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The grievances that had accumulated over the past few days seemed to burst forth all at once at this moment. Xiao Yao curled up by the door of the carriage, hugging her legs and began to sob.
At this point, He Yu was completely flustered. "Don't cry, please don't cry, okay? It's my fault; I shouldn't have spoken harshly to you. I'm sorry, okay?"
Xiao Yao shook her head, curling up even tighter, her sobs still unceasing. He Yu didn't know what to do; he leaned forward slightly, tentatively trying to pull Xiao Yao into his embrace. He had expected her to resist, but to his surprise, she remained still. So, He Yu simply wrapped his arms around her and lowered his voice to comfort her. "I'm sorry, okay? It was my mistake. It’s not a big deal; I was just teasing you. Soon you will be my princess; how could I blame you for something so trivial? Right? Please stop crying."
He Yu continued to speak soothingly, but all he received in response was louder crying. Helpless, he could only hold Xiao Yao and gently pat her back, letting her cry as much as she needed.
People are like this; once they open the floodgates, the release of pent-up emotions is never quick or easy—it won’t stop until it’s all out.
The more Xiao Yao cried, the more she felt wronged. How could she have been transported from a modern civilized society to this strange place? Moreover, her lifelong decisions were being made by someone else. Thinking about spending decades in a deep courtyard made her feel utterly hopeless about her life after crossing over. She wanted to escape, but the other party was a prince while she was just a commoner.
If she really ran away without a care, what would happen to her family in this body? They were innocent; she couldn't let them suffer because of her actions. Her parents had worked hard for most of their lives and were finally seeing her elder brother become stable and gradually take control of the family business. Her Elder Brother was about to take up an official position at Hanlin Academy as an Editor, which was appointed by the emperor himself—his future prospects were undoubtedly bright.
She truly couldn't do it; she couldn't abandon her family in this world just for her own escape.
In life, one always has to sacrifice something to achieve something else. But when Xiao Yao thought about dedicating her entire future to this situation, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with sadness and cried even louder.
Outside the carriage, the servants naturally heard the commotion inside. Zhao Hezhong exchanged glances with a few others and cautiously called out, "Your Highness?"
"...It's nothing; continue on your way." After a while, He Yu's voice came from within the carriage.
Hearing this from their master eased Zhao Hezhong's mind, so he stopped asking questions and shot back some curious looks from others. "What are you looking at? Get back to work!"
After crying for quite some time and exhausting herself emotionally, Xiao Yao finally calmed down.
She sat up from He Yu's embrace and said, "I'm sorry for getting your clothes dirty." Her voice was still shaky with sobs and heavy with nasal congestion.
"Have you cried enough?" He Yu joked. "The clothes are nothing; as long as you're feeling better, then my clothes have served their purpose."
Seeing that He Yu wasn't angry with her and even made a joke about it made Xiao Yao smile through her tears. However, she still said softly, "I'm sorry."
"There's no need to apologize," He Yu's voice softened. "We're about to become a couple, so what does this matter? Besides, I should be the one apologizing; I spoke too harshly." With that, He Yu reached out to wipe away Xiao Yao's unshed tears.
Xiao Yao smiled awkwardly. "No... it's just that I'm too sensitive. I didn't expect that I..."
"Alright, let's put this matter behind us, shall we?" He Yu said with a smile.
"Okay." Xiao Yao nodded in agreement.
The two exchanged smiles, and it seemed that a different kind of emotion was gradually rising between them.
In the evening, they arrived at a relatively bustling town. Zhao Hezhong had someone find the best inn in town for them to stay.
At the entrance of the inn, He Yu got off the carriage first and then reached out to help Xiao Yao down, saying, "Be careful, don't fall."
This left Yun Yue and Yun Bi, who were supposed to assist, exchanging glances in confusion. However, soon after He Yu said this, Xiao Yao leaned out of the carriage, and He Yu naturally bent down to lift her off the carriage.
These two...
Even Xiao Moxian, who had just gotten down from the carriage, was stunned by this scene. Their relationship had really progressed so quickly?
They just embraced like that? Xiao Moxian shook his head; he felt like the world was changing too fast for him to keep up.
After getting off the carriage, He Yu said, "In a few days, it will be Ghost Festival. This town is also releasing lotus lanterns these days; do you want to go see them later?"
Ghost Festival? Xiao Yao was taken aback but quickly realized it was already July.
Isn't the ancient heat supposed to be less intense?
"Then has the First Ten Days of Summer Heat already passed?" Xiao Yao blinked at He Yu.
Everyone was momentarily stunned by Xiao Yao's seemingly nonsensical question until Xiao Mo Yi burst out laughing first. "Oh my dear sister, the First Ten Days of Summer Heat has almost passed; we're about to enter Mid-Summer!"
He Yu also chuckled lightly, feeling that his wife's silly expression was simply adorable, and he pinched her cheek, saying, "The First Ten Days of Summer Heat aren't hot, so you didn't feel it. Once we get into Mid-Summer, it will be hot, and then you'll have to endure it."
"Ah? By then, we should still be on the road, right?" Xiao Yao calculated.
"Yeah, about that," He Yu thought for a moment. "We should reach the Beijing Suburbs around the time we enter Dog Days, if we walk fast and nothing unexpected happens along the way."
"Unexpected?" Xiao Yao looked at He Yu in confusion.
He Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the glint in them was something Xiao Yao couldn't quite understand. Sensing his daughter-in-law's gaze, He Yu turned his head, his expression softening. He patted Xiao Yao's cheek and said, "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will protect you. With me around, there's nothing to fear."
Xiao Yao felt awkward; she thought to herself that she wasn't afraid at all.
However, looking at He Yu's gentle and reassuring eyes, she couldn't bring herself to voice her sarcastic thoughts and could only nod involuntarily. "Okay, I believe you."
"That's all I need to hear." He Yu nodded in satisfaction. "Alright, let's hurry up and get ready. Tonight, I'll take you to see the river lanterns."
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