Identity
Chu Yihan snorted lightly, âWith such a clear situation, thereâs no need for me to take action. Today, when Qin Rulie sees you, his heart will inevitably harbor suspicions. As long as you say little, an emperor filled with doubts will certainly act.â
Su Yingxue smiled teasingly, âWorthy of being the mastermind Your Highness, we just sit tight and do nothing, and let that impostor princess come to us.â
Efficient, effortless, and trouble-free.
Indeed, her husband was truly wise.
Suddenly, Su Yingxue remembered something, âHubby, yesterday when you left the ghost market, you only spoke with Sister Rong Sheng and didnât bid farewell to Chu Yifeng. What did you two talk about?â
âWant to know?â
Chu Yihan raised an eyebrow.
Su Yingxue nodded vigorously, very earnestly, âYes! You never talk much with other women, so I want to know what classic words you said this time?â
Chu Yihan picked up Su Yingxue, deliberately drawing out his voice, each word lingering, âI told herâ¦â
Attracted by his tone, Su Yingxue concentrated, âWhat did you say? What did you tell her?â
She was so intent that she didnât notice the darkness closing in around her until she was laid down on the bed by Chu Yihan.
Under the bed canopy, Su Yingxueâs voice came in surprise, âYou havenât told me yet! What did you two talk about⦠Hmm!â
The room was filled with the entwined silhouettes of the couple, and the ambiance was replete with a suggestive air.
The night was gentle and lingering.
The next day, after the morning court session, Qin Muyan went to the imperial study. Several ministers, seeing he was to discuss matters with Qin Rulie, bowed and withdrew.
Qin Muyan asked eagerly, âImperial Brother, I heard Su Yingxue has arrived. Where have you placed her? Why didnât you inform me yesterday?â
Qin Rulie had just finished a memorial and hadnât looked up yet, âI have placed them in the palace. When you went to the Great Cheng Dynasty, Chu Yihan treated you with great hospitality; naturally, I couldnât be remiss in my treatment of them.â
After Qin Rulie replied, he felt something was amiss, âSu Yingxue? Thatâs the Ninth Princess Consortâs given name. Itâs not appropriate for you to call her that way. Be more proper in front of others.â
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Qin Muyanâs eyes turned slightly cold, âI have always called her that way; itâs a habit.â
He couldnât bring himself to call Su Yingxue the Ninth Princess Consort!
That was the woman he loved!
âItâs good that youâre here today. Once Iâm finished here, youâll accompany me to Funing Palace. I have some doubts about Zhao Huaâs origins,â Qin Rulieâs dark brows were furrowed.
Qin Muyan waited on the side until Qin Rulie was done, then they together paid a visit to the Empress Dowager.
The Empress Dowager had been made ill by Qin Muyanâs refusal to marry just a few days earlier and now greeted Qin Muyan with a cold face, â Hmph! If you despise my Zhao Hua, why come today? Better yet, despise me, the imperial grandmother, as well and sever our ties from now on!â
The Empress Dowager was a person who had weathered great storms and loved her little granddaughter dearly, so her tone was particularly stern.
âImperial Grandmother, if you are displeased, punish me as you will, even if it means taking my life! But I will never sever our relationship,â Qin Muyan knelt down firmly, his tone just as resolute.
âYouâ¦â
The Empress Dowager clenched her teeth.
Seeing that the grandmother and grandson were about to lose their temper with each other again, Qin Rulie quickly changed the subject, âEmpress Dowager, I came today to inquire about my cousin Zhao Hua. Her foster parents are still in the palace, may I meet them? And the trusted aide who found Zhao Hua for you, I would like to meet them as well.â