Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved
Chapter 83 Promise

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 Promise

Fu Dong curled his lips dismissively, "So, you’re just going back with these few men? Whether you can even survive is questionable—do you expect our Commandery Princess to wait in vain?"

Zheng Nianru smiled, but she knew that the man had succeeded. He had not only successfully claimed his position but also strengthened the troops of Nanmen State.

"Alright, I’ll wait for you," Zheng Nianru said with a slight smile, remembering that Nanmen State had a female general who, since the battle at the border, had been chasing the enemy all the way to the front lines. Zheng Nianru couldn’t recall exactly what the outcome had been, but it no longer concerned her.

The youth stared blankly at the face before him, more delicate than any flower. Suddenly sitting up, the white silk robe shimmered with the woman’s movements. Her face now even closer, he could almost effortlessly inhale the faint sweet fragrance, spreading from nose to chest, permeating his limbs, silently tempting him.

With a slight movement, the unflinching Zheng Nianru seemed to give him courage. Impulsively, he grabbed her jaw that was within reach, eager to capture the enchanting fragrance.

"Ouch—" Zheng Nianru winced in pain. The youth’s recklessness at that moment was far from his later skilled advances, which Zheng Nianru would eventually tame after kicking him a few times, making him less brash.

Yet, despite his inexperience, his emotions were fully felt. Slowly, Zheng Nianru savored these pure and clear feelings, and in an instant, became engaged and affected. She took the initiative, pulling Nanmen Yu’s head towards hers, deepening the kiss eagerly like a flower blooming fiercely after the rain, releasing her sweetness and beauty in an instant, greedily absorbing the essence of sweet water and sunshine.

Zheng Nianru’s hand slowly moved down, gradually setting the rhythm. It had been a long time since she’d...

Nanmen Yu suddenly came to his senses, took a deep breath, bowed his head, and tried hard to calm the surging desires within him. He reached out to grab the girl’s mischievously moving fingers, feeling their warmth pooled in his palm.

Taking another deep breath, Nanmen Yu slowly settled his heart back into his chest.

"I will never fail you," Nanmen Yu’s deep voice slowly reached her. Zheng Nianru slightly lifted her head, pausing for a moment. She couldn’t remember if Nanmen Yu had ever spoken such words in her past life.

Had it not been for the knowledge that Nanmen Yu would one day become the king of Nanmen State, even having lived an extra life, she wouldn’t have had a sudden conscientious revelation to think she had taken advantage of him.

Even now, Zheng Nianru felt that exploitation overrode any sense of guilt.

Looking at Nanmen Yu before her, the youth’s immature face seemed to mature quickly, his firm and clear eyes held a depth of affection she had never seen in another. Zheng Nianru smiled slightly; guilt? She, Zheng Nianru, had never been one to compromise herself over guilt.

"You don’t have to promise anything. Your journey back is fraught with danger; no promise is more important than survival. If one day, you must make a choice, I believe you have your reasons, and I will not live in the agony of waiting," Zheng Nianru spoke slowly as Fu Dong’s slightly raised head drooped again.

Nanny Yun, who had returned to the doorway, was taken aback and a bit anxious. Silly child, why would you give such an honest answer?

Tan Zong was momentarily surprised too. Zheng Nianru’s words were not loud, and he stood even further away than Nanny Yun, but Tan Zong’s ears were sharper than anyone else’s, and he began to feel a certain respect. What kind of woman could speak such forthright words, seeing through the dangers of power struggles in Nanmen State, and what’s more...

Tan Zong suddenly felt ashamed of his previous messy thoughts—he had assumed it was empathy between two unappreciated individuals. But gradually, he noticed that everything here was carefully arranged except for the dilapidated tower at the gate; some treasures were even comparable to those in the Imperial Palace.

Though Tan Zong did not know much about the affairs of Nanzheng State’s harem, he had vaguely heard about the "Princess of Nanmen State" and Prince Duan.

Without a word, Tan Zong realized that through adversity, along with sharing half the blood of Nanmen State, this woman had firmly grasped his master’s heart.

Without looking back, Nanmen Yu rushed out, fearing that if he lingered a moment longer, he would drown in this gentle sweetness, becoming a complacent and futureless man wallowing in his inferiority.

Tan Zong hadn’t recovered his senses yet, and immediately followed.

Nanny Yun silently walked into the room and glanced at Fu Dong and Nian Xia. The two maidens knew her thoughts; although this Nanmen Yu wasn’t the best choice, where else could they find those most suitable candidates?

"Commandery Princess, it’s late at night—" Nanny Yun cautiously spoke up and moved forward to make the bed.

Zheng Nianru’s expression was indifferent, devoid of any desire to look at the vanishing figure.

So, what should she pursue in this lifetime?

Yes, a peaceful life, no need for extravagance, just enough to support herself and her small hobbies, to be filial to Prince Duan. Nanmen Yu wasn’t quite suitable, Zheng Congyuan even less so, Ju Nanyi...

...

The arrival of Mage Ling Yi was like a stone cast into the stagnant waters of the harem, causing ripples and waves adorned with strange and assorted flotsam and algae.

From the moment Mage Ling Yi set foot in the palace, he became the beginning and the end of all conversations, with countless ladies from the harem wearing out the doorstep of Xiongji Hall, seeking talismans, peace charms, sin-eliminating talismans, and karmic talismans.

Rarely, this year the Empress seemed to come to terms with these matters. The spiritual charms issued by Mage Ling Yi couldn’t greatly affect the efficacy of the prayers, and every year at this time, if another mage performed the blessing, The Emperor’s condition would stabilize a bit. Year after year, the reputation of Mage Ling Yi’s talismans grew more and more miraculous.

"Cousin, just over here—" Zheng Haoyuan quietly pulled Zheng Nianru, tiptoeing along the center of the eaves.

Cang Er followed behind, wishing he could walk in place of his master.

Zheng Nianru shielded her eyes from the sun with one hand and supported herself against the high eaves as she walked forward.

"Are you sure this is the clearest view?" Zheng Nianru asked doubtfully, recalling this place. She had been here before, more than once. Seated at the highest point of the ridge, she had watched many years of Mage Ling Yi’s blessing ceremonies. It had been a dull annual ritual for the bored Zheng Nianru, just to pass the tedious time.

"Sit here—" Zheng Haoyuan carefully wiped the ridge clean, then helped Zheng Nianru to sit down. From Zheng Nianru’s perspective, Mage Ling Yi was directly below her field of vision, same as before.

"Do you believe in him?" Zheng Nianru casually inquired, her gaze landing on the man in the center of the altar. Despite the distance, Mage Ling Yi’s cool and unearthly demeanor seemed palpable even from afar.

Zheng Nianru had little to do with Mage Ling Yi. Back then, a group of mages from Qiandao Temple had insisted on defending the bloodline of the Imperial Family. After she seized military power, they attempted to incite another rebellion, to enthrone a new sovereign, a prince still in swaddling clothes.

Oh, right, Zheng Nianru faintly remembered, that was a child born of an Empress named Chong Rong.

It’s just...

With this thought, Zheng Nianru couldn’t help but sneer. Considering The Emperor, her Imperial Uncle, who spent 360 days a year bedridden, what could he have possibly sired.

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