83: Chapter 83 Tears well up as she calls out for her husband; Qin Mu, observing the situation, advises her to return to court.

The Seventh Princess accused him with a trembling voice, filled with tears.

That look of being both angry and anxious, wanting to bite someone but unable to bear it, was simply adorable to the extreme.

She stood on tiptoe, her plump and proud chest heaving violently due to her agitation, pressing hard against Ye Xiu's chest.

Then, this most noble Seventh Princess of Yankang actually closed her eyes and pursed her small lips, which could hang an oil bottle.

With a reckless, "break the pot" kind of ferocity, she ignored everything and leaned forward to kiss Ye Xiu's lips!

"Hehe!"

Looking at the Seventh Princess before him, with her red lips pursed high, eyes closed, and looking both "resigned to her fate" and aggrieved.

The playfulness in Ye Xiu's eyes instantly turned into a raging flame.

"This is something you offered yourself."

Ye Xiu chuckled softly, giving Ling Yuxiu absolutely no chance to back out.

His left hand, which was originally holding Qiu Dieyi, remained as steady as a mountain, while his right hand freed up and firmly grasped the back of the Seventh Princess's head.

He lowered his head and kissed her with extreme dominance!

"Mmph!"

Ling Yuxiu's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and her plump body stiffened instantly.

She had originally only wanted to "bump" him in a fit of pique to assert her sovereignty over that icy old woman.

But how could she be a match for a veteran like Ye Xiu in the field of love?

It was only when Ling Yuxiu was about to run out of breath that Ye Xiu reluctantly released her cherry lips, which were now swollen and moist from the kiss.

"Hoo... hoo..."

Ling Yuxiu gasped for air, her stunningly beautiful Face so flushed it seemed as if it could drip blood.

When she met Ye Xiu's mocking gaze again, the "Iron Lady" facade she had been desperately holding up finally collapsed completely.

"Waa—!"

This Seventh Princess of the current dynasty, who was usually heroic and commanded the Imperial Guards.

Actually cried out with a "wa," like a little girl who had suffered a great injustice.

She buried her head in Ye Xiu's arms, her two pink fists pounding against his solid chest with no threat whatsoever, tears falling down drop by drop.

Soaking the lapel of Ye Xiu's chest with her tears.

"You are bullying me! You big bad guy, you only know how to bully me!"

"When I heard you were trapped at Tianyin Pass, I was so scared that I didn't even care about my own life and ran to save you... Not only do you not feel sorry for me, but you are here with another woman... here..."

When she reached the part about her grievances, Ling Yuxiu even forgot her usual self-reference of "This Princess" in a fit of heat.

She actually shouted out that extremely shameful, extremely modern term of address that Ye Xiu had taught her when he used to tease her in private: "Husband... please come back to the Imperial Palace with me, okay... Don't scare me anymore, I won't lose my temper with you ever again..."

This soft, tearful "Husband" made Ye Xiu feel as if his bones had lightened by two taels.

Although Qiu Dieyi, who was beside them, didn't understand what kind of strange term "Husband" was.

She could hear the implication of competing for favor in that cloying tone, and immediately, not to be outdone, she snuggled into Ye Xiu's arms.

Just at this beautiful moment, with the ice mountain on the left melting into spring water and the tsundere on the right becoming clingy, Ye Xiu was enjoying the blessings of having both.

An extremely abrupt cough, filled with a bit of awkwardness and helplessness, suddenly sounded not far away.

"Ahem... um... Brother Ye, did I come at a bad time?"

Ye Xiu looked up.

He saw that in the middle of the group of heavily armored cavalry who had turned their backs, a youth wearing coarse linen clothes and holding a butcher's knife had squeezed in at some point.

It was Qin Mu!

At this moment, Qin Mu's eyes were wide open, and the butcher's knife in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He looked at the woman on the left with seductive eyes! Then he looked at the woman on the right who was crying like rain and holding onto Ye Xiu, acting like a spoiled child.

Is, is this still the Seventh Princess Ling Yuxiu, who commanded him like a little brother in the capital and was heroic and domineering?!

Qin Mu only felt that his worldview had received an extremely serious shock.

"Brother Ye... your... your methods are even more inscrutable than Grandfather Village Chief's swordsmanship..."

"Yo, it's Muer."

Ye Xiu was thick-skinned.

Holding one in each arm, he raised an eyebrow at Qin Mu: "What? You brat made contact with the Princess?"

"Yes."

Qin Mu rubbed the back of his head, smiled bitterly, stepped forward, and braced himself to act as a lobbyist.

The Cowherd Boy looked at Ling Yuxiu's shamed and angry gaze, which seemed almost ready to eat him, quickly shrank his neck, and sped up his speech: "Um, Brother Ye, you'd better hurry back to the capital with Sister-in-law Princess."

"Besides..."

Qin Mu sighed with extreme resentment, wearing an expression of having eaten too much gossip: "If you don't leave, this cow raised in the Great Wilderness, even if not beaten to death by old monsters, will be soured to death by you two!"

Hearing Qin Mu's teasing, even Qiu Dieyi, who had been keeping a straight Face, couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

Ling Yuxiu was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She buried her Face deeply in Ye Xiu's chest and mumbled muffledly: "Hurry up, hurry up! It's so embarrassing!"

"Hahaha! Good! Since Muer has come to invite me personally, I must give this Face!"

Ye Xiu laughed loudly, his voice shaking the heavens.

He picked up Ling Yuxiu in a domineering manner and leaped onto the magnificent Dragon horse.

Then he waved at Qiu Dieyi.

"Beauties, get on the horse! Follow this Sect Leader... back to the capital, to feast on the wealthy!"

...

A few hours later, the majestic Imperial Palace appeared before them.

"Finally arrived."

Ye Xiu held Ling Yuxiu and dismounted, looking at the magnificent royal palace gates before him, a lazy smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Let's go, my Princess, take your husband to see your Imperial Father, and by the way, taste if your royal imperial wine is strong enough."

Ye Xiu casually dismissed his subordinates to escort Qiu Dieyi and the other women back to the Princess Mansion to settle in.

He himself pulled Ling Yuxiu and strode towards the inner court of the Imperial Palace.

Following behind them was the Cowherd Boy Qin Mu, who was looking around and clutching that butcher's knife tightly.

However, to everyone's surprise.

They had just passed through the Xuanwu Gate and had not yet had time to go to the Golden Throne Hall to meet Emperor Yankang.

An old eunuch with a panicked expression and covered in sweat came stumbling towards them.

"Aiyo! Your Highness, Seventh Princess! You've finally returned!"

When the old eunuch saw Ling Yuxiu, it was as if he had seen a lifeline; he knelt on the ground with a thud, his voice filled with an obvious crying tone.

"Eunuch Li? Why are you here? Are Father and the State Preceptor not holding a banquet?"

Ling Yuxiu frowned slightly, and a very ominous premonition suddenly surged in her heart.

"How could there be any mood for a banquet!"

Eunuch Li slapped his thigh in anxiety.

"The Empress Dowager... the Empress Dowager, she has suddenly fallen ill!"

"What?!"

Ling Yuxiu's Face instantly turned pale, her delicate body swayed violently, and she almost couldn't stand steady.

In this deep palace, the Empress Dowager was the elder who loved her the most; from childhood, no matter how much trouble she caused, the Empress Dowager always protected her.

How could the Empress Dowager fall ill just one day after she left the capital?

"What happened? Wasn't Imperial Grandmother perfectly fine when I left? Where are the people from the Imperial Academy of Medicine? Are they all useless!"

Ling Yuxiu was so anxious that her eyes instantly turned red.

"All the imperial physicians from the Imperial Academy of Medicine have already rushed to Cining Palace, but... but the Empress Dowager's pulse is extremely strange, and even the Head Physician is helpless!"

Eunuch Li wiped his tears and said: "His Majesty has issued an imperial decree, saying that the Empress Dowager loves you the most, and if... if there is really a disaster, you must go quickly to see her one last time!"

"Imperial Grandmother..."

When Ling Yuxiu heard the four words "one last time," tears flowed down with a "whoosh."

She didn't even have time to speak to Ye Xiu; she lifted her skirt and ran frantically towards Cining Palace.

"This Yankang Imperial Palace really doesn't let anyone have a moment of peace."

Ye Xiu watched Ling Yuxiu's panicked back, and a flash of sharp light flickered in his originally lazy eyes.

The Empress Dowager didn't fall ill early or late, but happened to fall ill just when the State Preceptor was ambushed, he himself caused a scene at Tianyin Pass, and the political situation was most turbulent, and even the entire Imperial Academy of Medicine was helpless?

In this world, how could there be such a coincidence.

"Brother Ye, the water in this Imperial Palace seems very deep. Should I go hide at the State Preceptor's Mansion first?"

Beside him, Qin Mu looked at Ye Xiu's thoughtful expression and extremely keenly smelled a hint of trouble.

He shrank his neck and prepared to slip away, oiling the soles of his feet.

He was just a Cowherd Boy from the Great Wilderness; he didn't want to get involved in these kinds of power struggles in the Imperial Palace.

"Hide? Where are you going to hide, you brat?"

Ye Xiu was quick-eyed and fast-handed; he grabbed the back of Qin Mu's neck—the skin of fate—and dragged him back like a chick.

"Since that bunch of quacks at the Imperial Academy of Medicine can't cure her, then I can only count on you."