Chapter 47



47 Fury

In the Langjun Imperial Palace, Yi Niaoniao was greeted by Granny Xiuyan, who smiled until the corners of her eyes crinkled.

“Miss Yu, please take a seat. I’ll get someone to serve you some tea and snacks.”

Yu Niaoniao placed the heavy food box on the table and said crisply.

“This is mutton soup with round cardamon fruit. The cardamon is warm, moist, and aerated, while the white pepper and ginger are spicy and temperate. The mutton was tender, nourishing the stomach and dispersing the cold.

This soup is especially suitable for people with weak spleen and stomach, just like the symptoms of Duke Lang. Granny, why don’t you give it to His Highness to taste?”

Granny Xiu Yan was very surprised. It had only been a night, but Yu Qianqian had already figured out a medicinal cuisine suitable for Duke Lang.

Presumably, Yu Niaoniao had been thinking about nourishing Prince Lang’s spleen and stomach since she returned home.

From this, it could be seen that she was really concerned about Prince Lang!

Granny Xiu Yan was very touched, and her attitude became even kinder.

“Miss Yu, you came at the wrong time. His Highness went to the palace early this morning and is not in the residence for the time being.”

Yu Niaoniao was not surprised. Duke Lang was a busy man. How could he have the time to stay at home all day?

She said with a smile, “Have someone put the mutton soup on the stove and heat it up a little. Duke Lang can eat it when he returns.”

Granny Xiu Yan nodded in agreement.

But then she looked worried. “It doesn’t look good outside. It looks like it’s going to rain. Duke Lang rode there without rain gear. I’m very worried that he’ll get wet. I wonder if Miss Yu can help deliver an umbrella to him?”

Actually, there were many people in the royal residence who could give an umbrella to Duke Lang, but Granny Xiu Yan did not mention anyone else.

She just wanted to give Yu Qianqian and Prince Lang a chance to develop their relationship.

Yu Niaoniao instinctively looked out the window.

When she went out, the sun was still shining, but now the clouds were dark. It looked like it was really going to rain.

Yu Niaoniao asked, “Can’t you let the servants deliver the umbrella?”

Granny Xiu Yan smiled and said, “Wouldn’t it be better of you do it?”

Yu Niaoniao could not refute, nor did she know how to answer. She could only smile awkwardly and politely.

Sister Xiuyan brought an oil-paper umbrella and pressed it into her hand. She encouraged her in a gentle tone.

“Don’t be shy. Go.”

Yu Niaoniao was pushed out the door.

She looked up at the gloomy sky and then down at the oil-paper umbrella in her hand.

Forget it. On account of the delicious butterfly pastry, she would send warmth to the living King of Hell.

Yu Qianqian left the donkey and Dang Gui in the Langjun Imperial Palace.

She got into the carriage and the coachman drove it straight to the palace.

Today, Xiao Juan entered the palace regarding the anti-government poetry case.

After last night’s torture, Jiang Ze had already admitted that he had written anti-government poetry and even spread it in private.

When Xiao Juan presented Jiang Ze’s confession to the emperor, the latter was furious and ordered Jiang Ze to be executed by a thousand cuts. He also wanted the entire Jiang family to be executed.

In the end, six old ministers stepped forward to dissuade him. Only then did they barely manage to get the emperor to replace the original sentence with exile of the Jiang family. Jiang Ze was still sentenced to death by a thousand cuts.

Xiao Juan lowered his head and said respectfully.

“Jiang Ze is indeed involved in the anti-government poetry case, but he’s not the mastermind. I suspect that there’s someone behind him. He can’t die yet. I want to keep him alive to lure out the big fish behind the scenes.”

The emperor suppressed his anger. “Then spare his life for now. Let him die when the case is solved.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”