ZHAO JUREN'S LAST LOVE
CHAPTER 65. The Sad Story of Prince Nan Yuhuai
*Yangguang Hall*
Prince Nan Yuhuai had just walked into his room, he had become cold within a few moments to the wife who had been tailing him. Lady Yang Xiwu, the wife is a spoiled hard woman, she is the youngest daughter of prime minister Yang Liujun. This woman does not like to be ignored, even if she quarreled with her husband Yuhuai, she would report it to her father.
"You better rest now..." Yuhuai said a short speech, when he saw his wife following him to his room. This room is a special room belonging to Yuhuai where there is a reading room with a high bookshelf.
Yuhuai liked to study and she stayed in this room until morning. No one would bother him if he entered his private room, even Yang Xiwu would choose not to be there rather than him watching the husband sit until morning facing the table with a bunch of books on it.
"Sister Yuhuai, you better not study again tonight. Brother must have been tired after being at the King's Majesty's banquet. How about we just sleep." Yang Xiwu proposed, his face looked hopeful. Although she was only twenty years old, Yang Xiwu was always called a mistress because she was the wife of prince Nan Yuhuai.
"Xiwu, I don't want to sleep now. I have to check some of the palace's logistical documents."
"Sister, we haven't slept together in nearly two weeks, you should miss me." Whine Yang Xiwu.
Nan Yuhuai knew full well that if his wife whined like that then he had to obey her otherwise they would have a fight and his spoiled wife would have reported it to the father. But, now that Yuhuai was unwilling to think about the consequences of his refusal, he was very unappetizing to serve his spoiled wife.
"Xiwu, I really have to do my job tonight."
"It can be done tomorrow morning." Yang Xiwu. His face was getting more and more sour, he was not a person who liked to be rejected and what his desires should be realized otherwise he would go berserk and angry.
"Sorry Xiwu, this time I can't give in to you. The document must be submitted tomorrow to the finance minister. This is your father's order."
"My dad wouldn't tell you to work if he knew I didn't want him. I'm more important than those ugly sheets of paper!" yang Xiwu's voice started to harden and half-cried he looked annoyed and his true nature seemed to have just come out.
Nan Yuhuai paid no heed to Yang Xiwu's anger, he took off his coat and placed it on his small bed. The bed in his personal space is indeed on his request is not large enough for two people but of course not free because it is ideal for one person only. The bed was only worn by Nan Yuhuai if she was very sleepy after struggling to face her books, and was forced to sleep in her private study room.
Nan Yuhuai did not reply, he did not want to talk much anymore. He took a stack of documents from the corner of the table and took them to the center of the room where there was a reading table with lanterns lit on either side. The place was brighter than any other place in the room because it was indeed Yuhai's reading table.
"Sir Yuhuai! I'll report you to Dad! You'll know the taste." Threaten her with angry eyes. The beautiful woman still in the party robe looked like a pretty doll who was upset. He is a child. His spoiled and selfish nature was probably peerless in this Yangguang Hall, perhaps even up to Nan's palace. She is the beloved daughter of prime minister Yang Liujun, everyone knows that. His elder brother Yang Shi and Yang Gui were his protectors, those two ruthless young men were the shield for his younger brother. That's why maybe no one would dare to marry Yang Xiwu except for Nan Yuhuai. That's because it was arranged by the prime minister. Yang Xiwu married Nan Yuhuai, after the old Nan king died. No one dared to oppose the marriage even His Highness Nan Chen himself.
Feeling himself ignored, Yang Xiwu's mouth immediately uttered an oath of absorbency and a continuous threat. Before he left the room.
"Tomorrow I will assure you, my father will call you for your ominous deeds!" He shouted before the door of the room was slammed hard. The sound of his clasping on the eunuch and the servant waiting for him outside rang through the walls of Nan Yuhuai's room, the quiet second prince of Nanxing.
Nan Yuhuai breathed a sigh of relief as Yang Xiwu's noisier voice drifted away engulfed in the sound of night darkness, the atmosphere became silent. This was the silence he was waiting for, even he did not care if he had to face Prime Minister Yang Liujun, his harsh father-in-law tomorrow. Now that he was not as afraid as before, he dared to resist every swearing and hard sentence thrown by his father-in-law. His five years of marriage to Yang Xiwu, he was barely used to it all.
This loneliness made him unable to shake his memories of the past, he was probably an unwanted prince. The proof is that he was exiled for so long in Beiyu Mountain, when he was not even so able to speak. As a child she was not as handsome as her brother Chen Xuetian, she was also often sickly. If the air is too cold then the bones will be painful like frostbite. That was the reason her mother at that time the empress sent her to Mount Beiyu until she was a teenager on the grounds of giving therapy for her. But the impression that Yuhuan felt, he was the prince who was banished so as not to rival the brother, the favorite crown prince of Nanxing.
His jealousy for the brother whose abundance of luxury was inversely proportional to him who lived in simplicity with the monks. A lot of time spent just learning and crying. And it made him just keep the pain deep, even when the empress, her mother died he had no sense of anything.
"I always felt that I could remember everything that happened on the day I first entered Nan's palace, including the weather of the time, the scenery along the way, all the crowds I saw, all the people I saw, and everything they say. But I knew that this was not a real money thing, all I remembered was the story later told by Dayang Oh, the ever faithful lady by her mother's side. In the story there is a woman, she is my mother, they tell me that she is a beautiful woman like no other, still more beautiful than the famous Empress Yanzhie at that time, for this story I was in the slightest doubt, even though I had to be as strong as possible to gather my memories. It was one autumn day so many years ago, in Nanxing, it rained for ten days in a row, the plants rotted in the ground, unharvestable, he said, commoners looked forward to the winter days where they might be starving with grim faces. My beautiful mother was lying rigidly on a marble altar. Many wrinkles on her face, so I had trouble finding the rest of her beauty that Dayang Oh told me all the way from Mount Beiyu to entering the city of king Nan. Father did not cry but his face was grim and my handsome brother was like a rock. The only one who caught my arms in her cries was an early teenage girl in her pure white mistress, Nan Luoxia, who even I knew I had a beautiful little sister. Half my life was sucked by Beiyu Mountain. I know nothing of the outside world except to study and practice the sword as my mother had commanded me all along.
This is a very tragic story".
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