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  • My Husband is a Flower

    Chapter 31

    As the sky grew darker, the atmosphere inside the carriage became somewhat stuffy, perhaps due to the impending rain.

    There was no conversation along the way, and when the carriage arrived at the villa, Ling’an was already waiting at the door. He had no expression on his face and did not give Su Mi even a single glance.

    “Master, there’s a letter from the palace,” Ling’an said respectfully when he saw Qin Yan getting off the carriage.

    Qin Yan showed no surprise on his face as he took the bamboo slip from Ling’an and began to make his way to the study.

    Standing in front of the carriage, Su Mi watched Qin Yan’s figure grow further away and couldn’t help but ask, “Lord, are you going back to your room to sleep tonight?”

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    In reality, Su Mi only asked this question because of what happened the previous night. However, her voice was soft and carried a hint of disappointment, giving others the impression that she was acting coquettish.

    Ling’an remained as cold as ever, but Feng Bao couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. It seemed that the master’s wife was quite concerned about the master.

    Qin Yan had been feeling inexplicably frustrated the entire journey, but upon hearing Su Mi’s question, the feeling dissipated in an instant. He paused in his steps and looked back at her from the corner of his eye. “Hmm.”

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    Sitting curled up and warming the blanket, Su Mi was still thinking about Qin Yan’s words. With her thoughts during the journey, she was no longer as lost as she was at the beginning.

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    Actually, it was good enough for her not to marry Li Xiuyuan. If she went back to the beginning, that was all she wanted.

    “You’re really greedy.” Su Mi muttered to herself.

    Su Mi fell asleep while thinking about it, but while she was warming herself on the inside, she also wanted to move to the outside to sleep. As a result, she ended up in a diagonal position, just like on their wedding night, cutting the bed in half.

    Qin Yan returned to the room after his bath and saw Su Mi sleeping twistedly. She slept quietly, curled up, her collar loose due to sleeping on her side, and her quilt covering her entire body, revealing her curves.

    However beautiful her sleeping position was, she still occupied space for two people.

    “Is this sleeping position because you don’t want me to sleep in bed?” Qin Yan’s tone was cold, but there was a fleeting smile on his lips.

    Su Mi was still in a daze and couldn’t hear what Qin Yan was saying, but she remembered what she had to do.

    She whispered, “Lord… I warmed it up for you…”

    As she spoke, she moved her body a little outward, but she was probably too tired and stopped moving.

    Qin Yan reached out to push Su Mi to the inner side, but when he touched her soft waist, he involuntarily softened and hugged her into the bed.

    Her jet-black hair got caught on the button of his shirt, and Qin Yan supported himself with one hand next to her ear while his other hand untangled her hair. The fresh soapberry scent on her body faintly entered his nostrils, making his heart itch with warmth.

    After a few breaths, Su Mi, who was still fixated on warming the inner side and wanting to move to the outer side, finally hung on Qin Yan’s body, probably feeling him getting into bed.

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    “Qin Yan pulled her into his arms and let out a barely audible hum: ‘You can’t even warm the bed properly.’

    The next day was the day they were returning to the capital. The drizzling rain had been falling since last night and continued until dawn, only clearing up just before they set off.

    As they were about to board the carriage, a servant from the Su family came with a package for Su Mi, sent by Su Qi, the young master of the Su family.

    Su Mi opened the package and found it full of chestnut candy.

    “Miss, the young master remembers to bring this to you every autumn when he returns from outside.”

    “I see.”

    Su Qi was four years older than Su Mi and had already reached the age of marriage when he was adopted by Yu Qingniang. They were not particularly close, and Su Mi disliked being around him even more due to the influence of Auntie Zhao and Su Zhen.

    But no matter how she treated him, Su Qi would always bring a big bag of chestnut candy back to her every autumn after his training in Xiaoxian County.

    Now, thinking back on what happened with Su Xian, Su Mi suddenly realized that Su Qi had actually been quite good to her.

    Su Mi handed the big bag of candy to Chun Mei to put in the carriage behind her and took a handful to eat on the way.

    The carriage they were taking to the capital was the same one Su Mi had ridden in before, but it was much more spacious now. She sat on the willow wood chair at the front, as usual.

    After a while, Su Mi took out a piece of chestnut candy and put it in her mouth, puffing up her cheek.

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    “When did you buy this?” Qin Yan was quite picky about his food and drink, and he asked when he noticed how much Su Mi was enjoying the candy.

    “My elder brother had someone make it specially in the county town and have it sent over. Do you want some?” Su Mi’s elder brother was known to Qin Yan, as he was adopted by Auntie Zhao and not a blood relative.

    “I don’t like sweet and greasy things.” Qin Yan’s face turned cold as he glanced at the yellow, shapeless, and rough-looking candy in Su Mi’s palm. He wondered how she could eat it.

    Su Mi withdrew her hand, thinking he didn’t want to eat it. It was the time of year when chestnuts were ripe, and if she were at home, her mother would have saved some for her. In the deep autumn, the chestnuts would be boiled and made into a sweet chestnut soup, and any leftovers would be used to make chestnut ice cream when the room was heated with a warm stove in early winter. That was the real delicacy…

    Thinking of Mrs. Yu, Su Mi felt a wave of melancholy in her heart.

    She lifted the carriage curtain and looked at Jiangling City, where she had been staying for over a decade, wondering if her husband would let her come back often in the future.

    After stopping at two post stations, the carriage finally arrived at the southern gate of Ying Tian City.

    The Lord’s residence was in the northwestern corner of Ying Tian City, backed by Longting Mountain, with the east and west gardens built facing each other and connected by an independent garden. From the outside, the west garden’s courtyard appeared slightly smaller.

    The east garden had three courtyards, and the pillars at the entrance of the main gate were supported by red stones carved with mountain tiger patterns, which made people feel a bit intimidated at first glance.

    The carriage stopped, and Su Mi leaned out from the inside, unconsciously looking around the Lord’s residence.

    The Lord’s residence was vast and magnificent, but Su Mi’s gaze fell on a woman standing at the entrance.

    She wore a jade-colored embroidered flower dress and a honey-colored peony cloak, with skin as white as snow and a beautiful face. Unlike Su Mi’s striking beauty, her expression was rather cold and resembled a lotus in clear water.

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    As Su Mi looked at the beautiful woman, a hint of sourness inexplicably rose in her heart. Who would keep such a beautiful woman at home for no reason?

    As Su Mi got off the carriage, she couldn’t help but complain inwardly, regretting that she had told her mother there was no one else living in the house.

    Lost in her thoughts, Su Mi didn’t pay attention to where she was stepping and suddenly lost her balance.

    She panicked and instinctively tried to grab something, but even the wooden pole at the front of the carriage was out of her reach, at a distance of about a foot from her fingertips. She was about to crash into the carriage body in the next moment!

    Su Mi didn’t even have time to scream, and she instinctively reached out to protect her head. However, the expected pain did not come. Instead, she felt a sudden pain in her wrist, and she was pulled into a familiar embrace.

    “I’m here, and you can’t even get off the carriage?”

    In Qin Yan’s light tone, which could not discern joy or anger, he wrapped her with one arm around her chest, and his hand moved down to hold her soft waist. With a gentle pull, they crossed the stool on the ground.

    Ye Yunshuang stood at the door and took it all in. The way Qin Yan whispered in Su Mi’s ear made her feel uncomfortable.

    Wasn’t he always the one who feared trouble the most?

    Then why did he marry a delicate merchant’s daughter and bring back a useless woman who needed someone to carry her, even though the carriage was just next to her? She was fox-like in appearance, but her expression was innocent.

    Ye Yunshuang adjusted her expression and walked confidently towards Su Mi and Qin Yan, hiding her subtle feelings in her eyes. She looked straight at Qin Yan and said, “You’re back.”

    With just a few simple words, the blush in Su Mi’s heart and ears faded away.

    Although Su Mi wanted to move away from Qin Yan’s embrace, she unconsciously wanted to make way for the women to take her position. Anyway, she didn’t want to stand in between Qin Yan and this woman. Her hand was hidden in her sleeve, trying to break free, but she was too weak compared to Qin Yan. His hand on her waist tightened, as if threatening her not to move.

    “The guest room in Dongyuan has been cleaned up,” Ye Yunshuang said without looking at Qin Yan, who is still holding Su Mi in his hand.

    This was the order Qin Yan gave before returning to the capital, and it was also the reason why Ye Yunshuang felt slightly better.

    “Okay.”

    Hearing this, Su Mi’s heart sank. She knew that Qin Yan didn’t like her. In Jiangling City, they were forced to share a room, but now that they were in the capital, he probably wanted to put her in a small courtyard.

    Feeling the sudden loss of warmth from Qin Yan’s embrace, Su Mi lowered her head in disappointment. It was only a momentary embrace; why was she being so moody?

    “Follow Feng Bao later,” Qin Yan whispered in Su Mi’s ear.

    “Yes, Lord,” Su Mi replied listlessly.

    As soon as Su Mi spoke, the sound of horses galloping grew louder and louder. Qin Yan finally let go of her waist, and she turned to see Ling An leading a chestnut horse. Along the way, Qin Yan’s horse had been ridden by Ling An and was now being returned to him.

    “Master,” Ling An said, handing the reins to Qin Yan.

    The dappled horse seemed to be quite dissatisfied with being ridden by Ling An earlier, and it wasn’t until the reins fell into Qin Yan’s hands that it gradually quieted down.

    Before mounting his horse, Qin Yan gave some instructions to Feng Bao, but Su Mi and Ye Yunshuang couldn’t hear them clearly because they were too far away.

    As the sound of the horse’s hooves faded away, Chun Mei ran out of the single-rider carriage from behind and caught up with Feng Bao, standing next to Su Mi.

    “Miss Yunshuang,” Feng Bao smiled and gave a bow.

    Ye Yunshuang nodded her head and looked cold, her beautiful eyes glancing at Su Mi, but she didn’t say a word and turned to leave, leaving Su Mi and her companions behind.

    Feng Bao saw Su Mi staring at Yunshuang’s back and whispered, “Madam, don’t worry, Yunshuang is always cold to everyone.”

    Except for the Master, of course, but Feng Bao felt that he shouldn’t say that.

    Su Mi responded as she walked, not minding Yunshuang’s coldness towards her. But then she asked, “Feng Bao, who is she?”

    “Miss Yunshuang was the daughter of the old master before he entered the palace. When the old master found our master on the street, he raised him up with Miss Yunshuang. So Miss Yunshuang knows our Master.”

    “Knows him?” Su Mi wondered, How could it be just knowing each other? They must have grown up together.

    Although Feng Bao was young, he had grown up in a poor family and had roamed the streets as a child. Later, he was sold into the palace by his parents at an early age and served many people. He was beaten a few times, but he learned to read people’s expressions and gestures.

    He looked at Su Mi’s expression and smiled. “Madam, although Miss Yunshuang is the old master’s daughter, she only moved to the West courtyard in the past two years. The east and west courtyards are far apart, and the master is usually not in the mansion. They probably don’t meet more than a few times a year.” Feng Bao gestured with his hand.

    “But since there are no women in the East Courtyard and not many people, Miss Yunshuang occasionally comes over to take care of things.”

    Su Mi knew that Feng Bao was comforting her, and she nodded apologetically. Whenever she encountered something related to Qin Yan, she couldn’t hide her emotions at all. It was really not good, and she needed to pay attention to it in the future.

    During the small talk, Su Mi was led to her courtyard, which was located on the innermost side, facing north and south, like the entire East Garden. Under the glazed tiles were pink walls, and the serpentine paths made of white stone intertwined with each other. A holly tree was planted at the base of the wall, bringing a touch of vitality to this desolate autumn.

    After passing through the galleries and corridors, they arrived at the main hall after a few more steps.

    Chun Mei put some of Su Mi’s luggage in the inner room, while Feng Bao directed the maidservants in the courtyard. When they finished, he walked over to Su Mi.

    “Madam, there aren’t many people in the house. If the maids in the courtyard are not to your liking, I can buy a few more for you.”

    Su Mi thought that Chun Mei was enough for her, but she didn’t want to contradict the housekeeper’s intentions.

    “Feng Bao, I’m alone and don’t really need all these people to serve me. If I need them, I’ll just use them.”

    Feng Bao knew that Su Mi had misunderstood something and suppressed a smile, saying, “Alright then, let me go and take care of the housekeeper’s duties. Yun Shuang has cleaned up the guest rooms because the master wants to renovate the main hall.”

    “When the main hall is ready, I will move Madam back to the main hall, and we’ll save you the trouble.”

    The Eastern Bureau was located on the west side of the Imperial City and was only a short distance away if one were to ride a horse for the time it takes to burn a stick of incense.

    The furnishings of the Eastern Bureau’s main hall were exquisite, with a brick-constructed screen wall behind it carved with mythical creatures symbolizing impartiality. Behind the hall was a temple, where the tablets of the chiefs who had managed the Eastern Bureau throughout history were enshrined.

    On two rows of elm wood chairs, the head seats were occupied by the chief and deputy chief of the Dongchang execution department, and behind them were various officials from the provinces.

    No one spoke, and the entire hall was quiet as if only the sound of breathing remained.

    It wasn’t until Qin Yan entered through the door that the sound of clothing rustling could be heard as everyone stood up.

    He walked slowly, every step seeming to tread on the hearts of those present, making them even more afraid to breathe.

    Chief executioner Zhou Zheng spoke first when Qin Yan sat at the head of the table: “Lord, these are the monthly reports submitted by the provincial officials. Please take a look.”

    Qin Yan opened the booklets on the table from each province and laughed after reading for a while.

    “I’ve only been away for a month, and it seems like the Eastern Bureau prison department might have grown some grass. Should I take you to the Northern Garrison to see how they capture people?”

    Although he was smiling, the coldness in his voice made the people present shudder.

    Zhou Zheng hung his head and didn’t know how to respond.

    The chief was delighted, and the people below, who were usually tense, finally had a reason to relax. The previous chief executioner was dismissed for a prisoner escape incident, and he was only recently transferred from the Jin Yi Wei, so he couldn’t establish his authority so quickly.

    Glancing at the deputy chief, who was also bowing his head, and the other officials behind him, it seemed that he was the only one who could respond to Qin Yan’s words.

    Luckily, there was some progress in Quanzhou a few days ago.

    “Lord, in fact, our men caught some wandering pirates from Quanzhou a few days ago, but we couldn’t communicate with them because of the language barrier. We found someone who understands the language, but they still couldn’t understand what the pirates were saying, so we are still using torture to interrogate them.”

    Qin Yan waved away the booklets he had just read and looked up at Zhou Zheng. “Is Wu Songling still in charge of the sea defense in Quanzhou?”

    “Yes, Lord.”

    Quanzhou is located on the southeast coast and has a prosperous sea trade. Goods imported through the Anbu Customs, such as yellow and white rattan, Siam silk, pepper, and wood, are all scarce items. However, everything has its pros and cons. With its long coastline, it is also easy for sea bandits and pirates to invade.

    The imperial court sent a special envoy to Quanzhou to set up a guard post. Wu Songling was one of the Quanzhou guard commanders who were sent there six months ago, but their effectiveness was not obvious. The reason for this was being investigated by the Eastern Bureau, which often encountered resistance from Wu Songling’s sailors.

    Therefore, Zhou Zhengcai felt that even though they couldn’t take credit for capturing the pirates, they could at least lessen their fault. Qin Yan glanced at him and said, “Take me to see the pirates.”

    “Yes, Lord.”

    ***

    The prison of Eastern Bureau was located together with the Eastern Bureau main building. Although it was not as famous as the Zhaoyu prison in Beizhen, if those who had committed crimes were given a choice, no one would want to enter the Eastern Bureau prison. The same executioners as in the Zhaoyu prison were the Jin Yiwei, but the techniques they used were devised by rootless eunuchs, such as using a wooden stick, nailing fingers, frying in oil, and standing with heavy shackles, which were horrifying just to hear.

    The prison had a special torture chamber. There were more than ten pirates this time, all with a fearless demeanor due to the language barrier. Even with torture, nothing useful was gained. When Qin Yan entered the cell, three of them had just been tortured.

    The three pirates were small in stature and had an ugly appearance, with dry grass and blood stains on their bodies and faces. The pungent stench made the two Jin Yiwei executioners cover their mouths and noses. When they saw Qin Yan come in, the lifeless eyes of the three prisoners looked around. Clearly, they recognized the executioner, and whoever followed him must be a higher-ranking official. The two Jin Yiwei looked towards the door at the sound of footsteps, quickly standing up and throwing off the cloth covering their faces.

    “Chief.” Qin Yan just glanced at them, bypassed them, and walked straight towards the three pirates who were locked in chains against the wall, slowing down three feet away. “Do you understand our language?” Qin Yan casually picked the rightmost one and stood directly in front of him. The three pirates seemed to have no reaction, muttering something in a foreign language. Qin Yan lowered his sleeve and smiled. “If you don’t understand, what use is there for your ears?” In an instant, Ling An’s hand flashed with a light, and the right ear of the pirate in front of Qin Yan was sliced off.

    A scream echoed through the torture chamber, and the drops of blood seemed to have been calculated, falling exactly one inch from Qin Yan’s polished boots. The blade rose and fell sharply, taking only a breath, and even Zhou Zhengcai and the remaining two Jin Yiwei, who were accustomed to blood, couldn’t help but hold their breath. The pirate who had his ear cut off was in great pain and fainted on the spot, but he was still hanging from his chains like a corpse, swaying back and forth. “Do you understand now?” Qin Yan moved to stand in front of the second pirate, while Ling An coldly followed and took a step forward, the blade still dripping with blood.

    The two remaining pirates looked at Qin Yan with fear and astonishment. In fact, they often roamed near the shore, so how could they not understand the words of the Ming Yin dynasties? However, when they were first caught, they pretended not to understand.

    They listened to the idle chatter of the two Jin Yiwei who were administering punishment and heard that they were waiting for someone who could speak their language to arrive, and then they would be executed with a single move.

    They knew that if they spoke too much, they would be killed, so they only said perfunctory words. Qin Yan looked down on them and said, “I will spare the life of the one who speaks first.”

    His imposing manner was extremely high, and his words were so unquestionable that the remaining two did not hesitate and began to vie for the opportunity to speak. “I-I’ll speak,” one of the pirates said nervously. “It’s Wu Songling, and we are taking advantage of the hills for a profit of one hundred and ten.” … As they walked out of the prison, the chief executioner lowered his head and asked, “Chief, how should we deal with that pirate?” He was referring to the one whose life Qin Yan had spared. The words of the master were always followed through, but he was unwilling to release someone like a pirate who had done so much harm and committed so many evil deeds.

    “Wait until the case is settled, then take him to the Mingqi.” The Mingqi was run by eunuchs, and it was a place to suppress the pirates. These pirates were lustful and had no qualms about ravaging many innocent women along the coast. At first, Zhou Zheng was uneasy when he heard that Qin Yan had spared his life, but now he was even more uncomfortable.

    This punishment would be more severe than death!

    “By the way,” Qin Yan paused for a moment and said, “the two executioners each receive twenty lashes.”

    Although Zhou Zheng was suspicious, he did not dare to ask any more questions. “Yes, my Lord,” he replied.

    As Qin Yan walked away, Zhou Zheng returned to the prison, where the cell had been roughly tidied up, and the pirates were all dragged back to their cells, leaving only the two Jin Yiwei who were fortunate enough to escape punishment. However, when they saw Zhou Zheng coming in, their hearts were lifted again. “How did you get them to confess?” Zhou Zheng asked sternly.

    “Why did they confess as soon as the Lord arrived?”

    “We used torture, but they wouldn’t confess. I guess it was because the Lord’s power was too great…” Although this reasoning had some merit, it didn’t explain why they had been interrogated for so many days with no progress. “When you were administering the punishment, did you think they didn’t understand the language of our dynasty and said something you shouldn’t have said?”

    Two Jin Yi Wei originally felt innocent, but upon hearing this, they looked at each other in confusion. Previously, they had said things like “Once we are done with them, we won’t need them anymore.” because they thought these people didn’t understand, but now they were being stubborn and refusing to say anything, so it was no wonder…

    Zhou Zheng understood their expressions and said, “The chief is kind-hearted, so he will only punish you with twenty strokes. Go down and receive it.”

    Twenty strokes from the Eastern Bureau, they feared that they would lose half their lives.

    “Thank you, thank you, Chief executioner; thank you, Chief.”

    The two weak Jin Yi Wei supported each other as they went down to receive their punishment, while Zhou Zheng looked at the remaining blood-stained chains, his thoughts also swaying with them.

    He had only been here for a short time, but the Chief seemed different from what he had imagined.

    In the imperial palace, in front of the door of Qianqing Palace.

    Zhu Jingyu wore a jade silk robe with a dark red background and a bouquet of longevity flowers. His handsome face was pale, and his white, jade-like hand rested on the long stone pillar in front of the door. He looked at the man who was walking towards him from the palace gate, and the gloom in his eyes finally became a little lighter.

    “On your wedding day, I thought you wouldn’t come.” Zhu Jingyu coughed a few times and covered his mouth with a fist.

    “The Eastern Bureau caught the pirates in Quanzhou,” Qin Yan said, taking a step up the marble steps and brushing off the light dust raised by his horse.

    “The pirates along the coast of Quanzhou have been rampant, and the court has sent three batches of silver, but it has all been in vain. Is it because of Wu Songling’s problem?” Zhu Jingyu turned and walked towards the palace. “If it’s him, he won’t be caught easily.”

    “So I will personally go to Quanzhou.” Qin Yan followed behind Zhu Jingyu, passing through the palace windows.

    “Are you willing to leave your little wife?” Zhu Jingyu joked, but in the next moment, a fierce look flashed in his smiling eyes, his voice low: “Ah Yan, you promised the old chief that I would be the leader. You swore, don’t forget.”

    Qin Yan raised his head coldly. “I haven’t forgotten.”

    After Qin Yan left, Zhu Jingyu’s expression became increasingly bleak. He flipped through the book of candidates for the night’s companionship on his desk.

    Lu Dehai approached with a bowl of medicine. “Your Majesty, it’s time to drink the medicine.”

    The brown medicine smelled bitter and unpleasant, making people nauseous. Zhu Jingyu tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp. Even though it was the most unpleasant medicine, after drinking it for twenty years, there would be no taste left.

    “Your Majesty, have you chosen tonight’s companionship?”

    Zhu Jingyu smiled gently at Lu Dehai. “Hasn’t Zhang Huaian already chosen it for me?”

    “Your servant dares not.” Lu Dehai quickly knelt on the ground.

    “Don’t dare…” Zhu Jingyu muttered to himself in the shadows, “then let me be peaceful for one night.”


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    5 Comments

      1. hana
        hana [Translator]

        sorry… i mistakenly put it in the wrong book.. my bad…anyway done fixing it back..thank you for the comment

        1. Yamiluu
          Yamiluu

          OMG, I’m came across as rude, I’m sorry! 😩😩😩.
          Just wanted to let you know it was on the wrong book. But great chapter!!! Thank you.’

          1. hana
            hana [Translator]

            actually i really appreciate your effort to let me know about it..thankz..hopefully you can continue to read the novel.. and please let me know,if i do make any mistake either with the translation or any major grammatically error…once again thank you for letting me know about the wrong book.

    1. Melicow
      Melicow

      They have an ambiguous relationship………. It’s pretty weird …..
      This king freak me out each time. His sickly apparence hide deep muddy water. He is dangerous for sure.