As soon as Lu Qingyuan finished speaking, two maids came forward with trays.
There were a lot of things on that tray.
"I heard that my father-in-law sometimes has trouble sleeping. This sachet was embroidered by my daughter-in-law. It contains herbs that calm the nerves and help with sleep. I don't know if it's effective, but please give it a try."
After Lu Qingyuan finished speaking, she picked up the purse embroidered with green pine and cranes and presented it to Mr. Shen with both hands.
"That's thoughtful. The embroidery is very good."
Mr. Shen praised it and put the purse away.
He glanced at Shen Jiayan and said, "Jiayan is wild and stubborn. He's always on his toes, sometimes stubborn and sometimes unresponsive. If he makes you angry in the future, don't argue with him or get yourself hurt. Just come and tell me, and I'll definitely help you vent your anger."
Shen Jiayan retorted in a low voice, "My wild and stubborn nature was all from my childhood."
Old Master Shen looked up at him and said earnestly, "Disagreements are inevitable between husband and wife. But a man of your stature should be both courageous and magnanimous. You married Qing Yuan with great difficulty, and you must not let her down."
Shen Jiayan replied, "Yes, I will remember your teachings."
Mr. Shen nodded with satisfaction: "Well, that's all I have to say. As I said before, it's more important for you young people to live a good life than anything else."
"Yes, daughter-in-law understands."
Lu Qingyuan responded and walked over to Shen Jiarui. "This is a set of armor, invulnerable to swords and spears. Martial artists are bound to get bumped and bruised, so this armor is an extra layer of protection."
"Hehehe, thank you sister-in-law!"
Shen Jiarui smiled so hard that his teeth were showing, making him look like a fool.
He was eager to try and seemed to want to put on the armor, but he was holding Su Qiqi in his arms and was unable to do so.
Su Qiqi sighed helplessly: [This Uncle Xiong Er really seems out of place among the Shen family.]
[It just so happens that the word "Rui" is in my name. Why does it feel like...?]
"Come, let your mother hold you."
Shen Mingyue stepped forward and hugged Su Qiqi.
Shen Jiarui was satisfied. He picked up the armor and looked at it over and over again.
Lu Qingyuan continued to deliver things to everyone.
Shen Mingyue received a pair of earrings, Mo Yunchi received a jade bracelet, Lu Hongxuan received a brush, and Su Qiqi received a large lump of gold.
It's not just a lump of gold.
Well, it's in the shape of a duck.
It looks nice, but it's too heavy to hold in your hand. But...
[We're rich! This must weigh at least two kilograms!]
[Oh my God! Lu Qingyuan understands me so well! Clothes and jewelry are nothing but fleeting clouds! Gold is the eternal god!]
Su Qiqi doesn't care whether it looks good or not, she only cares about the weight.
She wanted to hold the lump of gold in her arms and kiss it to her heart's content. But Shen Mingyue was afraid that the gold would fall to the ground and hit her feet, so she didn't dare let Su Qiqi hold it.
In addition to the Shen family, the maids and servants also received different rewards.
Lu Qingyuan speaks directly, without any beating around the bush. Her personality is truly endearing.
Finally, Shen Mingyue returned home, and the two Shen brothers were there too. The family was happy and got along very well.
On the second day of their wedding, Shen Jiayan and Shen Jiarui went to court as usual.
Following the emperor's order, Shen Jiarui brought Su Qiqi to the court.
Su Qiqi sat in the small cradle in front of the emperor, holding Jin Tuozi and having a lot of fun.
In the court, officials reported various issues.
The plague in Licheng has been contained, but the people are weak and lack medicinal herbs to recuperate. The northern borderlands are on the verge of a rebellion, so defenses should be strengthened. Heavy snow is blocking the roads, and I'm afraid disasters are imminent...
Su Qiqi listened and played at the same time, occasionally making a few comments quietly.
Sitting on the dragon throne is the king of a country, an emperor who is both civil and military.
He naturally didn't need to rely on Su Qiqi for everything. He just let Su Qiqi play around, and he came up with his own ideas and arranged for people to implement them.
After solving several problems, the emperor asked as usual: "My dear ministers, is there anything else?"
Everyone in the hall looked at each other, and finally fell silent and lowered their heads, as if they had nothing to say.
The emperor breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw a civil servant quickly walk out, kneel down and kowtow.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report."
The atmosphere became a little strange. Everyone looked at the civil servant curiously.
"Oh, what's the matter, Lord Xia?"
The emperor frowned, obviously unhappy.
Xia Bangyuan, an inconspicuous minor civil servant.
His daughter is Xia Yinfeng.
The emperor felt very annoyed when he thought of the conversation between Xia Yinfeng and the young marquis of Dongyang Marquisate not long ago.
Xia Bangyuan had something to report at this time? It didn't seem like a good thing.
"My daughter is deeply in love with the Second Prince of the Shen Family for a long time. Now she is terminally ill. I beg the Cavalry General to have mercy on her and give her a little hope of survival."
Amidst everyone's doubts and confusion, Xia Bangyuan looked sad and helpless and started crying.
So, everyone turned their attention to Shen Jiarui.
Shen Jiayan couldn't help but frown: His foolish brother actually owed a debt of love? It was unbelievable!
Shen Jiarui was stunned: What the hell? What does this even mean?
I originally thought that it was Xia Yinfeng's freedom to like whoever she liked, and even if she was unhappy, there was no need to blame her. The worst that could happen was that she would just stop contacting him in the future.
But now, Xia Bangyuan is talking about those trivial things in the court again, which is really disgusting.
What? If the tiger doesn’t show its power, do you really think it’s a sick cat?
The emperor pretended to be dumb: "My dear minister, I don't quite understand what you mean. What does your daughter's critical illness have to do with Shen Jiarui?"
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