The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 331 - 330 Banquet Invitation

Chapter 331: Chapter 330 Banquet Invitation

Old Yuan continued on his path, his attitude cold, "Say it again."

Having delivered the Emperor’s message, Si Yuting didn’t insist further and opened his light computer to reply to Qu Tong’s messages.

Qu Tong: "Your Highness, I’m at Stia Manor."

Si Yuting: "Mm, I’ll come over right away."

Qu Tong replied quickly from the other end, "Your Highness, you say that you’re so rich, what kind of wife can’t you marry?"

Si Yuting took the opportunity to earnestly educate on marriage law, "Canaan Empire implements monogamy, and bigamy is a criminal offense."

There was a pause of over ten seconds before Qu Tong replied with six dots.

After a while, another message popped up, "Then Your Highness, this marriage is quite a loss for you. What enters my pocket is mine, hahaha."

An emoticon with hands on hips was attached.

Si Yuting unconsciously smiled at the thought of his little wife’s eyes turning into gold coins like a money-grubber.

"No loss. It’s all yours."

Si Yuting was called away by Principal Wei while on the way.

By the time he returned to Stia Manor, his little wife had already fallen asleep on the bed, face down, and he worried whether she might be suffocating.

The air still carried a faint aroma of alcohol, the rich and mellow Romani.

There were also over a dozen unsigned invitation cards laid out on the table.

Qu Tong wasn’t sleeping deeply, and she sat up as soon as Si Yuting sat down by the bed.

Although her eyes were still bright, her cheeks were tinged with a light flush.

Si Yuting gently tidied Qu Tong’s disheveled hair, his gaze soft, "Drunk?"

"Not at all." Qu Tong’s response was very decisive.

However, she "plop" fell into the bathtub while turning to wash up.

Si Yuting knocked on the door from outside, a hint of anxiety in his voice, "Ali, what happened?"

Qu Tong choked on a couple of gulps of water, her wet hair clinging to the edge as she surfaced, yelling, "I’m fine!"

The bathtub was too large, and she hadn’t gotten used to it, slipping on her feet.

Qu Tong cursed herself internally for being so pathetic.

But it seemed like she had twisted her ankle.

And she no longer felt like soaking.

She cleaned up in a few moments and hobbled out.

Si Yuting helplessly helped her dry her hair and applied medicine to her.

Si Yuting’s large palm was warm, and he massaged with just the right pressure; combined with Qu Tong’s own tiredness from the day, she soon grew drowsy.

Si Yuting placed Qu Tong’s foot back under the blanket, his eyes masking a hidden sharpness, "I’ll sleep in the next room. Call me if you need anything."

Qu Tong lifted her heavy eyelids slightly but couldn’t keep them up, and mumbled a few words that weren’t very clear.

*

The banquet arrangements were handled by the Empress and Butler Chi, Qu Tong only needed to understand the process.

Si Yuting was busy, and Qu Tong did not inquire about his work.

The Empress gave her over a dozen celebration banquet invitations to distribute to her friends, with instructions to get more from Butler Chi if needed.

Qu Tong checked the invitation list, most with family backgrounds were included.

The banquet was for her and Si Yuting, so naturally, she could invite whoever she wanted.

Qu Tong opened the Champion team group chat, which she hadn’t used in a while, and asked, "There’s a celebration banquet at Stia in two days, you guys coming?"

The message was sent, and Fei Wenxing and Cheng Yao were the first to reply.

Cheng Yao: "Sister Tong, you’re back on Capital Star!!"

Fei Wenxing: "Sister Tong, long time no see, I’ve really missed you!"

Cheng Yao: "[Come on, you have to come!]"

Fei Wenxing: "[The day after tomorrow, Saturday, I’m free!]"

The two set off virtual fireworks in the group chat.

One message after another also brought the others out.

Song Ke: "[My family has already received the invitation, and if nothing unexpected happens, we will attend.]"

Xu An: "[On my way back to Capital Star.]"

Fei Wenxing: "[Since everyone is around, it’s a great chance to meet up, the day after tomorrow, don’t miss out!]"

Cheng Yao: "[Sister Tong, when did you get back?]"

Fei Wenxing replied for Qu Tong: "[The day before yesterday, I saw my idol’s aircraft.]"

Fei Wenxing: "[Right? Sister Tong.]"

Qu Tong confirmed with a positive response.

Then they started discussing her and Si Yuting’s matter, with Fei Wenxing and Cheng Yao being the most enthusiastic about gossiping.

Cheng Yao: "[Sister Tong, you and your idol have made up, right? I saw in the video that you attended the peace talk with him.]"

Fei Wenxing: "[Yeah, Sister Tong, what exactly happened? Is it still possible to delete the posts on the Star Network?]"

Qu Tong just replied with "[You will know tomorrow.]"

Qu Tong left the group chat, and Rong Yueqing sent her a private message, saying she was busy these days.

Qu Tong, having not met the beautiful Yueqing since returning from the Cangling Empire, made a direct call to her.

"What’s keeping the beautiful Yueqing so busy?" Qu Tong asked in a teasing tone.

Rong Yueqing’s voice was soft and gentle: "My brother is having surgery."

Qu Tong asked curiously, "What surgery is your brother having?"

Could it be that his conscience finally caught up to him?

"Um..." Rong Yueqing hesitated, glancing at Rong Chengjue beside her.

Rong Chengjue indifferently shifted his gaze to the window.

Rong Yueqing knew this meant Rong Chengjue wasn’t objecting.

Perhaps her brother was already humiliated enough in front of the Prince’s Consort, so he didn’t care about a little more disgrace.

Then she stepped into a cubicle to explain to Qu Tong.

It turned out that as a clone, Rong Chengjue had a code on the back of his neck. This code was made with special technology and couldn’t be washed off. Even if the flesh was gouged out and healed, the scab might still show traces of the code.

It would take the combination of the Beauty Holy Medicine and the Snowmark Flower to have a chance of complete removal.

The Kasa Empire forbade this surgery, which is why Rong Chengjue chose the Canaan Empire, as only the Central Hospital in the Canaan Empire had this technology.

After hearing this, Qu Tong subconsciously looked at her own left wrist. Where the sky-blue mark was, there had once been a string of tiny numbers, representing the 1001st test subject.

But later it was covered by Qingmu’s mark and wasn’t carried over after her rebirth.

"I really don’t understand what my brother is thinking, insisting on getting rid of it. The surgery is so dangerous; one wrong move and you could end up in a vegetative state, would all the hard work we’ve done be for naught?"

"My brother’s identity is well known by most, and now no one dares to say anything, so why take the risk," Rong Yueqing mumbled in confusion.

"Everyone cares about different things," Qu Tong casually consoled.

She could guess one of the reasons: those who had suffered in childhood always want to escape the shadows of the past and strive to change any traces left on them.

It might not be about proving something to others, but rather not wanting to be reminded of that painful and humiliating past.

In some ways, she and Rong Chengjue had similar experiences—confined and tortured, born without their own lives.

However, she found salvation and escaped her suffering with help, leaving her with a bit of warmth for the world.

But Rong Chengjue probably didn’t. He had made it to where he was entirely on his own.

So Qu Tong advised: "With so many Shadow Guards around your brother, you won’t be much help there, why don’t you take a day off to have fun? You can go take care of him the second day, it’s all the same, right?"

"The banquet is jointly hosted by the Imperial Palace and the Drunken Star River, there should be plenty of food to suit your taste."