Royal Engagement: The Honeymoon Chronicles

China

(DAYU)

We are back!

"Finally," I took a deep breath as we exited the Beijing Airport. "Back to our homeland,"

"Did you missed China, my Love." Qing puts an arm around my shoulder.

"Yes," I nodded. "But I really had fun with you in our honeymoon," I pouted my lips up to him.

Qing hummed before leaning down to kiss me. We kissed while security people that came from the Palace to pick us up in the airport are busy with our luggages. We are bad people.

I don't care. I am kissing my Prince.

"Home, sweet home!" I gasped as I lurched forward when someone bumped me from behind. Qing's lips dislodged from mine. I turned to glare at the perpetrator. My bodyguard: Chong.

"You hate to see me happy, right?" I growled at him.

"I hate seeing you acting sweet with your Prince," Chong unabashedly admitted.

I snorted at him, "Well, poor you, I am sweet. Right, Love?" I turned back to Qing who nodded. "You are...very sweet."

"See?" I smirked at Chong. "You should really adjust Chong, this is me. I am sweet..."

"There is a spider at your back," Chong drooled lazily.

"What?! Where?! Take it away!" I shrieked and turn in circle to see if there is a spider behind my back.

"Stop it," Lao smacked Chong's shoulder. "There is no spider, my Consort. He is just being mean..."

"Qing, Chong is being mean." I tattled to my husband.

Qing sighed, "We are really back in Beijing, then. Welcome home to us," He said before taking my hand. "Forget about spiders and mean bodyguards. Let's go, the Royal Family is waiting for us."

I stuck my tongue out to Chong while he rolled his eyes on me. I followed Qing to sit beside him on the backseat of the SUV that is marked with the Crown Prince's seal.

I stared, fascinated, at the buildings passing outside of the car. Beijing, with it's tall skyscapers, old temples and bustling streets. There is really no place like home.

"What will be our agenda now that we are back home, Qing?" I asked my husband.

Qing took my hand in his, "Well, we will greet the Royal Family, of course. Then we will schedule our first public appearance together since coming back from our honeymoon...then..."

"Then?" I frowned when my husband paused.

Qing looked at my face, "Then we will visit your parents...and maybe we can visit your grandparents as well."

I grew still at what he said. "Visit...my grandparents. You mean...GrandPa?"

"Yes...GrandPa Feng," Qing gave me a little smile as guilt entered his eyes. "I think it's time that I man up and apologize to him..."

"Oh Qing," I slid closer to hug my husband. Qing's arm pulled me closer to his body. "He already forgave you. He did. You know my grandfather..."

"He was an honorable man and a great  GrandPa to you...I know that," Qing sighed. "But I made a mistake and you got hurt. GrandPa Feng got hurt too. My lies hurt a lot of people, Dayu ah. It's time for me to face the music and own what I did. Starting with apologizing to your grandfather..."

I nodded my understanding. "I cannot wait to visit him." I said solemnly.

"I cannot wait to visit him with you," Qing agreed to my sentiment.