Chapter 202 You are mine, no one can take you away

The hall was quiet. Xiao Jinghe was reviewing memorials while Yu Qinghuan sat beside him, glancing at them from time to time. He had thought that these memorials should all be about important court affairs, but it turned out that most of them were a mess.

"The Minister of Personnel has submitted a report that the Minister of War recently married a woman from Baihua Tower as a concubine. I'm afraid her conduct may be unbecoming and unfit for her position. I sincerely hope you will deal with her accordingly."

Xiao Jinghe wrote a dissenting motion, "A few years ago, the Minister of Personnel fell off his carriage while drinking and broke his buttocks. The Minister of War made a big fuss about it, causing him great disgrace. He still remembers it and spends every day trying to find fault with him to avenge his loss."

Yu Qinghuan suddenly realized that this Minister of Personnel was really not serious. He did not report state affairs properly, which was a waste of memorials.

She picked up the recently annotated book next to her and read, "Chen Wenwu, the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy, favored his concubine over his wife, causing her to have a miscarriage. Such a despicable man has brought disgrace to the court and is unworthy of his position."

Next, Xiao Jinghe has approved and reprimanded Chen Wenwu, ordering him to sell his concubines and demoting him to a lower position.

Xiao Jinghe: "Chen Wenwu's wife is the daughter of Marquis Anxin. She had a miscarriage a while ago. I heard that the couple are getting a divorce recently."

Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, "Marquis An Xin?"

She had never heard of such a marquis in the capital.

Seeing her puzzled expression, Xiao Jinghe explained, "Marquis Anxin and his wife, along with their three sons, died for their country ten years ago, leaving only their daughter. Chen Wenwu married an orphan girl who was already engaged for fame, and then blamed her for not being able to help him in his official career. What a mean man."

Yu Qinghuan was surprised, "How do you know everything so clearly?"

This can be considered as a secret of the inner house!

Xiao Jinghe put down the wolf hair brush in his hand, took Yu Qinghuan's hand, and looked at her with deep eyes, "I am the prince, nothing can be hidden from me."

For example, after Yu Qinghuan moved to the new house, he had no idea who had visited and who had stayed overnight.

Not saying it out loud doesn’t mean you don’t care, but rather that you know clearly what you want and there’s no need to let these little things affect your future.

With a "click", the memorial in his hand fell on the table. Yu Qinghuan lowered his eyes and quickly withdrew his hand, picked up the memorial and put it away, laughed dryly twice, and picked up another memorial in embarrassment.

"The royal heir has withered. Your Highness the Crown Prince is no longer young and should shoulder his responsibilities. He should marry as soon as possible and continue the royal family's lineage."

She raised her eyebrows and placed the letter in front of Xiao Jinghe, "I urge you to get married soon."

Xiao Jinghe took a glance and saw that the person who submitted the memorial was still the old man from the Lou family.

At the beginning, seeing that her father wanted to change the crown prince, she tried to replace Zheng's daughter with her own daughter. Now she turns around and wants to marry her daughter into the Eastern Palace. She is really a hateful fence-sitter.

Facing Shangyu Qinghuan's gaze, he curved his thin lips slightly and said, "When you give in, I'll marry."

Hearing this, Yu Qinghuan refused again, "I said I won't enter the palace."

Xiao Jinghe was already used to her rejection. "When you become my Crown Princess, those who were enemies with you in the past will have to bow to you when they see you in the future. All the money and power will be in your hands."

Yu Qinghuan: "I don't care about these."

Although it sounds tempting, it comes at the cost of her freedom, and she doesn't want it.

Yu Qinghuan wanted money, power, and freedom at the same time. She would not follow the path given by Xiao Jinghe.

Xiao Jinghe didn't care. He thought that she didn't care about these things now, only because a small Ningyuan Marquis had prevented her from experiencing the benefits of power. Once she had tasted the power and wealth that he could bring her, she would know that these were great supplements for people.

Yu Qinghuan looked through some memorials again. She originally wanted Xiao Jinghe to scold her for being unruly and then kick her out, but it turned out that this man completely indulged her.

She came up with a plan, took out a memorial that she disliked, spread it out, took a pen from the pen holder beside her, dipped it in ink, and imitated Xiao Jinghe, writing four words on the memorial: Bullshit.

Then he placed the memorial in front of Xiao Jinghe, "How is it?"

Yu Qinghuan raised her eyebrows slightly. It was said that women in the harem were not allowed to interfere in state affairs. She even approved the memorial. She didn't believe that Xiao Jinghe could tolerate this.

Xiao Jinghe's gaze lingered on the four words for a moment, and she chuckled softly. She felt that the four words were just like her, coquettish and cute.

He immediately raised his hand and pinched Yu Qinghuan's rosy cheek. "The handwriting is beautiful. Since you are so interested, can you also help me review the rest?"

Important government affairs in the court need to be approved by the cabinet. What are placed here now are just some unimportant memorials that have been screened out. They have been piled up for a long time and are just right for her to entertain herself.

Yu Qinghuan couldn't believe it. Seeing that Xiao Jinghe actually pushed all the memorials to her, she secretly cursed in her heart, "What a tyrant."

She didn't know how long it had passed, but it was getting dark. Looking at Xiao Jinghe reviewing the memorials, she yawned several times and fell asleep with her head buried in the memorials.

It was not until he had finished reviewing the memorials on the desk that Xiao Jinghe realized that Yu Qinghuan was sleeping soundly next to him. The dim candlelight shone on her face, which softened his heart. He curled up the corners of his mouth unconsciously, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the black hair scattered on her cheek, and could not help but linger on her cheek.

Her voice was gentle and her tone was affectionate, "You are mine, no one can take you away."

Yu Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

At this moment, a palace servant entered the palace and said, "Palace..."

Xiao Jinghe pressed his left index finger on his lips, signaling the palace maid to be silent.

Just as he was about to get up, he found that a corner of his robe was pressed down by Yu Qinghuan. He paused, and simply took off his robe, gently covered Yu Qinghuan's shoulders with it, and walked out.

The palace maids stared at him in amazement. They had never seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so attentive to a woman. He allowed Yu to fall asleep there and even took off his robe in order not to wake her up.

It was not until the footsteps faded away that Yu Qinghuan opened his eyes, clutching his robe, and remained silent for a long time.

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In the bedroom filled with a strong smell of medicine, Xiao Jinghe knelt in front of the dragon couch, and intermittent coughing sounds came from behind the bright yellow curtains.

The old emperor struggled to throw the memorial he had just read in Xiao Jinghe's face with his withered hands. "That's your own brother... I'm not dead yet, and you're so eager to take action!"

Xiao Jinghe straightened his back. "My second brother has committed a grave offense. It's not that I, your son, want to kill him, but he should give an explanation to those innocent people who died tragically."

The old emperor was so angry that he was out of breath. "The Dali Temple is full of your people. Is it him who harmed those girls, or is it you, the crown prince, who framed them? You know the answer in your heart!"

At this moment, he only regretted that he should not have convicted his youngest son when he was in Jiuchong Mountain. Now he was seriously ill and bedridden, and the court was controlled by his son. There was no place for his youngest son.

Xiao Jinghe's hands were clenched so tightly under his sleeves that they hurt. He sneered inwardly and looked up at his father, who had been partial to him for more than a decade. The candlelight cast a cold light in his eyes. "It seems that in his heart, my second brother is the only son."