The Tale of the Imprisoned Consort - Chapter 38, Bringing Her to My Side (Part 1)

"I don't know." Mingruo pouted and complained, snuggling closer to Duanmu Yun.
"I'm so tired."
"Then let's sleep." Duanmu Yun chuckled, covering her snowy chest with the brocade quilt, then pulling her into the bed. His large hand gently stroked her head, incredibly tenderly.
"...Mmm." Nestled in the familiar, warm embrace, Mingruo gave a vague "Mmm," found a comfortable spot, and fell asleep.
Duanmu Yun gazed quietly at her beautiful face. After a moment, he waved his hand, and the candlelight went out immediately. He closed his eyes and fell asleep with her.
When Mingruo woke up the next morning, Duanmu Yun was no longer there. Only the dents on the mandarin duck pillow beside her showed that he had indeed returned and that she had fallen asleep in his arms the night before.
She got out of bed and felt much better. Perhaps it was her husband's love and tenderness that had affected her. Mingruo's spirits had also improved, and she was no longer as listless as she had been the day before.
That evening, Duanmu Yun returned to keep her company as usual.
The royal hunting festival proceeded peacefully as always, with no rebellious ministers or invaders daring to covet it. The Da'an Dynasty was the strongest nation; even the likes of Jiang dared not openly attack, let alone smaller vassal states. But strangely, Duanmu Yun did not return that night. Mingruo waited for him for a long time, finally falling into a hazy sleep without seeing him. When she woke up in the morning, the other mandarin duck pillow was still full—Duanmu Yun had not returned.
She immediately began to worry. If Duanmu Yun understood her best in this world, then she was the only one who knew Duanmu Yun very well! Duanmu Yun would never fail to return without a reason; something must have happened!
But she waited and waited, and three whole days passed, and Duanmu Yun still did not return.
Mingruo finally couldn't sit still any longer—she wanted to go to the palace to see Emperor Xuli. The hunting festival was over, and apart from General Duanmu Yun not returning, her father was definitely back! But without an imperial decree and without Duanmu Yun to escort her, she simply couldn't enter the palace looking like this! Even if she applied rouge, the guards at the palace gates wouldn't let her in—who knew what the so-called Fourth Princess looked like!
I should have asked my father for a gold medal that would allow me to come and go without any hindrance.
Mingruo slammed her fist on the table in frustration. The unfinished winter clothes lay beside her, but she was in no mood for that. Just as she was pacing back and forth like a cat on a hot tin roof, there was a knock on the door. A servant's urgent voice came from outside: "Madam, Madam—a distinguished guest has arrived!"
Father!
Overcome with excitement, Mingruo immediately stood up and ran towards the door. She flung it open and saw Emperor Xuli strolling leisurely towards her. Just as he passed the pavilion and could almost see her, Mingruo excitedly waved to him and then lifted her skirt, dashing towards the pavilion. However, her momentum was too great, and her excitement too intense, so she didn't pass through the corridor but ran directly onto the garden path. She wasn't paying attention and tripped over a pebble on the path, almost falling to the ground. But somehow, as if someone had caught her, she narrowly avoided a fall.
Seeing this, Emperor Xu Li's long, ink-painted eyebrows furrowed slightly. He reached out and took Ming Ruo's fair wrist, pulling her to sit down on the stone bench in the pavilion. "Why did you run? So careless." He squeezed her body with his large hand, checking if she was injured anywhere.
Mingruo had no time to care about anything else. Her entire attention was occupied by her husband, and she didn't even notice Emperor Xuli's hands roaming over her body. She simply sat urgently in his lap, her two delicate white hands grasping the lapel of Emperor Xuli's white robe: "Father, where is Yunlang? Why hasn't he returned yet? It's been six days! Why hasn't he come back?!" Not only had he not returned, but why hadn't he sent anyone to deliver a message to her?!
Seeing that she was only concerned with asking about her husband's whereabouts and completely ignored the gift she had brought for her, Mingruo's deep purple eyes suddenly darkened. However, Mingruo, who was preoccupied with her worries, did not notice at all. Without receiving an answer from Emperor Xuli, she became even more anxious. She pressed her face very close to his and blinked her large, watery eyes rapidly: "Father, please tell Ruo'er quickly, where is Yunlang? Where is he?"
"Ruo'er." Emperor Xuli called her softly, his expression clearly showing some displeasure—he never hesitated to show his emotions in front of Mingruo.
"Look what your father has brought you." He waved the package wrapped in white cloth in his hand, gesturing for Mingruo to look. But Mingruo was only focused on asking him about Duanmu Yun's whereabouts and didn't even glance at it. Her originally pleasant mood became even more gloomy and somber. If Mingruo hadn't been so anxious, she would have definitely been able to sense the sinister and demonic aura emanating from Emperor Xuli—he was truly enraged.
"Ruo'er." Emperor Xu Li called again, this time in a very low and soft voice. Yet, Ming Ruo, anxious and frantic, felt a sudden chill. She shivered, her face paling, her large purple eyes staring blankly at Emperor Xu Li, whose face was so close to hers, for a long time. The cool, alluring fragrance of white datura flowers wafted into her nostrils, and she finally realized what she was doing. Heavens, she was questioning the most noble man in the world!
"Father, please forgive me. I did not mean to offend you. Please forgive me!" Mingruo put her little hands on Emperor Xuli's strong chest and tried to get up, but Emperor Xuli held her tightly.
"...Father?" Although he treated her well and doted on her, he was, after all, the emperor of the Great An Dynasty. How dare she, a mere concubine's daughter, speak to him so arrogantly? She was only acknowledged by her father, only spoiled by him, and she had already become arrogant and forgotten her place?! Even if they were father and daughter, their relationship was still that of monarch and subject!
"It's alright." Emperor Xu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, gently stroked her small cheek, and pointed with his long finger at the package he had tossed onto the table.
"Open it and see if you like it."
Mingruo pursed her lips first, then cautiously reached for the bundle. Her petite body stiffened in Xu Lidi's arms, not daring to move. Her small hands untied the knot, and her large, watery purple eyes widened instantly: "This is—"
"This silver fox cloak was specially prepared for my precious Ruo'er. Do you like it?" A faint smile curved his thin lips. Emperor Xu Li had expected to receive a delighted smile from his beloved, but to his surprise, Ming Ruo simply nodded and then asked, "But Father, where is Yun Lang? Why hasn't he come home?"
An inexplicable anger quickly filled his chest, and a strong urge to destroy Duanmu Yun and then possess the girl in his arms made Xu Lidi's eyes blaze with demonic energy. The surrounding flowers and plants seemed to sense the burgeoning savage aura and froze in place.

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