Yin Hui said sullenly, “Going to put a towel on my eyes, so that they don’t swell up again in the morning and become solid proof that I can’t tolerate a concubine.”
Wei Luo laughed.
Yin Hui wiped her face, and then carefully covered her eyes with a warm towel. Fortunately, she was so angry that she didn’t cry for long.
At that moment, there came the sound of a bell coming from the street in the distance, and it was the second watch.
Yin Hui looked at Wei Luo, who was sitting on the bed in surprise; did they quarrel intermittently for an hour?
Wei Luo looked at her helplessly.
Yin Hui turned off the light and went back to bed.
When she was about to get into the bed, a pair of familiar arms embraced her.
Since all the misunderstandings had been clarified, in Wei Luo’s view, the two were just a couple who had been separated for a month.
Yin Hui avoided him and said calmly, “Until this matter is resolved, I will not be in the mood.”
Wei Luo understood she was still angry, so he had to let go.
In the early morning of the next day, when Wei Luo was still dressing and Yin Hui was still combing her hair, Jinzhan came in and said with a smile, “Your Highness, Princess, your cousin is here.”
Yin Hui looked at Wei Luo from the mirror.
Wei Luo met her eyes and said, “I’ll go and have a look first.”
The children may come at any time, but they haven’t seen his cousin yet.
Wei Luo quickly put on his clothes, and when he came to the front yard, he found Xiao Heng was there, sitting face to face with Wen Ruyue.
Seeing him, both stood up at the same time.
“Cousin,” Wen Ruyue saluted timidly.
“Father,” Xiao Heng shouted respectfully, with doubts in his eyes.
Wei Luo called Xiao Heng to his side, pointed to Wen Ruyue, and said, “This is my cousin from the Wen family.”
Xiao Heng knew that his grandmother’s surname was Wen, and when he understood, he bowed to Wen Ruyue and said, “Hello.”
Wen Ruyue’s eyes were gentle, saying, “Your Majesty, you have gotten so big.”
After speaking, her eyes suddenly turned red.
Wei Luo guessed that his cousin was thinking of her kid who died young.
He could understand, but he was still a little irritable because he had to face her tears every day.
“Father!”
Xiao Ning ran in from outside. Because she missed her father, she woke up very early that day.
Xiao Xun followed closely behind his sister.
Facing his own child, Wei Luo showed a tenderness that even he himself hadn’t noticed.
Wen Ruyue felt that such a cousin was very strange.
In fact, the thirty-year-old cousin had not changed much compared to the twenty-year-old cousin, and he was still so cold. So even if they met again after ten years, Wen Ruyue had nothing to adapt to, until then, but she suddenly discovered that he was not cold sometimes.
Wen Ruyue looked at the three children again.
Some were like him, some were like Yin Hui, and they were all beautiful without exception.
After Xiao Xun and Xiao Ning also met Wen Ruyue, Yin Hui came.
Yin Hui could smile naturally when facing Wen Ruyue. While entertaining her with a smile, she was wary of Wen Ruyue’s nonsense in front of the children.
Fortunately, Wen Ruyue was not so paranoid.
After dinner, Xiao Heng and Xiao Xun went to study in the palace, and the nurse took Xiao Ning to play in the garden.
Jinzhan and An Shun’er retreated outside the door and watched from afar.
Wen Ruyue sat at the lower left of Wei Luo, looking nervously at the couple in the main seat.
Wei Luo looked at her and said, “Cousin, I know you only trust me now, and want to stay in the palace forever, but there is something I need to tell you.”
Then, he explained that he refused to accept the marriage offer for the side concubines.
Wen Ruyue had never heard of that before; her mouth opened in astonishment.
Wei Luo said, “I just couldn’t accept my father’s kindness. No matter who I take as a concubine in the future, it will be disrespectful to my father. Please be considerate.”
Wen Ruyue lowered her head and started to shed tears again.
Seeing that, Wei Luo continued to say, “Cousin, don’t worry, you stay in the mansion to recuperate first, and when you fully recover, I will choose a good marriage for you.”
Wen Ruyue covered her face and wept, “I’m a widow. If the news about me gets out, which decent man would still marry me?”
Who would treat a woman who was grounded for many years and almost died of starvation as a normal person?
The only ones who could accept her would be those from poor families.
Going to such a family to be a wife was no better than being a concubine to her cousin.
Wen Ruyue knelt down and begged her cousin to take pity on her, hoping that Wei Luo could ask Emperor Yongping for forgiveness for her.
Yin Hui made a gesture of pity but actually watched the play silently.
Wei Luo glanced at her and said to Wen Ruyue, “My father and I are both father and son, but we are also monarch and minister. I can’t take risks.”
Wen Ruyue cried even more when she heard so.
It was the kind that didn’t make a sound. Crying, even more pitiful and helpless.
Wei Luo could hardly maintain his patience.
Yin Hui could tell that Wen Ruyue had already wavered, but she had done so much before, so she had to persist in her posture for a while.
Just because Wen Ruyue didn’t leave the Yan Palace, and only went to her father’s house in the capital after Wei Luo got engaged, Yin Hui knew that she was a smart person.