"I didn’t forget, little fool."
He hurriedly clung to her slender waist, gently patting her back in comfort, "Even if one day I go first, I’ll definitely wait for you down there. If I can’t wait for you, how can I walk the Yellow River Road at ease by myself?"
"Haha..."
Su Pan’er laughed inexplicably, the tears in her eyes staining his clothes, "If others hear what you’ve said, they would think you’re cursing ! Hehe..."
"How could I bear to!"
Qin Yi gently caressed her back, how could he bear to curse her?
She is his life!
No, she is important to him even more than his own life.
"Alright then! I want to ask you, are you planning to go confront Qin Feimo at the Duke’s Mansion next? Say it, say it!"
Su Pan’er, poking his chest with her finger, pressing him for an answer.
A flash of surprise crossed Qin Yi’s eyes, but after a mont of silence, he nodded.
"Right, let’s wait a bit longer. Once I’ve arranged your and Little Yanyan’s retreat, I’ll go and resign."
Resign, and return to his hotown.
He feels utterly depressed at this mont.
His fervor can’t withstand a stab in the back! Nor can it erase the thorn deeply buried in his heart.
In that case, he might as well not be an official!
He would take his wife and child and find a peaceful place to live, where they can live happily ever after.
Su Pan’er laughed, her smile was relaxed, "Good, you must promise , when you go to resign, rember to bring with you. I also have so things to say to him."
She needed to settle so accounts with him!
"Don’t worry, there is plenty of ti."
Qin Yi responded to her.
He was waiting for the perfect opportunity!
Qin Yi was waiting for the opportunity to resign to the little emperor, and Lui Muyi, who was temporarily staying in the Warm Pavilion, was also waiting for an explanation.
At this mont, Lui Muyi was sitting in a carved redwood chair, his arms resting on the armrests, his fingers tapping lightly on it, his face expressionless as he stared at Su Xian’er across from him.
Su Xian’er was kneeling in front of him, her small body knelt straight, occasionally stealing a glance at Lui Muyi’s expression, then quickly lowered her head.
"Are you not going to say anything?"
After who knows how long, Lui Muyi finally broke the silence.
Su Xian’er clenched her teeth, "What do I say?"
"Talk about when you beca so bold, when you learned to pay lip service, and what devious ideas are you brewing in your mind?"
It seed like Lui Muyi was running out of patience.
"What devious ideas can I play?"
Su Xian’er looked at him curiously, then imdiately put on a mocking face, "I saw my fourth sister today and I was happy. Why does everything I do look wrong in your eyes? If you like her so much, why don’t you just take her? Are you a man? Other than bullying a weak woman, what else can you do?"
Smash!
Lui Muyi flapped his hand, and the tea cup on the table fell to the floor.
"Shut up!"
He yelled sharply, standing up suddenly, squinting at her, "Who do you think you are? You are nothing more than sothing I, Lui Muyi, bought with money! Before we got married, I told you, it’s a fair deal! I gave you the wealth and luxury you wanted, and fed you with the best food and clothes. Now you’re becoming greedier and forgetting your original intention. Be careful lest you truly provoke , I have many ways to make you want to die, but can’t!"
The words he spat out were like skin-scraping steel knives, every puncture piercing Su Xian’er’s pounding heart, drenched in blood.
The pain made it impossible for her to breathe!
She bitterly smiled in her heart, loving soone she shouldn’t have loved, it was her own lowly mistake, handing over her own heart to be trampled upon.
Alone on a cold bed under an empty canopy, she deserved it!
"I...I didn’t do anything!"
Su Xian’er defiantly stuck out her chest.
"If you really did anything, could you still be sitting here comfortably?"
Lui Muyi got up: "In a few days, Nanny Hui will take you away to learn so manners before returning you here, so it saves this young lord from taking you out and losing face!"
Having said that, he strode into the inner room.
"You... how can you be so heartless..."
At this mont, Su Xian’er was truly scared!
Who was Nanny Hui?
She was going to learn manners from the madam of a brothel? If this got out, how could she face anybody?
"Lui Muyi, you heartless... I curse you, curse you to never die a good death, curse you to never get the woman you love in your life! I curse you..."
After Mrs. Hwa, the wife of State Duke Hua, went back, she summoned several imperial physicians.
These physicians were all for treating Marquis Zhenguo. Each ca spiritedly but during the dical examination, their brows furrowed. When they left the residence, they incessantly sighed.
Soon, nurous rumors about Marquis Zhenguo erged.
The rumors were abuzz, spreading like wildfire everywhere.
The most talked about was Marquis Zhenguo’s current injury. Rumor had it that Marquis Zhenguo was now bedridden, no longer able to walk. This marquis, who was created on horseback, was feared to be in grave danger!
Many more people were thoroughly disappointed with the behavior of the Little Emperor, plus the current disappearance of the Little Emperor had individuals scrambling to find a way out.
The Marquis Zhenguo’s Residence, however, remained ominously quiet, not even hinting at the possibility of clearing up the rumors!
After the Longtaitou Festival in February, the gate of Marquis Zhenguo’s residence which had been quiet for a long ti finally opened. A carriage quietly rushed out of the residence of Marquis Zhenguo and headed straight to the Duke’s Mansion.
In an instant, countless eyes were set on the Duke’s Mansion, quietly waiting for the situation to unfold.
Qin Yi chose this mont to visit the Duke’s Mansion. The date was carefully chosen, deliberately set on the eve of Ye Han withdrawing his troops and returning to the Imperial Court.
Ye Han personally led the battle against Prince Zhan’s Great Army, after many days of bitter struggle, he ca back in defeat.
The reason for the defeat was laughable: shortage of food and dicine, zero support from the Imperial Court, and even a lot of rebel generals slowing them down within his military. The fact he held out for a few months was already comndable!
Qin Yi had truly experienced this kind of hardship before. Luckily back then, he had Pan’er’s full support and united hearts, which led to a decisive victory in the Hezhong Battle.
The carriage slowly drove into the Duke’s Mansion and stopped.
Qin Yi gave Su Pan’er’s hand a pat, the two of them exchanged a smile, and then with her help, he got up from the carriage.
The Duke’s Mansion was grand, flanked by rows of knife-wielding guards. Each looked majestic and imposing, carrying a confrontational air as if they would draw their swords at a word.
Su Pan’er, supporting Qin Yi, slowly moved forward. Qin Yi hobbled along, each step taken with the help of his crutch.
They slowly entered the main hall.
Mrs. Hwa, the wife of State Duke Hua, was sitting at the top of the main hall. She watched with a cold face as the two of them slowly entered and knelt before her.
She didn’t rush to greet them, but slowly took a look at the two of them: "We’re all family here, there’s no need for these formalities. Marquis of Zhenguo’s legs and feet are inconvenient, you should sit down and rest."
Saying this, she ordered her servants to arrange seats for them.
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