Lanxi narrowed her eyes, sneered, and without saying a word, grabbed the vase next to the bed and smashed it hard on his head.
"Who do you think you are, daring to insult our Tianlan Kingdom? Let me tell you, someone like you wouldn't even be worth a second in Tianlan Kingdom, even if you were given to me for free."
"You...you..." Mu Anxiang dodged the vase, which smashed to the ground with a bang, shards flying everywhere. He pointed at Lan Xi and stammered angrily for a long time:
"If you were a man, I would have beaten you to a pulp long ago. Someone like you is lucky to have married me, and you're still not satisfied. Let me tell you, even the worst girl in Yichun Garden is a hundred times, a thousand times better than you!"
Lanxi instantly flew into a rage: This bastard actually compared her to a woman from a brothel!
"Heh, judging by your size, I'm probably a short man. Someone like you going to a brothel? Aren't you afraid of being surrounded and laughed at by the girls after you take your pants off?"
Mu Anxiang's face turned green instantly. He stared at Lan Xi with wide eyes for a long time without uttering a single word. Finally, he grabbed the teapot and threw it at her...
Lanxi, hands on her hips, giggled: "I told you so, didn't I? You're getting angry now, aren't you? Hahaha, short man."
crackling sound
Crash~
Bang!
"The Sixth Prince and the Princess are fighting again?"
"Yes, so many things have been smashed."
"I've long heard that the women of Tianlan Kingdom have fiery tempers."
"In the Tianlan Kingdom, women are superior to men, so the princess must have been spoiled and willful since childhood."
"I heard that this princess was no pushover back in Tianlan Kingdom, with a multitude of handsome men in her household."
"Alas, our prince also has a multitude of beautiful wives and concubines. The two of them are equally matched."
Hearing the commotion inside, the two palace maids dared not enter rashly. Moreover, the two were hurling insults at each other with such filth that even a dog would shake its head at the sound.
There will be chaos and commotion in this palace, but there will also be harmony and peace.
"Your Highness, it's getting late. You should rest early. Official duties are important, but your health is the most important thing." Yan Mufeng neatly tied up his long hair, with a small wooden sword tucked into it, and walked over to kindly remind him.
Mu Anwen closed the book in his hand and put it aside. He habitually reached for the tea on the table, but his fingers missed. He frowned slightly: Usually, when his wife said this, shouldn't she bring him a cup of hot tea? But judging from her posture, she had no intention of pouring him tea at all. Oh well.
"It wasn't official business, I was just engrossed in reading." Mu Anwen awkwardly withdrew his hand, trying to cover up his embarrassment as he spoke.
Yan Mufeng raised an eyebrow and said "Oh". She remembered that on the first day she married into the family, she couldn't remember what her husband looked like. However, the wall full of books, dark and dense, almost made her faint.
From then on, the name Mu Anwen became associated with bookworms.
"There's plenty of time to read, you should get some rest." Yan Mufeng didn't really care whether he slept or not, but there was a rule in this manor that if the husband hadn't gone to bed, the wife couldn't sleep either. She had practiced martial arts all day and was already exhausted, but when she came back, she found him still standing there reading. Wasn't he afraid of turning into a dazed person?
"good."
Mu Anwen stood up, opened his arms and waited for Yan Mufeng to help him undress, but when he looked up again, the man was rubbing his head and yawning, already lying on the bed.
Mu Anwen smiled helplessly and said, "Never mind." He then pulled his arm back and took off his coat.
After spending the past few days with her, I've roughly figured out her personality. She never pays attention to details and never treats me like a husband. Behind my back, she calls me a bookworm and says she'll burn all my books to the ground to see if I'll cry. However, she's quite good at wielding a sword; it's very beautiful.
Mu Anwen walked to the bedside. In the very center of the bed was a pillow, which served as their dividing line between Chu and Han, and had been there for the past few days.
He carefully lifted the corner of the blanket, lay down, and closed his eyes.
*Smack*
Yan Mufeng's arm flew horizontally and landed directly on Mu Anwen's face, instantly causing a piercing pain on the bridge of his nose.
"hiss."
Mu Anwen endured the pain, pinched the corner of Yan Mufeng's sleeve, and put her arm aside: "Never mind, it's common for martial artists."
He silently rubbed his nose, turned over, and went back to sleep.
Bang.
Yan Mufeng kicked Mu Anwen again, knocking him off the bed.
A heavy thud suddenly rang out, waking Yan Mufeng. He frowned, opened his eyes, and glanced at him groggily, quite puzzled:
"Your Highness, what are you doing lying on the ground? It's so cold, be careful not to catch a cold. Come up and sleep." Although she said this, she couldn't help but think to herself: What an idiot, he can't even fall off the bed while trying to sleep.
Mu Anwen sighed, "Fine, I'll just make a makeshift bed on the floor next to the bed." With that, he lay down on the floor with his bedding roll.
Yan Mufeng gave an "oh," turned over, and fell asleep again.
The morning light and dew have awakened me; it's another morning.
After the court session, the emperor summoned the chief astrologer to the Yangju Hall for a private audience and dismissed everyone else.
"My dear minister, are you certain about the matter mentioned in yesterday's memorial?"
The Director of the Imperial Observatory, Dong Ji, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and said, “Your Majesty, I observed the celestial phenomena last night. Two stars and a half-moon signify that Your Majesty is free from worry. The Purple Star Sword Technique governs the world. This means that a noble person has quietly arrived by Your Majesty’s side. Moreover, this person was born in December and has the character ‘Ning’ in their name. If this person is placed by Your Majesty’s side, Your Majesty’s health can be ensured.”
The emperor immediately became interested. He had always trusted the Imperial Observatory the most, and their predictions had been accurate several times.
"December, Dai Ning? Someone come here."
Eunuch Wu immediately stepped forward: "Your Majesty, recently you have only a new eunuch by your side, named Xiao Ningzi."
The emperor asked in surprise, "Oh? It's him? Wasn't he born in December?"
Eunuch Wu nodded: "Yes, the fifteenth of December."
Dong Ji hurriedly said, "What an auspicious birthday! It is a good time to be born, and it is compatible with the Emperor. It can help the Emperor turn danger into safety and avert disaster."
The emperor was immediately delighted: "Excellent, truly excellent! I recall my beloved minister saying that the most difficult thing for an emperor to find a supportive partner is to find a worthy successor. I am very pleased. Guards, bestow the reward."
"yes."
Dong Ji left Yangju Hall and saw An Ning waiting to the side, staring down at her toes. He couldn't help but smile helplessly: This little eunuch really is destined for wealth and honor.
Inside the palace, the emperor could not hide his joy: "Jin Xiaoningzi is a sixth-rank imperial eunuch. His residence will also be rearranged. Find a room for him next to my Yangju Palace."
Eunuch Wu nodded: "Yes."
"Step down."
"yes."
"Black Wind".
With a whoosh, the black wind suddenly appeared.
"I want to keep that eunuch."
"Yes," Black Wind replied without saying another word, but if you looked closely, you could see that his tense shoulders had relaxed a little.
"Wait, stop right there!"
Hei Feng was stunned: Could it be that the Emperor noticed his unusual behavior just now?
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