After Becoming the Villain Mother-in-Law, I Launch My Redemption Arc Chapter 270: General Zhao, You Really Are Petty

Emperor Jing’s expression was unpredictable; evidently, he also found Zhao Ting sowhat shaless.

Indeed, in this matter, Zhao Ting felt wronged.

But wasn’t he the one who had been wronged the most?

He had the face to ask for compensation; then who would compensate him?

Emperor Jing’s gaze moved to An Guifei, the culprit was right there.

"Changle, it’s not easy for Ah Ting, making such a fuss... Madam Zhao was also frightened, what do you think?" Emperor Jing spoke earnestly.

An Guifei felt sowhat guilty.

"I will open the private treasury and pick sothing for General Zhao and Madam Zhao to calm them," An Guifei said.

Emperor Jing nodded with satisfaction, "This is the right thing to do. There’s another matter, Changle, as a Noble Consort, there are many things you should and can do. Reading storybooks and unofficial histories is not sothing for soone of your status. Shuangxi, later take people to Concubine’s Palace and collect all those harmful storybooks and unofficial histories."

An Guifei widened her eyes, "Your Majesty, I put a lot of thought into collecting those, you can’t—"

Emperor Jing interrupted An Guifei, "Pass my decree, anyone who helps the Noble Consort collect storybooks, if I find out, will be severely punished."

This cut An Guifei’s thoughts from the source.

If it weren’t for reading too many of those storybooks and unofficial histories, how could such a scandal have happened, how embarrassing!

Fortunately, the matter was resolved within a small scope, otherwise, if it escalated, wouldn’t he, as the emperor, lose face?

An Guifei’s heart was bleeding, those were her treasures!

"Alright, I still have so morials unfinished, you may all withdraw now." Emperor Jing sent them away.

At the mont, no matter whose face he looked at, he felt stifled.

Out of the Imperial Study Room, An Guifei caught up with Zhao Ting and ng Yao, and solemnly apologized to them again, "General Zhao, Sister ng, this matter was all my fault, causing a misunderstanding for you, I feel truly uncomfortable."

Zhao Ting kept a stony face, saying nothing.

He couldn’t scold, but he could ignore.

"The Noble Consort didn’t an it," ng Yao said.

"Can we still be friends in the future?" An Guifei asked.

"As long as the Noble Consort is willing," ng Yao replied.

An Guifei laughed happily, "Of course I am willing. General Zhao, there’s no one better in the world than Sister ng, General Zhao, cherish your fortune! Sister ng, if he bullies you in the future, tell and I’ll back you up."

As a Noble Consort, she still had such authority.

"As long as the Noble Consort doesn’t cause trouble, I am content." Zhao Ting replied mildly.

"General Zhao, you’re so petty!" An Guifei snorted, "But, whether you’re petty or not, I don’t care, I’m not trying to befriend you anyway."

With that, An Guifei placed her hand on the arm of a palace maid and walked away arrogantly.

ng Yao pushed Zhao Ting, following behind the little eunuch, walking slowly towards the palace gate.

At ho, Zhao Ting groaned about his shoulder pain.

ng Yao felt guilty, earlier, she hadn’t attacked him too hard, but she did use so force, and she struck an acupoint, which was particularly painful.

"I’ll apply dicine for you and give it a massage," ng Yao said.

When one makes a mistake, it’s a mistake, she wouldn’t avoid it, nor be coy.

"It hurts, it really hurts, Ah Yao, can you be gentler?" Zhao Ting coquettishly demanded.

"If I don’t massage it out, it’ll hurt even more tomorrow," ng Yao replied.

"Gently massage it for a longer ti, it’ll still work," Zhao Ting suggested.

"Alright." ng Yao agreed.

What else could she do since she hit him?

What happened next really opened ng Yao’s eyes—

During als, Zhao Ting wouldn’t pick up the chopsticks or lift the bowl, sighing, "The shoulder pain makes it hard to even lift my arm, I might as well starve."

ng Yao: ...

She chose not to argue with him.

"I’ll feed you," ng Yao said.

"This isn’t right, even if I don’t eat for a al, it’s nothing. How could I let Ah Yao work so hard?" Zhao Ting said.

He was taking advantage of the situation, even asking for tea!

"Sure, even three to five days without eating won’t starve you," ng Yao said, "So for the next three to five days, I won’t make food for you when I cook, to avoid waste."

Others at the table kept their heads down, shoveling rice into their mouths, afraid they’d burst out laughing.

"I should eat, a strong person can go without eating for three to five days, but I’m injured, and starving could worsen my condition, which would trouble Ah Yao even more," Zhao Ting gave himself a way out.

A true man can bend and stretch, it’s no big deal.

As for Emperor Jing, despite pondering it over and over, he couldn’t disperse his frustration, so he imdiately gathered a group of people and sent them to the dical School.

He also issued an order that results must be seen within three months, or else Lu Luoxing would be held accountable.

Upon hearing this, ng Yao mused that emperors are quite petty too; they couldn’t get over such a small issue and had to reclaim their dignity.

ng Yao began to busy herself.

Emperor Jing’s grand gesture wasn’t without benefits.

At least, it motivated a group to enroll.

Following ng Yao’s advice, Lu Luoxing categorized these people and arranged courses based on their displayed talents.

This left Zhao Ting distressed.

Originally, he took advantage of his injury to fiercely assert his presence in front of Ah Yao. While Ah Yao seed calm, Zhao Ting was convinced that her thoughts would definitely change.

But now that the dical School was keeping her busy, Ah Yao was out early and late, leaving little ti for the two to et.

This couldn’t continue, Zhao Ting contemplated and ca up with an idea. He went to the palace, and when he left, he had an extra token in his hand, the Head of Security at the dical School.

If the mountain won’t co to , I’ll go to the mountain.

This way, they’ll leave together, go to the dical School together, and return ho together. Wouldn’t there be many opportunities for communication?

The dical School was thriving, and Steward Lu couldn’t sit still. Although there weren’t many enrollnts yet, it seed like the emperor intended to continuously send people, aiming to ensure the military was equipped with enough military doctors.

Moreover, from the looks of it, the first batches were selected from soldiers, and subsequently, people would be recruited from the civilian population.

Those who completed their studies and excelled could choose to go to the military. If they did, they would receive official positions, albeit minor ones, but they would receive salaries from the Court every month.

Of course, this decision hasn’t been officially announced yet, Steward Lu knew through his own channels.

Once announced, the dical School would firmly establish its footing.

As the initiator, Lu Luoxing would reap imasurable benefits, both overt and covert.

By then, wanting to control the Lu Family would be even more challenging.

Therefore, the urgent task is to ensure the dical School doesn’t run smoothly.

At the sa ti, he must continue to woo ng Yao, whose abilities are considerable. If she could be used, Lu Luoxing would be nothing to fear.