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Chapitre 36: Who's his father in law

Note: three speak marks -'''- indicates a different language being spoken than the one everyone is using i.e Jeontu's official language, Gughwa.

After the unsettling encounter with Xiao Fubai, Han Aeng returned to her chambers, shrouded in a heavy silence.

Reaching the gates of the courtyard, her carefree smile reemerged, illuminating her face. "You've finally graced me with your presence!"

As if she were a young girl again, she hurried toward him, her vibrant robes swirled around her.

Prime Minister Han stood serene, but as his eyes fell upon his daughter, a warmth spread across his face, softening his features with an affectionate gaze he reserved for her.

He took deliberate steps toward her, arms open wide, ready to embrace her.

Their hug enveloped them in a sense of familial love – a feeling of safety and belonging that words could not fully express. All the worries and troubles of the world vanished at that moment.

"I can't believe you're here!"Han Aeng's voice caught, a surprised gasp escaping her lips before a joyous laughter bubbled forth, as if a hidden spring of happiness had been released.

"Where else would I be when my heart is here?" Prime Minister Han replied, his voice a tender whisper, his hand gently stroking her back.

Han Aeng playfully nudged her father, a grin dancing on her lips. "And you wonder where I get my sweet talk from."

As they pulled away, Prime Minister Han looked at his daughter with pride, love and gratitude.

For the first time since the topic of her marriage, he felt a profound contentment, knowing that his daughter would grow old amidst such beauty and grace.

Above all, he was simply relieved to see her safe.

Standing beside Prime Minister Han, Chancellor Yi couldn't help but interrupt their moment with a teasing remark, "Seems Young Han is still attached to her father even after marriage."

Han Aeng clung to her father's arm, turning her attention to Chancellor Yi with a guileless smile and a mock exasperated sigh, "Why, it's been a while. How have you been, Chancellor Yi?"

"Better now that you acknowledge my presence." The corners of his eyes crinkled, the sound of his hearty laughter joining the chorus of happiness.

Meanwhile, Long Dahai, who had been waiting for them inside, stepped out upon noticing the delay. "Prime Minister Han, it's a pleasure to see you again."

The exchange of formalities filled the air with a sense of tradition and respect.

Prime Minister Han gracefully bowed with equal respect. "The pleasure is all mine, Your Highness." 

"We met the last time I visited as an envoy. Little did I know then that we would meet again under such circumstances." Prime Minister Han's smile held a touch of mystery, hinting at the twists of fate that brought them together once more. "I am honoured."

"You can thank me for finding you such a match; I was the matchmaker, after all." Chancellor Yi playfully patted Prime Minister Han's shoulder.

Long Dahai studied Han Aeng's features and how she glowed in her father's presence before turning to his father-in-law with a polite smile. "Prime Minister Han is accomplished; it's Benwang who is honoured through this marriage."

He admired the man, which reminded him of his own maternal uncle. Both were men of war, but Prime Minister Han carried a gentle air around him, perhaps softened by his love for his daughter. It was a beautiful reminder that love could touch even the most valiant of hearts.

"If I may suggest, Your Highness, you could address Prime Minister Han without his formal title," Chancellor Yi's confident smile hinted at his innocent motive. Both father and son-in-law stood on ceremony so they wouldn't test the limits without someone helping them.

Long Dahai's eyes met Prime Minister Han. "Apologies, it is only fitting to address you as my father-in-law." His words were respectful and composed, effectively hiding the faint red tint that took over his ears.

A subtle tenseness ran through Han Aeng's fingers as they intertwined with her father's arm, her smile stretching a tad too wide, a veil of bright cheer concealing the delicate threads of jealousy that tightened within her.

She wanted to monopolize this precious moment with her father, to bask in his love and undivided attention. So she spoke in their native language, Gughwa kicking Chancellor Yi and Long Dahai out of their circle.

Leaning closer to her father, she created an intimate space between them. "'Who is his father-in-law? You're only allowed to be mine."'

Prime Minister Han chuckled, a twinkle of amusement dancing in his eyes. "'Ah, my dear, don't say with such menacing words in such a sweet voice."'

Han Aeng giggled, her laughter carrying a melody of joy and love. "'Aren't you doing the same thing, Abeoji?"'

He joined in the playful banter with a hearty chuckle, his eyes crinkling at the corners in a familiar way that mirrored his daughter's laughter. "'I suppose I can't blame you for learning from the best."'

Chancellor Yi may not understand their conversation, but he could feel their love and camaraderie that transcends language barriers. The love and trust forged over the years were evident, and it was a heartwarming sight to witness.

His lips formed a soft, sage-like smile, a silent reflection of wisdom and experience. Yet, a flicker in his eyes hinted at a hidden sorrow, a depth that his smile couldn't fully mask.

"Perhaps, continuing our conversation indoors over a meal would be more comfortable." Long Dahai's invitation came with an underlying intention, layers that formed a protective cocoon around Han Aeng.

Prime Minister Han nodded appreciatively, and the four headed to their living quarters.

As her father and Chancellor Yi engaged in a brief discussion, Han Aeng found a moment alone with Long Dahai.

She held onto his sleeve, tugging against it hard enough for him to turn around.

Casting a quick glance at her father, she tiptoed to whisper, "Please don't tell my father about the wedding night incident. I don't want him to worry."

"It would be cruel to keep it from him," Long Dahai replied in a hushed tone.

"It would be crueler to inform him of the dangers I would face if I remained here," she countered, her eyes filled with stubbornness. "He believes Shangwei is safe for me. I don't want to shatter that illusion."

Long Dahai's eyes, met hers, holding a promise of safety and understanding that words could never convey. He conceded with a deep sigh. "Very well, Benwang understand."

Just before they entered, Chancellor Yi halted their steps with a warm smile. "Your Highness, the flowers are in full bloom, and it's a beautiful day."

Long Dahai glanced between his father-in-law and his wife, a thought quickly forming in his mind. "Would you care to join me in enjoying the flowers, Chancellor Yi?"

Han Aeng's eyes lit up, and Chancellor Yi chuckled. "Do try to hide your enthusiasm at our departure."

With a light laugh, Han Aeng took a step back from Long Dahai. "Enjoy your stroll."

"Luo Li will be outside." Long Dahai whispered to her before excusing himself. "We'll be back soon."

Han Aeng watched them depart, a playful smile lingered on her lips as she exchanged a knowing glance with Chancellor Yi.

Birds of a feather really do flock together.

She linked her arm with Prime Minister Han's and led him inside, settling down beside him.

"Ruyi, could you-" Before she could finish, Ruyi placed two delicate porcelain cups filled with fragrant herbal tea. Its soothing aroma enveloped the room, providing a warm and comforting embrace. "Thank you."

Ruyi bowed humbly, but Han Aeng caught a glimpse of pride flickering in her eyes.

'"Your new servant?"' Now that they were alone, they switched to their native tongue again.

'"Mm, my mother-in-law has great taste in her court ladies,"' she replied, observing Ruyi as she waited next to Luo Li at a respectful distance. '"Always one step ahead in anticipating and fulfilling my requests before I even realize them."'

After such a prolonged period of not speaking openly, free from the burden of stress or impending separation, the conversation felt incredibly liberating for the two of them.

Han Aeng paused momentarily and then turned her gaze towards her father, her eyes flashing with complex emotions.

She sipped her tea; the herbal infusion's warmth did little to soothe the turmoil in her heart. She couldn't shake off the lingering unease.

'"I heard nanny collapsed on the wedding day. Is she alright?'"

'"She's much better now. It seemed her exhaustion caught with hers momentarily. According to the doctor, she should be able to join you soon.'" He reached out, placing his hand on her shoulder, providing a comforting touch. "'Aeng, it wasn't your fault. Nanny Na insisted on attending the wedding because she loves you and didn't want to worry or disrupt your special day."'

'"I know, but still...'" Han Aeng's voice trailed off, her mind filled with thoughts of what might have happened if Nanny Na had rested before joining the wedding celebrations: if she had been with them during the procession to the bridal chamber.

If she had been here, she would have recognised me. Is it right for me to be worried about that instead of her?

The more she thought, the more complicated her expression grew.

'"I should have noticed something was wrong,"' Han Aeng sank into herself. "'Had I noticed Nanny Na's exhaustion earlier, I could have done something to help her.'"

Han Aeng's hand reached her ear, her fingers brushing against her earring. "'She must have been stressed after the little stunt we pulled."'

'"It was a safety precaution, one executed perfectly.'" He assured. '"Besides, you enjoyed that unconventional escape from the sedan to travel incognito."'

'"It's not every day you get to sneak out a sedan through a hole in the ground."' Han Aeng took a sip of her tea, trying to contain her laughter. '"Any updates on the investigation."'

'"Oh, you know how these things go, my dear,"' Prime Minister Han responded, his gaze momentarily distant as if lost in thought. "'The investigation is being conducted discreetly, so it'll take time."'

'"I know it'll take time for the news to reach old man Jang."' Han Aeng ran her fingers over the brim of the teacup. "'Truthfully, I'm more curious about where he hired such high-grade assassins."'

He had used those assassins thrice; where was he finding the funds for this?

'"You needn't concern yourself with that,"' Prime Minister Han's voice carried a resolute edge, the intensity in his words mirrored by his tightly clenched fists.

'"Your father will go to any lengths to shield you from malevolent intentions."' He paused, his eyes bore into hers, unwavering and fierce. '"Even if it means staining my hands red.'"

Han Aeng helplessly smiled, an expression that laid bare her yearning to place absolute trust in his assurances. Yet, within that fleeting moment, the weight of her comprehension about the grim reality loomed large, resonating within her as familiar teaching: "No one knows you better than the spouse who shares your bed and the friend who shares your bread."

Abeoji, if you knew the truth would you truly not hesitate to stain your hands?


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Chapitre 37: Capital Outing scheme

"Then I won't return to spoil the reunion. Your Highness, please take care."

Long Dahai watched Chancellor Yi's retreating figure for a moment before turning his attention to the familiar determined steps approaching.

Initially, he considered pretending not to notice, continuing his leisurely walk, in hopes of avoiding an immediate interaction.

Yet, Gu Yunzhi had other plans.

In a nearly frantic sprint, he positioned himself in front of Long Dahai, raising his hands in a gesture of stop.

Long Dahai briefly closed his eyes, basking in the sun's rays as if mentally preparing himself for the encounter ahead. With a composed expression, he met Gu Yunzhi's determined gaze.

The two engaged in a silent duel, their eyes locked in a subtle contest of wills. Ultimately, it was Gu Yunzhi's unwavering voice that broke the silence. "I need to meet her!"

Sighing softly, Long Dahai shook his head. "She still recovering after collapsing."

Gu Yunzhi's frustration was evident as he crossed his arms and knitted his brows. He shot an intent gaze at Long Dahai, his voice carrying unwavering determination. 'Even more reason for me to see her,' he asserted, the firmness in his tone mirroring the resoluteness in his stance.

A hint of amusement flashed in Long Dahai's eyes. "Why?"

"Like I've been telling you, I'll be her brother-in-law," Gu Yunzhi's voice carried exasperation, his brows slightly furrowing as if he'd repeated this argument numerous times.

"As I've been telling you, there's no shortage of brother-in-laws." Long Dahai's tone turned teasing.

Gu Yunzhi's eyes twitched, momentarily taken aback.

"But I'll be a friendly brother-in-law. You know, the one who'll sweep in with gifts," Gu Yunzhi's eyes sparkled with mischief as he gestured theatrically, cupping his hands as if holding an imaginary gift box.

Long Dahai's gaze remained steady as he weighed Yunzhi's words. "She has Sixth Brother for that."

A sly grin tugged at the corners of Gu Yunzhi's lips, and with swagger, he sidled up to Long Dahai. He bumped his shoulder against his with an affectionate nudge. "Come on, the Sixth Prince will be drowning in royal responsibilities. She needs a friendly face to talk to, without all the pressure."

"She has me."

Gu Yunzhi's lips curved into an expressive grin, his brows furrowing playfully. "You?"

One of Long Dahai's eyebrows quirked up, clearly skeptical and slightly offended. "Who else."

"Please, you've been living in your study since your wedding!" Gu Yunzhi released an exaggerated sigh, capturing the essence of his exasperation.

Familiar with Long Dahai's somewhat reserved nature, Gu Yunzhi was confident that this man hadn't spent any extra time with Han Aeng outside of what was necessary.

It's only expected that Han Aeng, who is new to the palace and likely adapting to her role and responsibilities, might feel isolated with a husband who appears to be unresponsive. Being his best friend, Gu Yunzhi felt responsible for helping her adapt to Dahai's personality.

Yet here he was being unreasonable and refusing to let him visit.

He waved his hand in the air as if dismissing an invisible cloud. "And, let's be honest, you've got this aura that practically screams 'I'm about as exciting as a brick wall.'"

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not!"

"Absolutely do!"

"Then let this brick wall contemplate your funding."

At the threat, Gu Yunzhi stepped back, his shoulders dropping. "Fine, fine. You win this round. I'll drop the idea of going to the capital." He sighed dramatically. "But let me visit her instead."

"Really? You're giving up that quickly?" Long Dahai's eyes narrowed as he sized up Yunzhi.

"Without a doubt?" Gu Yunzhi scoffed, his fist lightly tapping his chest. "I've been hounding you about this for three days straight. I'm practically as worn out as you are."

Long Dahai couldn't suppress a soft chuckle, his hand gently resting on Gu Yunzhi's shoulder.

His thoughts turned to Han Aeng's fragile state at the time of her collapse, and he couldn't help but wonder if she would appreciate someone else to talk to during her recovery.

Perhaps it would be good for her to have a friend by her side, especially when dealing with the unfamiliar palace life.

"Alright, I'll arrange it. But not today. She's meeting with Prime... uh, father-in-law."

A mischievous glint danced in Gu Yunzhi's eyes as he grinned like a child eagerly awaiting a long-awaited treat. "First thing in the morning then. I'll be there."

Long Dahai couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Persistent."

Gu Yunzhi shrugged nonchalantly. "Someone's got to be. Otherwise, poor sister-in-law will be yawning her way through these palace walls."

Early the next day, a gentle knock echoed through the chamber. The door as it opened to reveal Gu Yunzhi, standing there with a bright smile that seemed to light up the room.

He stepped inside with a brisk, confident stride.

"Surprising to see him here so early in the morning," Long Dahai mumbled, his tall form rose from his seat to greet their guest. Han Aeng followed his lead, a smile gracing her lips.

"Good morning!" His cheerful greeting resonated with an air of warmth and familiarity.

Long Dahai's hand made a subtle gesture toward Gu Yunzhi. "Han Aeng, this is who I mentioned yesterday, my childhood friend, Gu Yunzhi." His eyes met Han Aeng's with a hint of reassurance. "And Yunzhi, this is my wife, Han Aeng."

Gu Yunzhi's easy smile reached his eyes. He had always been a straightforward person, and his appearance was refreshingly different from the formalities of the palace. In his own words, he was giving off that 'friendly older brother' aura, an image that fit him perfectly.

"It's a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance, Sister-in-law," Gu Yunzhi said, his voice warm and sincere.

"Li Wangfei."

Gu Yunzhi's expression twisted in confusion, a silent question forming in his eyes.

'Do we have the need for such formalities?'

Reading his expression, Long Dahai explained. "Let's not put her in an awkward position."

He pushed his elbow onto Long Dahai, his voice a loud whisper. "You're the only awkward thing here."

Han Aeng's laughter slipped passed her pursed lips gaining both men's attention. She cleared her throat maintaining an air of politeness. "A friend of your Highness is a friend of chenqie. Please don't stand on ceremony."

"See sister-in-law is much more considerate towards me than you."

The three settled down for breakfast, their conversation flowing easily. The clinking of utensils and the fragrance of food filled the air as they engaged in light banter, sharing stories and laughter.

Long Dahai had anticipated the meeting to be polite and courteous. However, it seemed that Aeng and Gu Yunzhi had found common ground, sharing a similar light-heartedness in their personalities.

She found herself intrigued by his expressive storytelling gestures and witty remarks. Meanwhile, Gu Yunzhi appreciated her reactions, his eyes lighting up at her animated laughter, making the room feel lighter.

The two seemed like old friends catching up, their rapport growing effortlessly. In the end, Long Dahai had unintentionally become a spectator, observing their lively exchange.

Following a hearty meal and laughter-filled conversation, Gu Yunzhi leaned back in his chair with a contented sigh. "You know, Sister Aeng, there's something you must absolutely experience while you're in the capital."

Han Aeng raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his words. "Oh? And what might that be?"

"Sightseeing. The capital is truly breathtaking, and there are hidden corners that hold stories waiting to be discovered." Gu Yunzhi declared, his eyes sparkling as he punctuated the statement with an animated tap on the table, his enthusiasm palpable. "For instance, there's a charming teahouse by the river, nestled among weeping willows. The aroma of jasmine tea fills the air as you watch boats drift lazily down the water. It's a place where time slows down, and you can truly savor the beauty of the moment."

Long Dahai's gaze shifted toward Gu Yunzhi, a firmness settling in his eyes like a subtle warning, cautioning against a certain line of conversation.

As an expert at avoiding the hint, Gu Yunzhi kept his attention fixed on Han Aeng. "Wouldn't it be a shame if Sister-in-law missed out on such wondrous sights?"

If you won't let me take her out, I'll force you by making sister-in-law want to see the city.

Han Aeng's eyes lit up, leaning slightly forward she glanced between Gu Yunzhi and Long Dahai. "I'd love to visit."

Gu Yunzhi's grin widened into a triumphant smile, a reflection of his successful persuasion. "It's settled then. I'll be your guide to the most enchanting spots."

Little did he know that even without his persuasion Han Aeng was dying to get out of the palace.

Being an adventurous person, the mere thought of exploring uncharted territories stirred something in her that had been dormant for far too long. As of late, her days had been colored by the hues of recovery, a period of quiet recuperation.

But now, a door was ajar, and the allure of exploration beckoned her. Gu Yunzhi's alluring proposition seemed almost tailor-made for this moment, too irresistible to forgo.

Excitement surged within her, barely contained and eager to burst forth. Her eyes, overflowing with enthusiasm, met Long Dahai's, silently seeking his approval.

Caught between her anticipatory gaze and Gu Yunzhi's constant death glares. A subtle nod conveyed his consent, accompanied by a gentle softening of his features. "As long as our expedition doesn't turn into an extreme test of endurance."

Capitalizing on the moment, Gu Yunzhi rose from his seat. "Perfect, let's get going!"

"Now?" Han Aeng's voice betrayed her astonishment.

"Any objections?"

She shook her head in rapid succession, already moving to prepare herself for the outing.

Long Dahai's smile shifted, his eyes taking on an accusatory tone. "You had this all planned out, didn't you?"

"One must strike the iron while it's hot, my friend."


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