On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Ye Zhiyu was about to say that she didn't have a husband when the hairpin was held by one hand. Their fingers touched and her heart trembled, knowing that the shopkeeper was talking about Feng Wuming.

"I'll come." Feng Wuming whispered.

"I can do it myself." The words "Your Majesty" were swallowed in her throat, and now outside, the words "Your Majesty" directly exposed Feng Wuming's identity.

The shopkeeper saw the tenderness and sweetness on the man's face and the girl was still shy, so he spoke up.

"Girl, it's normal for a husband to put a hairpin on his wife. Don't be shy. I sell hairpins and I will meet several couples a day."

Ye Zhiyu slowly loosened his hand and smiled coquettishly at the store owner.

Feng Wuming put the hairpin on her head and took a silver hairpin with two small bells on it. When she moved slightly, it made a crisp ringing sound, like the sound of a wind chime, which was very nice.

The store owner let out an ouch and started to praise him: "Sir, you have really good taste. This is the treasure of my store."

"Your wife is wearing it, she looks pretty and smart, she has to take it off..."

Feng Wuming felt very comfortable when he heard that the store owner said "Your wife is on the left and your wife is on the right."

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Zhiyu.

She seemed to like this beaded hairpin very much. She used her hand to play the small bell inside the tassel. When the bell stopped ringing, she played it again, with the corners of her mouth curled up, amusing herself and having a great time.

The shopkeeper saw that he couldn't help but laugh along with the girl. He must have fallen in love with the girl, with a smile on his face.

"Sir, your wife really likes the pearl hairpin you chose for her. Why don't you give it to your wife?"

"A hairpin matches a beautiful woman, and a husband loves his wife."

The store owner talks about your wife, which makes Ye Zhiyu's ears feel hot.

She saw that the man had not moved and wanted to pay for herself. As soon as she put her hand on the money bag at her waist, the man's well-joined fingers stretched out and gently held her hand down.

"what happened?"

She raised her eyes to look at him and saw his free hand raised to fiddle with the ringing hairpin and flicked the bell.

She covered her head and stared at him.

Feng Wuming saw that her eyes were wide open, smart and pretty, with a smile in her eyes. He couldn't help but fiddle with it twice more, and then he gave up when he saw that she grabbed his hand with some annoyance.

"I'm here, what do you want me to pay?"

"Keep the money."

As he spoke, he threw the money bag around his waist directly to the stall owner and pointed at several other beaded hairpins hanging on the shelf of his stall, looking domineering.

"I want these too."

He said, moving around from behind and touching the hairpin on her head.

The clear and crisp bell rang, and Ye Zhiyu looked at him helplessly: "Are you childish?"

Why are you making so much noise in the east and attacking the west!

She was still shocked that he bought her things domineeringly, which would never have happened before.

The stall owner looked at Feng Wuming like a piece of gold, and he knew that he had met a rich young man today.

I bought several hairpins from him at once, and the stall owner was very happy.

"Girl, you don't understand. A man will be childish in front of you. That's because he loves you."

"Men are all about saving face. They have to pretend to be calm and cool in front of people who are not particularly close to them. Only in front of the closest people do they act childishly like a child."

"Sir, this belongs to your wife." The stall owner handed the wrapped hairpin to Feng Wuming with both hands.

Feng Wuming took the things, glanced at Ye Zhiyu, and replied to the stall owner: "Yes."

The stall owner looked at the two of them with a smile: "You two gentlemen, please go slowly and come back next time."

"Girl, your husband is the best husband I have ever seen. Cherish it. I believe what the old man said. I have seen all kinds of men..."

Ye Zhiyu just wanted to cover her ears. She glanced at Feng Wuming secretly. Unexpectedly, he was also looking at her, and the two happened to bump into each other.She stuttered immediately and touched her face in embarrassment.

"Your Majesty, the stall owner has misunderstood our relationship. Don't take what he said to heart."

The smile on Feng Wuming's lips slowly solidified and cooled down. He looked at her deeply, feeling a little annoyed.

"Wang Xiao'e, what's going on with you?"

"Do you really not understand my feelings for you or are you pretending not to understand?"

He pressed forward step by step, and Ye Zhiyu kept retreating.

"Do you really not know what I want? Do you have to deliberately anger me like this again and again?"

Seeing that she was about to hit someone, Feng Wuming grabbed her wrist and pulled the person over, angry and helpless.

"Aren't we both already..."

Ye Zhiyu was so distraught that she didn't dare to look at him at all, her eyes were darting wildly. She opened her eyes wide in shock and was ecstatic.

Ye Wentai.

She was very nervous, afraid that Feng Wuming would say everything, and she didn't know how to answer, so she could only avoid it.

Ye Zhiyu used some spiritual power and easily broke away from his hand. She raised her hand and pointed: "Your Majesty, Ye Yushi."

"I said I would meet Yushi Ye when I had free time. By coincidence, we met on the street today."

Ye Zhiyu headed in the direction of Ye Wentai without looking back.

Feng Wuming's face was stern, looking at her panicked back, his eyes were extremely dark, there was a faint red at the end of his eyes, and his heart was irritable and restless.

What is she running from?
He was angry in his heart, but he still raised his legs and followed.

Ye Zhiyu's eyes were dim, and he was still a little dazed standing next to Ye Wentai, but Ye Wentai noticed her and called her in surprise.

"Master."

Ye Zhiyu glanced at Feng Wuming from the corner of her eye and saw him following him. Her heart was lifted and then relaxed. She didn't know whether she was happy or scared for a moment.

She put these complicated emotions behind her: "Ye Yushi, I haven't seen you for a long time. There is a tea shop ahead, let's catch up on old times?"

When old friends met, Wang Tianshi was also kind to him. Ye Wentai agreed, but smiled bitterly.

"Wang Tianshi, I'm no longer an official of the imperial court, so don't call me Ye Yushi again. It's so shameful."

Demoting him to a commoner and then calling him Ye Yushi is really adding salt to the wound.

"Then I'll call you Uncle Ye."

Ye Wentai nodded, and when he saw Feng Wuming, he was shocked. Knowing that the regent was now the emperor, he was about to kneel down and salute.

"Private visit incognito, no need to bow down."

Ye Wentai's knees were already half-bent. Hearing this, he saluted him with his half-bent knees: "The common people bow to your majesty."

Feng Wuming nodded slightly with an indifferent expression.

Ye Zhiyu took Ye Wentai to the tea shop ahead. During these days of exile, Ye Wentai had gone through a lot of vicissitudes, and his fatigue was visible to the naked eye.

The two chatted for a while, and from their words, Ye Zhiyu knew that exile had a big impact on him.

Sighing in my heart, I was concerned about his future arrangements.

"Uncle Ye, now that you have returned to the capital, what are your plans next? Do you want to do some small business or something else?"

Ye Wentai put down the tea cup, shook his head and sighed.

"Forget it about doing business. I'm already at this age, so I won't worry about it anymore. I'll leave these things to my children to consider. I just want to find a quiet yard to spend my remaining years." (End of Chapter)