WMSG Chapter 66
by VolareThe Junzhu was talking to the Eldest Princess, but the Eldest Princess’s gaze went past her, as if she had seen something incredible. She straightened her back subconsciously and patted the Junzhu’s hand.
The Junzhu followed her gaze, and the palace banquet suddenly fell silent. Almost everyone saw Gong Xunwu pull Ye Yueshen into his arms, the action gentle and natural, as if he had practiced pulling Ye Yueshen into his arms a hundred times when no one was around.
Ye Yueshen looked very drunk. He was held around the waist by Gong Xunwu, his legs as soft as noodles, and his head was pressed against Gong Xunwu’s chest.
“San Yue!” The Junzhu stood up abruptly, walked through the dancing dancers performing the Rainbow Feather Dance, and walked without hesitation to the side of the male guests.
After Ye Yueshen threw himself over, he stopped moving. He had been overwhelmed by emotions just now and felt that Gong Xunwu would definitely laugh at him for being a mess after their separation. Now, he really couldn’t clean up the situation.
His cold and smooth cheek was pressed against Gong Xunwu’s neck, like a piece of delicate tofu. Gong Xunwu wanted him to stay like this. He had missed the fragrant beauty in his arms for many days. If it weren’t for the palace banquet, he would have wanted to devour him whole.
The Junzhu came aggressively. Gong Xunwu subconsciously hugged Ye Yueshen and turned his back. When he came back to his senses, he realized he had lost his composure. He was the Qi Wang, barely a cheap uncle. What qualifications did he have to be ahead of his mother?
“Be good.” Gong Xunwu coaxed Ye Yueshen in his ear, then lifted him up in a horizontal embrace. He said to the approaching Junzhu, “He’s drunk.”
“Thank you, Your Highness. Let me help Xiao Yue.” The Junzhu said, reaching out to support him.
For a moment, Gong Xunwu felt that he should give way, looking at the family and relatives present. This was the most polite and restrained thing for him to do as the Qi Wang.
But looking at the beauty in his arms, he evilly thought, who told him to throw himself into my arms? How could this be my fault?
“I’ll carry him.” Gong Xunwu brushed past the Junzhu and walked out. The Rainbow Feather Dance stopped, and everyone watched him pick up Ye Yueshen. They couldn’t say what was wrong, but everything felt wrong.
The Emperor coughed lightly, “Qi Wang, take Xiao Yue to the warm hall to rest and sober up.”
The Empress Dowager clenched the teacup in her hand, “Ying’er, you stay and drink. What are you worried about with the Qi Wang watching over you?”
The Junzhu paused, but looking at Gong Xunwu carrying Ye Yueshen, she suddenly felt a hundred worries. Why was he carrying him instead of carrying him on his back?
Suddenly, all ordinary details became extraordinary. The Junzhu hesitated and said, “Empress Mother, I’ll go take a look.”
When passing by Ye Yueshen’s original seat, Gong Xuyin and Gong Shengyin, who were standing nearby, were both surprised.
Gong Xuyin sobered up by half. There was obvious surprise in his eyes, but after the surprise came a burst of inexplicable loss.
Gong Shengyin, on the other hand, looked incredulous, but his most real and intense feeling was almost enlightenment. He froze in place, and many previous doubts seemed to be answered.
The truth is always hard to accept. Gong Shengyin clenched his fists, watching Ye Yueshen nestled in Gong Xunwu’s arms, leaving only the back of his head visible. Unwillingness and jealousy almost made him lose control.
From the moment he secretly decided to fight for the throne, Gong Shengyin had already regarded himself as the favored son of heaven. Although he suffered humiliation and was ignored, he never doubted that he would one day get everything.
Temporary pain was just an expedient measure. Like every time he had been tortured before, Gong Shengyin comforted himself in his heart, that after he obtained the throne, he would snatch Ye Yueshen back.
But it had little effect. In fact, he couldn’t even look away.
He didn’t believe it. Ye Yueshen had never produced any amazing articles, nor had he said or done anything that made him famous.
He was just a little better looking than others. How could the Qi Wang be so superficial as to become entangled with a man with a pretty face?
In Gong Shengyin’s eyes, Ye Yueshen was just a showy but useless person. He would not admit that he had fallen in love with a vibrant soul, let alone admit Ye Yueshen’s specialness.
Eighteen years of humble life had not made him twisted and conceited. Subconsciously, only by devaluing Ye Yueshen could he treat Ye Yueshen as his male favorite without any burden, a low-ranking attendant at his disposal.
As Gong Xunwu was about to leave the main hall with Ye Yueshen in his arms, he found himself wondering whether to snatch him back, even if it meant losing everything, even his head…
Gong Xunwu knew that the Junzhu was following behind him. He first took Ye Yueshen to a side hall and placed him on a couch. When he turned around and met the Junzhu’s eyes, he knew he couldn’t hide it.
The Junzhu looked at him with dull eyes, almost with tears in them.
“Eldest Sister.” Gong Xunwu was interrupted by the Junzhu as soon as he opened his mouth, “Who is your damned Eldest Sister!”
The Junzhu’s hands were trembling. She slapped Gong Xunwu twice without hesitation, and one side of Gong Xunwu’s face quickly turned red.
In fact, he could have dodged the Junzhu’s slaps, but he felt it was unnecessary. In any case, he couldn’t avoid a mother’s resentment and blame.
From the moment he touched Ye Yueshen, he had already prepared to be beaten by the Emperor.
The Empress Dowager had always doted on the Junzhu. The Empress Dowager had no daughters, and she felt that the daughters of other concubines could not be trusted, so the Junzhu, who had no parents, became a thoughtful gift she received.
The Junzhu was well-behaved and sensible when she was young. More importantly, compared to the Emperor, who showed imperial traits in his youth, the Junzhu knew how to rely on the Empress Dowager. At that time, Gong Xunwu had not yet been born, so the Junzhu received a lot of love from the Empress Dowager.
Gong Xunwu thought, if the Empress Dowager wanted to uphold justice for the Junzhu, then he could only endure it. But if the Empress Dowager ordered him not to see Ye Yueshen again for the Junzhu’s sake, then he could only steal Ye Yueshen from the Ye residence and take him far away to wander to the ends of the earth.
Gong Xunwu nodded very lightly, “That’s good. I also feel strange calling you Eldest Sister. I can also call you Mother like Yueshen.”
“Are you crazy?” The Junzhu was so angry that she felt dizzy and even staggered.
Ye Yueshen was not really asleep. He was half-dreaming and half-awake when he heard, “I can also call you Mother like Yueshen,” and he was startled awake.
“Nonsense.” Ye Yueshen sat up. His voice was very calm. He didn’t even dare to shout and scold Gong Xunwu, because he was afraid of scaring the Junzhu.
The Junzhu looked very scared at this time, and Ye Yueshen felt very sorry for her.
He got up and walked over, avoiding Gong Xunwu’s hand that wanted to pull him. He took the Junzhu’s hand and comforted her softly, “Mother, he’s drunk and talking nonsense. I don’t know what he’s talking about. Don’t let a madman anger you.”
The Junzhu trembled, even her gaze towards Ye Yueshen was full of strangeness. She didn’t know if Ye Yueshen was telling the truth or not, but she was very gullible at this time, almost deceiving herself. She almost believed Ye Yueshen’s words.
But when she looked at Gong Xunwu, the Junzhu seemed to be awakened by a basin of cold water. Gong Xunwu’s expression looked too calm, without any shame of being exposed for lying. Instead, his gaze towards her was full of generosity and pity.
It was as if he was compassionate and didn’t care about right and wrong.
Ye Yueshen was actually half-drunk. He was comforting the Junzhu entirely by instinct, “Mother, let’s go home, okay?”
The Junzhu raised her hand tremblingly. Ye Yueshen thought he was going to be beaten, so he closed his eyes, but the expected pain did not come.
The Junzhu just stroked his cheek, then took a deep breath and calmed down, “Xiao Yue, rest for a while. Mother will take Xiao Yue home soon.”
The Junzhu patted Ye Yueshen’s face, with tears in her eyes. She turned halfway to go out, leaving Gong Xunwu with a sentence: “You come with me.”