After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 677 Getting Beaten Up
Old Madam Duke Chong picked up the tea, not realizing in her panic that the tea was just brought in by the maid. She gulped it down, only to burn herself and throw the teacup away.
The maids outside heard the commotion and rushed in like a swarm.
"Old Madam, are you alright?"
"Get out, all of you!"
The maids quickly retreated and closed the door behind them.
Old Madam Duke Chong held her Buddha beads, fidgeting with them rapidly. There were few who recognized that Jade Pendant; thirty years had passed and several generations of maids and servants had changed in the mansion. No one could identify it except...
Old Madam Duke Chong’s hand paused, her thumb slowly sliding over a Buddha bead before she began fidgeting even faster.
...
The Imperial Palace, Chaohua Palace.
The Emperor stood in front of the hall, gazing at the painting hanging on the wall.
The person in the painting seemed to be smiling at him.
The Emperor stood before the portrait, as if immersed in its world, meeting with the figure within.
Eunuch Fu stood behind the Emperor.
Hearing some movement, he glanced to see a little eunuch running in.
"Has Marquis Dongxiang arrived?" Eunuch Fu asked.
"Not yet," the little eunuch shook his head.
Eunuch Fu couldn’t contain his curiosity.
Marquis Dongxiang had arranged to meet the Emperor in Chaohua Palace, but it was unknown what they would discuss.
Eunuch Fu worried a bit that Marquis Dongxiang might strike the Emperor.
Years ago, when Marquis Dongxiang entrusted Consort Yun to the Emperor, he declared that if the Emperor failed to care for Consort Yun, he would beat the Emperor until his teeth fell out.
Consort Yun died during childbirth, although not directly the Emperor’s fault, she still died within the palace.
Years ago, Marquis Dongxiang had already hit the Emperor twice, so another occurrence wouldn’t be surprising.
Another half hour passed before the sound of footsteps was heard.
Eunuch Fu turned his head, seeing Marquis Dongxiang striding forward rapidly.
The Emperor looked at him, "Why did you arrange for us to meet here?"
Marquis Dongxiang did not respond to the Emperor, instead he gazed at the painting on the wall.
The once-lively cousin was now merely a painting on the wall.
Marquis Dongxiang felt a desire to skin the Emperor alive.
Years ago, he couldn’t protect Cousin Yun, and now can he rely on him to protect Jinjin?
From Marquis Dongxiang’s eyes, the Emperor saw disdain.
Full of disdain.
The Emperor felt a stifling block in his heart.
With Consort Yun gone, he was more grief-stricken than anyone. Had he known childbirth would claim her life, he would rather she had never been pregnant.
You could say the Emperor was truly unlucky, as Marquis Dongxiang meant to talk about Consort Yun and the childbirth issue, yet before he spoke, the Emperor first expressed regret about Consort Yun’s pregnancy.
This directly pierced Marquis Dongxiang’s wound.
He had been holding back from hitting the Emperor, but these words directly triggered Marquis Dongxiang’s fury.
Marquis Dongxiang couldn’t hold it in. He raised his fist and punched the Emperor’s face.
Eunuch Fu and the little eunuch had not even reacted before the Emperor was hit.
Spinning halfway, he fell onto the offerings table, scattering fruits and desserts all over the ground.
Eunuch Fu, "..."
Little eunuch, "..."
Eunuch Fu managed to keep calm.
The little eunuch was trembling with fear.
Seeing Marquis Dongxiang hit the Emperor, would he be silenced!?
Eunuch Fu hurried to stop Marquis Dongxiang but was easily brushed aside.
Marquis Dongxiang grabbed the Emperor by his dragon robe and pulled him up, "Say it again!"
The Emperor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, bewildered by the blow.
If Consort Yun weren’t pregnant, she wouldn’t have died in childbirth;
Shouldn’t Marquis Dongxiang feel the same? Why was he enraged?
Eunuch Fu managed to steady himself and stepped forward, "Let’s talk things over, the dead cannot be brought back to life."
No matter what, he’s still the Emperor, and Marquis Dongxiang should not overstep his bounds.
If Duke Chong and the others learned of this, they would impeach Marquis Dongxiang, and how could the Emperor maintain his royal authority without punishing him?
Marquis Dongxiang had a hot temper but wasn’t impulsive. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have waited until today to confront the Emperor in Chaohua Palace.
One could say Eunuch Fu was also puzzled, as yesterday was a joyous occasion in Dongxiang Marquis Mansion with Mr. Su marrying Princess Fu Yun, yet Marquis Dongxiang seemed irritable instead of joyful.
Could it be that witnessing the marriage made him recall Consort Yun’s wedding? If so, he should have thought of it during Princess Consort Zhenbei’s wedding long ago.
Landing a single punch on the Emperor didn’t relieve Marquis Dongxiang’s anger. He was about to throw another punch, grabbing the Emperor’s collar, "Do you know Jinjin, she is...?"
Words reached his lips, but Marquis Dongxiang held back.
Just then, a young eunuch approached, seeing Marquis Dongxiang throw punches at the Emperor, turned pale with fright.
Seeing this, Eunuch Fu said, "What are you doing here?!"
The little eunuch lowered his head, wishing he could pluck out his own eyes, "Prince, Prince Zhenbei Mansion’s Old Madam Zhen’s remains have been found...."
"Found?" Marquis Dongxiang furrowed his brows.
The little eunuch nodded quickly.
Marquis Dongxiang released the Emperor’s collar, "We’ll discuss this another day."
Leaving these five words, Marquis Dongxiang turned and left.
Eunuch Fu hurriedly helped the Emperor, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"
The Emperor grimaced in pain.
It truly hurt him.
Ever since becoming Emperor, worn by state affairs, he had forgotten most of the martial arts he learned in his youth.
His body wasn’t conditioned to withstand blows; the same punch which once left only a red mark, now caused swelling.
And Marquis Dongxiang’s martial skills weren’t what they used to be either.
Eunuch Fu looked at the two young eunuchs, "If anyone dares to speak half a word of today’s events, I’ll cut out his tongue!"
The two young eunuchs shook their heads in unison, "We know nothing!"
As Marquis Dongxiang walked out of Chaohua Palace, he noticed a young eunuch hiding behind the stone lantern, secretly watching.
With a glance, Marquis Dongxiang scared the young eunuch into fleeing at once.
Marquis Dongxiang didn’t bother to chase, turned around and left.
The young eunuch raced to Phoenix Palace like the wind, reporting to the Empress about Marquis Dongxiang entering Chaohua Palace.
As the Empress, the Emperor’s confidante, she was inwardly displeased by how the Emperor harbored such sentiments for someone who had been dead for fifteen or sixteen years, visiting occasionally to pay homage.
But thinking of Princess Nanzhang, she felt somewhat better in her heart.
A person who had been ’dead’ for eighteen years was alive, living right under her nose, pricking her heart daily.
Although Consort Yun lived in the Emperor’s heart, she could never stand before him again.
Yet they had a bastard child living in this world...
The Empress sat on the Phoenix Chair, her face twisted and frightening.
The palace maids and eunuchs hardly dared to lift their heads.
Something crossed her mind, as a murderous intent flickered in the Empress’ eyes.
A more terrifying smile appeared on her grotesque face.
The Emperor stayed in Chaohua Palace, as Eunuch Fu dispatched the little eunuch to fetch ointment for the swelling to apply on the Emperor.
Gazing at the Emperor’s swollen face, Eunuch Fu said with distress, "How could Marquis Dongxiang act like this?!"
No matter what, he is still the Emperor.
Even if ignoring the person, shouldn’t he at least respect the Dragon Robe?
The Emperor waved his hand, "Never mind. Ever since I learned he was still alive, I expected to get a beating. Getting away with just one punch is not too bad."
Eunuch Fu, "..."
The little eunuch too afraid to look up, "..."
