The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

"Thank you for the reminder, Palace Master Ye."

Wang Long smiled and cupped his hands in greeting. He knew that Ye Wushuang was doing it all for his own good; it was the concern of an elder for a younger person.

Ye Wushuang nodded, then looked away from him, her gaze returning to the embers of the campfire, as if she were thinking about something else.

Ye Niannu sat to the side, listening quietly to their conversation without interrupting.

The flickering embers were reflected in her peach blossom eyes, and a thoughtful smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

After a while, Ye Wushuang stood up, her skirt gently brushing against the bluestone steps.

"It's getting late, I should head back now. I have many matters to attend to tomorrow."

She nodded slightly to Ye Niannu, glanced at Wang Long, and then turned and walked towards the side hall.

Ye Niannu watched her figure disappear around the corner of the corridor before turning her gaze away.

She looked at Wang Long and smiled.

"My lord, let's go and rest too. You've had a long day."

"it is good."

Wang Long smiled and nodded, then immediately stood up.

Ye Niannu also stood up, shook off the grass clippings and ashes clinging to her skirt, and naturally took Wang Long's arm.

The next morning, sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the window and fell on the edge of the bed.

When Wang Long opened his eyes, he found Ye Niannu resting on his right shoulder, breathing heavily, with one hand on his chest and her fingertips slightly curled.

Wang Long didn't move, just lay there quietly, watching the morning light slowly move across the top of the tent.

We've been through far too many bloody battles.

Wang Long particularly enjoys this kind of peaceful and down-to-earth life, where he doesn't want to do anything and just lies there.

Steal the floating life for half a day.

After a while, Ye Niannu slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw Wang Long looking at the top of the tent with his head turned to the side. She didn't say anything, but just watched him quietly for a while, and then reached out and gently poked his cheek.

"My lord, you're awake so early?"

"You woke me up."

Wang Long looked down at her, a smile in his eyes.

Ye Niannu blinked, then naturally leaned over and pecked him on the lips before sitting up.

Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, shimmering with a soft, pale blue luster in the morning light.

"Then I'll go back to sleep for a while longer~"

As she spoke, she fell back onto the pillow, buried her face in his shoulder again, and her breathing quickly returned to a long, even rhythm.

The days at the Primordial Holy Palace were unusually peaceful.

Wang Long spends his days either brewing tea and basking in the sun in the courtyard, or being dragged around by Ye Niannu for walks, living a life that feels like stolen leisure.

Ye Wushuang recovered quickly from her injuries, and Xuanzhen Daoist was radiant with health every day, always smiling and walking with a brisk pace.

But after only three days, Wang Long felt a slight itch in his bones.

"Niannu, it's time for us to go back to Daqian~"

On the morning of the fourth day, Wang Long put down his teacup and looked at Ye Niannu, who was squatting in the corner of the courtyard, teasing a rabbit.

"You've been away for so long, your family must be worried."

Ye Niannu raised her head, still holding a blade of grass between her fingers, and smiled upon hearing this.

"Does my lord miss his wives?"

Wang Long did not deny it, but simply stood up with a smile and patted off non-existent dust from his robes.

"The First Madam is pregnant, Qing'er is clingy, and Minglan is always on the go. They probably think we're still searching for the Immortal Treasure and are worried sick."

Ye Niannu put down the grass, patted the dirt off her hands, and stood up.

"Then let's go. We've done everything we could, and we've taken everything from the Puppet Spirit Sect and the Heavenly Evolution Sect. The Primordial Holy Palace is very stable now, so it doesn't matter whether we're here or not."

The two left without hesitation, quickly packed a few changes of clothes, and went to say goodbye to Ye Wushuang and Xuanzhen Daoist.

Ye Wushuang stood on the stone steps in front of the side hall, her cool face appearing exceptionally gentle in the morning light.

"Be careful on the road, and don't be careless. Although the Puppet Spirit Sect and the Heavenly Evolution Sect have been destroyed, the Eastern Region may not be at peace."

Ye Niannu stepped forward and hugged her.

"Don't worry, Master, my husband is here."

Xuanzhen Daoist patted Wang Long on the shoulder with a smile.

"Holy Son, I won't keep you any longer. Just come back and visit often."

Wang Long smiled and clasped his hands in a salute.

"That's natural, the Primordial Holy Palace is also my home."

The two walked out of the mountain gate side by side, where Xiao Qiu had already transformed into a nine-day-old black bird and was waiting in the morning mist.

The golden figure soared into the sky, leaving the continuous mountain range of the Primordial Holy Palace far behind.

Springtime in Daqian is in full bloom.

The little chick circled over the capital city once, then slowly landed in an open space.

The familiar eaves, the familiar streets, and the familiar fragrance of flowers all seemed especially welcoming in the morning light.

Just as Wang Long jumped off the bird's back, he saw Qin Jiaojiao rush out of the palace gate, her face flushed red.

"Dad! You're finally back!"

She buried her face in Wang Long's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, her voice both muffled and sweet.

"I thought you didn't want me anymore!"

Wang Long squatted down, cupped her small face in his hands, and looked at her.

"You've lost weight, have you become a picky eater again?"

Qin Jiaojiao pouted.

"No, that's not true! My mother said that eating too much osmanthus cake would cause cavities, so she wouldn't let me eat more, and that's why I've become thin from hunger."

I heard a soft patter of footsteps behind me.

Luo Hanyi slowly walked out, supporting herself on the door frame. Her lower abdomen was more noticeable than when Wang Long left, but she remained calm and composed. The moment she saw Wang Long, the frost in her eyes melted into a pool of spring water.

Qin Minglan peeked out from behind her and looked Wang Long up and down.

"Old man, are you missing any parts?"

Wang Long smiled and spread his hands.

"Completely intact".

Murong Qing stood beside Luo Hanyi, her face full of joy, but she only whispered "Husband" before her ears turned red and she shrank back behind Luo Hanyi.

Ye Niannu stepped forward from behind Wang Long and greeted the women with a smile.

"I'm back. Did you miss me?"

Qin Minglan put his arm around her shoulder.

"I miss you! I miss you so much! There's no one to drink with when you're not around."

The family chatted and laughed as they entered the yard, where a hot breakfast was already prepared on the table.

The porridge was cooked by Luo Hanyi early in the morning, the side dishes were mixed by Murong Qing, and even Qin Jiaojiao helped set out the chopsticks.

Wang Long sat at the table, looking at the smiling faces around him, and the tension that had been building up inside him finally eased completely.

He picked up a piece of side dish with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and nodded.

"Hmm, it tastes good."

"Of course!"

Qin Minglan raised her chin triumphantly, looking smug.

"I made the sauce!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Halfway through the meal, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard gate.

Immediately afterwards, a eunuch stood at the door, bowing and panting as he reported.

"Your Highness! His Majesty requests your immediate presence at the palace, saying he has important matters to discuss!"

Wang Long put down his chopsticks, raising an eyebrow slightly. "What important matter?"

The eunuch raised his head, his face showing barely concealed anxiety.

"It seems... there's been a big commotion at the border, and His Majesty says only you can make the decision."

Wang Long and Luo Hanyi exchanged a glance.

Luo Hanyi nodded gently, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

"Niannu, you will come with me."

Wang Long stood up and wiped his hands.

Ye Niannu put down the bowl of porridge in her hand and casually picked up the outer robe draped over the back of the chair and put it on.

Let's go!