Free Web NovelChapter 1164: Chapter 1151: The Grand Finale
The Hidden Guard retrieved the thrown silver hairpin and also snagged a clam pearl, putting Xingxing in a great mood.
After the initial excitement waned, Xingxing started to settle accounts with the Hidden Guard.
No matter how much money he had, he shouldn’t have thrown her silver hairpin.
The hairpin did nothing to provoke or offend him.
The silver hairpin was a gift from a guard who thanked her for tying him to a tree to save him from an assassin’s pursuit!
Xingxing showed an angry face.
The Hidden Guard realized he was overthinking.
In Xingxing’s eyes, the hairpin was simply a token of gratitude, nothing more complicated.
He had made things too complicated.
The Hidden Guard admitted his mistake, and Xingxing forgave him.
Having resolved her lifelong concern, she no longer worried about overeating and not being able to marry; Xingxing was happier than ever.
Furthermore, ever since the Hidden Guard disembarked each day, he would buy delicious food for Xingxing, satisfying her even more.
Everyone complained the return journey to the Capital City was too slow, while Xingxing thought it was too fast.
A month should be sufficient for a fast journey from Nanlin Capital to Daqi Capital.
Su Jin and his party took a full two months to return to Daqi.
Sitting in the carriage, she lifted the curtain to look into the distance.
The city walls were towering.
The City Guards stood tall and straight like robust pine trees.
Finally, she had returned.
The trip away from home really lasted too long.
She had enough of sitting in the carriage.
Feeling dizzy and uncontrollably nauseous.
But arriving at the Capital City, she held back repeatedly.
Finally, there was no need to endure any longer; she could hardly wait to disembark and walk herself.
Su Jin gazed into the distance, and as they drew nearer, she heard shouts coming her way—
"Sister!"
"Brother-in-Law!"
"I’m here!"
Young Master Su stood atop the city wall, waving.
Beside him were the Ninth Prince, Young Master Shen, and Young Master Zhao.
Seeing the carriage approach, they quickly descended from the wall and sprinted toward it.
By the time the carriage stopped, they had already arrived.
Su Jin climbed out of the carriage, smiling, "You all have grown taller."
Young Master Su pouted his little face, "Sister, do you know how long you’ve been away?"
"A full year and three months!"
"If we didn’t grow taller, wouldn’t we turn into wooden stakes?"
Also joining Young Master Su was Su Chong.
Su Chong rode over to greet the Prince.
Su Jin asked Young Master Su, "Father and Mother didn’t come with you?"
"No," Young Master Su shook his head.
"You’ve been away from the capital for too long, returning only now, making the Emperor upset; Mother told you to pay your respects at court first upon your return, then rest for two days at the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, and then return to the Marquis Mansion after Huwa’s full-year birthday."
Thinking of Huwa, Young Master Su thought of Yuanyuan, lifted the curtain to leave.
The wet nurse said Yuanyuan was asleep, so Young Master Su refrained.
After all, he’ll be following to the court later, then spending the evening at the Prince Zhenbei Mansion before returning, plenty of time to see.
He’s a bit worried about his brother-in-law now; since the Emperor has quite a temper, he may punish his brother-in-law.
Young Master Su, as the little brother-in-law, dutifully advised Xie Jingchen from experience not to resist during beatings.
Resisting only increases the number of lashes during anger.
Mr. Su nodded, "Yangyang’s years of beatings yielded this wisdom; it’s worth heeding."
Xie Jingchen, "...".
Young Master Su, "...".
Su Chong didn’t follow them into the palace; he was merely there to oversee Young Master Su and the others, preventing them from wandering off.
Su Jin returned safely, unharmed, so he felt at ease.
It was expected that Su Jin wouldn’t encounter any trouble; she’s always been lucky, highly skilled in medicine, accompanied by the Prince and Princess Consort—if any mishap were to happen, it would be catastrophic.
The court resolved internal and external threats, now everything was peaceful, prosperous.
The Emperor specially initiated an open examination, widely recruiting talents for the court.
A prosperous era awaited.
...
The Prince and Princess Consort returned to their mansion.
Su Jin and Xie Jingchen headed to the palace, followed by several spectators tagging along.
Imperial Study.
The Emperor was reviewing memorials.
Eunuch Fu stood by, casting glances several times.
He hesitated whether to inform the Emperor the memorial was upside down...
The Heir’s wife had been away from the capital for a long time, finally, she returned.
Upon learning this news, the Emperor was briefly glad, followed by anger.
The little eunuch rushed in to report, "Emperor, the Princess and Prince Consort have returned to the palace."
The Emperor snorted.
The little eunuch hunched his shoulders and withdrew.
Soon after, a crying sound was heard.
The Emperor furrowed his eyebrows.
Eunuch Fu quickly remarked, "It must be the Young Prince crying."
The crying grew nearer.
But Su Jin didn’t enter the Imperial Study.
She cradled Yuanyuan while soothing him, gently patting his back.
After waiting for a long time, the Emperor couldn’t contain his impatience and stood up.
"No more tears, no more tears," Su Jin softly comforted.
Xie Jingchen stood next to Su Jin, caressing Yuanyuan’s head.
Yuanyuan gradually stopped crying, nestled on Su Jin’s shoulder, sobbing intermittently.
The sight made the Emperor’s heart melt.
All his anger was cast far away.
The Emperor approached, his arms open, "Let me hold him."
Su Jin handed Yuanyuan to the Emperor.
The Emperor looked at Yuanyuan.
Yuanyuan looked at the Emperor.
Four eyes met.
Tiny tears still clung to Yuanyuan’s eyelashes.
Upon seeing the Emperor, Yuanyuan stopped crying and grinned joyfully, kicking his feet.
His kicking greatly delighted the Emperor’s heart.
Such a young child yet kicking with great vigor.
The Emperor patted Yuanyuan’s little behind, laughing, "You’re the first to dare kick me."
Eunuch Fu, "...".
After saying this, the Emperor thought something was amiss.
He had forgotten about Marquis Dongxiang.
The Emperor lightly coughed and masked the awkwardness.
Su Jin and Xie Jingchen tried hard not to react. freёwebnovel.com
But Xingxing, concerned by the kicking, grew slightly anxious.
From her observation, when Young Master Su kicked, he usually needed to poop.
But if it wasn’t the case, she worried the Emperor would be upset.
Xingxing decided to remain silent.
Perhaps Young Master Su simply wanted to kick the Emperor a few times.
Then—
An unpleasant odor spread.
The smell was oh-so familiar.
Su Jin, "...".
Xie Jingchen, "...".
Yuanyuan pooped.
On the Emperor’s Dragon Robe.
Young Master Su and the Ninth Prince and others were dumbfounded.
To kick the Emperor wasn’t unprecedented.
But to dare poop on the Emperor, Yuanyuan was undoubtedly the first!
If their father knew about this, he’d surely die laughing.
Young Master Su’s shoulder shook like a sieve.
The Emperor extended his arms forward, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Su Jin wanted to approach, but the stench hit her, causing her stomach to churn uncontrollably, forcing her to run aside to vomit.
The Emperor, "...".
Xie Jingchen, "...".
Xie Jingchen quickly went to check on Su Jin.
The Emperor still held Yuanyuan, both staring at each other.
Su Jin clutched a pillar, retching bile.
After vomiting, her vision blurred, limbs weak.
Xingxing joyfully exclaimed, "Miss, are you expecting again?"
Su Jin froze.
"Really expecting again?" Xie Jingchen asked in disbelief.
Su Jin lifted a foot, stepping on Xie Jingchen’s instep, grinding it firmly.
Eunuch Fu stood far away.
Internally bursting with the urge to laugh.
No.
Heartfelt pity.
Poor Emperor longing for a grandson for so long, yet received such a grand first gift—
The Emperor felt stiff.
Who would assist me?
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