Wasn't It Supposed to Be a Yandere? Why Are You Sneaking Kisses on the Beautiful Host?

Burning the็‰็’ƒ็› of the Heavenly Dao, he was thrown into small worlds to serve his punishment. Holding a grudge, the little lamp wick decides that since the Heavenly Dao has abandoned him, he will cl...

Chapter 443 Young Master, How Have You Been? (15)

Shen Qichuan tried to take Nan Yu's hand, but Nan Yu dodged it by touching his nose. The man: "..."

Deng Xin covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, "Let's go, let's just go. Have you seen my dad? He wants to scold me."

Shen Qichuan glanced at the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, and both nodded slightly.

Shen Qichuan asked his wife, "Why did I scold you?"

Nan Yu: "I'll go with you. Everyone else is bringing their families, but you're bringing me."

The man smiled and teased him softly, "Aren't you my family member?"

The little lampwick blushed and mumbled something that no one could hear, including himself.

Upon taking their seats, civil officials sat on the left and military officials on the right.

The Great Zhou Dynasty currently has no first-rank generals. Shen Qichuan is at the second rank, which is the highest rank. Above that, it is estimated that the title will be inherited and he will sit in the first place among the military generals. Nan Yu also followed suit and went to sit in the front seat.

His father was ranked behind him.

Because above the civil officials are the Grand Tutor, Grand Commandant, and Grand Preceptor.

Shen Qichuan attracted attention, and Nan Yu was also discovered by the emperor.

The young master was also an emperor, and had seen many situations, big and small. He answered whatever was asked without panicking, while the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat was already sweating profusely. If he said the wrong thing, it would implicate the entire Qi family.

Yu Chen was already seated at the end of the hall, his eyes fixed on the figure in front of the emperor, his fists clenched tightly, drinking one cup of wine after another. Haitang knelt beside him, gritting her teeth in hatred, but dared not speak out.

"Yonghe, drink less and eat some vegetables."

Whether provoked by the young master or unwilling to accept defeat, he turned to Haitang and asked, "If I had agreed to him two years ago, would things have turned out differently?"

Haitang felt like she was going to throw up.

Why should I say this to myself?

"Yonghwa, aren't I enough for you?"

Tears welled up in Haitang's eyes, but he dared not cry. To be disrespectful in front of the emperor on such a day would have serious consequences.

What you can't have is the best. The boy who used to follow him wholeheartedly is now throwing himself into someone else's arms. Yu Chen can't stand it. He feels that all of this should be his, and Qi Ziming should be following behind him!

It was true in the past, it is true now, and it should be true in the future!

How could he possibly escape, leaving himself to suffer alone in the same place?

A thought flashed through his mind, and he grabbed Haitang's arm impatiently, speaking quickly, "Haitang, I'm sorry."

Haitang was startled by his sudden apology, followed by fear. She had a feeling that he was about to say something that would be detrimental to her. She forced a smile and said, "Ronghe, I love you. I will love you no matter what you do."

He had no choice but to lower his stance.

Only in this way might Yu Chen still feel some pity for him.

Yu Chen: "I know, I feel the same way, Haitang, but I'm really not willing to accept this. I can only ask you to make him the legal husband and you the concubine. Don't worry, you will be treated equally. I will not favor one over the other."

I knew he would say some unacceptable things.

Haitang was mentally prepared, but she still felt a little heartbroken after hearing the news.

Even if I can't be the legal husband.

He didn't want to give up that position to Qi Ziming either.

But he had no choice but to swallow his grievances and nod, "As long as you are happy, I am willing to be your mistress."

The fact that he dared to nod meant he was certain that Qi Ziming would never choose Yu Chen.

After the emperor finished asking his question, Nan Yu returned to his seat.

The palace is indeed the palace. The imperial chefs' skills are unparalleled. Chen Qichuan is a high-ranking official. He has some dishes and fruits that others don't have. For example, lychees. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, lychees were reserved for the emperor. Only when the emperor bestowed one upon you could you taste one.

Having such a dish on one's table is the highest honor.

Even the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat has never tasted it.

His eyes fell on his youngest son, who wasn't far away. The Minister of Works saw the whole scene of Deng Xin peeling lychees. He watched as Deng Xin peeled one after another, without even thinking of giving General Shen a single one. It was simply unbelievable!

If word got out, people would think he was a bad father.

This child is so insensible!

The Minister of Works was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at the enemy.

Nan Yu asked Shen Qichuan, but he refused to eat.

Noticing the Minister's gaze, the young master paused in peeling the lychees. He saw his father glaring at him, and after a moment of surprise, he turned to look at Shen Qichuan and said, "My father wants to eat some."

Shen Qichuan lowered his head: "We'll send a few more to my father-in-law after the banquet. Don't touch them at the banquet."

Dengxin nodded obediently. He knew that this was a gift from the emperor and could not be given away casually. If it were to be given, it should be done privately. To give it out in public would be a great disrespect to the emperor.

"My stomach is a little bloated, I'm going to the restroom."

Shen Qichuan: "I'll stay with you."

"No need, you're too conspicuous. They'll ask questions again soon. I'll be back in a bit."

Shen Qichuan: "Okay, come back quickly, there will be something delicious to eat later."

Upon hearing that there was something delicious to eat, the young master was delighted and nodded enthusiastically.

Yu Chen had been watching. Seeing Bu Yi leave, he also made an excuse to leave. Deng Xin had just finished urinating and was fastening his belt. As he walked out, he patted his sleeves. There seemed to be a shadow above his head. He paused in patting his sleeves and looked up.

It was Yu Chen again.

He fell silent.

Prepare to bypass and leave.

Yu Chen blocked the young master's path and said, "Let's talk."

Nan Yu: "There's nothing to talk about."

He continued circling, only to be stopped again. Yu Chen said anxiously, "I agree to marry you as my legal husband."

Nan Yu: "..."

Yu Chen: "I know you have feelings for me. I told Haitang, and she agreed."

"You," he paused for several seconds before speaking, "are too confident."

Yu Chen frowned: "Isn't it enough that I'm marrying you as my legal husband? Don't forget, it was you who cried and begged me to accept you back then."

Nan Yu: "You said it yourself, it was back then, you were blind back then."

Yu Chen said firmly, "Impossible! I know you love me! How could a relationship of more than ten years change so easily? I have no doubts. Playing hard to get is enough. If you do it too many times, I'll get angry."

"Ugh! You're still angry?" Nan Yu was so angry with him that she couldn't help but raise her voice. "Who's playing hard to get with you? Yu Chen, take a good look at yourself in the mirror. You rejected me two years ago, so why do you think I'd wait for you? Tell me yourself, in what way is Shen Qichuan inferior to you?"

Yu Chen's eyes widened: "You love me!"

Love can change!

Yu Chen: "If I'm willing to marry you as my legal husband, does he dare?"

"What's it to you? If I'm willing, there's nothing I can't do!"

Yu Chen: "He wouldn't dare! I've already agreed to you being my legal husband, what more could you possibly want?"

"You agree? Does Lord Yu agree? Does Madam Yu agree?"

"They will agree as long as the Emperor issues the decree."

"You are so filial."

Mocking him, Yu Chen's face darkened, his hands clenched at his sides, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth: "Isn't this all because of you? What kind of attitude is this?"

Nan Yu glared and quickly took two steps back: "Stop throwing accusations at me. I haven't even agreed yet, and you're already throwing mud at me. If I agree, you'll regret it and might even stab me in the back."