The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 311 - 310

Chapter 311: Chapter 310

The banquet mainly served to foster relationships among the upper class, and had little to do with Qu Tong.

Halfway through the banquet, Emperor Changxin called Qu Tong to the back garden.

It wasn’t just the two of them; an assistant was present, and other noblewomen were also admiring the flowers in the back garden.

Many cast furtive glances at Emperor Changxin, who seemed quite accustomed to it.

"Earlier than expected?" Qu Tong paused in mid-stroke of a pet and looked up at Emperor Changxin.

"Yes, the experts in the constellation studies have predicted it would be around the end of this month," Emperor Changxin explained patiently, with a slight droop of his eyelids.

"The Grand Marshal has arrived; I must go. I’ll notify you again when the tidal wave fluctuates," Emperor Changxin said with a slight bow before exiting the long pavilion.

Qu Tong was still thinking about the matters of the Dawn Galaxy and did not notice Si Yuting’s sour mood.

By the time she sensed danger, she was already trapped between an arm and the pavilion’s column, in their triangular space.

"Miss Ali has been telling people I’m dead?"

A flicker of uncertainty crossed Qu Tong’s heart, but she kept her composure, her face breaking into a bright smile, "Not at all."

"Is that so?" Si Yuting drew out his words, a thin smile playing on his lips.

Qu Tong blinked, adhering to the principle that less talk meant fewer mistakes.

Watching the young lady’s charming countenance, Si Yuting’s heart softened considerably; how could he bear to blame her?

He sat down next to Qu Tong.

"When will Miss Ali return with me?"

"Not going back."

"Then, withdraw the divorce application?"

"Agree to it first."

"..."

"Then I’ll stay here with you."

Qu Tong turned her head to look at Si Yuting strangely, not having time to say anything before a huge splash arose from the pool outside the pavilion.

Qu Tong was just about to dodge when Si Yuting pulled her into his arms.

The splash fully hit Si Yuting’s back.

Qu Tong lifted her head from Si Yuting’s arms and rolled her eyes, "Grand Marshal, don’t you know how to use a Spirit Power Barrier?"

"Forgot," Si Yuting replied as if he were serious.

Qu Tong stepped back from Si Yuting’s embrace to see that his back was soaked, along with his pants.

The weather wasn’t cold, and Si Yuting was only wearing a shirt.

Moreover, the commotion had already attracted many people here; it was clearly not appropriate to change clothes in public.

Qu Tong went to see what had fallen into the lake.

It wasn’t an object, but a person who could swim and had already climbed up by themselves.

Clinging to the railing of the pavilion as he climbed up.

The man wiped water from his face and looked up, meeting Qu Tong’s gaze.

"Mr. Chi Yue, what a coincidence!" Qu Tong greeted with a smile and a wave of her hand.

"Ah!"

Startled, Chi Yue lost his grip and fell back in, swallowing a few mouthfuls of water.

Guards hurried over and pulled the man out again.

Qu Tong waved to the hurrying assistant and handed him an elixir, "Give this to your sovereign for me, I must be off due to some urgent matters."

The assistant’s demeanor became visibly excited upon seeing the elixir, his voice raised a notch, "Take care, Miss Jun, I’ll have someone escort you back."

Si Yuting’s gaze lingered on that flash of silver, a deep look of contemplation crossing his brow.

"Where are you staying?" Qu Tong asked, looking up slightly.

Si Yuting’s gaze fell, "I’ll go to your place."

Qu Tong: ?

Qu Tong looked at Si Yuting, her expression clear; was that polite of him?

Si Yuting unwaveringly met her gaze, "I just arrived yesterday."

Qu Tong bit her lip, Fine!

"Let’s go."

Si Yuting followed Qu Tong with a subtle smile flickering in the depths of his eyes.

Qu Tong’s quadrangle dwelling wasn’t far from the temporary palace, and Qu Tong took them back there.

Si Yuting surveyed the layout of the house and headed straight for the master bedroom.

A dark line seemed to form on Qu Tong’s forehead as she stepped forward to grab hold of Si Yuting and warned, "This is my room."

"Hmm."

"What do you mean ’hmm’? Keep this up, and I won’t be polite anymore." Qu Tong used her Qingmu menacingly, slightly agitated.

Don’t think she didn’t know, Si Yuting had been deliberately blurring the lines between them since they met.

After a moment of silence, Si Yuting asked, "Then where should I stay?"

"Go to the next room."

*

After Si Yuting had changed, guests arrived at the quadrangle courtyard.

Accompanying them was Rong Chengjue.

The one who had thrown Prince Chi into the lake was none other than Rong Chengjue.

The process had been somewhat theatrical, essentially Prince Chi was bent by Rong Chengjue’s good looks and wanted to have a fling with him.

No wonder Rong Chengjue looked so dark from the moment he entered.

There were surveillance cameras in the garden, so there was no dispute, and the incident of Qu Tong beating up Chi Yue was dealt with by Emperor Changxin as well.

The aide ordered the things Emperor Changxin had rewarded her with to be moved in before leaving.

Qu Tong admired the antique screen without bothering about the two men in the hall.

Si Yuting sat leisurely on the armchair, hands draped on either side, exuding an air of authority, his thin lips parting lightly, "The Cassa Royal Family seems to be in some turmoil recently, doesn’t the Seventh Prince need to return and fight for the succession?"

With one look, Rong Chengjue knew the truth and clenched his teeth, "Grand Marshal Si really has far-reaching influence."

He had thought his plans were well laid out, so how could it have been exposed ahead of time?

"You flatter me," responded Si Yuting with indifference.

"Didn’t expect the Grand Marshal to employ such methods, aren’t you afraid I’ll tell her?"

"You’re welcome to do so," said Si Yuting calmly.

He never denied anything he did, so naturally, he wasn’t afraid of Ali finding out.

Rong Chengjue clenched his fists.

Damn it!

He had to admit that, in terms of power and foundation, he was no match for Si Yuting.

From the very beginning, Si Yuting had been in the advantageous position.

It was Si Yuting who was betrothed to Miss Ali, not him.

Even now, as they were about to divorce, he had the means to get him transferred.

He couldn’t give up the throne because without it, he would have none of the rights to compete.

"I can’t stand him either, putting on airs just because he’s my sister’s legitimate partner? In our Insect Clan, the females can have many mates," a disatisfied voice sounded, and Sai Pu’s provocatively purple figure appeared opposite Rong Chengjue.

"We are human, don’t measure us against your Insect Clan standards," Rong Chengjue scoffed disdainfully, his demeanour agitated.

Sai Pu picked up a grape from the table and started eating, only after finishing did he look at Rong Chengjue again, "When are you planning to leave anyways?"

"What’s it to you?"

Sai Pu snorted, "It’s not a big deal, I can help you. I won’t let that old man win back my sister’s heart."

Rong Chengjue sat next to Sai Pu, and with one glance, he could see that the tattoo on Sai Pu’s neck had faded significantly.

He mocked coldly, "You can’t beat Si Yuting on your own, can you?"

Sai Pu: "Can you?"

Rong Chengjue fell silent, "How would you help?"

"What, just killing a few people? It’s easy for me," Sai Pu responded with contempt.

Qu Tong didn’t know how Si Yuting had done it, but the quadrangle was peaceful once again.

Having spent more time with Sai Pu, she was getting a hold on the patterns of his appearances.

There were distance limitations, he couldn’t pass through walls, he was merely invisible and not teleporting, and his presence caused spiritual fluctuations.

So, from the moment Sai Pu appeared, she knew.

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