amaotonovel Chapter 126 is about coaxing, but never lying.
Chapter 126 is about coaxing, but never lying.
His pitiful appearance made Wu Chengye open his mouth as if to say something, but she hadn't comforted anyone in a long time, so she gently patted the back of his hand.
Huang Ziliang put away his frown and forced a smile at her: "Even so, thank you for your mercy, Your Highness."
Wu Chengye wanted a man who was submissive to him and occasionally acted coquettishly, someone who lingered between wanting and not wanting him.
"Do you like the things you bought? Why don't we go to another store and pick out some more?" Wu Chengye was just deceiving himself; he was simply transferring the love he had accumulated for Sima Lingchuan onto Huang Ziliang.
Huang Ziliang nodded. Since she was willing to play, he would play along with her.
As they walked, he was so close to her. Presumably, there must be a lot of evidence in his study of the Prime Minister's collusion with Xiao Rong, and she must also be involved, trying to find a way to get her hands on that evidence without anyone noticing.
"This hairpin suits you very well, Ziliang. Come here, let me put it on you." Huang Ziliang refused from the bottom of his heart. Only the person he loved could put a flower in his hair, but she was the one who had harmed his entire family. She was not worthy of putting a flower in his hair!
"Your Highness, this is too precious. I can't bear to wear it. Please put it in the box." He smiled gently, a smile that seemed to have some kind of magic. I admit that I picked it out and put the hairpin back on the tray.
"From now on, whenever your store releases any new hairpins or ornaments, send a set to my residence." The meaning was clear: they were all for Huang Ziliang.
The merchants were overjoyed; this was an incredible windfall. They bowed and scraped as they saw them off, making sure they remembered the young man's face clearly so that if he ever came to their shops again, they would serve him the most expensive and best dishes.
Huang Ziliang held onto her sleeve, keeping a half-step distance between them. It was this feeling of being both close and distant that Wu Chengye quite enjoyed.
Manluo Town
The people outside returned to normal, even more lively than before. Now that they had been granted permission, as long as they had the travel permit, they could go to cities further away from each other. When they encountered something worth celebrating, they would hang lanterns on both sides of the street, and they could even stay up all night.
Wu Ziyan slept in a daze until the afternoon, when it was already dark. Han Yuxiu came to check on her twice, but seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he did not disturb her. Instead, he secretly placed a hot water bottle next to her hand.
During the cold season, Wu Ziyan felt a little warmth and leaned towards it. When she woke up in the evening, the hot water bottle was still warm. Han Yuxiu heard that they would be setting off the next day and went back to the inn to pack their things.
Wu Chengji also drank some wine and went to the training ground with his soldiers to compete in martial arts and horse racing. Fang Yuerong was dealing with the merchants here. Not long after Wu Ziyan woke up, he also finished signing contracts with the merchants.
She was drowsy, holding a hot water bottle, standing outside the door making a racket, and it was unusually bright. Fang Yuerong happened to come out of the other room and saw her standing there blankly, which was especially cute.
In the past, when you opened the door of Silan Pavilion, you could hear the noise of people playing games on the first floor and the laughter and joking on the second floor. Now, there are hardly any people around. He felt like everything in front of him was blurry and yawned.
"Miss Ziyan." Fang Yuerong looked at her teasingly from the side. She hadn't even heard her surroundings clearly, and was looking around to see who was calling her.
"Over here." Fang Yuerong put down his work and walked towards her, tapping her nose with his hand. Wu Ziyan looked up at him, but he was blurry, with three blurry figures swaying in front of her.
"Why is it so noisy outside?" Wu Chengye yawned again, blinked hard, and finally saw clearly what was in front of him.
"The people are all happy. They've spontaneously hung up lanterns. Tonight might be a sleepless night."
"So many things happened while I was asleep? What important things could make me so happy?"
"Thanks to you, business has opened up, and they can make more money now."
"Yes, that's right. Doesn't that mean tonight will be very lively with lots of vendors?"
"Yes, Silan Pavilion isn't as lively as it used to be."
"Then I'll go get dressed, and we'll go out for a stroll?" Wu Ziyan's eyes were full of love. She seemed to really enjoy shopping. Her bright eyes were irresistible. Wang Yuerong had originally wanted to ask if it was just the two of them, but then she thought better of it and decided not to ask.
The moon peeked from behind the pillar. [Oh my, my lord, you'd better seize this opportunity!]
Fang Yuerong felt a burning gaze on him, but when he looked back, he didn't find anyone. At that moment, Yue'er was squatting down, barely daring to breathe.
However, Wu Ziyan did not come out for a long time after going in. Fang Yuerong knocked on the door and went in, only to find Wu Ziyan lying on the bed in a staring-out position, staring motionless at the ceiling.
This startled him, and he thought something had happened. Wu Ziyan said blankly, "I don't want to comb my hair. Can someone help me get dressed?"
She was feeling weak all over, so she simply lay down. Fang Yuerong walked over to her and said, "How about I help you comb your hair and change your clothes?"
"Ah? Is this good?"
"If you get up late, all the good food will be sold out."
Fang Yuerong reached out a hand and pulled Wu Ziyan up from the bed. He walked to the dressing table and, as expected of a beauty expert, his hair-styling skills were top-notch. Wu Ziyan had never had such beautiful hair before. He also applied exquisite makeup to her, instantly bringing color to her pale face.
Fang Yuerong drew her eyebrows, and upon closer inspection, she could see that there was still a hint of heroism between her brows, but the lines of her face were very soft. After she finished dressing and putting on her clothes, she added a cloak over her clothes, after all, she couldn't catch a cold.
Wu Ziyan twirled in front of the mirror, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she smiled: "Yuerong, you're really good at this! I feel like you're even better than Boyou at makeup and hair."
“I’ll take that as a compliment, but I don’t like it when you compare me to other men.” He smiled slightly, but there seemed to be a hint of bitterness in that smile.
"Alright, alright, you're the best, no one can compare to you. Could you teach me sometime?"
"Why do I need to teach you? How about I do your hair and makeup every day from now on?"
“That won’t do. Boss Fang’s intelligence can’t be confined to one area. It’s a great honor for me to do my hair and makeup this time.”
"You're so good with words, no wonder you can win over men so easily."
"I may have been coaxing you, but I never lied to you." She was still captivated by her new look, twirling left and right, until she stepped on the hem of her skirt and accidentally stumbled, leaning against Fang Yuerong's chest. Their bright eyes met.