The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 149: Yearning for You to be My Wife

Chapter 149: Yearning for You to be My Wife

Emperor Mu had long been poisoned.

The poison was hidden within the pastries sent by Yang every day, but its toxicity was so mild that it couldn’t be detected by the eunuchs who tasted them.

This slow-acting poison was quite intriguing, only causing the poisoned individual to become irritable and suspicious, without endangering their life.

Zhou Min understood that it was already quite difficult to reach this stage in their plan.

If they were too impatient, it might lead to a disaster.

She gritted her teeth and could only temporarily endure the humiliation she had suffered from Chu Nanli, saying, "Then we shall wait, chaos will soon befall the Mu Nation."

Xuan Lianzi nodded approvingly, "Junior sister, it’s good that you can think this way."

To achieve great things, one must have patience.

Mansion of Prince Yu.

When Nanli woke up, she felt a warm sensation enveloping her body.

As she opened her eyes, she discovered that she was covered with thick silk blankets, and there were several incense burners in the room, emitting a faint fragrance.

A maid noticed her awakening and hurriedly went to report.

Ye Siheng had been guarding by her bedside, but as soon as he left, Nanli woke up.

He rushed back and saw the court physician examining her pulse, waiting silently.

After the physician finished his work, he said, "Prince, the Sixth Miss is unharmed, everything is fine."

Ye Siheng breathed a sigh of relief and dismissed the physician.

He sat down by the bed and saw that Nanli’s complexion was rosy, indicating that there was nothing wrong, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Nanli pursed her lips, her face showing an indescribable expression.

She lowered her head, playing with her fingers, and murmured, "I... I don’t feel anything..."

"That’s good," Ye Siheng said, "Get ready to freshen up. I’ve instructed the kitchen to prepare your favorite dishes, and then I’ll escort you back to your residence."

When Nanli saw him about to get up, she hurriedly grabbed his sleeve.

But when the words reached her lips, she didn’t know how to speak.

Ye Siheng noticed that something was amiss with her and turned to her, coaxing softly, "A’li, what’s wrong with you?"

"Last night... Last night, I..."

"I already know what happened last night, but Yang Zhenyu’s life was spared. If you don’t want him to live, I can take his life," Ye Siheng would never let her suffer any grievances.

But that wasn’t what Nanli wanted to ask.

She glanced at Ye Siheng quickly, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Finally, she took a deep breath, as if accepting her fate, and said, "We had an intimate encounter last night, so when do you plan to marry me?"

Ye Siheng was stunned.

Seeing that he didn’t speak, Nanli raised her head.

She felt even more uneasy and said, "Could it be that you don’t intend to honor your promise?"

Ye Siheng couldn’t help but chuckle, "No wonder you had that expression earlier when you said you didn’t feel anything. It’s because we haven’t done anything, that’s why you didn’t feel anything."

Nanli was dumbfounded.

She only remembered that after using the invisibility talisman in the harem, she felt weak and powerless, and was already in a daze.

Later, she fell into Ye Siheng’s embrace, followed by a kiss in the carriage, and then her memories became completely blurred.

She knew how potent that medicine was, and now that she was fine, she assumed that Ye Siheng had detoxified her.

But she never expected that they had done everything?!

She felt even more embarrassed than before, burying her head in the blanket and muttered, "Then... then how am I fine?"

"After soaking in cold water for two hours, you were fine," Ye Siheng touched her hand, "Fortunately, you didn’t have a fever."

Nanli felt even more embarrassed.

She didn’t have a fever, but now her face was completely lost.

She maintained that posture for a while, prompting Ye Siheng to say, "Well, don’t you want to suffocate yourself?"

"Suffocate or not, it’s better than losing face," Nanli retorted.

Ye Siheng rarely saw her in such a state, and he laughed even more heartily.

Nevertheless, he reassured her, "There’s no shame in this. In the eyes of those in the

know, I brought you back to the Anyang Marquis Mansion, and it was already assumed that we had done everything."

Immediately, he called out to Qing Feng.

Qing Feng entered, waiting behind the screen.

"Order someone to pick an auspicious day. We are going to celebrate a joyous occasion in the Mansion," Ye Siheng instructed.

Qing Feng was particularly delighted and hurriedly replied, "Yes!" He couldn’t wait to leave and find someone. Only then did Nanli raise her head, somewhat astonished and anxious.

"Are we in such a hurry? If that’s the case, we don’t need to consider others’ opinions when it comes to our marriage."

"It’s me," Ye Siheng’s gaze was intense, his expression serious.

"I am eager to marry you, to make you my wife." N

o matter how others saw it or what they said, he paid no attention.

Nanli blinked and said, "Alright."

Ye Siheng’s breath hitched, and he stared at her for a while.

Although his handsome face showed no expression, he pulled Nanli into his embrace, and his rapidly beating heart betrayed him.

He thought to himself, if there were past lives, and if he had encountered Nanli in those past lives, he would have undoubtedly developed deep feelings for her.

Although the palace maids knew how Nanli had detoxified herself, they already regarded her as the mistress.

After all, they had been transferred from elsewhere specifically to serve Nanli.

They had long understood Nanli’s preferences: clean and simple attire, and the same for her hair, without any unnecessary adornments.

However, since it was the first day of the lunar new year, the hairpin in her bun had been replaced with a golden one, adding a touch of festivity.

The servants had already set the table with food.

Ye Siheng’s heart warmed because in previous years, he had always dined alone on the first day of the new year.

Seeing him lost in thought, Nanli picked up a piece of poached chicken and said, "Why are you still dawdling? Aren’t you hungry?"

"I am," Ye Siheng replied, and he immediately started serving her various dishes, filling up her small plate in front of her.

Nanli felt somewhat helpless but ate slowly nonetheless.

Ye Siheng spoke about his recent activities, one sentence after another.

Nanli was also surprised to find that when Ye Siheng became determined, he was truly fearsome.

No imperial edict had arrived, so it seemed that Emperor Muwu was not planning to make an issue out of this.

Nanli pondered for a moment and asked, "You mentioned earlier that this ’Love Thread Fragrance’ is extremely rare, with only a trace remaining in the palace.

Does that mean it’s related to the Emperor? Could it be that he personally selected the person?"

Ye Siheng’s expression remained calm, and it was difficult to discern his emotions.

"You’re right." For a moment, Nanli didn’t know how to feel.

But soon, she felt relieved.

When she helped Emperor Muwu, she had already received her reward, and there was no need to dwell on personal feelings.

Seeing that she remained unaffected, Ye Siheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought you would be unhappy."

"There’s nothing to be unhappy about. Even the Emperor, revered as he may be, can change," Nanli said calmly.

"It’s just that now, you and the Emperor have truly torn apart." The once brotherly relationship was no longer there.

Ye Siheng replied, "Even ordinary siblings from ordinary families can fight to the death. Not to mention the royal family?"

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