It rained in the morning.
A sudden downpour began.
Huan Yue practiced the Eight Pieces of Brocade inside the palace and came out. The heavy rain turned into a light rain, and it was unknown how long it would continue.
Xie Zhou came to see his wife.
Huan Yue frowned.
Xie Zhou hugged and kissed his wife; he was already quite familiar with her. A little playfulness won't kill you.
Huan Yue could kick him out with one foot and then slowly walk towards the back hall.
Xie Zhou took her hand and said, "Someone said at the morning court that the wife of the Earl of Fumin went to the Pei family to burn paper money, which led to Father Emperor punishing her with a deduction from her salary."
I'm bored.
Xie Zhou said, "I sent someone to urge her, but Lady Li pretended to be dead, saying she fell ill as soon as she got back. Sheng Andu is saying that she has done too many evil deeds and is being haunted by ghosts."
Huan Yue nodded. Madam Li was jealous to see a village woman become a duke's wife. She probably had no idea how many blood debts she owed.
Since he was ill like this, Huan Yue didn't need to worry about it.
Xie Zhou escorted his wife into the house, and said from outside the door, "The Pei family still wants to invite the imperial physician, they're just playing the victim."
The maidservant interjected, "The old woman drove her daughter-in-law to her death, and as a result, her own son died. She doesn't feel any remorse."
Huan Yue said, "Is there a similar kind of waste?"
Huiqing had to say, "The Pei family's fate is sealed. They've lost all their former glory."
Xie Zhou sat in his wife's study. Although she hadn't said he couldn't come in or that she didn't like people moving around in her study, he sat by the window reading.
Palace maids were attending to him. His Highness was shameless, and even the Empress couldn't do anything about it.
However, since His Highness comes every day, the atmosphere in not only Qing'e Palace but also the entire East Palace is good.
The palace official came to report: "Miss Lü wishes to pay her respects. Princess Yongqing also said she wishes to see Consort Huan."
Huan Yue said, "Let Miss Lü come. Miss Jing can come along if she's not busy. Did the Princess say anything?"
The eunuch replied, "It might be quite complicated; I'd like to discuss it with Her Majesty in person."
Huan Yue replied, "I will see Miss Lü first and see when it is convenient for the Princess."
The official went to reply.
Huan Yue finished tidying up and came out.
Xie Zhou's eyes lit up!
It's raining now, and the sky is a little dark. Her gauze robe is very shiny, and the gold brocade exudes extraordinary nobility, while her pomegranate skirt is full of elegance. Her hair is still simple, but the large jewel in the phoenix hairpin is enough.
Xie Zhou discovered his daughter-in-law's style, using specific examples to represent the whole picture or adding the finishing touch.
Like a vast expanse of blank space interspersed with a touch of bold, vibrant color. That single sparkle is enough to evoke endless imagination.
There's obviously a reason for this, but his wife is beautiful.
Xie Zhou hugged her waist, kissed her, and applied a light touch to her face; it smelled wonderful.
Huan Yue thought that, given the man's character, it wouldn't be difficult to seduce him.
She's not good at it.
Others would have to get over her mountain.
Huiqing noticed that His Highness's eyes were only for the Empress. Her responsibility was to make the unassuming Empress appear naturally alluring.
A woman's lack of beauty is a sin. Even the most beautiful empress, as the first wife, still needs to maintain a certain level of interest in a man.
The Empress says that His Highness can see but not eat, which is quite good.
The palace maids felt a great sense of accomplishment. The Empress was easy to serve, and everyone benefited from His Highness's happiness.
Xiuyun waited for the chef in the east wing.
The Imperial Kitchen official felt that His Highness was eating too much every day but hadn't actually eaten anything, and that even the Emperor should be concerned.
I dare not use any supplements, for fear of overdoing it, which would upset the Empress and cause the Prince to be beaten again.
Xie Zhou was in a good mood; he and his wife didn't need anyone else to worry about their affairs.
If you get beaten, consider it a debt you owed from a past life.
Knowing that the Pei family owed the Chang family so much debt, they considered him a part of it. Therefore, the Pei family would definitely take their time to make things difficult for him.
Is it enough for the old woman to pretend to be dead? In the end, it won't just be Mrs. Fumin who goes to the Pei family to burn paper money.
He Shuiying's eldest sister left behind a son and a daughter. Her son got married and had three children. When she came to the Pei family to collect debts, she asked the old woman if she could afford it.
The son of the person who killed his mother should not come to seek revenge.
Huan Yue ignored the situation in Baishi Village, which seemed to be escalating into more and more trouble.
She's in charge of feeding us meat.
Xie Zhou also ate meat and asked his wife, "Do you want to practice something?"
Huan Yue glanced at him and asked, "What are you practicing?"
Xie Zhou was a little flustered, but anyway, his wife could just punch him with her fists: "Swords, spears, and halberds, so I don't have to hurt my hands every time I fight."
Yu Yan stood there speechless. Wasn't he afraid that the Empress would hurt herself by wielding swords and spears?
Huan Yue thought for a moment and said, "Swords, spears, and halberds all have sharp edges, so why not give my concubine an iron rod?"
I suddenly feel like I'm turning into a monkey.
Xie Zhou said, "Use a mace. Although we usually practice with double maces, you can practice however you like. I'll look for a heavier one and make it more elegant for you."
Huan Yue nodded and continued smashing with his mace. The effect wouldn't be as aesthetically pleasing as a sword, would it?
However, she usually doesn't use it. The mace is a heavy weapon, weighing up to 180 jin (50 kg).
This weight is no problem for Huan Yue; a hundred or eighty jin is probably like a normal person carrying ten or so jin.
Xie Zhou felt that fifty or sixty pounds would be enough to smash, and that it should be made to look delicate.
The eunuchs looked at each other, wondering if this was alright.
If Her Majesty wanted to use her strength, there would be no problem.
Xie Zhou genuinely felt that it was much better than his wife hitting him with her fists. After all, she wasn't always hitting him with full force.
Huan Yue didn't think too much about it and finished his meal.
Xie Zhou took her hand again and helped her digest. He didn't want to miss a single moment with her.
Huan Yue just wanted him to disappear as soon as possible.
Di Baose came over and laughed under the eaves, "Chang Chenghui burned the porridge again this morning. She took her jewelry and wanted to exchange it for some pastries or something."
Xie Zhou frowned: "Does she have anything of her own in the palace? If not, she'll be flogged ten times."
Di Baose gave a forced smile: "Isn't that a bad idea?"
Xie Zhou ignored her foolish appearance: "Ten strokes of the cane won't affect her cooking or chores. If she's beaten too many times, she'll need someone to take care of her."
Di Baose asked, "Why do we have to serve?"
Huan Yue spoke up: "Alright."
Di Baose sent men to fight. Chang Ziyu still wanted to touch those things in Shicui Palace; she wouldn't have enough lives to fight them.
There were indeed some good things placed inside the hall. Was Chang Ziyu clever?
Just then, a palace attendant came over to report: "Chang Chenghui broke a vase."
Xie Zhou had no choice but to order: "Twenty strokes of the cane."
Alright! Twenty strokes won't kill me anyway.
Di Baose was overjoyed: "I'm going to practice the zither for Your Highness. I can't sit still anymore."
Xie Zhou said to her, "If you want to listen, why don't you practice by yourself? Don't you have anything better to do every day?"
Di Baose ignored him, saying that Miss Lü would be here soon and would have her own business to attend to.
Xie Zhou felt that it was inappropriate for his wife to use Di Baose, and that Miss Guo was much more well-behaved.
With more people coming to the Eastern Palace, Gong Zhaoxun and the others usually didn't come over, but stayed in the Green Jade Courtyard instead.
Anyway, it wasn't too crowded for just a few of them in the Green Jade Courtyard, and no one would stop them from going out for a stroll if they wanted.
Huan Yue looked at Xie Zhou, wondering why he hadn't disappeared yet.
Xie Zhou held his wife in his arms. Disappearing was impossible; she would never disappear for the rest of her life.
Huan Yue threw him out.
Xie Zhou was admiring the flowers in the pavilion.
Di Baose thought he looked good in his python robe, but she didn't know which flower to admire.
What he cherishes in his hands is naturally the best of everything.
If they are disgusted, they will be punished with a beating but still have to work; how heartless!
Huan Yue thought to himself, this is standard procedure. He is wealthy and powerful, and doesn't need to worry about such trivial matters.
You have to figure it out yourself.
Xie Zhou pursed his lips and left, telling his wife to wait for him; he would come back that evening.
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