Ye Xiang walked to the door and heard what Ye Guixue had just said, which greatly comforted him.
He nodded incessantly, "Guixue’s right. Madam, your son is more insightful than you. Don’t worry unnecessarily."
Lady Ye Xiang glared at Ye Xiang, speculating about who it was that lost sleep for several nights after hearing that Guixue’s marriage had been annulled by the Princess. At that time, they didn’t understand what was wrong with their good son, who had been personally cultivated by him and His Majesty. How could he be inferior to Zhou Gu from the Duke Residence of Daliang? Why did Su Rong blind herself and not choose her son? They even returned the Tiger Talisman. It was outrageous.
For half a month, he wore a cold expression towards His Majesty. It was only when His Majesty sat down and had a heart-to-heart talk with him did he understand. The king said he had finally got a daughter and naturally, her will must be respected. They had both made a mistake, only taught Guixue to be talented and virtuous, but forgot what kind of man a girl will like. It was reported that Lord Thursday looked so pitiful after the marriage was annulled, it broke one’s heart to see. Ah, Guixue could never learn that, because nobody taught him.
Ye Xiang was speechless. How could he know that teaching his son the strategies of governance, ways of assisting the state, he also needed to teach him how to win the favor of a maiden, how to act like a love-struck fool, and learn to make the young girl worry about him?
He was livid and glared at His Majesty.
His Majesty was worried that Ye Xiang might give up on his responsibilities, repeatedly telling him that they were both responsible. However, didn’t Guixue say in his letter that even if he doesn’t become the king’s son-in-law and serves as the king’s auxiliary instead, he would still be willing to? Both positions were almost equally honorable, and it wouldn’t be a disgrace to the Ye Xiang residence. He shouldn’t be upset as there’s nothing great about being a king’s son-in-law.
Having offended the Nangong family to death, Ye Xiang had no choice but to acknowledge it.
Looking back now, it didn’t seem too bad either. At least it was far better than the Nangong family. The Nangongs had lost everything and fled to Nanchu. They defected to Dawei and lost half their territory.
"Father." Ye Guixue stood up and saluted Ye Xiang.
Ye Xiang waved his hand, indicating him to sit, "Is your injury fully recovered now?"
"It’s completely healed. Doctor Zhang and Young Master Qin Feng’s medical skills are extraordinary. The Princess and Lord Thursday have both taken great care of me during the recovery. There won’t be any lingering ailments." Ye Guixue responded.
Ye Xiang nodded, "That’s good."
He looked at Ye Guixue, "I originally thought you would stay in Xinqi City until the negotiation with Dawei was completed. I didn’t expect you to return with the princess. Who did you leave in Xinqi City? Is it taken care of properly?"
"With Brother Zhang Yun there, father can rest assured, everything is taken care of." Ye Guixue smiled, "The Princess has returned to the capital with a lot of matters to attend to. My return can help take some burden off her shoulders."
Ye Xiang immediately understood and laughed, "The capable should do more."
He remembered Little Qiuying, who was still in the Eastern Palace of Daliang, "Should we send someone to bring Little Qiuying back?"
Ye Guixue nodded, "The Princess and Lord Thursday are about to have their grand wedding. A letter has been sent back to Daliang inviting close relatives to come to Nanchu to attend. I’ve also written a letter to the Crown Prince of Daliang, requesting him to bring Qiuying along when they visit. Of course, I’ve also sent someone to pick Qiuying up. However, considering the great distance, it is more appropriate to come with the family of the Princess and Lord Thursday."
Ye Xiang was relieved, "That’s best."
He thought, Guixue was indeed more meticulous and thorough in his actions compared to Guiyan, although Guiyan was the elder son.
Early next morning, once the Nanchu King woke up from his drunken stupor and recollected the previous night, he slapped his forehead hard in regret and kept murmuring "Ah, I spoke nonsense after drinking."
What kind of nonsense had he spouted in front of his son-in-law? It was such a disgrace, although he didn’t have any dignity left in front of Zhou Gu.
He paced back and forth in the hall for a while before asking the eunuch by his side, "Didn’t I announce yesterday during the morning court session that the court won’t be in session today?"
"Your majesty, you did." The eunuch immediately replied.
Once the Nanchu King confirmed his memory, he turned around and went back to bed, covering his head with a blanket, "Alright, I’ll sleep for a little while longer."
If he fell asleep, he could forget what he did last night.
Su Rong woke up early. Seeing Zhou Gu still sleeping, she didn’t disturb him and got up quietly.
When she walked out of the room, she saw Feng Ling drenched in sweat coming in from outside. It was obvious that he woke up earlier than her. She asked Feng Ling, "Where have you been?"
Feng Ling whispered, "There’s a martial arts training ground in Huang Hall, equipped with all kinds of weapons. I couldn’t resist and went to practice." He then mischievously asked Su Rong, "Did my brother-in-law come to find you again last night? In my opinion, the king is really making a fuss about nothing. The Feng Hall alone would be enough. He built this extra Huang Hall, but the brother-in-law doesn’t live here."
"This will be for the children in the future." Su Rong thought that since it was built anyway, it was a testament to the King’s fatherly love, which is praiseworthy, "It’s still early, I’ll go to Huang Hall too."
She hadn’t been to Huang Hall yet.
On hearing this, Feng Ling turned around, "I’ll accompany you. There are quite a few great weapons there. You’ll know once you see them..."
Therefore, accompanied by Feng Ling, Su Rong visited Huang Hall.
Just as Yuewan had said, the layouts of the two palaces were the same, except for the different arrangements of flowers and trees. And indeed, the massive training ground and various weapons were really tempting to the eyes.
Su Rong picked up an Emei spike and said to Feng Ling, "Come on, practice with me. I haven’t practiced in such a long time, I’m becoming rusty."
Feng Ling stepped back, "Sister, you should find Ziye."
He waved to Ziye at a distance, "Ziye, come over here and practice with my sister."
Ziye: "..."
Compared to Feng Ling, Ziye was indeed well-rested this morning. He had been lazy and didn’t get up for practice. Now that Feng Ling called him and Su Rong was looking at him, he had to walk over.
So when Zhou Gu woke up and looked for Su Rong, he saw Su Rong and Ziye fighting each other relentlessly, with Ziye constantly defending and retreating under Su Rong’s offensive.
Zhou Gu remembered that he’d known Su Rong for such a long time, but they had never truly sparred before. Now that his injury was healed, it was a good time to warm up. He randomly picked a weapon, allowing Ziye to step aside. He took Ziye’s place and started sparring with Su Rong.
After a proper spar with Zhou Gu, crafty Su Rong, full of tricks, began to make unpredictable moves, constantly pestering Zhou Gu and making him flustered and helpless. He laughed and shouted at her, "Su Rong!"
Su Rong ignored him.
Zhou Gu was chased and beaten for a while. He grabbed another weapon at hand without looking at what it was and wielded it like a double-handed sword. He immediately changed the tide and forced Su Rong to continually retreat.
Su Rong gasped for breath, "Alright, alright, no more fighting."
Zhou Gu ignored her.
Su Rong cried out for mercy, "Brother Zhou, I was wrong!"
Finally, Zhou Gu held back and threw the weapon in his hand. He pulled her over and looked at her sweaty and flushed face, pretending to be angry and pinched her, "Who taught you to be so cunning and deceitful? Did Uncle Xie teach you this?"
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