To Be A Virtuous Wife

65

He Yuan strode in front of the pleading Wen guipin and smiled as he lowered his head to look at her: "What is Wen guipin doing? It's a major offence to cause a disturbance at Tian Qi Palace."

Wen guipin used her sleeves to roughly wipe away the tears on her face. She gave a cold smile as she stood, raising her chin to look at this wang ye who had a face full of pride in front of her: "If that was true, then it's unknown how many times Rui Wang would have been punished. Whether or not I should be punished, that is up to the Emperor, not a wang ye like you. Wang ye must have learned protocol as a child. Didn't anyone ever teach you how to interact with a shu mother?"

He Yuan's face instantly darkened. An unfavored guipin dared to rebuke him? He said in a low voice: "Ben wang's protocol doesn't need to be corrected by you. If Wen guipin has the ability, you should go beg fuhuangto free da ge." He turned to raise his hands in a fist to He Heng. "Er ge, er sao, greetings."

"Good day, san di," He Heng looked at the guards standing nearby, a polite smile on his face, "If san di is requesting to see fuhuang, it's better to let them report early. Fuhuang has just taken his medicine. I'm afraid he will be resting for a while."

"I didn't think that er ge and si diwould arrive here faster than me," He Yuan's words implied that He Heng had arrived early because he'd been notified in advance.

"We used a quick horse and whip to rush here right after we heard fuhuang became ill," He Heng didn't seem to hear the implication, a hint of embarrassment on his face, "It was lucky that fuhuang is as long-lived as the sky and was not seriously ill. But I was being ridiculous."

He Ming, who was standing near the couple, bowed to He Yuan without speaking and retreated to the far side of the room.

He Yuan glanced at him, calmly commenting: "It seems si di's body is much better."

"Thanks for san ge's concern. Yu dihas no major problems," He Ming switched topics as he continued, "It was a pity that I couldn't help fuhuang with this matter. I feel guilty."

He Yuan narrowed his eyes at this nondescript didi. A while later, he gave an icy smile and didn't reply.

Qu Qing Ju silently watched this great play of the Imperial House. The hatred Wen guipin had towards He Yuan, the scorn He Yuan visibly held towards He Ming and the barely discernible dissatisfaction He Heng held towards He Yuan. Everything was displayed before Qu Qing Ju's eyes. She felt that, in this world, the most complicated relationships to ever occur between husband and wife, father and son, brother and brother, were all formed in the Imperial House.

Ever since lao da framed him, he'd been restricted to his fu and even fuhuang seemed disappointed in him. Therefore, after being freed from house arrest, He Yuan would always think of those stifling days whenever he saw someone connected to He Qi. His personality had always been loud, and he was never willing to discomfort himself. He'd always said whatever he thought and did whatever he wanted.

He gazed icily at Wen guipin. Seeing her eyes were full of hatred, he sneered: "Wen guipin shouldn't use such eyes to look at ben wang. If it wasn't for da ge framing me, I wouldn't have been imprisoned in the wang fu. If you want to hate someone, hate da ge for having such malicious thoughts. Don't hate an innocent person like me."

"Your Highness Rui Wang is innocent?" The gentleness and sincerity that usually appeared on Wen guipin was now completely absent. She pointed at He Yuan and, with a piercing voice, accused him, "You dare to say that you didn't control the salt governance, didn't put out high-interest loans, didn't buy and sell official posts?!"