Chapter 136: Experience in Marrying a Woman (Part )
Ming Lu was shocked and lowered his head quickly, saying, "I dare not judge Your Highness..."

Zhou Yunke looked at him for a while, and suddenly felt a little bored, so he said calmly, "Go down."

Normally, he was not particularly close to the followers around him. Even Feng Yang and Feng Qi, who had been with him all year round, were mostly businesslike in their dealings.

The only ones who dared to act rudely in front of him were Rong Ruo and Xiang Bei. After he took the position of crown prince, the people around him became even more respectful towards him.

It's normal for Minglu to have this attitude.

So, how did the woman figure out that it would be lucky to be his relative?
The mundane world can belong to anyone, but not to him.

Ming Lu's body stiffened, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, but in the end he said nothing. After responding, he left cautiously.

Zhou Yunke looked at the files for a while and then felt exhausted, so he went to bed early to rest.

He had a rare dream tonight, and in the dream, he seemed to have returned to his childhood.

Under the flickering candlelight, in the equally lonely room, a dishevelled, mad woman clutched a bloody whip tightly in her hand and growled with a ferocious expression, "You are just like me, you are just as pitiful as me! You will never have a happy relationship, you will never be loved by anyone, you will be spurned and hated by everyone!
Who told you... who told you to be my child, hahahahaha!"

The small, scarred child huddled in the corner, trembling, looking at the woman in front of him with a face full of pain and confusion.

He didn't understand. He hadn't done anything wrong, so why did his mother beat him? He saw that his eldest brother's mother was very kind to him, and his third brother's mother was always gentle and kind to him. Even when his third brother got a mosquito bite on his face, he would get nervous for a long time.

Why...why is it only his mother who wants to beat him?

Is it because he didn't do as well as his elder and third brothers? Is it because... Mother doesn't like him?
As the woman was speaking, she inadvertently met the panicked and frightened eyes of the child. The expression on her face suddenly froze, as if she instantly realized how hurtful her words were. Her hand trembled, and the whip fell to the ground. As if waking up from a dream, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to the child in front of her and said in a crying voice: "Yunke, my Yunke, did I hurt you? I didn't mean to do that. Don't blame me, my Yunke..."

Her hands were even stained with blood from whipping him just now.

The little child looked at the pair of white hands dotted with bright red spots, and backed away in fear...

No, don't come over here.

You are so dirty, so dirty...

When Zhou Yunke woke up, the sky was just beginning to turn pale. He stared at the bed curtain above him, and for once he shook his head, it took him some time to remember what day it was.

He couldn't help but sit up, supporting himself on the bed with his hands, and smiled helplessly.

He hadn't had this dream for many years, so long that he thought he had forgotten what happened at that time.

It turned out that he had not forgotten, but those things were hidden deeper in his body, in his blood, and in his internal organs, and would always jump suddenly at some inadvertent moment like a fish that was not completely dead.

After he laughed, he raised his hand and looked at the wound on his right hand. What he saw seemed to be the little whorl of hair on the woman's head when she bent down to apply medicine on him yesterday. His eyes couldn't help but become dark.

This is a bit difficult.

Originally, he thought that getting married was not a must. He did not have any extra expectations or aspirations for his marriage. He had never even thought about that aspect.

Now, it was just something he had to do because he was in this position.

He doesn't need to find a woman he loves very much, nor does he need that woman to have any extra feelings for him. He just needs her to be able to perform well as the Crown Princess and not hold him back.

However, at the lotus viewing banquet hosted by his aunt, he forced himself to take in all the charming and unique women, but in the end, they were no match for the warmth that burned his skin through her sleeves last night. He was not a self-deceiving person, and even though he had no experience in sex, he was not unaware of the subtle changes in his emotions.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yunke put down his right hand and supported himself on the bed again. He leaned back slightly and sighed softly.

He could accept marrying a woman who had no feelings for him and was only for political reasons, but for the woman he truly loved...

He was actually a little timid.

Worried that his inconsistency would scare her.

Afraid that she had no romantic feelings for him.

I am more worried whether my personality can really make her happy.

It was a rare occasion for Zhou Yunke to sit on the bed like this, thinking about things that had nothing to do with war and politics. His life was very boring, and apart from those two things, he didn't have much to think about on weekdays.

I don't know how long it took, but Minglu's cautious voice came from outside the door, "Your Highness, are you awake?"

He developed a very strict schedule in the military camp. He would get up at 6:00 a.m. every day, do morning exercises for an hour, and then have breakfast.

Ming Lu was probably a little worried because he didn't come out at the usual time today.

Zhou Yunke responded lazily, got out of bed, stood up, put on his clothes neatly, and said calmly while adjusting his sleeves, "Please ask Mr. Rong to come over for breakfast."

Although he was caught off guard by this sudden feeling, he was not the weak-willed person who would be held back by the past and afraid to move forward.

It should be said that many years of military life have stimulated his innate nature of charging into battle and his persistence in pursuing his goals.

However, a living person is different from a lifeless city gate or town.

He didn't mean to scare her.

He also didn't want her to become one of the "everyone" who would spit on and despise him as her mother had said many years ago.

Zhou Yunke usually entertained his guests in the hall.

However, it was always Rong Ruo who maintained relationships with those retainers, while Zhou Yunke would only come out to socialize with them during festivals.

Calling someone over so early in the morning had never happened before.

Therefore, when Rong Ruo walked into the hall, he was full of suspicion and almost thought that Ming Lu was deliberately teasing him. It was not until he saw Zhou Yunke sitting on the main seat and a table for breakfast was set up to his lower left that he was convinced that the sun had indeed risen from the west today and that their Highness actually invited him to have breakfast together!
You know, it is very difficult for him to meet their prince, who is so busy, on weekdays. Most of the time, he has to approach him shamelessly to say a few words to his prince.

Rong Ruo couldn't help but feel a little happy. After paying his respects to Zhou Yunke, he sat down on the seat prepared for him, picked up a freshly baked mutton steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he said, "Your Highness, it's rare that you finally remembered me who worked so hard for you every day and knew to comfort me."

Zhou Yunke just drank the hot tea in his hand and ignored him.

Rong Ruo had known his Highness for a long time, and he didn't care. He was enjoying his meal when his Highness' voice suddenly came from beside him, "Mr. Rong, have you ever asked for a woman's hand in marriage?"

"puff--"

Rong Ruo spat out all the mutton steamed buns that he hadn't even swallowed yet, and almost choked himself to death.