The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 143: The Emperor’s Heart as Fathomless as the Needle in the Sea

Chapter 143: The Emperor’s Heart as Fathomless as the Needle in the Sea

However, Nanli did not enjoy delicate tasks such as brewing tea.

The two of them sat in front of the charcoal stove, one brewing tea and the other reading a book.

The tea was ready, its fragrance wafting through the air.

Ye Siheng brought the tea to her.

Nanli took a sip and said, "You seem to have had quite a bit of free time lately."

In the past, Ye Siheng wouldn’t have had the leisure to brew tea for her, as he would have been busy with other matters in the Marquis’s residence.

But now, he smiled lightly, as enchanting as a blooming flower, and said, "A’li, why don’t we marry after the New Year?"

Nanli was taken aback and asked, "Are you in such a hurry?"

Her older brothers’ marriages hadn’t been settled yet, and here she was, the youngest sister, being proposed to first?

Ye Siheng’s gaze dimmed when he saw that she didn’t immediately agree.

With the current changes in the court, she was a highly sought-after prize, and there would surely be people vying for her.

However, it didn’t matter if they didn’t marry immediately; he had his own ways of protecting those close to him.

"Just a suggestion, you need not take it to heart," Ye Siheng maintained his smile, "You’ve only returned this year, it’s only right for you to stay in the residence and fulfill your filial duties."

Nanli looked at him with confusion, but seeing that he didn’t want to say more, she didn’t ask further.

In the imperial palace, there was no need for the Lord of Jin to enter and plead his case; the Chief Commander of the Chilong Guard would record the matter in his report.

Emperor Muwu finished reading the report and felt a stinging sensation in his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes and the eunuch in charge quickly presented him with hot tea.

It was no wonder that Emperor Muwu was so exhausted.

Previously, the Ninth Prince had helped him with government affairs, but he couldn’t remember the last time he had summoned the Ninth Prince.

This mountain of memorials could only be reviewed by Emperor Muwu himself.

The eunuch in charge was astute and had already discerned Emperor Muwu’s current thoughts, so he never mentioned the Ninth Prince.

Emperor Muwu took a sip of the hot tea, and its warmth seemed to spread through his limbs, making him feel much more comfortable.

He spoke slowly, "Under the Ninth Brother’s protection, the Sixth Miss does as she pleases."

The eunuch in charge was secretly alarmed, but he still had the talisman seal that Nanli had drawn, so he deliberately said, "Your Majesty, the Sixth Miss simply has her own principles. This heir of the Lord of Jin has tortured his own servants, even turning them into human pigs. This is something known throughout the capital. How could the Sixth Miss not intervene to save him?"

"But if it were Us..." Emperor Muwu murmured.

"Your Majesty, what are you saying? Your Majesty is benevolent and righteous, treating the people as your own children. Previously, whether it was an incident in the palace or when Your Majesty was cursed, the Sixth Miss never hesitated," the eunuch in charge hurriedly said.

Emperor Muwu’s expression eased, and a smile finally appeared on his lips.

"Of course, We remember the Sixth Miss’s merits."

The eunuch in charge finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Emperor Muwu narrowed his eyes and said, "The Ninth Brother has always been proud and sometimes acts recklessly, relying on his military achievements and not placing anyone in his eyes. The Sixth Miss is a good child, and she must not be influenced by the Ninth Brother."

The eunuch in charge thought to himself that the Ninth Prince relied on his own abilities and that Emperor Muwu had always protected him.

It was truly the heart of an emperor, a needle in the sea.

What was possible before was no longer possible now.

The eunuch in charge couldn’t help but glance at Emperor Muwu’s slightly graying hair and let out a sigh.

No matter how wise a ruler was, there would come a day when they grew old and had their own fears.

The eunuch in charge couldn’t help but say, "Your Majesty, the Sixth Miss is intelligent and knows her place. She definitely regards Your Majesty as her superior."

"The Ninth Brother has fought bravely in the northern border, bringing peace to the frontier. We cannot touch his military power," Emperor Muwu said slowly, "And the Sixth Miss is proficient in talismanic arts. If they were to truly marry, do you think the Ninth Brother would still regard us highly?"

The eunuch supervisor discerned the implications in Emperor Muwu’s words, and his voice trembled as he spoke, "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince has finally... finally encountered a suitable match."

Moreover, it was a marriage arranged by your decree!

Emperor Muwu cast a cold glance at the eunuch supervisor.

Lowering his head, the eunuch supervisor dared not utter another word.

"Summon Yang Zhenyu into the palace," Emperor Muwu commanded.

"Yes," the eunuch supervisor replied, hastily leaving to deliver the message. This was Consort Yang’s younger brother. Due to his sister’s favor, he had been promoted to the position of Deputy Minister of the Dali Court.

Such rapid advancement was rare in the imperial court.

However, the eunuch supervisor knew that the Minister of the Dali Court, Qin Zheng, was chosen by the Ninth Prince.

Emperor Muwu’s promotion of Yang Zhenyu was actually a means of balance.

Glancing back, the eunuch supervisor saw Emperor Muwu seated on the dragon throne, his countenance somewhat blurred but exuding a chilling aura.

He sighed, realizing that Emperor Muwu had indeed placed great expectations on Yang’s unborn child.

Even before the child’s birth, Emperor Muwu was already paving the way for him.

The eunuch supervisor couldn’t help but wonder, if Consort Yang were to give birth not to a prince, but to a princess, wouldn’t Emperor Muwu be greatly disappointed?

However, at this moment, someone quietly entered the Biyu Palace.

Xuan Lianzi, dressed as a eunuch, couldn’t conceal his own temperament.

Using a talisman, he slowly traced his fingers in the sand table.

Yang watched nervously.

She couldn’t understand what was being depicted, and only when Xuan Lianzi stopped did she anxiously ask, "Master, what is it? Is it a prince or a princess?"

Xuan Lianzi scrutinized the sand table and soon congratulated Yang, "Congratulations, Your Highness, it’s a prince."

Upon hearing this, Yang rejoiced and gently caressed her belly, saying, "Heaven has truly bestowed a prince upon me! This is wonderful!"

Only a prince could secure her position.

Xuan Lianzi said, "Please focus on nurturing the child. The Prince asked me to inquire, did Your Highness convey those words to the Emperor?"

"I have faithfully conveyed every word," Yang replied. "Now, the Emperor should be wary and won’t allow them to marry as they wish."

A faint smile curved Xuan Lianzi’s lips.

"In that case, the Prince can rest assured."

Yang nodded. "However, please ensure that the Prince prepares several concubines. I fear that unexpected incidents may occur."

Xuan Lianzi bowed and said, "Naturally, the Prince is already prepared."

The two exchanged a knowing glance.

Using another talisman for disguise, Xuan Lianzi left the Biyu Palace, avoiding arousing suspicion.

After all, there were no spies from Ye Siheng in the Biyu Palace, but there were still some outside.

Seated on the noble consort’s seat, Yang appeared serene.

She gently caressed her protruding belly, speaking softly, "My child, as long as you are born safely, you will be the most esteemed person in the Mu Nation."

Soon, a palace maid entered the inner chamber and whispered, "Your Highness, the Emperor has summoned the Second Prince into the palace."

Yang grew even more delighted. "Excellent! The Emperor... the Emperor has chosen Zhenyu!"

The palace maid also smiled.

"Congratulations, Your Highness. The Yang family’s prosperity and honor are within reach."

A hint of satisfaction curved Yang’s lips.

"Although the Sixth Miss’s temperament is fierce, once she is married, she will still have to obey her husband."

And that husband would naturally be her own younger brother.

From now on, the Yang family would receive great assistance.