Chapter 69: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 69: Making a Floor Bed

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

At this moment, it was Yan Shuang'er's turn. She carefully held an exquisite package and walked to Yan Xiner's front, smiling as she said: "Elder Sister, this is a gift Younger Sister specially prepared for you.

Inside is a set of beautiful hair ornaments, a magnificent dress, and several boxes of top-quality rouge and lip balm. The style of this dress is somewhat similar to the one you wore during the Qi Xi Festival before; both were carefully selected according to your preferred style.

Younger Sister hopes that even after Elder Sister marries into the Ai family and becomes someone else's wife, you will forever maintain your true self and be the most authentic you. You must first be an independent and confident individual, and only then the Ai family's daughter-in-law; absolutely do not let yourself suffer even a bit of grievance just to cater to others' preferences!"

Upon hearing Yan Shuang'er's words, a surge of indescribable emotion welled up deep in Yan Xiner's heart, and her eye rims instantly grew moist.

At this time, Qianqian, standing to the side, also took action. She beckoned lightly to Mantou beside her, signaling him to bring over that exquisite box.

Mantou carefully held the box and walked to Qianqian's front, then gently placed it on the table.

Qianqian took a deep breath, slowly extended both hands, and slowly lifted the box lid. In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst forth from inside the box; looking closely, it turned out to be a glittering golden tablet lying quietly there.

This golden tablet is no ordinary object; it was personally bestowed upon Qianqian by the Emperor previously. However, before this, although An Wang had already informed Qianqian of this matter, he had not actually handed the golden tablet over to her.

The reason was none other than Qianqian running around wildly at the Imperial Banquet, being far too mischievous. Thus, to slightly punish this naughty little girl, An Wang decided to temporarily confiscate this golden tablet.

However, this golden tablet was ultimately a treasure bestowed upon Qianqian by the Emperor, its significance extraordinary. Seeing her elder sister about to marry, Qianqian thought that the most precious thing she possessed was probably only this golden tablet.

After much deep consideration, she mustered the courage to go request An Wang to advance this golden tablet early, and give it as a special wedding gift to her elder sister.

To persuade An Wang, Qianqian used every trick in the book, not only swearing repeatedly that she would definitely be obedient in the future, but also patting her chest and promising her performance would get better and better.

Looking at this younger sister before him with a face full of sincerity and brimming with anticipation, An Wang's heart couldn't help but stir. After pondering briefly, he finally nodded, agreeing to return the golden tablet to Qianqian. At the same time, he also agreed to her request, stating he would keep this secret for her and absolutely not reveal a single bit to Yan Xiner.

This golden tablet was personally bestowed by the current Holy Emperor; its material was luxurious, golden light flashing, dazzling the eyes. On the golden tablet, four vigorous and powerful large characters were engraved in flying dragon and dancing phoenix script — "Death-Exemption Gold Tablet"!

When Yan Xiner opened that exquisite box, those four characters instantly met her gaze, causing her to involuntarily suck in a breath of cold air.

Yan Xiner's face was full of alarm; she hurriedly waved her hands and declined: "This is Younger Sister's life-saving divine artifact, I absolutely cannot accept it!" However, at this moment, An Wang walked into the room with steady steps.

He wore a smile and said earnestly: "You are all this King's own flesh and blood; this Death-Exemption Gold Tablet actually holds no great practical significance for you.

Even if Xiner marries and leaves the Wangfu in the future, she will forever be this King's beloved child. This King will personally ensure your safety, so this gold tablet is merely a precaution."

Hearing An Wang's sincere words, Yan Xiner's heart was moved, and her originally firm intention to refuse began to waver.

She secretly thought: Anyway, there is no difference between this gold tablet being with me or remaining in Younger Sister's hands; if it truly comes to a critical moment, I certainly would not be stingy about taking it out to use. Thinking to this point, Yan Xiner no longer insisted, nodding slightly to indicate willingness to accept this heavy gift.

By this point, everyone's gifts had all been presented. The Princess Consort gently urged Yan Xiner to rest early today, because tomorrow she still needed to rise early to dress up and welcome the arrival of the great joyous day. The Princess Consort gazed at her beloved daughter who was about to leave the pavilion, her eyes full of deep reluctance.

Finally, she couldn't help but speak: "Tonight let Mother accompany you to sleep together. Only, according to custom, the bridal bed can only be slept in by the bride alone, so Mother will sleep on the small couch outside. Mother still has many intimate words she wants to say to you..."

Yan Xiner's eye rims were red, her eyes seemed soaked with tears, yet she tried hard not to let them fall; she nodded slightly and replied softly: "Alright."

Qianqian to the side, upon hearing this, immediately refused to let it go, clamoring noisily that she also wanted to sleep here. However, that small couch was really too narrow, only able to accommodate one person's body.

Yan Shuang'er, seeing Mother and Younger Sister both so insistent on sleeping here, felt the same thought in her heart. After pondering briefly, she proposed: "Why don't we just make a floor bed on the ground! That way, first, the three of us can sleep here together; second, making the floor bed in Elder Sister's room, us sisters talking and chatting will be more convenient; and also, tomorrow morning we can wake Elder Sister easily, so as not to miss the hour."

As soon as her words fell, Qianqian excitedly clapped and cheered: "Third Elder Sister is so smart! This idea is simply too great!" The Princess Consort listened, also smiling and nodding, expressing agreement with Yan Shuang'er's proposal.

At this time, the night was deep, and the hour was indeed not early. An Wang, seeing this, rose first and walked toward the door. Yan Si and Yan Wang hooked shoulders and backs, following closely behind out of the room. Looking at their sneaky appearance, they seemed to be plotting some unspeakable secret.

After all the men had left, the maids filed in, hands and feet nimble, starting to make the floor beds. They laid the bedding thickly, fearing their masters would catch cold in the night. Before long, the floor beds were all set up.

Yan Xiner, Qianqian, Yan Shuang'er, and the Princess Consort all finished washing and tidying up, then either lay on the bed or reclined on the floor beds. Qianqian, Yan Shuang'er, and the Princess Consort — three people slept in one quilt; the Princess Consort had never experienced such a novel experience, her heart full of curiosity and surprise.

Qianqian to the side was even more excited like a little bird chirping non-stop, her mouth constantly saying all sorts of interesting things, overwhelming to keep up with. Yan Shuang'er, meanwhile, sat quietly to the side, smiling as she listened to their conversation, occasionally interjecting a couple of sentences, making the atmosphere even more harmonious.

However, not long after, perhaps because of excessive fatigue, or perhaps infected by this warm atmosphere, the originally extremely excited Qianqian gradually began to doze off. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, her speaking voice gradually became smaller, and finally she fell completely silent, entering sweet dreamland.

At this moment, the Princess Consort, for some reason, instead became spirited; perhaps recalling beautiful past times, she began to recount Yan Xiner's childhood bit by bit. Those stories full of childlike fun and warmth, as if vivid paintings unfolded before the eyes, letting Yan Xiner immerse herself within, feeling her mother's deep love...