After rebirth, I became a scumbag and his aunt

Chapter 597: Prince, if you can bear it, just bear with it (1st update)

Zhao Chengyuan left the Prince's Mansion, held a lantern, and walked back to the Prince of Jin's Mansion.

He walked on the street, measuring the distance between the two houses step by step. The lantern gave off a dim yellow light, and there was a faint agarwood floating in the air.

The candle was reinstalled by the prince. When he lit it, he discovered that Zhao Chen had modified the lantern. The orchid he painted on the red gauze was covered by a naive rabbit, and only the word "Peace" written by You Ning remained.

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Zhao Chen also fixed a small and exquisite copper candlestick on the base of the lantern. The candlestick was inserted with a self-extinguishing incense candle. The bottom of the candle was filled with water and would automatically extinguish when it burned out. This was foolproof and would not accidentally burn the lantern.

This is just a lantern that You Ning has written on, but the prince regards it as a treasure and spends a lot of time on it.

The prince's words echoed in his ears over and over again.

"What you did for her, Gu can do. What Gu did for her, you can't do. Uncle Seventh Emperor, just because Gu and You Ning were reborn together, and you didn't come back, you lost.

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"After all, you chose Tianxia between Tianxia and Youning, and abandoned Youning."

"You Ning hates Gu, but Gu has nothing to say. But how are you better than Gu Lai?"

The prince's accusation is correct.

Whether it was for justice or for the common people, he owed You Ning too much after all.

He never recognized her when she was in danger, he never came to save her when she was trapped in the Prince's Mansion and suffered, and he never followed her when she died tragically. He allowed her to run out of oil and gas at a young age without a good death.

You Ning has never mentioned it or complained. You Ning is not willing to hurt the people she recognizes in the slightest, nor is she willing to dwell on them.

But he still couldn't let go.

When the Jin Prince's Mansion arrived, he could not walk for more than two-quarters of an hour.

The distance between the two mansions is so close. Even though he was rarely in the capital in his previous life, there were always times when he was there. Why didn't he go see her or save her?

Ye Chang limped out of the mansion and looked at the lantern in the prince's hand with tears in his eyes.

The prince still values ​​him, so he went to the Prince's Mansion to help him regain his position, right?

"Your Majesty, I humbly come to carry the lantern." Ye Chang said and reached out to pick it up.

Zhao Chengyuan gave him the lantern and said, "Burn it."

"Your Majesty, you don't want it anymore?"

It’s so hard to get back!

"No more."

Zhao Chengyuan entered the palace with his hands behind his back.

Ye Chang looked confused and looked down at the lantern in his hand, "Hey, why did the orchid grass turn into a rabbit? The rabbit ate the orchid grass?"

After Zhao Chengyuan took a bath in the outer courtyard, he returned to Yongxi Hall.

There is a lantern left in the bedroom, which is the rabbit lantern that You Ning brought back last night. The little rabbit is mellow and well-behaved, lying quietly on the table.

After You Ning got the lantern back last night, he put it aside without touching it again.

It was Ling'er who took the lantern into the inner room, "Didn't the princess like rabbit lanterns the most in the past? It should be kept in the room for a few days to suit the occasion."

You Ning looked at the lantern and was silent for a moment, "Actually, I don't like rabbit lanterns anymore."

He couldn't help but think of the lantern modified by the prince. In his previous life, You Ning must have had a rabbit lantern given by the prince.

The person on the bed was lying on his side, with a faint orange light on his cheeks, and his red lips pouting slightly, looking cute and cute, just like the little rabbit.

Now she is becoming more and more like before, when she was carefree, as if those hardships had never happened.

But the misery she suffered is still there, and the wounds in her heart will not be without scars even if they are healed.

After Zhao Chengyuan changed his clothes and went to bed, the little girl's hands and feet climbed over, curled up into his arms, sniffed his chest with her nose like a puppy, and sighed comfortably.

Zhao Chengyuan hugged her and whispered, "You Ning, I can't help you."

"Huh?" Han Youning asked drowsily with his eyes closed, "What?"

Zhao Chengyuan helped her tuck in the quilt, "It's okay. Go to sleep."

In the morning, Han Youning rarely woke up in Zhao Chengyuan's arms.

He looked at her with deep eyes, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at her.

Although they had been married for a year, she still couldn't help but feel shy when he was looking at her and lying in his arms.

Seeing that he was only looking at her but not speaking, Han Youning's face turned a warm red, "Why don't you go to morning exercises, Your Majesty?"

The little man had just woken up, he was still a little sleepy and a little shy, and his voice was soft and waxy, just like the glutinous rice cake dumplings just taken out of the steamer.

Zhao Chengyuan's fingertips gently touched the blush on her cheeks, making them soft and smooth.

He said in a low voice, "I don't want to do morning exercises today. You Ning, please stay with me for a while."

He closed his arms, hugged her into his arms, closed his eyes gently, feeling her freshness, and the empty place in his heart was gradually filled.

His chest was hot, exuding the clear scent of purple bamboo, and the aggressive aura of a man. Han Youning's whole body tensed up, and he couldn't help but think more.

It had only been a few days, but he couldn't bear it anymore. Did the old hospital make the effect of the medicine so long-lasting?

She tried her best to poke her head out of his chest and glanced at the morning light coming through the gap in the curtain, "Your Majesty, it's getting late now..."

Zhao Chengyuan whispered in her ear, "Be good, lie down for a while."

The hot air blew into her neck, arousing a fine shiver. The murmuring voice was soft and pleasant, with a hint of affection and charm, just like a feather, gently getting into her ears, tickling her every time.

, crispy and itchy.

Han Youning's body and face felt hot, and her heart felt charming. In fact... during the six months when he was lustful, she also felt that it was quite good. She knew the taste after eating the marrow, so naturally she was a little greedy after not eating for a long time...

However, she suddenly remembered what the envoy of the old home had told her not to have sex in the first three months.

The charm in her heart was swept away, and she blushed and pushed his chest, "The envoy of the old hospital said that you should be careful in the first three months..."

Zhao Chengyuan looked down and realized that the little girl in his arms was blushing, and she was clearly moved.

He couldn't help but laugh, lowered his head and kissed her on her smooth forehead. Without explaining, he followed her words and said, "Okay, then just listen to You Ning. I'll wait until three months later."

What he said...is really Meng Lang!

Han Youning got up with a red face, stayed far away from him, wrapped herself in a quilt and glared at him, "Your Majesty, with this attitude, do you still want to have a good time after three months? When Lady Yu came to deliver glutinous rice balls the day before yesterday, she said

Even if you can have sex, you have to be more careful. You have to pay attention to your posture and movements, such as...such as..."

What Yu Niang said was too explicit. She stopped suddenly and couldn't say the next words.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her with a smile, "Oh? Like what?"

Han Youning stammered, looking rather sullen, "We... we women are talking to each other, and the prince doesn't have to listen! The prince will take less medicine in the future, and just endure it if you can!"

As she spoke, she crawled to the end of the bed and hurriedly put on her coat.

Zhao Chengyuan leaned against the head of the bed, raised his head and laughed, and the depression in his chest was swept away.

(End of chapter)