Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 361 Princess Chang's Rebellion 22

In front of the government building, guards stopped three ragged figures.

"Halt!" the guard shouted, brandishing his sword. "This is the residence of the governor; unauthorized personnel are not permitted to enter!"

The man in the lead was in his early forties, with a haggard face but still exuding a refined and scholarly air.

He shielded the woman, who appeared to be in her early twenties, behind him and said in a trembling voice, "Please inform... Song Linchuan requests an audience with His Excellency."

The guard frowned: "The ruler does not receive guests."

"She will definitely see me!" Song Linchuan suddenly exclaimed excitedly. "I am her... I am her husband!"

Upon hearing this, the guards exchanged bewildered glances.

Just as the stalemate was at hand, a lazy voice came from inside the mansion gate: "What's all the noise so early in the morning?"

Ashina Yun wore a snow-white fox fur coat, her silver hair loosely tied behind her head, and her azure eyes lazily swept over the three people outside the door.

His gaze lingered on Song Linchuan's face for a moment, then he suddenly smiled: "Oh, isn't this the former consort of the Princess's residence?"

Song Linchuan's face turned pale: "You..."

"Me?" Ashina Yun casually stroked his slightly protruding belly, where a soft pillow rested. He had been teasing Ji Xiaosong like this lately. "I am the ruler's lawfully wedded husband."

Song Linchuan was struck dumb.

The woman behind him suddenly rushed out, pointing at Ashina Yun and screaming, "You're talking nonsense! My mother is my father's legal wife!"

Ashina Yun narrowed his eyes: "Your mother?"

"Song Yao! Step back!"

Song Linchuan hurriedly pulled his daughter back and turned to Ashina Yun, "Young master, please announce that... that Song Linchuan has something important to ask of you."

Ashina Yun stroked his chin lightly, then suddenly turned around: "Wait here."

As soon as Ashina Yun stepped into the inner courtyard, the nonchalant expression on his face instantly crumbled.

He rushed through the corridor, his silver hair billowing behind him with each hurried step, making him look like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Governing..." He pushed open the study door, his voice drawn out and sounding aggrieved, "Guess who's here?"

Ji Xiaosong was reviewing memorials and didn't even look up: "I heard a noise."

Ashina Yun immediately sidled up to her and, without a word, rested her head on her shoulder: "Your blind husband has come knocking on our door with his daughter!"

He deliberately nuzzled the side of her neck with the tip of his nose, saying, "He even claimed to be your husband!"

Ji Xiaosong's pen tip was slanted by his brush, and the vermilion ink smeared across the memorial.

She put down her pen helplessly: "So?"

"So?" Ashina Yun's bright blue eyes widened, looking like a fox whose tail had been stepped on. "He's been raising his mistress for several years now, and he still has the nerve to come looking for you?"

He suddenly grabbed Ji Xiaosong's hand and pressed it to his chest, "Feel it, my chest hurts from anger!"

Ji Xiaosong was amused by him and pinched his cheek: "Then what do you suggest we do?"

Ashina Yun's eyes darted around, and he suddenly knelt up, cupping her face in his hands: "Your Excellency, I have an idea."

He leaned close to her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, "Let me go and deal with them, I guarantee I'll get revenge for you."

"Oh?" Ji Xiaosong raised an eyebrow. "What do you intend to do?"

“First,” he gently traced her brow bone with his fingertips, “I’m going out wearing that silk gauze dress you gave me, to make that blind man furious.”

“Then,” he continued, his fingertips brushing against her lips, “I’m going to tell them that you’re now being served so well by me that you can’t live without me.”

Finally, he pressed himself against her and whispered in her ear, "Most importantly, I want them to know..."

He suddenly took her earlobe into his mouth and gently bit it, saying, "You're mine now."

Ji Xiaosong's heart stirred slightly at his series of actions, and she reached out to hold the back of his neck: "Little fox, are you using this as an excuse to make trouble?"

Ashina Yun blinked, looking completely innocent: "I'm just feeling sorry for the ruling party."

As she spoke, she snuggled into her arms again, "You have no idea, the way that girl looked at me just now, it was like she wanted to devour me whole."

Ji Xiaosong ruffled his silver hair: "Song Yao is just a child."

"Having children in your twenties?" Ashina Yun scoffed. "When I was in my twenties..."

"How are they all?"

His ears suddenly turned red, and he buried his face in the crook of her neck: "I've been thinking about how to get into your bed."

Ji Xiaosong chuckled softly, pinching his chin to make him look up: "Now you've got what you wanted, haven't you?"

Ashina Yun seized the opportunity to steal a kiss on her lips: "That's why I need to keep an even closer eye on you."

His azure eyes were moist. "What if you soften your heart for that little girl's sake?"

"Does this leader seem like a soft-hearted person?"

“No.” He shook his head honestly, but then immediately added, “But you are always exceptionally lenient with children.”

He placed his hand on her pregnant belly, saying, "Just like you would on our little one."

Ji Xiaosong's eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly said, "Go change your clothes."

"Ok?"

"Don't you want to wear a silk gauze dress?" She looked at him meaningfully. "I grant your permission."

Ashina Yun's eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped up and ran towards the inner room, turning back as he ran: "Ruler, wait for me! I have another surprise for you!"

A moment later, when he reappeared in the study, Ji Xiaosong couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

The legendary silk gauze robe shimmered like pearls in the sunlight, making his silver hair appear as white as snow and his blue eyes as blue as the sea.

What's worse, the dress has a wide neckline, revealing a large expanse of her fair chest.

"How was it?" He spun around triumphantly.

Ji Xiaosong's gaze lingered on his collarbone: "Is this the surprise you were talking about?"

"No, that's not it." Ashina Yun smiled mysteriously and suddenly took out an exquisite sachet from his sleeve. "This is a calming incense that I made myself. Take it with you when you see them, and I guarantee you'll be in a good mood."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to tie it around her waist, and took the opportunity to steal another kiss on her lips: "I've inquired, and Song Linchuan hates the smell of ambergris the most."

Ji Xiaosong finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You..."

Ashina Yun seized the opportunity to hug her, resting his chin on the top of her head and gently rubbing it: "Your Majesty, I've been so good, shouldn't I get a reward?"

"what do you want?"

"Tonight..." he whispered something in her ear, which made Ji Xiaosong slap him.

"Not serious."

“Why should I be serious in front of you?” Ashina Yun said matter-of-factly. “If I were serious, you would still be sleeping alone right now.”

He suddenly became serious and cupped her face in his hands: "Ruling, I know you don't care about those people. But I do."

He pressed his forehead against hers, saying, "I don't want anyone, not even a shadow of the past, to make you even slightly unhappy."

As Ji Xiaosong looked into those earnest blue eyes, she suddenly felt a slight warmth spread through her heart.

This little fox had somehow become an indispensable part of her life.

"Go ahead," she gently patted his cheek, "but don't overdo it."

Ashina Yun immediately beamed and gave an exaggerated bow: "Yes, Your Majesty!"