Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent! Chapter 1225 - 1225 1225 You Don't Understand

1225: Chapter 1225: You Don’t Understand 1225: Chapter 1225: You Don’t Understand The Emperor signaled for everyone in the room to leave, and Prince Liang lay weakly, “Father Emperor.”

The Emperor rose and sat by the bed, reaching out to pull away the blanket, his thin left hand touching the bandaged wound, “Does it hurt?”

Prince Liang, “…

It hurts.”

If Zhang Yang’s dagger had been longer, it would have directly pierced his heart.

The Emperor withdrew his hand, “I don’t think it hurts.”

Prince Liang’s heart raced, his head bowed, his scattered hair covering all emotions, his voice wavering, “It hurts a lot.”

The Emperor stood up, “Since it was your choice, there’s nothing I wish to say, just live well in the future.”

Prince Liang was certain now, Father Emperor knew he had deliberately not dodged, knew he had intentionally gotten injured, “Son.”

The Emperor interrupted, “Just focus on healing.”

He had only co to confirm, now that he had confird, there was nothing else he wanted to say.

Prince Liang heard the door close, then slowly raised his head; his martial skills were no less than the Crown Prince’s, yet he had never shown his true capability, the Crown Prince didn’t know, Zhang Yang ambushed him, he could have dodged it, but his mind stopped his body from moving, taking a stab, only avoiding vital spots.

Prince Liang knew all his actions were rembered by the Crown Prince, now that the Father Emperor was alive, the Crown Prince repeatedly pressed him, always harboring a grudge, from the play-acting with several brothers, only he had the largest controversy, he knew, the Crown Prince’s grudge hadn’t dissipated.

This injury weakened him fundantally—it was to collaborate with Zhang Yang for the Crown Prince’s sake, even if it couldn’t smooth out the Crown Prince’s grudge, but his weakness would continuously remind the Crown Prince of his rit.

Prince Liang knew Father Emperor wouldn’t tell the Crown Prince, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, this was the paternal love his Father Emperor showed him, he truly was in pain, extrely weak upon waking, and soon closed his eyes again, but this ti he slept very soundly.

At Zhou’s residence, before Zhou Shuren could dismount the carriage, Steward Ding was already waiting, Steward Ding grinned upon seeing that the master was indeed uninjured, “Amitabha.”

News traveled fast in Zhou’s family, knowing that many ministers were injured today, seeing the master unscathed not only reassured the master himself but also the servants could only be at ease upon seeing their master safe.

Before Zhou Shuren could ask, Steward answered, “Your wife is all well.”

Zhou Shuren paused, swallowed his initial question, then asked, “…

Is everything well within the residence?”

The steward replied, “All is well, Mr.

Hou took away Mrs.

Hou and the children an hour ago.”

He was shocked at the ti, wasn’t Mr.

Hou executed?

How could he still be alive, even leading troops, they dared not open the gate initially, until the old master spoke, only then did he learn that Mr.

Hou had not died, it was all arranged by the Emperor.

Zhou Shuren humd in acknowledgnt, having reached the main courtyard, as soon as he entered the courtyard he saw his wife standing at the doorway, clasping his Jade Pendant, quickly approaching, then twirled twice in front of his wife, “You see, I am completely uninjured, safely returned.”

Zhulan finally smiled, “I knew you would co back safe.”

Zhou Shuren chuckled, he wouldn’t expose how much his wife worried about him, pulling her by the hand inside, “It’s also raining, chilly outside, you must not have eaten much today worrying about .”

Zhulan truly hadn’t been able to eat, and upon his ntion, her stomach grumbled loudly.

Zhou Shuren laughed aloud, “I, I haven’t eaten today, with swords and shadows in the morning, busy in the afternoon, now my stomach is completely empty.”

Zhulan didn’t believe Zhou Shuren was hungry, he just wanted to comfort her, the glint of swords and shadows surely ant blood, it was strange for a husband to have an appetite, “Let’s have so soup, I don’t much feel like eating either.”

Zhou Shuren thought for a mont, “A vegetable soup will do.”

Zhulan nodded, “Change out of this official robe, after the soup, take a bath, and rest.”

Zhou Shuren didn’t let go of her hand, in front of others he was Mr.

Zhou, the Emperor’s confidant, he couldn’t show any fear or timidity, but once ho, in front of his wife, he didn’t need to hide, today was full of upheaval, he was frightened.

The Zhou family breathed a sigh of relief upon knowing that father had returned, and thus felt at ease to discuss today’s events.

In the main house, Elder Zhou asked his son, “Does your grandfather know about today’s events?”

Mingyun replied, “Yes, grandmother knew that Lord Rong was not dead, so grandfather surely knew about the Emperor’s plan.”

Though Elder Zhou didn’t know about the fighting within the Palace, he was aware of the news, having learned that blood-stained water was flowing out of the Palace, “Your grandfather has it tough, it’s a pity that your dad lacks capability.

When you grow up, you must help your grandfather more.”

Bad luck and minor injuries were the least, Elder Zhou dared not think what would happen if his father were gone.

Mingyun stood at the door, watching the relentless heavy rain, thinking, yes, grandfather has been holding up the Zhou family on his own, how exhausting, it’s a pity that he’s still young.

In the second house, Chang Yi and his wife talked worriedly before he said, “Father will advance further, to Minister of Revenue.”

Mrs.

Zhao, holding her belly since she felt so disturbances in her pregnancy today, was surprised, “Really?”

“Father already has significant control over the Ministry of Revenue.

Whatever role father played in this, he is bound to ascend even higher.”

Minister of Revenue, truly a high echelon of power.

Chang Yi walked excitedly back and forth.

Mrs.

Zhao admired the eunuch, “This is indeed what father deserves.”

In the fourth house, Chang Zhi lay on a couch, still talking about what he saw upon returning, “There were also many bloodstains on the streets of the capital, with squads of soldiers patrolling.”

Su Xuan had sent servants to gather information and whispered, “The Yao family was executed for treason offenses, and it is said that many corpses were cleared.”

Chang Zhi didn’t know whether it was the coolness in the house due to the rain or sothing else that gave him a chill down his spine, “Fourth Uncle was very pleased today.”

Su Xuan thought to herself, how could he not be happy when a great revenge had been exacted?

In the main courtyard, Zhulan and her husband had soup and ate a few bites of noodles, neither of them could eat much.

Zhulan said, “The attack on the island today, I don’t know if Rongchuan and Yang Wen were injured.”

There she goes again, worrying.

Zhou Shuren asserted, “Rongchuan surely had no chance to disembark, the Emperor cherishes him too much to allow him to be in danger.

Yang Wen is good at martial arts, I heard in the Palace that the Crown Prince intended to bomb first.

Since they started with a bombardnt, it should be safer.”

Zhulan sighed in relief, “That’s good, as long as he’s safe.”

Zhou Shuren smiled, “Rongchuan’s identity has been exposed, now we just wait for his return.”

Zhulan ntioned, “Our daughter doesn’t know yet.”

Zhou Shuren replied, “Let’s talk about it tomorrow, today everyone needs to rest well.”

Zhulan humd in agreent, the rain was still falling, listening to the sound seed to help forget all the terrifying mories.

The bloody images in Zhou Shuren’s mind disappeared.

Unconsciously, Zhulan heard her husband’s light snoring; he had been tightly strung up all day.

At sea, on a ship, Rongchuan’s eyelid kept twitching.

Yang Wen called out to his cousin-in-law, startling Rongchuan, who turned around and scolded, “Why aren’t you resting properly, and coming out here instead?”

Wrapped in bandages from today’s perilous traps and having his arm grazed by an arrow, Yang Wen said, “Just a scratch.

Cousin-in-law, why do you look troubled?”

Rongchuan replied, “I have a bad feeling.”

Yang Wen asked, “Huh?”

Rongchuan responded, “You wouldn’t understand.”