Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 376: Infuriated, Aren’t You?
No wonder Heir Pei was puzzled. You have to know, ever since he became famous, the Emperor has only ever praised him. Whatever the matter, he would affectionately call him "beloved minister." The relationship was amiable and close; even when he beat up a Prince, the Emperor would turn a blind eye. Now he’s reduced to being called "that kid from the Pei Family" by the Emperor. Where’s the justice in that?
It seems these days, being the Emperor’s son-in-law is not as good as being the Emperor’s minister.
Heir Pei sighed deeply.
The Emperor saw Heir Pei’s expression and immediately became displeased, "What is that look? What is that look? Sending you there is giving you a chance, and you don’t appreciate it?"
Pei Ji’an, "...Your humble servant does not dare, your humble servant feels very honored."
The Emperor snorted lightly, "You wouldn’t dare."
Then he turned to his daughter with a slight smile, "Let’s go, dear daughter."
All the way, the Emperor kept instructing them on how to behave once they reached the prison. In short, they had to watch his mood, with the aim of making King Jie uncomfortable.
And so they arrived at the prison.
The Emperor didn’t need to bring any evidence, no witnesses or material evidence was necessary. Just his daughter standing beside him was enough for King Jie to understand everything.
Just one look and you could tell they were father and daughter—who needs any further proof?
King Jie was indeed greatly stimulated. Now, he had nothing left, his son was implicated, yet the other side’s daughter was living well.
"It’s impossible, how could you have found her, it’s impossible..."
But he clearly...
But he clearly what?
This is also what the Emperor wants to know.
Because if King Jie’s plan went accordingly, the daughter would not have had such a favorable outcome today. It would have been impossible for her to marry Heir Pei. King Jie would certainly ensure his daughter suffered terribly, yet she didn’t, meaning something unexpected must have happened.
King Jie couldn’t utter a word—it was indeed an accident.
He had originally planned meticulously, to steal one for revenge, and leave another for the Emperor to destroy himself—this was what he called cutting to the heart.
He didn’t immediately make the real princess suffer because a person already in dust doesn’t feel much disparity. If she falls from the high standing of a nobleman’s daughter to a lowly prostitute, that disparity is the most torturous.
It could be said that Li Jirou’s early life was almost supervised by others.
Later, when the Li Family got into trouble, her fate was meant to undergo a major change, directly falling from high to dust.
But it was at this moment that King Jie’s whereabouts were discovered. The Emperor got two great helpers, Pei Ji’an and Xiao Shiqing. Both kept a close eye on him. He was busy fleeing for his life, where would he have the leisure to concern himself with Li Jirou?
And those who were originally in charge of supervising Li Jirou left to cover for him. By the time he was safe, Miss Li’s whereabouts had already disappeared.
The human traffickers obliterated Miss Li’s background to sell her at a good price, leaving his people nowhere to investigate.
Just like that, King Jie couldn’t find Li Jirou.
Last time, he said the Emperor’s daughter was being tortured, just to provoke the other, and also to comfort himself. He hoped that it was true, hoped things happened as he planned, after all, the Emperor hadn’t been able to find his daughter, wasn’t he free to make things up?
As a result, the Emperor did believe it. King Jie wasn’t aware of how happy he was, but before long, the Emperor appeared with his well-daughter right in front of him.
"After she left the Li Family, she went to the Pei Mansion and married Heir Pei," the Emperor spoke slowly. He certainly wouldn’t mention his daughter’s time as a maid—he only told the pleasant part to infuriate the enemy.
As expected, King Jie was infuriated. Having failed already left him badly wounded, now provoked further by the Emperor, seeing the harmonious interaction between the father and daughter, he directly spat out a mouthful of blood.
But the Emperor did not stop, "What can I do? My daughter is so beautiful that Heir Pei fell in love with her at first sight, insisting on marrying her. He turned down so many noble ladies introduced by his family. To successfully marry my daughter, he specifically sought my decree. I didn’t even know she was my daughter at the time—just moved by Heir Pei’s determination. In the end, I personally arranged their marriage. That wedding was grand—I suppose you’ve heard about it, it was quite the spectacular scene!"
Qu Fulan: "..."
Pei Ji’an: "..."
If he remembered correctly, the Emperor didn’t even attend the wedding back then, did he? At that time, he even despised his wife for being the daughter of a criminal, and now he’s painting it better than it was.
But King Jie didn’t know that, he was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Of course, he had heard about it; although he was captured at that time, he still had eyes and ears around him. After all, he was captured by Heir Pei and Prince Xiao, he naturally paid attention to these two’s movements. Heir Pei’s marriage was such a big deal, how could he not know?
At that time, he was infuriated—suffering in a prison while the ones who captured him were celebrating a wedding.
And now, upon knowing who his wife was, he was even more enraged.
Why did he end up like this while those people lived so well?
Why was the Emperor’s daughter, who was sold away, able to become a Princely Heir’s wife?
While his son had to end up a prisoner?!
Heaven is unjust!
The Emperor saw King Jie spit blood and look unwilling, knowing that his purpose had been achieved. He wanted King Jie to live out his days in misery, knowing that what he desired would forever be unattainable!
Satisfied, the Emperor left the cell.
After leaving, he was stuck in melancholy for a while. Although he successfully irritated King Jie, the deceased could not be revived.
The melancholy did not last long. Heaven had been kind enough; at least he was left with a treasure.
"Sweet daughter, you’ve never tasted the meal cooked by your father, have you? Shall your father cook for you when we return?"
The Emperor intended to make up for everything that was once missed.
Qu Fulan: "No need for the trouble, right?"
"No trouble at all, no trouble at all. Cooking for a dear daughter is what your father is more than willing to do." After speaking, seeing Pei Ji’an still standing by, the Emperor frowned discontentedly, "Pei Ji’an, why haven’t you gone yet? Aren’t you a court official? Do you have nothing to do all day long? If you’re really that idle, I don’t mind finding some things for you to do."
Pei Ji’an: "..." Heh, who was the one who asked him to the prison earlier? And now turning a blind eye after crossing the river, he’s burning bridges!
The Emperor impatiently waved his hand, "Go, go, the more I see you, the more annoyed I get."
He had just reunited with his daughter. He had no intention of acknowledging any son-in-law, especially a marriage granted without his knowledge. It was such a headache!
Pei Ji’an naturally couldn’t stay any longer. Indeed, there were many things he needed to handle, but letting her walk away with the Emperor alone seemed a bit...unsettling?
Qu Fulan knew he was worried about her, so she said, "You can go ahead and be busy, come back for me after you’re done."
Pei Ji’an then nodded, "If anything happens, send someone to find me."
Qu Fulan smiled at him, "Go ahead and take care of your work, I’ll look after myself."
The Emperor, watching this scene from the side, was so distressed he felt like spitting blood. Were they treating him as if he didn’t exist, as if he were dead? He was standing right there, yet they were exchanging loving glances in front of him—what an utter disgrace!
"That’s enough now, my daughter is my concern, not yours. Now get going, or I’ll dock your salary!"
