Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 82 Rebellious Officials of the Former Dynasty 14



Chapter 82 Rebellious Officials of the Former Dynasty 14

"That's good, at least it will prevent any relatives or clansmen from coming to freeload." Madam Yu covered her mouth and chuckled, concealing the coldness in her eyes.

When her family fell on hard times and her parents were exiled and sent to the brothel, the clan elders were as silent as if they were dead. But after she gave birth to Jiu'er, her relatives came rushing in one after another as if they had come back to life.

If her poor relatives were like this, Ling Yi's rebel relatives would only be worse. She didn't want them to suffer the same pain she had endured back then.

"Please rest assured, Madam." Ling Yi nodded firmly, "Even if they come looking for me, they won't come looking for me."

Princess Qingxi is their rightful master, so Qingxi will surely be very happy to be visited by her relatives.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that unpleasant thing." Madam Yu took her hand and said with a smile, "Let's go find Jiu'er. That mischievous monkey is probably already tearing the roof off His Majesty's house down right now since he can't see you."

Ling Yi remained silent for a long while, then agreed wholeheartedly: "Perhaps."

"Madam Yu requests an audience."

The moment the eunuch's voice rang out, the tinkling sound of the zither in the warm pavilion abruptly ceased.

The emperor rubbed his temples as if relieved: "Please come in quickly."

For a whole hour, this kid played only this one piece of music; his ears were practically calloused from hearing it.

If he weren't one's own son, he should be dragged out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded!

"Are you alright!" As soon as the door to the warm pavilion opened, a shadow flashed in front of Madam Yu, and then her eldest son rushed to Ling Yi's side.

Madam Yu: "..."

Her slender fingers pinched Xiao Yao's ear, pulling him close to her: "You don't even bow to your mother? Where's your manners?"

Xiao Yao looked at Ling Yi pitifully, but she lowered her head and silently retreated behind Madam Yu.

In an instant, he felt like the sky was about to fall, and his wagging tail drooped down in grievance.

"Greetings, Mother Consort." He cupped his hands in greeting, his voice becoming weak and feeble.

Lady Yu then released his ear and bowed to the emperor: "Greetings, Your Majesty. I see that Jiu'er is in a bad mood, so I suppose the matter of bestowing the marriage can be announced on another day."

"Mother, please wait!" Xiao Yao slid down to kneel between the Emperor and Empress, looking quite spirited. "I've never been in a better mood than I am today. Please don't misunderstand me!"

When the emperor saw that Lady Yu nodded slightly to him, he understood that she had no dissatisfaction with the woman. He then stopped making things difficult for his foolish son and ordered the eunuch to bring the imperial edict that had been prepared in advance.

Xiao Yao was dizzy and didn't hear anything else clearly, except for the news that the wedding would take place on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month!

He was overjoyed, but murmured to himself, "Isn't this a bit too fast? I'm not ready yet!"

The emperor nodded solemnly: "The Imperial Observatory has given another date at the end of the year after next. If you are willing..."

"I am not willing!" Xiao Yao immediately put away the imperial edict and kowtowed to the emperor: "Your subject thanks Your Majesty for bestowing this marriage upon you."

"Get out, get out, you annoy me!" The emperor glanced at the woman behind his son, who stood as still as a statue, and then shooed her away.

He has a lot on his plate and is too lazy to deal with this matter.

Get out!

Having received the benefit, Xiao Yao did not hesitate for a moment and happily left the palace with the imperial decree of marriage in his pocket.

Once inside the carriage, separated from the outside world, he could no longer contain his joy: "Yi-yi, we can finally get married!"

Ling Yi glanced sideways: "What did you call me?"

Xiao Yao immediately covered her mouth, her eyes darting around.

Oh no, how did he accidentally reveal the name he was secretly calling out?

Ling Yi looked at his ears, one red and one white, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch the red one, laughing, "It sounds quite nice."

"Hehe." Xiao Yao has always been the type to be overjoyed by a little kindness. Seeing that Ling Yi didn't object, he immediately took advantage of the situation and moved closer to her.

“Yiyi, you don’t know, I was terrified when I found out that Father Emperor secretly summoned you to the palace.” He grabbed Lingyi’s hand and placed it on his chest: “Listen, you’re still jumping very fast now.”

Ling Yi pressed her palm against the bouncing chest and couldn't help but chuckle, "What are you afraid of? The palace isn't some place that eats people."

"This place is a den of cannibals!" Xiao Yao muttered under his breath, then enthusiastically told Ling Yi how he had tormented his father and about his wedding plans.

"Starting tomorrow, I'll be living at the Ministry of Rites. I'm determined to get them to put together a satisfactory wedding for me!"

Ling Yi pinched his ear, which had been reddened by Madam Yu's pinching, again, and said helplessly, "Why make things difficult for them?"

Xiao Yao grumbled, "At worst, I'll just give a big red envelope later. I only get married once in my life, why can't I prepare better!"

"Father, you really had to schedule the wedding date so carefully..." His voice grew softer and softer until it finally fell silent.

Winter is a difficult time, especially for the elderly and the sick.

He knew that his father wanted his elder brother to see him get married.

Ling Yi noticed that his eyelashes were drooping and his eyes were red.

"After we get married, I'll take you to see my elder brother." After a long pause, Xiao Yao smiled and looked up: "My elder brother is a very good elder brother, completely different from Father Emperor!"

"Okay." Ling Yi felt sorry for him when she saw his expression.

He was too naive in this world, and he would be happy and troubled by too many things.

She turned her head and kissed the snow-white ear, noticing that it had turned bright red like the other ear. Seeing the moisture in Xiao Yao's eyes turn into surprise and shyness, Ling Yi pursed her lips in satisfaction.

She preferred Xiao Yao's current appearance to his sad state.

Xiao Yao covered her ears, and after a long while stammered, "You...you...how could you?"

Ling Yi raised an eyebrow: "What?"

Xiao Yao recalled that soft touch and was so regretful that tears almost welled up in his eyes.

He was so heartbroken that he didn't even notice what the kiss looked like.

What a loss! What a loss!

So he bargained: "How about another kiss?"

Ling Yi ignored him, simply closing her eyes as if to rest, letting Xiao Yao jump around in the carriage.

Having received a complete etiquette education, Xiao Yao was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks, but he didn't do anything to force a kiss on Ling Yi. He was so angry that he kept fuming.

The carriage stopped in front of the Prince's mansion. Lu An saw his master get off the carriage in a huff, looking like a steamed bun. His heart skipped a beat: "Master?"

Xiao Yao snorted coldly: "Today's chicken is only allowed to be stewed, not roasted!"

He immediately regained his composure: "Yes, sir."

I had another argument with Miss Lingyi, and I still lost. I'm sulking.

"What kind of expression is that?" The hurt Prince Rui was extremely sensitive at this moment and immediately noticed Lu An's perfunctory attitude.

"This servant is just happy," Lu An said with a smile that lacked sincerity.

Xiao Yao's eyes immediately lit up: "What? You also know that Yi Yi and I are getting married at the end of the year?"


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