The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 130: You Shall not Venture Outside Today

Chapter 130: You Shall not Venture Outside Today

The elderly lady sighed, "My son, you must take a concubine. Your clumsy and careless nature makes it difficult to care for Ying’er."

Chu Hanming pursed his lips, appearing somewhat embarrassed.

"Mother, as I have mentioned before, I wish to elevate Lady Tian as my wife."

She was Chu Hanming’s only concubine, and he doted on her dearly.

However, it was rare for prominent families to promote a concubine to the status of a wife.

Lady Tian stood by, bowing her head respectfully.

The elderly lady sighed.

Ever since her daughter-in-law had passed away, Tian had been managing the household and wholeheartedly taking care of her granddaughter.

It was precisely because of this that Tian had previously conceived but failed to carry the child to term.

Now, with her son’s plea, the elderly lady did not wish to embarrass him and said, "Very well, I agree to this matter. The two of you shall live a good life from now on."

Chu Hanming was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed with lady Tian.

Lady Shen helped Tian up and spoke gently, "Dear Aunt, I can finally address you as such."

Tian’s eyes welled up with tears as she finally saw through the clouds and beheld the moonlight.

Nanli noticed the reddened mark on Tian’s forehead and pursed her lips, remarking, "Aunt, you hast a slight redness on your forehead. Be cautious when you venture outside."

Tian nodded. Chu Hanming believed her completely and said, "Then you shall not go out in the near future."

——

When Ye Siheng regained consciousness, the one who was most delighted was Emperor Muwu.

He specifically went to the ancestral temple to offer incense, praying for the ancestors’ blessings to ensure his ninth brother’s future safety.

Returning to his study, Emperor Muwu looked at the pile of memorials, and his head began to ache.

"Look at this, without you, I am truly helpless. In just a few days, the memorials have piled up, and I haven’t even had time to discuss them."

Emperor Muwu sat down, and a eunuch brought him a teacup and pastries.

Ye Siheng also sat down, adjusting his robes with an elegant demeanor, attracting the attention of many palace maids who stole glances at him.

He glanced at them and dismissed the palace attendants.

Emperor Muwu shook his head lightly and said, "Those palace maids merely stole a few glances at you. Is it necessary for you to react this way?"

"My brother, you do not understand," Ye Siheng replied earnestly.

"I promised A’li not to take concubines, so naturally, I avoid looking at others and do not allow others to gaze upon me."

No more temptations, he had already cut them off in advance.

Emperor Muwu was taken aback and muttered, "Even the sixth miss is not that good. She turned out to be a jealous person."

"My brother," Ye Siheng frowned slightly, his expression somewhat displeased.

Emperor Muwu waved his hand hurriedly, "Alright, alright, the sixth miss is the best. She deserves such treatment from thee."

He dared not speak ill of Nanli in front of his ninth brother anymore, as it would damage their brotherly relationship.

Ye Siheng’s expression finally eased, and he nodded slightly.

"Indeed, it is as you said. She risked her life to save me this time, and I will always remember my promise to her and not let her down."

Emperor Muwu sighed, filled with anticipation.

"That’s good. I wish to see you settle down and have a blissful family life."

His ninth brother had lost his mother at a young age but remained diligent.

He always arrived early for lessons and never arrived late.

Regardless of scorching summers or freezing winters, he never slackened.

It was precisely because of his diligence that he was able to safeguard the Mu Nation’s prosperity during times of crisis.

"Thank you, my brother." Ye Siheng recalled the pleasant dream he had while unconscious and couldn’t help but smile.

Emperor Muwu took a sip of tea and took out a confidential letter, his expression becoming serious.

"As you suspected, leaving the Lord Dou alive has indeed yielded some information." Ye Siheng raised an eyebrow and opened the letter, which contained the intelligence gathered by the Chilong Bureau.

"Fifth Brother?" Ye Siheng couldn’t help but chuckle.

"He’s still persistent. The Forbidden Army in the hunting palace reported to him previously, and I suspected him then."

"I deliberately had Chu Ye lead the troops away and set a trap for him, but he unexpectedly refrained from taking action."

Emperor Muwu felt somewhat regretful.

"Considering that he witnessed the failure of the assassins, he probably didn’t want to take any risks."

Ye Siheng closed the confidential letter.

"But since he has such intentions, he will surely seek another opportunity. Fifth brother has always been unwilling to admit defeat."

Emperor Muwu nodded slightly.

Without any reason, he couldn’t deal with the fifth brother, so he could only wait for the right moment.

At that moment, someone came in to report, "Your Majesty, Lady of Bright Deportment of Yang has brought pastries for you."

"It’s already cold outside. Didn’t I tell her she need not come?"

Emperor Muwu said, but his face lit up, and he quickly ordered someone to invite her in.

The Yang’s belly has swelled to four months, and the fetus has settled comfortably. She adorns herself in resplendent palace attire, swaying gracefully with a gaze that exudes charm and allure.

"I greet Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince," Yang said as she prepared to bow, but Emperor Muwudi held her up. "Enough, haven’t I told you that there’s no need for formalities?"

Yang’s voice was gentle as a breeze. "How can that be? Etiquette must not be disregarded."

"With a royal heir within you, caution is paramount," Emperor Muwudi not only cared for her attentively but also personally assisted her in sitting down.

Seeing their affectionate interaction, Ye Siheng felt it inappropriate to linger and found an excuse to leave the palace.

Emperor Muwudi’s heart was wholly devoted to Yang, leaving no room for Ye Siheng. He waved his hand dismissively, saying, "You may go."

However, he still had the eunuch supervisor see Ye Siheng off.

Winter had arrived, accompanied by gusts of wind.

As Ye Siheng walked along the corridor, the cold wind rustled his dark-colored robe. He slowed his pace, and the eunuch supervisor knew that the Ninth Prince had something to say.

"Does Yang send pastries to the Emperor every day?" Ye Siheng asked.

"Yes," the eunuch supervisor replied. "Sometimes, she also has palace maids deliver them."

"But have they been tested?"

The eunuch supervisor understood Ye Siheng’s implication and said, "Each piece is tasted by eunuchs before the Emperor consumes them. You can rest assured, Ninth Prince."

Ye Siheng nodded, feeling slightly relieved.

He had investigated Yang thoroughly and found nothing suspicious.

She was originally just a beautiful woman who had been bestowed the title of the lady for Bright Deportment after becoming pregnant during a rare encounter with the Emperor.

"Therefore, take good care of the Emperor," Ye Siheng added.

"I understand," the eunuch supervisor replied.

Accompanying Ye Siheng, Qingyang immediately handed a large gold ingot to the eunuch supervisor.

The eunuch supervisor hesitated for a moment, not immediately accepting the gift. Instead, he said, "Prince, I don’t want silver. However... I would like a few protective talismans."

Ye Siheng raised an eyebrow. "From A’li?"

"Yes, yes, precisely. I would like several drawn by the Sixth Miss herself," the eunuch supervisor hurriedly explained.

Ye Siheng couldn’t help but find it amusing.

He hadn’t expected that buying people’s loyalty now required not silver but talismans personally drawn by Nanli.

"I will ask A’li for a few protective talismans. As for the silver, you may keep it," Ye Siheng said.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The eunuch supervisor was particularly delighted, nodding and bowing.

With protective talismans drawn by the Sixth Miss, he could walk confidently at night, taking large strides forward!