In the bustling, bustling, and culturally rich capital of Beijing, a seemingly casual street fortune-telling act, like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, instantly sent ripples through the city, spreading with astonishing speed to every corner. Like a strong, warm spring breeze, the rumor that Su Jinli brings good fortune to her husband completely dispelled the previously rampant and malicious rumors of a woman who brings bad luck to her husband.
Suddenly, Wang Banxian, once an unknown and down-and-out figure, became the talk of the town. His humble, almost shabby, fortune-telling stall was packed daily with people flocking to his stall. These people, filled with endless yearning for a happy marriage, their eyes brimming with anticipation, eager to learn from Wang Banxian's seemingly enigmatic words whether they would be lucky enough to marry a woman like Su Jinli, the legendary fortune-teller. With expressions ranging from anxious to devout, they weaved their own fantasies of a future married life before his humble stall.
Yet, how could the Wang family and the Liu clan willingly accept this humiliation? They were narrow-minded and filled with resentment, unable to accept that their carefully orchestrated, self-proclaimed, flawless rumor had been so easily distorted. They were like ants on a hot pan, restless and anxious. Unwilling to accept defeat, they, like gamblers driven to ruin, repeatedly stormed to the Ministry of Rites, clamoring and causing a scene. Through these unreasonable and despicable tactics, they hoped to force the Ministry to intervene in Su Jinli and Jiang Yan's marriage, attempting to reverse a situation that had already spiraled out of control.
But the Minister of Rites wouldn't tolerate their unreasonable behavior. Each time, he ruthlessly rebuked them, sharply and bluntly rebuking them: "Jiang Zhuangyuan himself doesn't care about this matter at all, so why are you fussing about it? It's completely unreasonable and absurd!" Those resounding words were like a hammer, hammering down the wishful thinking of the Wang family and the Liu family's mother clan to turn the tables.
Just as the situation was volatile and turbulent, a bright and sunny day unfolded. Like fine silk threads, the golden sunlight gently shone across every inch of the capital. The Emperor suddenly summoned Su Jinli and Jiang Yan to the Imperial Garden for an audience. Receiving the decree, the two men felt a wave of trepidation. They knew that within the palace, every action and every word could have unintended consequences. But disobeying the Emperor's orders was unbearable, and they dared not delay. They hurriedly packed their belongings and, feeling a sense of nervousness and unease, hurried to the Imperial Garden.
Upon entering the Imperial Garden, a picturesque scene instantly greets the eye. A profusion of blossoms vie for attention, their colors blazing with red, rosy pink, and white as snow, as if participating in a grand beauty pageant. Shaded by verdant trees, their branches interwoven together to form a natural green canopy. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting a dappled, dreamlike scene of gold. Birds sing cheerfully from the branches, seemingly cheering for this beautiful spectacle.
The emperor was leisurely standing beneath a lush lychee tree, toying with a bunch of plump, juicy lychees. Each one was round and mellow, like an alluring ruby. Upon seeing Su Jinli and Jiang Yan approach, the emperor's face lit up with a profound smile, as if concealing an endless mystery. He asked, "I heard you hired a half-immortal to tell your fortune?"
Upon hearing this, Su Jinli's heart skipped a beat, as if an invisible hand had gripped her heart. Countless thoughts raced through her mind, a whirlwind of anxiety. She wondered, had the Emperor seen through this carefully planned charade? What would she do then? For a moment, a surge of nervous energy washed over her like a surging tide. Her palms sweated slightly, and her heartbeat quickened, threatening to burst through her chest.
However, just as Su Jinli was filled with anxiety, the emperor suddenly threw back his head and burst into laughter. His laughter was so hearty that it echoed for a long time in the imperial garden. He kept saying, "Well calculated! Well calculated!" As he spoke, he pointed the lychee in his hand at Jiang Yan with great interest, his eyes full of playfulness and anticipation, as if he was looking forward to a wonderful performance. "My dear Jiang, you must cherish Su Jinli. If you don't treat her well, my position as Prime Minister is still waiting for you to take it!" His words were both a teasing for Jiang Yan and a kind of invisible pressure and expectation.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan didn't dare to delay even a little. He quickly knelt with a thump, his movements swift and smooth. With a look of respect and solemnity, he said, "I obey your command! Your Majesty, rest assured. I will treat Su Jinli wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly for the rest of my life, and will never let you down." His resolute tone seemed to declare his deep affection and commitment to Su Jinli to the world.
Seeing this, Su Jinli quickly knelt as well. At this moment, she felt a mixture of emotions. Her nervousness hadn't completely dissipated, yet she couldn't help but want to laugh. This development was completely beyond her expectations, like a dramatic drama with twists and turns that caught her off guard. She had never imagined that a situation that she had originally thought would be a severe test would unfold in such a dramatic way.
At this moment, the Queen Mother came slowly with graceful and light steps, like a spring breeze. In her hand, she held a bowl of lotus seed soup, which exuded a light fragrance and was steaming hot, as if carrying endless warmth. Seeing the emperor like this, the Queen Mother couldn't help but glare at him lightly, with a look of some anger in her eyes, but also full of doting, and said softly: "I knew you were making trouble here." Then, she handed the lotus seed soup in her hand to Su Jinli, her face full of love, and her eyes were like the warm spring sun, gently shining on Su Jinli, and said: "Girl, don't pay attention to those gossips. In my eyes, you are a good girl."
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