Chapter 112 - Public

The Internet users who were crying with grief instantly choked and nearly passed out. After a long silence, everyone exploded with ‘AHHHHHHH’.

【They just died in the show, and here they come to show off their love!】 

【Ahhhhh, that’s the empress’s hand ah, yesterday we just saw the ring ah, ahhhh!】

【Hello everyone, I just went downstairs and ran three laps. No good, I still can’t calm down, run five more laps!】 

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【This is public, right? Public, right? Right?】

【You will have seen everything if you live long enough. Is this a ‘reincarnated and came back to love you again’ plot? Mommy, am I still dreaming?】

This post was instantly forwarded over 50,000 times. Everyone was going insane. Two people who looked identical to the historical Emperor Jingyuan and Empress Duanhui held hands in modern life. In the past, everyone had only been guessing blindly and having fun while playing around. Unexpectedly, it became true.

The official Weibo for the show also joined the fun and forwarded the post with the caption: ‘Don’t cry, give you candy’. They even added a dog head emoji, and looked like they were asking for a spanking.

This pleasant surprise was too great. Everyone was still a little dazed, and slowly went to Song Xiao’s Weibo to ask for proof. Then, they saw that a photo had been uploaded to Song Xiao’s Weibo.

Dressed in a phoenix robe, Song Xiao was standing on the bridge. Behind him were the blooming peach blossoms under the bridge and green weeping willows. There was a reserved smile on his handsome face as he stretched his hand out to place it in the palm of another. That extended hand was wearing a platinum gold ring, and a black silk sleeve covered the hand grasping his.

All the online users fell silent at that moment, only leaving…

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【May the emperor and empress live a long and happy life together】

【May the emperor and empress live together until their hair grows white with age.】 

【May the emperor and empress grandly abuse the dogs.】

An online user posted the two pictures together, with Song Xiao in the front and Yu Tang behind. Their movements just happened to line up, and the user said, “This is the most enduring love confession I have ever seen.”

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By the time Song Xiao discovered what Dugu An had posted, it was already too late to prevent it. The company’s executive management even called him to ask whether this was a joke or serious.

Initially, Song Xiao wanted to go and quarrel with the emperor, but when he saw the people’s reactions online, he couldn’t get angry. This was His Majesty the emperor’s usual style. He had to let the whole world know that he was with Song Xiao, and would never sneak around.

Sometimes, people were just that strange. If you were cautious and afraid of other people’s disapproval, they would really be vehemently against it, but if you had a ‘This is me, choke to death if you don’t like it’ attitude, then people would conversely say nothing. In the end, it still came down to strength and boldness.

Seeing the friendly Internet users leave all sorts of blessings on Weibo, Song Xiao couldn’t help laughing. Because of the tragedy of their last life, everyone urgently wished for them to be together now. Could this be considered the merits accumulated in their last life being fulfilled in this life?

Yu Tang opened a bottle of red wine and passed a glass to Song Xiao. “Come, do the marital exchange of wine.”

Song Xiao took the glass and swirled the wine as he ignored the emperor and took a sip by himself. “We still aren’t married, what marital exchange of wine.”

Yu Tang furrowed his brow and walked over. He had a mouthful of wine and grabbed Song Xiao, fiercely kissing him and pushing the wine into his mouth.

“Cough cough…” Song Xiao was forced to drink a large gulp and couldn’t help choking and coughing.

“The marital exchange of wine has to be done before entering the bridal room,” Yu Tang said with an earnest face. He then licked off the wine that stained Song Xiao’s lips, and carried him to the bed.

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At that moment, Song Xiao’s phone suddenly rang. He raised his hand to push the emperor aside, then reached out to grab his phone.

Yu Tang allowed himself to be pushed away. When Song Xiao picked up the phone, Yu Tang’s hand reached into his shirt and began to stroke him.

“Wu… Dad!” Song Xiao caught that wandering hand and glared at Yu Tang, indicating for him not to move since Song Zicheng had called.

“Xiaoxiao, I saw that photo online. Are you serious about this?” Song Zicheng’s voice was somewhat gloomy. It seemed that he wanted to say something, yet didn’t know how to word it.

His son had autism when he was young and they hadn’t been close. Later after he got better, he went overseas to study. Now that Song Zicheng thought about it, he truly had never taught Song Xiao properly. This child had grown into an outstanding person on his own, and just happened to like a man.

“Dad, I…” Song Xiao faltered and pursed his lips. He elbowed the fellow behind him with all his strength, since that large hand was currently kneading a certain place, and had nearly caused him to let out a muffled groan. After Yu Tang behaved himself, Song Xiao continued, “I wanted to wait a while before telling you. I’m serious about this; aside from him, I won’t like anyone else.”

Yu Tang stopped moving and listened in elation. He stuck his face to Song Xiao’s back like a large herbal plaster.

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“Xiaoxiao, come home for a visit soon; dad wants to have a chat with you.” Song Zicheng’s tone was very stern.

“I saw the first signs of it in America. Don’t meddle in the children’s affairs anymore.” Xiao Zhengqing’s voice came through from the other end with a smile in it.

“You shut up!” Song Zicheng roared angrily, before he turned back to continue speaking with Song Xiao in a low tone. “So it’s decided, come home tomorrow.”

Muddle-headed, Song Xiao pulled the phone away from his ear and blinked at it. He looked at the number displayed on the screen; it was the landline at home. Why was Xiao Zhengqing at his place?

At the same time, in the Yu ancestral home in America, Yu Lang knocked on the study room door, a laptop in his hands.

“Dad, I warned you a long time ago, but you just didn’t believe me.” Yu Lang folded his arms and appeared as if he was waiting for a good show.

Yu Taixian looked at the bunch of photos online, his hands trembling a little, and he gasped angrily for a long time. “Call Yu Tang!”

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When third grandfather, who was on the side, saw this, he hurriedly advised him, “Ge, don’t get angry. The younger generation will do fine on their own. If he likes a man, let him ma.”

“You shut up!” Yu Taixian raised his cane and whacked his brother. Because Yu Tang had discovered the truth about the death of third grandfather’s daughter, and also helped him to get revenge, third grandfather had long become partial to Yu Tang.

During this time, this little brother whose elbow had been smacked had said plenty of good things about Yu Tang. Back when Yu Tang returned home to take over the business in China, it was also third grandfather who took the initiative to suggest that Ol’ Seven’s portion be given to Yu Tang to handle as well.

Yu Taixian had groomed Yu Tang as the next family head, yet something like this had now happened. It was fine for the Yu family head to like someone, but if there were no descendants because of his homosexuality, this definitely wouldn’t be tolerated.

Who knew what Yu Tang said on the phone, but a few days later, Grandfather Yu unexpectedly came to China himself.

The Yu family also had a villa in the suburbs of the capital, and Yu laoyezi chose to stay there. Mother Yu brought the two children to the capital and Butler Cao returned to stand by the family head.

“Hello, grandpa.” Yu Miao saluted and greeted her grandfather in a graceful manner.

Yu Miao was lovable and charming, and her bearing and conduct were extremely dignified. Yu Taixian liked her very much and gave her a large red packet, but his expression was still a little ugly as he glared at Yu Tang standing on the side.

Yu Lin walked over slowly. He turned his head to look at his older brother, then gritted his teeth and thickened his skin to rush into his grandfather’s embrace, and did his best to appear adorable. “Grandpa, I also want a red packet!”

There was a smile on that tender little face, and his two jug ears stuck out firmly on the sides. His large eyes sparkled, like a little puppy who was asking for a bone.

Seeing such a young grandson, Yu Taixian couldn’t maintain a strict face anymore. Pinching those ears with a smile, he then picked Yu Lin up and placed him in his lap.

Holding himself stiffly in his grandpa’s embrace, Yu Lin raised his head to look at his brother.

Yu Tang gave him a gaze that said ‘So you’re smart’, and leisurely walked to his grandfather’s side.

 

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Little Theater

 

Grandpa: Give you fifty million, break up with our Tangtang

Xiaoxiao: You expect to buy my love with so little money?

Grandpa: What do you want?!

Xiaoxiao: Give me double.

Grandpa: … 

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