The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control-Chapter 249 - 248: Imperial Marriage Bestowal

Mingzhu sat next to Ah Zhen.

To make her more comfortable, Ah Zhen had the palace maid bring extra cushions.

"If kneeling is uncomfortable, just stack two cushions and use them as a small stool."

Mingzhu envisioned the scene.

She asked softly, "Are you really not setting me up?"

Ladies from other households carry themselves with grace, and she’s the only one sitting improperly. Won’t she be ridiculed later?

Ah Zhen snorted, "Who dares to laugh at you, I’ll cut off their tongue!"

"Shut up, will you."

Mingzhu felt so embarrassed she wanted to find a hole to crawl into!

Ah Zhen’s brows relaxed, his eyes smiling, as he held Mingzhu’s delicate hand under the table.

Originally just to comfort her, he was reluctant to let go once he held her hand.

Mingzhu gently reminded him, "Mind your demeanor."

Ah Zhen moved her hand between them, "No one can see."

Mingzhu glanced at Princess An He opposite her, and Yun Ling who was making faces at her.

The words she wanted to say were written all over her face.

Ah Zhen’s lips curled, "It’s not an outsider, they won’t spread it around."

Mingzhu wanted to say more, but then the sharp announcement from the eunuch outside the hall rang out.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

"The Empress has arrived!"

"..."

Mingzhu swallowed her words and simultaneously drew out her hand from Ah Zhen’s grasp.

The Emperor and Empress Wei arrived hand in hand.

Mingzhu kept her gaze lowered, not looking at them. After a moment, a corner of bright yellow robes swept past the edge of her vision.

She had regained her memory.

Ah Zhen didn’t know why she lost her memory, but Mingzhu was very clear.

That day, she was seriously injured and had a nightmare, dreaming of the events after difficult childbirth in her past life.

The bloody scene terrified her, making her want to escape.

Yet when she saw the child being born still breathing, she felt that everything seemed worthwhile...

Sadly, the child didn’t survive in the end.

At the time, trapped in the nightmare, she could hear the voices from outside.

She naturally learned that it was the Emperor who ordered her memory to be sealed.

Mingzhu’s eyes carried a hint of sarcasm.

He professed to like her, yet ignored the doctor’s advice, and disregarded the dangers that forcibly sealing memories would bring her.

Is this truly like?

Thankfully, she never harbored any intentions toward him from the start; otherwise, she’d have been infuriated to death.

Compared to overt dislike, professing love with words while acting harmfully is despicable.

Mingzhu knew Ah Zhen’s temperament; if he learned the truth, who knows what chaos he might cause.

Thus, she could only keep it from him.

In this world, there are still many people they care about; angering the Emperor would do them no good.

Mingzhu was lost in her thoughts, missing the words spoken by the one seated at the top.

It wasn’t until Ah Zhen helped her up and seated her back in her original place that she returned to her senses.

Empress Wei’s gaze fell upon Mingzhu, "I have long heard of the deep affection between Princely Heir Xie and his wife. Today, seeing them, it’s indeed true. See, Princely Heir Xie’s attentiveness makes all the ladies present envious of his wife."

The ladies present wore awkward expressions.

Not long ago, they were thinking that Mingzhu had fallen out of favor.

Although it wasn’t explicitly said, the Empress’ words still gave them a feeling of being slapped in the face.

Mingzhu’s lips curved slightly, without hiding, "My Ah Zhen is indeed considerate."

Praised by his beloved woman in public, happiness spread to the corners of Ah Zhen’s eyes.

Clearing his throat, he said with earnestness, "It’s Madam’s skill of managing her husband."

He spoke frankly, without feeling embarrassed at all.

The men present collectively averted their eyes, thinking to themselves that Princely Heir Xie had no backbone at all.

In such a setting, he actually raises his household woman so high.

Isn’t he afraid others will say he’s henpecked!

When Empress Wei teased Mingzhu, many thought it was mere small talk.

However, Ah Zhen’s attitude was plainly clear and obvious.

Now, indeed many envied Mingzhu.

Her husband holds a high position of power, has no mistresses, and he protects her dignity outside.

Mingzhu is truly lucky!

Mingzhu dislikes displaying herself, but this time she sat calmly, accepting others’ scrutiny.

The smile on her face never fell.

Seeing this, Empress Wei’s expression twisted for a moment.

She had already learned the truth, that the Emperor had hidden Mingzhu in a villa before.

His clandestine departure from the palace was to meet her.

Even once, when the Emperor drank at night, he called Mingzhu’s name while holding her.

He kept apologizing, saying sorry to Mingzhu and to Ah Zhen.

Being able to make someone at the pinnacle of power bow down, Empress Wei couldn’t help but be mindful of Mingzhu.

Being in a high position, she should restrain herself, but seeing Mingzhu being gently treated by Ah Zhen, she couldn’t hold back her anger.

Why could Mingzhu have two outstanding men in the palm of her hand?

Just because of her looks!

Empress Wei maintained a dignified smile on her face, but her gaze carried an indiscernible chill.

The Emperor glanced at her lightly, instinctively clenching the hand resting on his knee.

Feeling somewhat bitter.

He genuinely envied Ah Zhen, not only marrying his beloved woman but also having an aligned wife.

Unlike him, lonely among conspiracies everywhere.

Even the Empress had begun to change.

The Emperor’s lips curled; fortunately, he never harbored any expectations for palace women.

No expectation means no disappointment.

Thus, he wouldn’t be emotionally affected, impacting his own conduct.

Among those present were members of the Wei Family.

Although Young General Wei caused trouble, their Wei Family also contributed to this war.

The Emperor smiled slightly, holding Empress Wei’s hand, "Don’t keep staring at Ah Zhen and his wife, there are many noble ladies here today. Take a careful look; if there’s someone appealing, I’ll grant a marriage for the Imperial Uncle!"

A royal marriage is a blessing.

Empress Wei didn’t withdraw her hand, her gaze indeed wandering around the banquet.

She smiled and said, "My brother has a hot temper; he needs a strong wife to manage it."

The Emperor nodded, "He indeed needs to be managed; if it weren’t for Ah Zhen’s rescue, who knows what the situation would be now."

Young General Wei lowered his head, deeply ashamed.

He had thought about stepping over Ah Zhen to earn military merits, but in the end, it was Ah Zhen who saved him.

Those ignoble thoughts made him feel utterly ashamed.

The attendees at the banquet were all astute.

One glance told them the greatest merit in this rebellion fell to Ah Zhen.

Unfortunately, he had just expressed his devotion to Mingzhu, seemingly not intending to take concubines anytime soon.

Consequently, the ladies focused their attention on Young General Wei.

The Wei Family produced an Empress, who bore the Crown Prince; as long as they didn’t commit heinous crimes, their glory would continue.

Marriage into the Wei Family was unquestionably a wise choice.

The noble ladies perked up, sitting straight, hoping to catch Empress Wei’s favor.

Empress Wei’s gaze landed on Yun Ling.

Her smile grew even more pronounced, "If I’m not mistaken, this is Yun Ling?"