The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 830 - 830 384 Spousal Abuse Scum (two updates)

Chapter 830: 384 Spousal Abuse Scum (two updates) Chapter 830: 384 Spousal Abuse Scum (two updates) “So it turns out that the Imperial Edict also involves the Consort Jing,” Gu Jiao suddenly realized, “No wonder she stole and hid the Imperial Edict.”

Xiao Liulang hmm’ed in agreement, “One to save her own life, the other to hold on to her last trump card.”

Gu Jiao propped her cheeks with her hands, pondering, “Uncle’s wife will never be threatened by anyone, even if she really brought out the Imperial Edict and said, ‘If you don’t agree to my terms, I will make this Imperial Edict public and perish together with you,’ Uncle’s wife would not comply. So…”

Xiao Liulang nodded, “So her most dangerous move would be to truly perish together with Uncle’s wife.”

Gu Jiao slapped her hand on the table, “That wicked woman!”

Watching her flustered little appearance, although it might not have been appropriate, a hint of a smile still flickered across the bottom of Xiao Liulang’s eyes.

Of course, thinking of Uncle’s wife’s predicament, his smile quickly faded away.

Having seen the Imperial Edict when he was a child, and considering it was not something he paid much attention to at the time, that memory had long been submerged in the river of his memories.

If it weren’t for Gu Chengfeng bringing it up this time, he might never have revisited that part of his memories in his entire life.

“We need to steal the Imperial Edict back.” They couldn’t let Consort Jing hold such a time bomb in her hands. Gu Jiao didn’t care whether Consort Jing lived or died, but Uncle’s wife couldn’t be dragged down to hell with her.

Xiao Liulang said, “Before that, don’t push her too hard to avoid her taking rash actions and destroying both Uncle’s wife and herself in a moment of impulse.”

“Mm.” Gu Jiao finally understood what her husband meant by not taking any rash actions in the note. Given Consort Jing’s current state, it was indeed not suitable to provoke her further.

This woman had already gone mad—who knew what she would do in a fit of rage.

“Sigh.” Gu Jiao sighed.

She crossed her hands on the table, her little head drooping down and resting on the back of her hands.

Xiao Liulang couldn’t resist, and lifted his hand to touch her fuzzy little head, “It won’t be too long.”

“Mm!” Gu Jiao nodded.

She trusted him.

Trusted him to the extent that she didn’t need to ask what his plan was.

“Speaking of which…” She straightened her small body thoughtfully.

Xiao Liulang quietly withdrew his hand, the soft touch of her hair still lingering in his palm; his fingertips gently caressed it.

Gu Jiao didn’t notice his nostalgic gesture; she looked at him with puzzlement and said, “What kind of person was the late Emperor? Why did he want Uncle’s wife and Consort Jing to be buried with him?”

Xiao Liulang paused, his first instinct was that the Emperor wanted to keep his legacy through his son, but then he wasn’t sure if that was really the case.

He found it difficult to describe what kind of emperor the late Emperor was. He had passed away before Xiao Liulang was born. All his knowledge of the late Emperor came from written records and some rumors he had heard.

But judging by the arrangements the late Emperor made before his death, he was a resourceful man.

Having the Empress Dowager and Consort Jing buried with him might be because he saw the influence these two women had on the new Emperor, fearing that external families would rule the court, or perhaps the late Emperor had other plans.

The thoughts of an emperor are deeper than the ocean—who can truly fathom them?

For instance, he couldn’t understand why Princess Xinyang would also have members of the Dragon Shadow Guard under her command?

In the end, Xiao Liulang could only say to Gu Jiao, “Someday, the truth will come to light.”

He didn’t say he didn’t know. Of course, he didn’t know, but if she wanted to know, he would find the answer.

Xiao Liulang looked out at the endless night, “It’s late, you should go back and rest.”

Gu Jiao nodded, “Mm, then I will come to see you again tomorrow night.”

Xiao Liulang watched her and did not refuse, “Alright.”

After Gu Jiao had left, Xiao Liulang extinguished the lamp and lay on the rather sparse bedchamber. The box of pastries that Gu Jiao had Gu Chengfeng bring for him lay quiet on the nightstand.

The night was silent, but his thoughts were far from calm.

Someone unobediently darted around his mind, and it took him great effort to regain control over his own thoughts.

He began to ponder about the Imperial Edict.

The Imperial Edict was left by the late Emperor, and even the current Emperor must abide by it; although the Empress Dowager and the Liu family wield immense power, they have not yet reached the point where they can defy the late Emperor’s last wishes.

As a woman of the Imperial Harem, the Empress Dowager did too many things that defied conventional morality, the foremost being her regency.

The reason those loyal to the late Emperor did not oppose the Empress Dowager was firstly that she indeed had means to suppress them, and secondly because during the last days of the late Emperor’s reign he was too ill to attend court. With the Liu family’s ambitious schemes, the late Emperor had no choice but to employ a strategy to keep them at bay—appointing the righteous and virtuous Empress as the Regent.

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