Pampered Consort of the Fragrant Orchard

As long as it was made by her, he would definitely eat it no matter what.

Then I’ll go see what seasonings are in the kitchen first.” Seeing it was getting late, Du Xiaoli rose to leave.

“Mm. Go on.”

Du Xiaoli left, and Luo Qi stared idly at Du Xiaoli's cup.

What the hell should he do?

In the evening, Ji Liufeng looked for Du Xiaoli to discuss things. The heavily injured soldiers would stay here to recuperate first and wait until the New Year to go back. Those with minor injuries would come with them.

Du Xiaoli didn't have any objections to this. After all, traveling in this kind of weather was not good for the seriously injured soldiers.

Early the next morning, the group departed. Due to the time constraints, everyone rode on horseback, so those who couldn't ride stayed behind.

On the way here, everyone had been on the road for over twenty days. Now that they were all on horseback, they were more than twice as fast. Considering the injured, Du Xiaoli and the others still slowed down their speed a bit. They only needed to make it back in time for the New Year.

However, this plan was broken when they were halfway there.

In the middle of the night, Du Xiaoli was woken up by a knock on the door, accompanied by Leng Er's anxious voice.

“Princess Consort, wake up, something happened in the capital......”

Hearing Leng Er's words, Du Xiaoli rolled over and sat up on the bed in a flash. Quickly putting on her clothes, she opened the door to see Leng Er standing outside with an anxious look on his face.

“What's wrong?”

“Princess Consort, I just received news from over there that something has happened in the capital, and both the Emperor and the Prime Minister have been imprisoned,” Leng Er said.

“What did you say?! My father and the emperor were imprisoned?” Du Xiaoli was shaken.

“Prince Ren attempted to usurp the throne and brought together a group of officials to revolt. Two days ago, he led a palace rebellion.” Leng Er said.

Han Minghong?!

“How about my father and the others? Is this news reliable?” Du Xiaoli asked.

“Mm, Leng San and the others sent the news, so it shouldn't be wrong. The message says that the Prime Minister was imprisoned in the Prime Minister's Manor by his wife.” Leng Er said.

The door of the room next to them opened, and Luo Qi walked out, “What happened?”

“Something happened to my father and the others.” Du Xiaoli says, “Leng Er, you tell the soldiers to return later while the few of us rush back first. Right now, we need to pack up and leave immediately.”

“We can go with you guys,” Luo Qi proposed, seeing Du Xiaoli's anxious look.

Du Xiaoli looked at Luo Qi. It would be better to have a few of them to help, so she nodded and said, “Then go notify them.”

“Okay.”

Xia Yuan and Ying Ge quickly packed up their things. Because of the emergency at hand, they left behind things like clothing, and each person just brought one small bag.

Outside the inn, Leng Yi had already prepared everyone's horses. Du Xiaoli and the others got on horseback and departed from the city they had spent the night at. When they arrived at the city gates, Du Xiaoli took out Han Mingyi's token and had them open the gates, allowing them to gallop away into the night.

Early the next morning, thousands of miles away in Feng Ming City, in the Prime Minister's Manor.

Zhong Meiqing arrived at Du Yunhan's house. When the people guarding the gate outside saw her, they saluted in unison.

“Open the door.” Zhong Meiqing commanded coldly.

“Yes.” The guard closest to the door stepped forward, took out a key and unlocked the door. Pushing it open, he gestured, “Madam, please.”

Zhong Meiqing waved her hand, motioning for all the people behind her to stay outside. Then she took a box containing breakfast from Cui'er's hand, and walked in.

The guards closed the door behind her.

“Master, have some breakfast.” Zhong Meiqing placed the box on the table and brought out the rice inside.

Du Yunhan, who was lying on the bed, looked straight at the ceiling and paid no attention to her.

“Master, it's not healthy to skip breakfast.” Zhong Meiqing came to the bedside after bringing out all the breakfast.

“Can I still eat now?” Du Yunhan didn't even bother to bestow a single glance to Zhong Meiqing, “Moreover, can that rice of yours be any good?”

“Master, I'm doing this for your own good!” Zhong Meiqing became a little emotional when she saw Du Yunhan's appearance, “I had a hard time begging the Empress Dowager to spare your life. If not, they would have killed you! You are my husband, I will protect you!”

“Your protection is to put poison inside the meal so that I can only lie here?” Du Yunhan looked at Zhong Meiqing with a sarcastic expression.

“I just added a bit of Soft Tendon Powder. It only makes you weak, it won't harm your body.” Zhong Meiqing said, “After this all passes, I will give you the antidote. By then, when His Highness Prince Ren succeeds to the throne and Xin'er marries Prince Ren, you will be the father-in-law of the country!”

“I don't care about your usurped imperial father-in-law position.” Du Yunhan once again shifted his gaze upwards and said coldly, “You guys have been planning this all along, haven't you? Your marrying into the Du Manor was also part of your plan?”

“No! I married you because I really like you! But what about you? I promised you my heart, what did you give me?” When Zhong Meiqing heard Du Yunhan's words, her emotions erupted and she began to storm around. “What did you have when I married you? You were nothing more than a top student who had just graduated from school! No power, no money. If it wasn't because I married you, if it wasn't for my father's promotion, could you have the position you have now? But what about you? How have you treated me all these years? For so many years, you never came to my courtyard, and even when I gave birth to children for you, you never cared a bit. I've managed our home for you for so long, but you didn't even say a word of thanks! You say it yourself, are you worthy of me?”

“I never said I wanted you to do anything– bear children? Do you need me to remind you what methods you used to do that? Other than Suxin, no one is qualified to bear me children!” Du Yunhan laughed coldly.

Zhong Meiqing looked at Du Yunhan with disbelief, froze and staggered back step by step. Then she screamed and pushed all the rice from the table onto the floor.

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