Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 810 Brief Intention of Warmth (2)

Chapter 810: Chapter 810 Brief Intention of Warmth (2)

Yan Junyu had somehow drawn closer, his eyes intently fixed on Mo Yan as he spoke to Xiao Ruiyuan. With his visage suffused by alcohol, he looked even more enticing and compelling, making the radiant lights of the hall seem dull in comparison. The sight caused the faces of the palace maids standing in the hall to blush and even the Little Eunuchs couldn’t help but stare wide-eyed.

Clearly, Yan Junyu had drunk too much, or else he wouldn’t have lost his composure so in his speech. His mind was clear; he knew there were things that shouldn’t be said, yet he couldn’t stop himself from speaking his mind right in front of Xiao Ruiyuan.

"Shut up!"

Xiao Ruiyuan’s face darkened in an instant, and with a stealthy force, he pushed Yan Junyu back to his seat. Had the occasion been different, he would have thrown him into the icy pool outside the hall to sober him up.

Fearless of death, Yan Junyu drew close again, his speech becoming increasingly outrageous, "Had I known this Yan girl would be such a sight today, I should have kept her by my side two years ago to serve as an Ink Maid. Alas, it’s too late, everything is too late."

Xiao Ruiyuan’s temples throbbed violently. Not wanting to argue with a drunkard, he delivered a chop to the back of Yan Junyu’s neck.

Caught off guard, Yan Junyu was struck squarely. His head turned, his eyes closed, and he slumped onto Xiao Ruiyuan’s shoulder.

Xiao Ruiyuan pushed him away with disdain, but he ultimately didn’t toss him to the ground, instead letting the Little Eunuchs support the man.

Yan Junyu had a well-proportioned figure; he didn’t look heavy, yet he was not light. The Little Eunuchs, standing behind him, struggled to hold him up. Before long, their bodies began to sway with the effort. Unfortunately, as the banquet had not yet ended, there was no way to help settle him elsewhere to rest for a while.

By the end of the Zi Hour, the four-hour banquet finally concluded. Everyone mustered their spirits and followed Emperor Huian in a grand procession to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Just at the beginning of Zi Hour, the New Year’s bells tolled distantly. Mo Yan, alongside civil and military officials, knelt before the Hall of Supreme Harmony, welcoming Emperor Huian dressed in his brand-new dragon robes, as he entered the hall to conduct the solemn and respectful ancestral worship ceremony.

During the incense burning and praying to the ancestors, Emperor Huian personally cast a scroll of auspicious blessings into the fire basin, praying for the nation’s peace and prosperity and the everlasting stability of its lands...

By the time Mo Yan stepped out of the palace gate, it was the end of Zi Hour. She had left late; most of the carriages at the palace gate had already vanished, with only a sparse few remaining, waiting for their owners to arrive.

Da HongZao was the first to spot Mo Yan, issuing an excited whinny, which, despite its efforts to control the volume, rang out clearly in the silent gateway.

Lizhong, who had been dozing off in the driver’s seat against the door, was startled awake. Seeing Mo Yan approaching from afar, he quickly descended from the carriage and went to greet her.

Smelling the alcohol on Mo Yan and seeing her expression no longer as lucid as usual, Lizhong asked with concern, "Yan girl, are you feeling dizzy or unwell?"

Mo Yan wasn’t truly drunk, more so slightly affected by the alcohol, and mostly fatigued. She shook her head, declining Lizhong’s offer of support, and walked steadily towards the carriage, planning to sleep all the way back. She had endured most of the night and could no longer hold up.

Lizhong said no more. Seeing Mo Yan take a thin quilt from the carriage’s hidden compartment and spread it out before lying down and covering herself with a blanket, he was about to close the door when a tall figure appeared in front of the carriage.

Xiao Ruiyuan watched the person inside the carriage, her breathing gradually becoming shallow, and his usually stern face softened. In the surprised eyes of Lizhong, he moved adeptly onto the carriage, causing no jostle and without disturbing the dozing Mo Yan.

Ignoring Lizhong, who seemed about to speak but hesitated, Xiao Ruiyuan relaxed against the carriage wall and slowly closed his eyes. With numerous duties before the New Year and still busy until late the night before, he hadn’t had a proper rest for more than ten days.

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