Her undershirt was baggy, and because of their previous actions, it had slipped halfway down, revealing her fair and alluring shoulders.
And the dudou1肚兜 (dùdōu) – a traditional Chinese article of clothing that covers the front of the torso, originally worn as an undershirt with medicinal properties.
How it looks like (ft. cute mini Wu Lei 🤭) : 
was also faintly peeking out.
Reluctantly parting their lips, Yu Yuan pinched Yan Mu’s chin, admiring the girl’s charm, which was like a peach blossom after rain.
“This time, I won’t let you leave again,” Yu Yuan whispered.
“I won’t leave, I won’t leave,” Yan Mu hurriedly nodded, her attitude earnest, as if swearing a pledge, “Last time, I had no choice……”
“Wait.” Yan Mu suddenly realized something was wrong. “Did you know……?”
“About prolonging your lifespan through kissing?” Yu Yuan sneered. “I’ve always known.”
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Seeing that he was about to lose control again, Yan Mu quickly changed the subject.
“What’s that?” She glanced at the tray on the table.
From her angle, more than half of the tray was blocked by the bed curtain, so she could only get a rough idea of what was on it.
Speaking of this, Yu Yuan’s movements suddenly paused.
He lifted his head and looked at Yan Mu earnestly, saying, “It’s a wedding dress.”
It was a wedding dress that had been prepared four years ago.
It was also a wedding dress that was altered every year.
Every year, he would pray for Yan Mu to come back.
But every year, Ah Mu didn’t come back.
Everyone had lost their memories of Yan Mu. Only he couldn’t bear to let go of those memories and lived in solitude.
He believed that one day, his Ah Mu would come back.
And now, his wait hadn’t gone to waste.
Yu Yuan tightly clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.
He was terrified that this was just a dream.
Just like countless nights before, he would wake up, and Ah Mu would disappear.
He raised his head and looked straight at Yan Mu.
Yan Mu couldn’t speak.
“What would you have done if I never came back?” Yan Mu took a moment before finally asking.
Yu Yuan’s eyes flickered slightly, about to answer, but Yan Mu interrupted him.
“Never mind, don’t answer.”
Yan Mu remembered the dream she’d just had, and that deep anxiety still lingered in her heart.
Back then, was Yu Yuan also filled with the same emotions as he helplessly watched her fall from the city tower?
She snuggled in his arms, her nose red.
Perhaps this was what mutual love was like.
Tears dripped down on the delicate embroidery. Yu Yuan’s body stiffened slightly, and he awkwardly patted Yan Mu’s back.
Soft and small.
Ah Mu, who cried a lot but was also very strong.
His heart, which had been empty for four years, was finally filled.
Yu Yuan lowered his head and kissed Yan Mu’s hair.
At that moment, his heart finally felt a sense of reality.
Yu Yuan reached out and helped Yan Mu remove the last piece of her underdress.
Yan Mu’s face turned crimson, and she slowly closed her eyes.
Yu Yuan froze.
“Why are you closing your eyes? How can you put on the wedding dress like that?” Yu Yuan’s tone sounded somewhat puzzled.
“……Put on the wedding dress?”
Yan Mu was stunned, disbelief written all over her face, and her cheeks instantly turned red.
Since she was only wearing a dudou and underpants, Yu Yuan could clearly see the blush spreading on the girl’s body.
“What’s wrong?” Yu Yuan frowned.
Then, he seemed to understand what was going on, and his own ears faintly flushed.
“If you don’t put on the wedding dress, how would you know if the clothes fit or not?” Yu Yuan turned his face away awkwardly.
“Get out!” Yan Mu grabbed a pillow and threw it at Yu Yuan.
The grand Prime Minister, the fierce and ruthless Yu Yuan, who could quiet a crying baby at night, was being kicked out of the room by a pillow thrown by his fiancée.
And not only was the Prime Minister not angry, he was still smiling. This whole situation was so terrifying and strange that even the guards stationed outside lowered their heads, afraid to look directly at him.
Yu Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly enjoying the moon, but in fact, his ears were still listening to the movements inside the room.
Sure enough, not long after, a frustrated coquettish voice came from inside the room.
—— “Come back, I don’t know how to put it on.”
The curve of Yu Yuan’s mouth grew bigger, and even his eyes filled with a smile.
With light footsteps, he returned to the room as instructed.
The exquisite wedding dress was casually draped over the young girl’s body, revealing much of her smooth back.
Her beautiful shoulder blades resembled butterfly wings, and as his gaze continued downward, her two adorable back dimples could be seen.
Yu Yuan crouched down and reached out his hand, somewhat captivated.
His fingertips traced along her skin, causing shivers to run through her.
The young girl’s voice came out completely off-tune, “Wuu…… hurry up and help me put on the clothes!”
Yan Mu bit her lip and shyly looked at him.
“Alright.” Yu Yuan couldn’t help but kiss her again.
He was afraid that Yan Mu would catch a cold, so he only gave her a light kiss before pulling away.
He helped Yan Mu put on the wedding dress as he carefully examined her, like a precious treasure.
Yan Mu felt embarrassed being looked at like that.
Acting spoiled, she kicked Yu Yuan’s leg with her foot and said, “Where are my shoes?”
She was barefoot, and her petite feet were radiantly white.
Yu Yuan crouched down and held onto her snow-white foot.
Then he picked up the delicately embroidered shoes from the tray and protectively put them on for Yan Mu.
“Oh, they fit perfectly.” Yan Mu stood up and hopped around joyfully.
Whether it was the wedding dress or the embroidered shoes, everything fit just right.
Yu Yuan’s black eyes softened.
“Since the measurements are just right, let’s get married tomorrow,” Yu Yuan said.
“Tomorrow?!” Yan Mu was shocked. “Isn’t that too soon?”
“I’m afraid you’ll disappear again,” Yu Yuan said, looking at Yan Mu.
His expression looked somewhat dejected.
Yan Mu rarely saw Yu Yuan’s emotions so openly displayed since he’d grown up.
“Actually, I don’t really mind…” Yan Mu sighed and said. “But before we get married, there’s something I must go and confirm.”
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The next day——
The sun was shining brightly, with not a cloud in the sky. It was a beautiful day.
Yu Yuan and Yan Mu walked along the road like an ordinary couple.
Of course, it would’ve been even better if they could ignore the palace attendants who were frantically bowing respectfully around them.
Yu Yuan had long been accustomed to such situations, but Yan Mu felt a bit uncomfortable.
“What have you done over the years?” Yan Mu reached out and pinched Yu Yuan’s waist.
Instantly, she heard the gasps of the palace attendants.
Yu Yuan’s waist was slender and firm, all muscle when pinched. His firm and powerful waist was tied with a black embroidered golden belt, giving off an inexplicable, beautiful sense of abstinence.
Yan Mu couldn’t resist and continued to touch and feel it.
As expected, the audible gasps from the palace attendants became even louder.
Yu Yuan’s expression remained calm, seemingly unaffected by Yan Mu’s teasing.
However, his words revealed his true thoughts.
“If you continue, we’ll get married right now,” he said through gritted teeth.
At his words, Yan Mu pouted, and she immediately became well-behaved.
She fiddled with her fingers somewhat unhappily.
In the next moment, Yu Yuan firmly grasped her hand in his palm.
She looked up, and Yu Yuan still had that reserved look on his face.
“Such fake propriety,” Yan Mu muttered softly.
Yu Yuan glanced at her helplessly, pretending not to hear.
Edited by: Gaze
Thank you for the translation ❤️❤️❤️ beautiful and smoth as always!
Thank you for reading as always, Eva san ❤️❤️❤️