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  • My Husband is a Flower

    Chapter 96

    During this period, the merchants and clans of all sizes in the capital were filled with anxiety.

    The Eastern Bureau, with lightning-fast speed, along with the officials from the Yingtian Prefecture, began to investigate and seize accounts. Whether they were large or small households, if they had any hidden taxable items, they were confiscated at three times the amount.

    In the business world, it was rare to find someone who was completely clean. Considering this, naturally, the wealthy families in the capital were all involved, but there were reasons behind it. Even though there were complaints, people could only discuss the matter cautiously.

    Even though Su Mingde knew that the Li family was also implicated, he wasn’t worried at all. After all, everyone knew that the chief of the Eastern Bureau was his son-in-law. How could they possibly seize his own household?

    In the study of Su Mansion in the southern part of the city, the old butler poured a pot of fresh tea and said casually, “Master, Auntie Zhao has been staying in the firewood room for half a month. What should we do?”

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    The old butler had been with Su Mingde for decades, and seeing the lifeless Su family now, he was very worried. The mistress didn’t come back, and Auntie Zhao was locked up. Only Auntie Lu remained in Jiangling City.

    There were no female members in the mansion, and that was a big problem.

    Su Mingde’s patience with Auntie Zhao ran out when he found out that Su Qi wasn’t his son. Furthermore, Yu Zhiqiu hadn’t achieved any success in the imperial examinations, and she nearly caused him to lose a son. He had no desire to see her anymore. If it weren’t for the reputation of the Su family, he would have sent her to the authorities long ago.

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    “Yypvla, Zswdt Yypvla Fw Ck byp alvwadle.”

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    “Wkdl, zlv bkx kd.”

    “Zlp, Yypvla.”

    Fw Ck oyp caswtbv kd cu vbl Fw qyxkzu’p plahydv. Tl blpkvyvle qsa y xsxldv yde nyzzle swv, “Yypvla.”

    Fw Ykdtel zssjle yv bkx lmralppksdzlppzu yde pyke, “Txx, yal usw blal vs vyjl Gwdvkl Hbys yoyu?”

    Fw Ck dseele. Ohld vbswtb Gwdvkl Hbys bye xyel xkpvyjlp, pbl bye vyjld nyal sq bkx obkzl bl oyp tasokdt wr. Tl nswzed’v ktdsal bla.

    “Yypvla, R byhl dlhla vswnble vbl vkvzl elle sq vbl Fw qyxkzu’p pbsr yzz vblpl ulyap. R yx tayvlqwz qsa vbl dwavwakdt yde nyal usw byhl tkhld xl.”

    After Su Qi finished speaking, he solemnly knelt down and kowtowed to Su Mingde three times.

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    In fact, he also wanted to say that if there was a chance, he would like to meet Jian Yujue. He had stolen Jian Yujue’s life for so many years but never had the courage to confess. Perhaps it was too late. However, when he looked at Su Mingde’s impatient expression, he decided not to say it in the end.

    Su Mingde waved his hand and said, “Alright, you can leave. Tell Auntie Zhao that she doesn’t need to come back to the Su family anymore.”

    As he said these words, he didn’t even look at Su Qi. After raising him for so many years, only to find out that he wasn’t his own son, every glance at him now disgusted Su Mingde.

    “Okay.”

    When Auntie Zhao came out of the firewood room, she initially thought that Su Mingde had forgiven her. However, she soon discovered that he intended to divorce her. Naturally, she cried and made a fuss, but Su Mingde’s plan was to use this to change Yu Qingniang’s mind, so he didn’t pay her any attention.

    It wasn’t until she was taken away by Su Qi in the carriage that the entire Su Mansion suddenly fell into silence. Su Mingde suddenly had the feeling that it was too late for this. Yu Qingniang might not come back.

    The investigation and seizure of accounts had been ongoing for ten days, and on the final day, Zhou Zheng arrived at Su Mingde’s residence with his men.

    Su Mingde watched as Zhou Zheng took out the account books and started emptying the house item by item according to the records. Even the deeds of the shops and courtyards in the capital were confiscated. All the financial and mental effort he had spent in the capital over the past two years seemed like a mere illusion.

    Unable to help himself, he approached Zhou Zheng and pointed at the surrounding officials and agents of the Eastern Bureau, saying, “Zhou, have you made a mistake? This is the Su family. Why aren’t you stopping them?”

    “The accounts are being investigated jointly by the Yingtian Prefecture and the Eastern Bureau. How could there be a mistake?” Zhou Zheng commanded while speaking sternly.

    Su Mingde had seen Zhou Zheng before and wondered if this matter was also approved by Qin Yan.

    “But I…”

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    Zhou Zheng glanced at Su Mingde. He had heard of this person’s shrewdness and how he employed his business acumen to the fullest extent, even when dealing with his wife and children.

    So Zhou Zheng impatiently said, “I know who you are and what you want to say.”

    “If it weren’t for the master’s consideration for Madam’s face, he wouldn’t have confiscated only one of your properties in the capital,” Zhou Zheng coldly stated. “The master said that since you have made Madam unhappy, anything you obtained through her will be reclaimed. That’s already the master’s greatest tolerance.”

    In fact, these words were made up by Zhou Zheng. After all, if he were to tell Su Mingde that when he asked Qin Yan, Qin Yan simply said the word “confiscate,” Su Mingde probably wouldn’t believe it and would argue further.

    “Alright, don’t disturb our work. We will also take back this house.”

    After the officials from the Eastern Bureau and Yingtian Prefecture left, Su Mingde slumped in his chair, looking at the empty house and the empty deed boxes. He never understood why, after being shrewd his whole life, he ended up with the outcome of a broken marriage and scattered family…

    ***

    Originally, the investigation into tax evasion was not limited to the capital; of course, the wealthiest region, Jiangnan, couldn’t be left out. However, the richest family in Jiangnan, the Shangguan family, directly donated hundreds of boxes of jewels to the capital from the beginning, which unexpectedly saved the other wealthy families in Jiangnan.

    Part of the funds raised were deposited into the national treasury, and the rest were directly sent to the border regions to address the issue of deserters.

    On a summer evening, the yellow glazed tiles reflected a dazzling light under the setting sun, but soon the sky darkened and a storm was imminent.

    Zhu Jingyu stood at the entrance of Qianqing Palace, looking at the palace gate. The jade platform below Qianqing Palace was quite high, and he was accustomed to looking into the distance from there.

    He ascended the throne at the age of nine, initially relying on a stool to look at Ye Qing, but later his gaze shifted to Qin Yan. The palace was a prison he could never escape from, and everyone around him, including Qin Yan, was also trapped in this prison in order to keep him alive.

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    Lu Dehai looked up at the sky. “Your Majesty, it’s getting windy. It seems that it will rain soon. It would be better for you to go inside and wait.”

    “Wait a little longer, Ah Yan will be here soon.”

    “Yes, Your Majesty.”

    Lü Dehai draped a dark cloak over Zhu Jingyu. Perhaps due to the medication he had been taking, Zhu Jingyu’s health had improved significantly recently.

    Zhu Jingyu watched as Qin Yan entered the palace, passed through the Qianqing Palace gate, and then withdrew his hand from the pillar he was holding onto. “Go inside.”

    As Qin Yan entered the Qianqing Hall, Zhu Jingyu had already returned to his usual seat behind the square case. He appeared natural and no different from usual.

    “The Shangguan family is quite insightful. I don’t know who leaked the information to them, but they sent hundreds of boxes overnight. Together with these border provisions, it should buy us some time.”

    “Hmm.” Qin Yan raised his head. “Why did you summon me here today?”

    Zhu Jingyu pondered for a while. “You will personally deliver the silver this time to the border. I’m afraid Zhang Huaian might have other plans.”

    Qin Yan raised an eyebrow, showing no doubt. “Alright.”

    Zhu Jingyu smiled. “Ah Yan, over the years, no matter what I said, you always agreed without finding it troublesome.”

    In the past few years, Qin Yan had grown accustomed to such questions from him. He disliked hearing them and found them meaningless. “I’ve said before that I promised Ye Qing to take good care of you.”

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    Zhu Jingyu lowered his head and tugged at the corner of his mouth, his gaze somewhat dim. “I know.”

    As Qin Yan walked towards the door, Zhu Jingyu stared straight at his back. He had thought about it countless times, and this time, he finally dared to call out softly, “Brother.”

    Though his voice was small, Qin Yan heard it. He frowned, looked back at Zhu Jingyu, paused for a while, and then replied, “Hmm.”

    When Qin Yan reached the gate of the Qianqing Palace, he glanced at the slanting eaves above. Ling An appeared from the shadows and respectfully bowed his head.

    “Master.”

    “When I am not in the capital, you will watch over him in the palace.” Qin Yan felt that today’s Zhu Jingyu was somewhat strange.

    Ling An hesitated, which was rare for him. “Master, but you are going to the border city this time. I was thinking-“

    Qin Yan gave him a cold glance. “Do I still need your protection?”

    “Yes, Master!”

    Qin Yan glanced at the entrance of the Qianqing Hall. Zhu Jingyu’s figure was small, just like when he first saw him, hiding behind a pillar, thinking that he couldn’t be seen. How naive.

    Zhu Jingyu watched as Qin Yan left the palace gate. It started drizzling from the sky.

    “Lü Dehai, let Yue’er leave tomorrow.”

    “Your Majesty, the scheduled departure was still several days away.”

    Zhu Jingyu whispered, “You know, there isn’t much time left.”

    Lü Dehai sighed silently. “Shouldn’t Your Majesty go and visit Zhang Yue’er at the Chuxiu Palace today?”

    Zhu Jingyu turned and walked back to Qianqing Hall. “No need.”

    Reluctantly, Ling An returned to the Qianqing Hall as ordered by Qin Yan. He sat on the sandalwood beam, keeping watch over Zhu Jingyu below.

    Zhu Jingyu tilted his head back, knowing the answer but asking anyway, “Ling An, during the last time, when Qin Yan was injured in Mocheng, were you there?”

    Ling An initially didn’t want to speak to him, but when Qin Yan was mentioned, he replied, “No, I was ordered to stay in the capital.”

    “What if this time you had not gone and Qin Yan got injured in the border city?”

    Ling An had wanted to say that the chief would not be harmed, but then he recalled how Zhang Huaian’s men had targeted the chief last time.

    Zhu Jingyu continued casually, “Although Qin Yan is formidable, if a sufficient number of assassins were to appear unexpectedly, he would still find it difficult to defend himself.”

    “While I am in the palace, there are the Imperial Guards and the Jin Yiwei. Nothing will happen. You can go and catch up with Qin Yan,” Zhu Jingyu said.

    Ling An furrowed his brow. “I won’t obey orders from anyone other than the chief.”

    “But I know that Qin Yan saved your life. If you don’t go and Qin Yan gets injured like the last time, will you regret it?”

    A crack appeared on Ling An’s expressionless face. Guarding Zhu Jingyu was not his intention. He only served Qin Yan, and naturally, he wished to stay by his side.

    “Wait for two more days. Secretly follow him, and he won’t notice,” Zhu Jingyu suggested.

    “….Hmm.”

    ***

    The next day, at the entrance of Shunzhen Gate, there was a luxurious palace carriage at the forefront, followed by several empty carriages with over a dozen large red wooden boxes on top.

    Zhang Yue’er, now in her attire from when she entered the palace, had been young at that time. Two years had passed, and she was now in her prime, captivating with her bright eyes and white teeth, enough to make anyone like her at first glance.

    Even though she was about to board the carriage, she kept turning her head to look back at the palace gate, anticipating something.

    “Master, let’s go. His Majesty really won’t come,” Shuangfu said, tightening his grip on the decree that Lü Dehai had secretly handed him and shaking his head helplessly. Lü Gonggong had said that he couldn’t say anything until they reached Lianshui County.

    “But His Majesty didn’t come yesterday either.” Zhang Yue’er would have been happy to go back, but not seeing him made her feel somewhat disappointed.

    She comforted the restless Eggheart in her arms and pinched its head. She muttered, “He doesn’t want to come see me, but at least he could come see Eggheart.”

    “Ah, Master, let’s get on the carriage. Don’t wait anymore.” Shuangfu didn’t know how to persuade her and could only repeat this sentence.

    “Hmm… You’re right,” Zhang Yue smiled to herself. “I’ve only been away for a few days, and His Majesty probably thinks we’ll meet again soon, so he’s too lazy to come and see me off. Don’t you think so, Shuangfu?”

    Shuangfu looked at Zhang Yue’er, who was once again full of vitality and happiness, and sighed. His master was truly someone who couldn’t be hated. Just two days ago, everything was fine, so why did His Majesty suddenly want to send her away from the palace?

    Zhang Yue’er, having figured it out, prepared to climb onto the carriage with Eggheart in her arms. Suddenly, taking advantage of the opportunity, Eggheart broke free from her embrace and gleefully dashed toward the back of Shunzhen Gate on its short legs. Zhang Yue couldn’t catch up in time, so she hurriedly lifted her skirt and instinctively followed after Eggheart.

    When she reached the glossy vermilion gate, she saw Zhu Jingyu with a dumbfounded expression and Eggheart , who was trying to climb onto his thigh.

    Zhang Yue’er was stunned for a moment, both surprised and delighted. “Your Majesty, why are you here?”

    She thought he wouldn’t come, but if he wanted to send her off, why was he hiding behind the gate?

    “I happened to pass by this place and remembered that you were leaving today, so I came to take a look,” he replied.

    “Oh, I see. You accidentally passed by,” she realized.

    While they were talking, Eggheart had already climbed into Zhu Jingyu’s embrace. Its paws firmly grasped his robe as it looked at him with round cat eyes, much calmer than when it was in Zhang Yue’er’s arms.

    Zhang Yue smiled at Eggheart’s actions. “Your Majesty, Eggheart doesn’t want to leave you. Why not let it stay? I’ll be back in a few days anyway.”

    Zhu Jingyu gently stroked the yellow fur of the lynx in his arms and shook his head firmly. “Let it accompany you back.”

    Zhu Jingyu handed the lynx to Zhang Yue’er, but to his surprise, Eggheart clung tightly to his sleeve and refused to let go.

    Its claws were embedded in the bright yellow brocade robe and couldn’t be easily pulled away by human strength.

    “Your Majesty, it doesn’t want to come with me. Let it stay in the palace,” Zhang Yue suggested.

    Zhu Jingyu glanced at Zhang Yue, then lowered his head to cover Eggheart’s tender pink ears and whispered something softly. As if understanding, Eggheart suddenly released its claws.

    “Take it with you.”

    Zhang Yue’er took it back and looked surprised. “Your Majesty, what did you say to it?”

    “I said when it comes back, I will reward it with a box of dried fish.”

    Zhang Yue’er chuckled at his words. “Then when I come back, will Your Majesty reward me with something?”

    A hint of sadness flickered in Zhu Jingyu’s eyes, but he still smiled. “Whatever you want, I can reward you now without waiting for your return.”

    “I… I want what His Majesty said, ‘like.” Zhang Yue blushed, but she refused to lower her head. She looked at Zhu Jingyu with shyness and bravery, filled with the concerns of a young girl, pure and beautiful.

    Zhu Jingyu stood by the wooden gate, stunned for a moment, and then slowly approached. As if exerting all his strength, he embraced the woman in front of him. His lip

    Zhu Jingyu stood by the wooden gate, stunned for a moment, and then slowly approached. As if exerting all his strength, he embraced the woman in front of him. His lips moved near her ear several times, but in the end, he said nothing.

    The carriage had been gone for a long time with Zhang Yue, but Zhu Jingyu still stood at the entrance of Shunzhen Gate, looking at the scattered imprints of wheels on the ground. He turned his head to look at Lü Dehai and asked, “Lü Dehai, do I look spirited?”

    Just at that moment, Lü Dehai’s eyes welled up with tears. “Spirited, Your Majesty, as promised, is the most spirited and handsome.”

    Zhu Jingyu raised his lips. “Hmm, that’s good.”

    Since birth, he had been taking medicine, barely surviving with a weakened body. But he didn’t want Zhang Yue’er to remember him in such a fragile state.

    “Tell the Prefect of Jiangling Prefecture to find her the best marriage. The red box I’m giving her contains dowry items, and the land deed and marriage contract will be recorded in the prefecture’s registry, never to be changed.”

    “Yes… Your Majesty.”

    ***

    On the fourth day of the journey to the border city, Qin Yan heard some noises. He suddenly lifted the carriage curtain and collided with Ling An, who was riding a warhorse and couldn’t dodge in time. The carriage came to a halt immediately.

    Qin Yan frowned. “Why are you here?”

    “Master, I…,” Ling An couldn’t meet Qin Yan’s stern gaze for the first time. “The border is too chaotic, and Zhang Huaian will send people to assassinate you.”

    “Did the Emperor send you?” Qin Yan didn’t wait for his answer and continued, “What else did he say?”

    Ling An shook his head. “Nothing.”

    Qin Yan remembered Zhu Jingyu’s expression before he left and swiftly mounted the warhorse Ling An rode over. “Escort these to the border.”

    “Master…”

    Qin Yan turned his head and gave Ling An a fierce look, causing him to reluctantly retreat into the carriage.

    ***

    Inside the Qianqing Palace, Lü Dehai held a bowl of medicinal soup, trembling as he handed it to Zhu Jingyu. “Your Majesty, drink this. Once you drink it, you’ll fall asleep instantly without feeling any pain. Please remember to leave half a bowl for your servant.”

    “Is that so?”

    “I wouldn’t deceive you. I used to drink this to cleanse my body.”

    Upon hearing this, Zhu Jingyu suddenly smiled. He drank half of it and handed the rest to Lü Dehai, who was sitting in the corner.

    As the black smoke slowly rose, Zhu Jingyu began to feel a bit drowsy. “Lü Dehai, why did you enter the palace in the first place?”

    Lü Dehai’s eyelids drooped. “I was sold by my stepmother for twenty copper coins.”

    “And then?”

    “That was it, there… there was nothing after that.” Lü Dehai tilted his head and lay down in the corner, gradually losing consciousness.

    Perhaps due to consuming too much medicine, it took a while before the smoke began to irritate Zhu Jingyu’s nose. His head started to spin, and the heat from the flames made him sweat profusely.

    The smoke was choking him, but he couldn’t even muster the strength to cough. His breath felt constricted, as if being slowly drained away. He began to struggle for air.

    Zhu Jingyu gently lowered his hand, and in the moment of closing his eyes, he still had a smile. “Brother, you don’t need to tire yourself for me anymore.”

    In the twenty-third year of Jingyuan, on the night of the 19th of the sixth lunar month, a great fire inexplicably broke out in the Qianqing Palace. The flames burned from the inside to the outside, and thick smoke billowed. When the Imperial Guards discovered it, the fire had already reached the rafters of the palace, making it impossible to enter. After the fire was extinguished, only two charred corpses remained in the corner of the palace, along with fragments of a bright yellow imperial robe on one of the bodies.

    Zhang Huaian stood outside the palace, looking at the testament he held in his hands. He couldn’t help but feel elated in his heart. Finally, the world would fall into his hands. However, the last sentence of the testament was unnecessary and contradictory, making him feel uncomfortable. Was the Emperor truly foolish in the end?

    “Qin Yan, the chief of the Eastern Bureau, who has been arrogant and overbearing for many years, is demoted from his official position. However, considering his contributions, he is rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and expelled from the city of Yingtian.”

    ***

    In the study of the chief’s mansion, all the surrounding windows were closed, enveloping the room in darkness without a trace of light.

    Resting against the corner of the wall, there was a figure dressed in black. His deeply carved, handsome face showed no expression. With one leg folded, there were scattered and disordered letters and documents by his side.

    Su Mi gently pushed open the door. Even though it was summer, an inexplicable chill filled the room.

    Su Mi couldn’t clearly see Qin Yan’s expression, but it was the first time she saw him in such a sorrowful state—so sorrowful that she couldn’t find the words to console him.

    “Lord..”

    After a long time, Qin Yan finally raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse. “Su Mi, from now on, I no longer have a younger brother.”

    ***

    In the backyard of the County Magistrate’s residence in Lianshui, Zhang Yue’er sat on a stool, peeling loquats. She had cleaned and peeled them a few days ago, and now she was grinding them into a fine paste. Since it was intended for the Emperor, she naturally had to make it herself.

    “Yue’er, take a break.” Zhang Yue’er’s mother, Madam Fan, watched her daughter tirelessly make loquat paste these past few days, feeling distressed.

    “That little eunuch said that the Emperor doesn’t want you to return to the palace anymore. Can’t you stop?” Madam Fan stood up, intending to retrieve the iron pestle from Zhang Yue’er’s hand, but Zhang Yue’er’s grip was too tight, and she couldn’t budge it.

    “Mother, I want to return to the palace.”

    Madam Fan, always gentle and unable to say harsh words, could only repeat what the prefect had said to her husband these past two days. “The prefect has said that he will find a good marriage for you.”

    “Mother wants to choose someone in Jiangling City, someone closer to you.”

    Zhang Yue’er shook her head, her movements not ceasing. “Mother, I won’t marry someone else. According to the agreement, I will return to the palace in two days.”

    “But Yue’er, the Emperor doesn’t like you. He has demoted you to a commoner. How can you go back?” Madam Fan said helplessly.

    Zhang Yue’er paused her hand and looked at the egg custard by her feet. “It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t like me. He must like Eggheart. I can bring eggheart to him.”

    A lynx—what use could it have? Madam Fan thought Zhang Yue’er was speaking nonsense, but out of consideration for her daughter’s mood, she shook her head and didn’t say anything more.

    In the courtyard, the only sound left was Zhang Yue’er’s pounding and grinding.

    Until the evening, Shuangfu stumbled and ran in from the outside, his face pale. “Master, Master!”

    When Zhang Yue’er saw Shuangfu, a glimmer of hope surged within her. He had already set off to leave Lianshui County, so could it be that the Emperor had ordered him to come and fetch her?

    She smiled brightly. “Has the Emperor sent someone to fetch me?”

    “Master…”

    Shuangfu cried and said intermittently, “No, it’s the Emperor; the Emperor has passed away.”

    The smile on Zhang Yue’er’s face froze, and the glass jar in her hand fell and shattered into four pieces.

    “Passed away?” Zhang Yue’er stood motionless by the bench, as if her soul had left her body. She murmured to herself, “He was fine when he left, how could this happen…”

    “Shuangfu, are you lying to me?”

    Shuangfu cried beside her, unable to respond. Zhang Yue’er’s heart tightened at the sight. “Mother, I want to return to the capital. The Emperor must still be waiting for me. He can’t be dead.”

    Madam Fan had not yet fully comprehended the news from Shuangfu. Zhang Yue’er’s words made her even more anxious. “Yue’er, don’t be foolish. It’s already this late, and you want to go back?!”

    “Mother, that night, I heard it.”

    “What? What are you talking about, Yue’er?”

    Zhang Yue’er squatted down, hugging herself and burying her face in her knees. Tears silently dripped down her arms onto the ground.

    [“Yue’er, can you stay in the palace and accompany me for a lifetime? Then, I’ll consider it your agreement.”]


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    3 Comments

    1. Melicow

      😭😭😭😭
      This is so unreal. How can he left just like this?
      Suicide was like a escape for him. Poor him he suffer for so long. But being burnt… So painful and so sad. .. I’m crying so much…

    2. S.L
      S.L

      Noooo! I was hoping for a twist🥲🥲🥲🥲😭😭😭 poor emperor.