My Husband is a Scion

Qin Xi, the daughter of a prime minister, was proficient in all the arts, from music and chess to calligraphy and painting. She had a bright future ahead of her, but no one expected the Emperor to ...

The sorrows of a traveler are hard to dispel, and the affairs of the world are unpredictable. (4 shuhaige.net)

As soon as they arrived at the front hall, they saw Minister Lu waving to them anxiously, "Come quickly."

Qin Xi then realized that not only was Minister Lu there, but also her father and Lu Chuan, all dressed in official robes, as if they had just come from the palace.

What happened?

Qin Qi composed himself and sat down with Lu Huai as a subordinate.

"Changjue, Yizhi, listen carefully." Minister Lu placed one hand on the table and the other on his knee. He exchanged a glance with Qin Wen, sighed, and said, "Something has happened in the palace."

In the palace?

Qin Qi frowned, feeling very puzzled, but wisely refrained from asking further questions.

Qin Wenxiang pressed his temples, looking somewhat tired. "On the way back to the manor, I received an imperial edict summoning officials to the palace. Besides us, there were several other people."

Qin Qi nodded.

"After entering the palace, I discovered it wasn't His Majesty's decree, but rather that of the Imperial Concubine." Speaking of this, Qin Wenxiang felt a headache coming on. No matter what, this matter shouldn't have been Concubine Qin's concern. Even if His Majesty couldn't convey the message, there was still the Empress in charge; why was she getting involved?

Qin Qi's eyes widened slightly. "Auntie?"

Qin Wenxiang: "That's right. The Imperial Concubine conveyed His Majesty's decree, summoning us to the palace and giving us some instructions."

Lu Huai frowned. "Why didn't His Majesty convey the message himself?"

"This is the most important thing. You all need to keep your mouths shut. Butler, go and close the door." Minister Lu said sternly, and the butler wisely left after closing the door.

"Your Majesty..." Seeing the door close, Minister Lu frowned and said, "He suffered a cerebral infarction."

Cerebral infarction?

Qin Xi was taken aback; that was no good illness. If it got serious, not only would the person become delirious, but they would also lose the ability to speak clearly.

With Emperor Yuming now suffering from this illness, I fear the Yu Kingdom is about to descend into chaos.

"No one is to tell anyone about this. I'm telling you this so you can behave yourselves these days and not get into any trouble." He said sternly. "Especially you, Changjue and Yizhi, keep him in check and don't let him go out and cause trouble."

Qin Xi nodded, both amused and exasperated, "Daughter-in-law understands."

"Yes, go back." Minister Lu waved his hand.

After seeing Qin Wenxiang off, Qin Xi returned to the courtyard with Lu Huai. After everything that had happened, the two of them had lost their romantic feelings.

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The fourth prince sat in his study, staring blankly at the box on the table.

Slowly unrolled, inside was a roll of fine Xuan paper with four characters written in a bold and ancient script.

When you see a virtuous person, you think of a place to live.

The fourth prince gently stroked the calligraphy and painting, and smiled self-deprecatingly. He was intelligent from a young age; he could recite poems at the age of three and write a thousand characters at the age of five with a very high accuracy rate. Even his father, the emperor, once praised him for his intelligence.

But ever since he stopped attending school at the age of seven and met Qin Xi, who was waiting for Qin Wenxiang, in the Imperial Garden, he has never been able to write those four characters correctly again.

Seeing a virtuous person makes one yearn for a place to live...

The fourth prince clenched his fists. He and Qin Qi had known each other since childhood. "The boy rode a bamboo horse and played with green plums around the bed" should be the description of the two of them. She should be his wife... not that useless good-for-nothing Lu Huai!

So what if we're married? My little sister Qi must be his!

The fourth prince suddenly curled the corners of his mouth, took out a package from the drawer, and laughed without warning.

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The next morning, a bright yellow imperial edict shattered the pre-dawn tranquility. No one knew what had happened; all they knew was that the person sitting in the court was not Emperor Yuming, but…