Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!

Chapter 247: Liu Miaoying (Conclusion)

Liu Miaoying was silent for a moment, pointing to the bed behind her, trying to hint at Mu Huai. After all, regarding such matters, it wasn’t appropriate for a young lady to be too proactive; it was better to let him take the initiative.

The night was as clear as water, and the candlelight flickered.

Mu Huai’s heart pounded like a drum, but he was afraid he might have misunderstood her meaning. More importantly, he didn’t dare to act recklessly.

For someone he held dear since he was young, he never dared to have any presumptuous thoughts, only stealing glances from afar. Even now that they were married, he didn’t dare to hope for more.

He walked to the side of the bed where Liu Miaoying was, his palms sweaty from nervousness.

Under Liu Miaoying’s gaze, Mu Huai extended his hand but suddenly changed its direction, bending down to sweep off the items on the bed and redressing it properly.

Liu Miaoying: "..." Is he an idiot?

After tidying up the bed, Mu Huai turned around to look at Liu Miaoying, "It’s all set; we can rest early."

Facing the young master’s gaze, Liu Miaoying could clearly sense the anticipation in his eyes, as if he was seeking praise.

Liu Miaoying almost laughed out loud, unable to make out if he truly didn’t understand or was pretending not to.

At least he was diligent in tidying up the bed.

She sighed softly in her heart, thinking it didn’t hurt to be proactive at this stage.

She reached out and tugged at the belt around his waist...

Mu Huai’s ears immediately turned burning hot, and he quickly grabbed her mischievous hand. It wasn’t that he truly didn’t know anything; he just didn’t dare to have any disrespectful thoughts.

Liu Miaoying slowly lifted her gaze to look at him, her usually cool eyes now as gentle as water, "Do you know how?"

The man’s voice was a bit husky, "...I do."

...

After getting married, Mu Huai gradually took charge of the household matters and managed the Liu Mansion in an orderly manner, showing immense care for Liu Miaoying.

When Liu Miaoying wasn’t home, he would handle household affairs, and as soon as the hour approached, he would go outside to wait for his wife to return.

Be it a heavy snowfall or the scorching sun, he did this every day. Sometimes when Liu Miaoying returned late and saw him still waiting, she would tell him to wait inside the mansion from now on to avoid getting battered by the elements, but Mu Huai continued his routine.

To him, his wife was the best person in the world, and having the best person as his wife, he naturally cherished her even more.

During the day, he busied himself with court affairs and sometimes joked with colleagues and friends. Returning to the mansion, his husband would be there waiting, smiling and engaging in everyday conversation. At night, the candlelight flickered, and in winter, there was someone to keep them warm.

——

During the Lantern Festival, having just left the palace, Liu Miaoying hurriedly headed to the marketplace.

Mu Huai had mentioned wanting to go last night, and she agreed, so she couldn’t go back on her word.

Su Juan quietly followed behind Liu Miaoying, touching her chin, "Married people really are different. She clearly said she didn’t like sweets before, but just as she left, I saw her secretly taking two pieces!"

Cai Yi laughed, "Your Highness, are you perhaps envious of Young Master Mu?"

Su Juan waved her hands repeatedly, as if to say, Am I really?

She quickened her pace to catch up with Liu Miaoying, and Cai Yi, holding an umbrella, also hurriedly caught up, "Your Highness, slow down, be careful not to catch a cold in the snow."

Watching the young girl rushing ahead, Cai Yi remained silent for a while.

Clearly, she hadn’t started a family yet, but it seemed like she had a daughter who needed attention all the time, yet one couldn’t speak harshly to her.

By this time, Liu Miaoying had already hurried to the meeting spot with Mu Huai and saw him waiting there from a distance. In the bitter cold, he just stood there, not even thinking of getting into the carriage to escape the snow.

"Have you been waiting long?"

Mu Huai smiled, "No, I just got here."

As he spoke, he handed a rabbit lantern to Liu Miaoying.

But Liu Miaoying could clearly see the snow on his cloak. He had obviously waited for a long time, and there was an inexplicable sweetness in her heart.

The two walked around for a while, then ran into Liu Xuan and Xie Xun.

Xie Xun, with an amused expression, hooked his arm around Liu Xuan’s shoulder, looking at the two of them, "I wondered why you were in a hurry to leave earlier, turns out you were rushing to a rendezvous with the young master!"

Liu Xuan glanced at him, signaling him to watch his mouth.

Liu Miaoying was about to say something when her hand was suddenly grabbed. She cast her eyes down to see her usually reserved young husband tightly holding her hand, as if he had seen some kind of beast, his whole body on alert.

Following Mu Huai’s gaze, she realized it was Liu Xuan, who hadn’t spoken a word.

Liu Miaoying almost wanted to laugh, and she addressed the two, "Ah Juan has been following us for a while, she’s just behind."

Upon hearing this, Xie Xun immediately dragged Liu Xuan off to find her.

Only then did Mu Huai slightly loosen his grip on Liu Miaoying’s hand.

Liu Miaoying smiled without saying a word, and only when they were seated in the carriage heading back home did she speak,

"I used to like Liu Xuan..."

Mu Huai felt his heart leap to his throat, a bitter taste filling his mouth.

He actually knew it all along.

"But that was in the past, an admiration in my youth. Thinking back now, it can’t actually be considered romantic love."

As Liu Miaoying spoke, she placed the desserts she had sneaked out from the palace that day into Mu Huai’s hands, "Go ahead, eat."

Mu Huai clutched that packet of desserts tightly for a while before opening it, yet couldn’t help but think about what she had just said.

She didn’t feel romantic love for Liu Xuan, but then who did she have romantic feelings for...

After a long while, he couldn’t resist asking, "You don’t like him anymore now?"

Liu Miaoying looked at him, clearly eager to ask, and felt amused, "Eat the dessert first."

Mu Huai finally opened his tightly pressed lips, savoring the delicious dessert, though his mind was elsewhere, pondering what had just been said...

Eventually, he couldn’t help himself, wanting to ask more, but was stunned by Liu Miaoying’s next action.

Liu Miaoying slightly bent forward and leaned over, taking a bite of the dessert he held in his hand, her lips brushing against his fingertips for a moment, but she seemed unperturbed. She chewed the dessert slowly, and after swallowing, she looked at him.

"The dessert you feed me is indeed more delicious than others."

She spoke as she smiled.

Mu Huai’s face flushed all at once, his ears burning red, feeling that the hand holding the dessert was incredibly hot.

Such bold words... Liu Miaoying had never spoken so before.

Seeing Mu Huai’s reaction, Liu Miaoying leaned back, her usually indifferent eyes now filled with amusement, "It’s just feeding you a piece of dessert..."

Originally, she intended to say some sweet words from storybooks.

But at that moment, she suddenly felt that teasing her young husband like this was quite amusing.

...

Life was going so well that Liu Miaoying occasionally felt a bit dazed, thinking that it all came too easily and seemed unrealistic.

She had thought what she wanted would require enduring many hardships and setbacks, but there were none; everything went smoothly.

If Su Juan weren’t the Crown Princess, if she hadn’t entered the court that day, if Song Qianfan had succeeded in his rebellion and ascended the throne... what would it be like now?

Liu Miaoying couldn’t figure it out.

Until many years later, the very day after laughing and joking about cherishing the present with her friends, bad news came from the palace.

Liu Miaoying fell ill, in a drowsy state, sleeping for two days, dreaming a long dream.

In the dream, the palace walls were too high, a life she couldn’t traverse, and when she woke up, the man’s face before her, filled with anxiety, made her instantly lucid.

So it was, all of this... wasn’t easy to come by.

That’s why Ah Juan advised her to cherish everything.

Liu Miaoying slowly grasped Mu Huai’s hand, the warmth of his palm pulling her back to reality, "It’s alright now."

No regrets in this life.