Dingkang Marquis's Mansion

"It hurts, Dad, it hurts!"

"Father, please save me! Father, it hurts so much!"

Here he is, Wei Fengde, the second son of the Marquis of Dingkang, who forcibly abducted a famous woman and beat someone to death. He is being beaten. He has only been beaten forty-two times so far, and his buttocks are already a bloody mess.

"Master, master, please save Feng'er! If this continues, he'll die! He'll die, master!"

"Master, don't you usually dote on Feng'er the most? Master, please go to His Majesty and plead for him, Master."

A woman was kneeling at Wei Kun's feet, tears streaming down her face as she looked at her son, who was beaten bloody and mangled. She pleaded with Wei Fengde for mercy as she wept.

This woman is Liu Yan, Wei Fengde's mother, and the second wife of the Marquis of Dingkang.

Liu Yan was sold into servitude to bury her father. Because of her beauty, she was bought by Wei Kun. At first, she was casually given to him as a concubine, but unexpectedly, she became more and more favored. She gave birth to the eldest and second sons of the Marquis's family and was elevated to the status of a secondary wife.

"Save him? You think I don't want to?"

"That idiot killed someone in the street! I witnessed it myself during the Tang Dynasty, how am I supposed to save him?"

"I went to plead for him, but who will plead for me? Because of this rebellious son, I was fined half a year's salary and made to reflect at home for a day. Now everyone knows that His Majesty wants to rectify the Dingkang Marquis's mansion."

San Shu looked at Wei Fengde, who had fainted, and clicked his tongue.

Tsk, what a useless piece of trash. He passed out after just over fifty strokes of the cane. Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know why the Marquis of Dingkang spoils this good-for-nothing so much.

Now that all one hundred strokes of the cane are done, I can go back and report to His Majesty and my godfather.

That's right, you guessed it, this little eunuch is none other than Sanhezi's godson, "Sanshu".

"My lord, my task is complete. I shall take my leave."

"Third Eunuch, I must ask you to put in a good word for me before His Majesty and the Third Chief Eunuch."

As soon as Wei Kun finished speaking, someone handed San Shu a money bag.

Sanshu weighed the money bag in his hand, roughly estimated the amount in his mind, and then discreetly slipped it into his sleeve.

His face was all smiles, his mouth almost stretched to his ears.

"My lord, rest assured, this servant will certainly put in a good word for you."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Father-in-law."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all. This servant will take his leave now."

"Steward Wei, please see the Third Eunuch out."

"Yes, sir."

Butler Wei followed behind the three men and walked towards the door.

Futang Palace

Holding Xiao Xi'er in his arms, Qin Jue suddenly remembered his empty bed.

This little one is so soft and cuddly, so easy to hold and pet. My bed is rock hard; I'll have to ask them to put on a few more blankets when we get back.

Little one, why are you staring at me like that? If you keep looking, I'll punish you by not letting you drink your milk and making you look directly at me!

Am I someone a little baby like you who can look at me?

"Your Majesty, look how much Xi'er loves you! She laughs even more happily in your arms than in her own mother's arms."

"That's right. Don't they know who I am? Who else would he like if not me? She is my daughter."

"Oh, she's not just Your Majesty's daughter, she's also my daughter. I think Your Majesty adores Xi'er."

"Your Majesty, who gave you the misconception that I like this girl? I don't like her at all."

Seeing the Empress sitting there laughing without any attempt to hide it, Qin Jue felt indignant.

"If she hadn't been crying and insisting that I carry her, I wouldn't have bothered."

"Here you go, here you go. This little girl wants me to hold her? Dream on!"

The Empress took Xiao Xi'er from her hand.

"Little Xi'er, look at your father, he's not fierce at all. I wonder who gave him the name 'Tyrant'?"

"Little Xi'er, since your father doesn't like you and doesn't want to hold you, then Mommy will hold you."

The little one, nestled in the Queen's arms, looked at the beautiful tyrant sitting opposite him and exclaimed...

"Eeya—Eeya—Eeya"

"Giggle—giggle—"

She stretched out her little hands, wanting her father to hold her, but he wouldn't. Seeing her beautiful father looking at her, she giggled even more.

He tried to lure his father, the emperor, into holding him with his laughter.

"Your Majesty, you've been watching the little princess for a while, why don't you let Your Majesty hold her?"

"Who was looking at her? I was just thinking that I still have memorials to read and need to go back to read them."

"Sanhezi, prepare to enter the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

"Your servant obeys."

The tyrant led Sanhezi to the door, not hearing the empress try to stop him. He was furious.

I wasn't persuaded to stay, so I had to leave, but I couldn't bear to part with my little dumpling.

Suddenly, her sharp gaze swept towards Sanhezi.

Sanhezi felt his heart pounding under her gaze, completely bewildered. What was wrong? Why hadn't she left?

Could it be that His Majesty doesn't want to leave, judging from his expression?

I'm not sure, let me check again. It seems so, then I can only...

"Your Majesty, I just remembered that the Empress has invited you to lunch, and you have already agreed. It would be inappropriate for you to leave now, as you cannot allow others to say that you, the Supreme Ruler, are untrustworthy."

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten."

Luckily, I was quick-witted, and my head was saved once again.

"Why has Your Majesty returned again?"

"I just remembered that I promised the Empress I would have lunch here, and as the Emperor, I cannot break my promise to her."

The Empress smiled knowingly but said nothing.

"Chunhe, prepare lunch; His Majesty is hungry."

"This servant will go right away."

Sanhezi glanced at His Majesty's expression and thought, "Well, I'm afraid I'll be living in fear again when I get back."

"Your Majesty, this is a sum of three given by the people of the Marquis of Dingkang's residence."

Sanhezi handed over the money bag that the Marquis of Dingkang's mansion had given him.

The tyrant glanced at Sanhezi, then looked at him sideways.

"San Shu and I are from the same hometown. I saw that San Shu was quite clever and filial, so after he entered the palace, I adopted him as my godson."

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