Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

Since it was by horse-drawn carriage to Beijing, the journey was indeed a bit slow.

Rong Yan was not in a hurry, but someone else was rather impatient.

Qin Ye spent his time in the Imperial Palace attending court and dealing with affairs of the state. The rest of his time was spent counting the days.

He was looking forward to Rong Yan’s early arrival.

Actually, he wanted to go and receive her himself, but given his current position, he could not come and go as he pleased.

After all, the court was not stable; on the surface, those people had not made any moves, but underneath they were watching like a tiger eying its prey.

If everything was not well-arranged, then he could not leave Beijing casually.

Moreover, if he went to receive her in person now, he would probably bring danger to Rong Yan.

After all, there were quite a few eyes watching him.

So he had to suppress the urge in his heart to go and receive her.

While he was counting the days, finally, one and a half months passed.

As the arrival date was getting closer, he became increasingly excited.

Because tomorrow... he would see her.

In order not to bring danger to Rong Yan and to ensure her smooth entry into Beijing, he had stopped the three letters a month that he was obliged to write.

Fortunately, he could still keep track of where her entourage was every day.

After all, there was a Hidden Guard sending him updates daily.

Knowing that her journey was safe also gave him some peace of mind.

However, tomorrow... Qin Ye was somewhat impatient.

Once she arrived in Beijing, he would then arrange for the Observatory to announce the date of their grand wedding.

Actually, their relationship had been confirmed half a year ago.

This was the result of his relentless efforts... and it was also due to him staying chaste for the past three years, keeping the harem clean.

Moreover, he had promised more than once— he would marry only her in this lifetime, and if he broke this promise, he would die without a place for burial.

Of course, he also offered his true heart... Although they were far apart, they had never lost contact.

That was why Rong Yan had finally agreed.

He had thought about it; if Rong Yan had not agreed, was it because he sat on the throne and she thought that he might be compelled to marry other women in the future?

Or maybe she did not like life in the palace.

If it was for these reasons, he had considered giving up the throne.

After all, being an Emperor did not only mean a lack of freedom, it was also very tiring.

He only wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

If she was not in his remaining years, then what point would there be in his being Emperor?

Even if he were to live to be a hundred years old... he would not wish for it.

Luckily, his patient waiting paid off, and she truly agreed to marry him and become his Empress.

The daytime was already hard enough for him to bear.

Finally, when night fell... Qin Ye felt he could wait no more, so he simply left the Imperial Palace to meet her.

She was almost at the Imperial City; it was as if she was within his reach, so if something were to happen now, then he might as well not be Emperor at all.

But, of course, it was impossible for him to go alone; a hundred of his personal Dark Knights followed him.

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After leaving the Imperial Palace without a sound, Qin Ye mounted his fine steed and went to find Rong Yan.

By the time he arrived, because his horse was swift, he had reached them by midnight.

The first to notice him was Hu Dao, who was naturally highly vigilant and had not been fully asleep. So, when he heard reports of the sound of horse hooves approaching,

He immediately alerted everyone.

After thinking it over, and recognizing the inevitability of the encounter, he walked over to the front of the horse-drawn carriage and gave a light cough.

"What’s the matter?" Rong Yan, being a light sleeper, naturally heard the commotion outside.

"Lady!" Although Hu Dao had been by Rong Yan’s side for protection over the past three years, his way of addressing her had never changed.