The Male Consort is Getting Married

Today at the Xiang Mansion, while not as lively as the wedding day, was still full of festive cheer. Firecrackers […]

“Your Highness, please endure a little longer.” The morning’s elaborate process of grooming and dressing had nearly exhausted Murong Qiufeng’s

The night was very quiet. Murong Qiufeng listened to the rustling sounds outside and sighed deeply. Since that day, it

“It’s dawn, and it’s time for me to leave. I hope our cooperation goes smoothly. I’ll await good news in

“Dear consort, what is it? Are you interested in playing some games with me?” Shangguan Ye’s lips curled into a

From the moment the wedding ceremony began, Murong Qiufeng’s mind had been almost blank. Shangguan Ye’s actions left him unable

The sound of firecrackers filled the air, and the joyous laughter and celebration outside were everywhere, with congratulatory voices heard

“Miss, Miss, Madam Huang is urging again. Please let us come in and help.” The red door was being knocked

“Speak, what exactly is the plan?” After finding an inn and settling Murong Qiuyun, Murong Qiufeng directly asked. He was

In the dark night, the black figure moved swiftly, blending into the shadows. Despite the figure’s agility, it was still

The tinkling sound of the zither was like a clear stream, continuously resonating through the air. Recently, the Prime Minister’s

The delicate white steam rose slowly, filling the entire room with warmth. Though it was only early autumn, the weather

The faint sound of the dice being crushed caused the four attendants to shiver, as if their bones were being

Murong Qiufeng didn’t understand why Shangguan Ye’s expression suddenly darkened, as if he were about to devour him. He furrowed

“Young master, you’re awake. Your clothes and toiletries are ready. I’ll assist you with dressing.” As Murong Qiufeng opened his

Hearing the slight sobbing in Murong Qiufeng’s voice, Shangguan Ye couldn’t stay angry. He sighed, channeling his internal energy to

“Your Highness.” The sudden appearance of Shangguan Ye startled the butler, who hurried over. Seeing the man in Shangguan Ye’s

“Not drink?” Shangguan Ye raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit petulant over the matter of the dancer. Hearing this, his

As the two were engaged in lively conversation, a voice suddenly interrupted from behind them. “Your Highness, Young Master Murong,

“Yun’er’s health is still weak; why did you make the special effort to come?” Shangguan Ye looked at Murong Qiuyun,