wanqing lay on her side, exposing part of her waist outside; due to the hot weather, she wore very little.
The Crown Prince’s gaze darkened slightly as he looked on.
Torment...
After a massage, his eyes were fixed only on her slender waist.
This was his true punishment.
Yan Wanqing did not know how he was suffering inside. Thinking of last night’s event, she said, "Yesterday, I had someone save Huai Xinmei in your name."
The Crown Prince understood her intent instantly with their tacit understanding.
"The Summer Sacrifice is just two days away, the fiercer the conflict between Wu Zhen and Huai Xinmei, the better it is for us," Yan Wanqing’s eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty smile, "The muddier the water, the easier it is for us to fish in troubled waters."
She was somewhat eager.
Eager to see on the day of the Summer Sacrifice, in front of everyone from the Northern Border, when she would tear off her mask to reveal her true self, what their expressions would be like.
She wanted them to carry those expressions as they apologized to Huai Yu, Piji, and those who had died in vain!
"The army has already set up camp outside the city, and you can deploy my men as you wish," Xiao Pingfeng knew that Yan Wanqing had been greatly shocked that day, nearly losing her child.
These people were truly excessive!
Human nature really cannot withstand the slightest bit of sympathy and pity.
Yan Wanqing took his hand in hers, her eyes serious, "Do you think I am hard-hearted?"
On the day of the Summer Sacrifice, she would let go of the innocent people, but those nobles and others who had participated in the massacre, Yan Wanqing would not let them go—altogether, there were over a hundred people, almost tantamount to slaughtering a city.
That’s why she asked this question.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Pingfeng firmly took her hand, "According to Dawei’s laws, these people deserve the death penalty. They should be thankful that you are willing to take their lives; otherwise, in my hands, I would tear them to pieces!"
He would throw them all into the eighteenth layer of hell and make them experience every torture to appease his hatred!
Yan Wanqing’s eyes moistened.
She was very happy.
Xiao Pingfeng did not persuade her to be forgiving and to step back for a broader view.
She was happy that he would always firmly stand by her side.
She did not want those people to apologize to her; she believed Huai Yu and the others did not want their apologies either.
Just because they apologized, should they be forgiven?
No!
They must suffer as she did before it could count as an apology!
Those superficially gracious apologies should be saved to tell the dead in person!
Xiao Pingfeng embraced her, sighing lightly, "Go ahead and do as you please; I’ll clean up the mess for you."
Summer Sacrifice.
In the past two days, Huai Xinmei had been trying to meet the Crown Prince but was always stopped; she had to patiently wait until the day of the Summer Sacrifice.
She had tailors across the city work overnight to sew her a beautiful dress, and she dressed up to attend the Summer Sacrifice.
Seeing Chen Di’s eyes nearly glued to her, Huai Xinmei knew she must look stunningly beautiful that day.
Until that supposed Queen appeared.
They had coincidentally chosen the same color for their dresses—vermilion red.
But Huai Xinmei didn’t have the fairness of Yan Wanqing.
The craftsmen from the Northern Border were far inferior to the tailors from the Capital City; even though the dress on Yan Wanqing lacked the intricate patterns, every stitch was precisely in place, beautifully outlining her slender waist. Coupled with her inherently bright beauty, reminiscent of a fox, every gesture she made was enchanting. Therefore, when Yan Wanqing appeared, people of all ages fixed their eyes on her.
Usually not one to wear much jewelry, she even wore a string of bells on her wrist that day, making tinkling sounds as she moved, truly a delightful sight and sound.
"The Summer Sacrifice in the Northern Border is indeed very lively, Your Highness,"
