Chapter 442 Old Man Yuan's Daily Madness
"It's decided then and there." Old Yuan popped a grape into his mouth and walked briskly out of the living room.
As she walked, she muttered to herself, "Does he really like Si Yuting, that cold, expressionless face?"
"Ouch!"
I was startled as soon as I reached the door, and I almost dropped the grapes in my hand.
Old Yuan patted his chest guiltily, and stubbornly scolded, "You walk without making a sound. It's one thing if you scare me, but what if you scare my delicate little apprentice?"
As he spoke, he slipped away as fast as the wind.
Si Yuting walked straight into the living room without changing his expression, as if he hadn't seen or heard anything.
He sat down next to Qu Tong, took her hand, and asked softly, "Did you enjoy the food today?"
Qu Tong nodded, raising an eyebrow at him: "You heard everything?"
"Hmm," Si Yuting responded listlessly.
Qu Tong reached out and touched Si Yuting's head. Si Yuting obediently lowered his head to make it easier for Qu Tong to touch it.
Qu Tong's eyes curved into a smile.
It's not cold and impersonal at all; it's perfectly fine.
Every matter receives a response, and every issue is resolved.
Surprisingly, she actually found Si Yuting, who was cold to everyone else but treated her differently, to be quite charming.
It felt like I was being favored.
"Don't be angry," Qu Tong coaxed sweetly.
"good."
His deep, mellow voice was so beautiful it could make you pregnant. Qu Tong leaned in and kissed Si Yuting's Adam's apple.
As soon as they touched, Qu Tong's Adam's apple bobbed down. She stepped back and giggled.
Si Yuting indulged his little wife's mischievousness, his eyes full of tenderness and doting affection.
After Qu Tong stopped laughing, Si Yuting finally spoke: "Father wishes to see you."
It is the Emperor, not the Emperor and Empress.
Qu Tong rested her chin on her hand, "When?"
"Either is fine, you decide."
"Let's do it now."
The two entered the palace together.
As soon as Qu Tong entered the palace, the Empress pulled her aside to talk. The Empress looked at her with eyes full of guilt and pity.
She never knew how to deal with such overwhelming enthusiasm, and looked to Si Yuting for help.
Si Yuting slightly curled the corners of his lips and naturally stepped forward to speak, "Mother, where is Father? Didn't he want to talk to Ali about something?"
"Oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot." The Empress realized and patted Qu Tong's hand. "I didn't expect you to come in so quickly. Your father just went to the library. I'll take you there."
A short while later, we arrived at the library entrance.
Si Chen might have something he wanted to say to her alone, so Qu Tong went in alone, while Si Yuting stayed behind to talk to the Empress.
At this moment, Si Chen was browsing through books in the history section.
Upon seeing Qu Tong, his eyes lit up, and he looked her up and down as if it were the first time he had seen her.
Sure enough, every time I see this daughter-in-law, there is a different kind of surprise.
...
Qu Tong came out of the library an hour later.
Qu Tong came out in the same state as when she went in, her expression as normal as if she had just gone in to say hello.
A maid was waiting at the door, bowing respectfully to inform Si Yuting and the Empress that they were in the West Flower Hall, waiting for her to come over for dinner.
Qu Tong nodded her thanks and then followed the maid.
Since cooperating with Lin Mo, the food on Luo Yi Star has gradually become more abundant, and most of the food in the palace is supplied by her.
Of course, she only supplies the Emperor and Empress; Si Xian can forget about it.
The imperial chef's skills were, of course, superb, far superior to what she had eaten on her first visit to the palace.
Si Yuting carefully served her food throughout the meal, which made the Empress sitting opposite her smile like an aunt while she ate.
Qu Tong laughed so hard she felt embarrassed. She quietly kicked Si Yuting's foot, indicating that she could manage on her own and that she wasn't disabled.
Si Yuting placed a meatball on the empty plate in front of her, saying without changing his expression, "The plate over there is far away, and your arms are too short to reach it. You eat yours. Your mother is an experienced person."
Qu Tong: "..."
The Empress immediately understood what was going on and quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes! Tongtong, don't be shy. Make yourself at home, do whatever makes you comfortable. Back in the day, your father and I..."
The Empress recounted how inseparable she and Si Chen were when they were young, and Qu Tong listened with great interest.
Contrary to her expectations, the Emperor and Empress did not always have such smooth sailing; they had gone through many hardships to get to where they are today.
Despite her gentle and virtuous appearance, the Empress is actually quite capable. Unlike the Empress of the Casa Empire, who is only busy helping her son fight for power, Gong Lingyu can be said to be in charge of half of the country.
The trust between them could not have been cultivated without going through a long period of desperate struggle together.
As she continued speaking, the Empress couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
After having someone escort Qu Tong and the others back to Yue Lan Bay, the Empress took the pre-warmed dishes to find Si Chen, who was still in the library.
"My father and mother have such a good relationship." This was a spontaneous remark.
Si Yuting patted Qu Tong's head, the streetlight casting a soft shadow: "Our relationship can be this good too."
Qu Tong tilted her head to the side, her pupils reflecting the dazzling starlight, and a smile spread across her lips.
At this moment, all is peaceful and serene.
They said nothing, but their eyes met and spoke volumes.
She understood, and he understood too.
*
Qu Tong woke up in the middle of the night feeling thirsty and got up to drink water.
The personal computer on the bedside table kept flashing, making her eyes uncomfortable.
Qu Tong was so sleepy that she rubbed her eyes and glanced at the screen. StarNet push notification?
advertise?
So many?
Qu Tong didn't even bother to click in and just shut down the computer.
When she turned on her computer the next day, she discovered that she had previously subscribed to Yuan Laotou's StarNet account.
That old man Yuan, instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, got up and started doing something.
He posted twenty or thirty updates in a row.
[If you've insulted Si Yuting, you're not allowed to insult my precious apprentice anymore, or I'll get angry.]
My apprentice said, if he doesn't want to go, he doesn't have to; we have the confidence to do so.
The accompanying picture shows a display case of mental energy stabilizing potions, each of which is no less than a high-grade one.
[Benefits? Don't be ridiculous. My apprentice is of high moral character and a loyal person. She wouldn't even look at those heartless dogs who are only after her reproductive value.]
[Stop with the moral blackmail. If you push me too far, I'll cut off your potion supply. Let me tell you, half of the high-grade potions in the entire empire are concocted by me and my apprentice. Think about it carefully.]
My apprentice was right when he said that when you have nothing better to do, you should go online and look at coffins.
[What the hell? How dare you point fingers at my precious apprentice? I'm talking to you, you darling of the gene pool!]
...
Some were posted by Mr. Yuan himself, while others were forwarded comments from others. Every sentence was sharp, and the words were unabashed and extremely arrogant.
Only he would dare to curse like that. If it were anyone else, they would be charged with insulting the royal family and would have to spend at least ten years in prison.
Not only that, Old Yuan also became a contrarian, leaving over 99 comments and arguments with netizens in the comments section of the post she made, his fighting spirit rivaling that of Si Yuting on the battlefield.
Although Old Yuan was just one person, he was one of the few master potion makers in the empire and was very popular. These words spread across the StarNet in less than a night.
Upon hearing the news, Si Xian's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone.
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