Reborn Daughter: The Young Lady Wants to Make a Trouble

Xueyue stood there, puzzled by his words. She stared at the closed wooden door, her eyebrows furrowed. Except for today, she had never seen this man once in her life, and they had only talked for ten minutes, but he seemed to have fallen in love with her. What a strange person...

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard in the wooden corridor. "Xiaoyue, I finally got out of hell - oops, I was talking about class!" Li Wenmin shouted from the other side of the corridor.

Xueyue looked back and saw Wenmin, who was full of energy, hopping towards her with a bright smile on his face. He held a sword in one hand and a helmet in the other. "He must have finished practicing swordsmanship," she thought to herself.

"Let's go practice archery!" Without waiting for her to answer, Li Wenmin grabbed her wrist and dragged her through the hall to the open space behind the manor. She followed him without saying a word, smiling.

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Li Chenyang's study.

"This tea seems... quite interesting." The man said after placing the teacup on the table.

King Li Chenyang leaned back in his chair and chuckled. "Your sister succeeded," he said, resting his cheek on his supporting arm.

Although Duchess Wang Chil-sing was more than capable of mastering any skill she decided to learn, making tea was the one she was worst at.

She was always curious about blending different teas, flower petals and even herbs together. Her favorite hobby was forcing her children and husband to taste her unique creations.

They had been sickened several times by the strange mixture. Finally, she decided to use it only to torture her husband.

Today, Duchess Wang Chil-Sing decided to “enhance the flavor” by combining dried rose petals, star anise, and a pinch of sea salt.

"Because your Majesty came so suddenly, I was unable to notify the servants in advance to prepare a new batch of tea, Your Majesty." Lord Li Chenyang lied nonchalantly. He just wanted the emperor to suffer without being hurt.

As we all know, the emperor was a scheming man, and his hobby was to find concubines for his sons.

Lord Li Chenyang realized that if the emperor was interested in a woman, it was often for the benefit of his sons.

Li Chenyang recognized that the emperor's interest in Xueyue was a disastrous thing. He didn't want the innocent young woman to stay in the palace where flowers were indulged.

"Your tone suggests that you are angry with me. Why?" the emperor pondered. He took another sip of the strange-tasting tea.

Lord Li Chenyang smiled sweetly. "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I don't understand what you mean." Lord Li Chenyang said lazily.

If Lord Li Chenyang was a simple man, the emperor would have put him in jail for offending the emperor. Or worse, beheaded without trial. No one dared to speak out and insult the imperial family, especially Emperor Wuyi.

"What did I say to those extravagant titles?"

King Li Chenyang resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "I won't call you brother-in-law."

The Emperor leaned back in his seat and smiled.

"You'd better take off your disguise, it's ugly," Li Chenyang suggested, looking disdainfully at the fake beard, the spots of dirt and makeup on his face, and the random signs of age.

The Emperor shrugged and said, "I like it, it humbles me."

"Of course I am honored to have you here. But why are you here? I am definitely not here to ask for tea and breakfast." King Li Chenyang said.

It was very rare for the emperor to come in person without his advisers and ministers. The court was difficult to manage. If the situation was not important, why would a pure person like the emperor leave his throne?

The emperor's reason was very brief: "We need you to return to the palace."

The corners of Li Chenyang's mouth turned down into a sad expression. A trace of anger flashed across his face, and his fingers clenched into fists. "Why do you need me?"

The emperor smiled coldly. "Do I need a reason to summon the Prime Minister back to court?"

"You must have a good reason to call back a retired prime minister," Lord Li Chenyang angrily said. He hated court life and scheming ministers.

Court life is cruel and terrible. Who is the friend or the enemy behind the friendly mask?

As prime minister, Li Chenyanggong was one of the most powerful men in the country. However, the job took a toll on his sanity. In the process of consolidating his position, he nearly lost his wife and children.

Besides, he did not need the income and prestige that a title would bring. He was already very wealthy, judging by the trade routes and ports controlled by his family.

"If the situation was not so serious, would the Emperor come to summon you personally?" The Emperor responded calmly, with a nervous smile and a pair of hostile eyes on his face.

Lord Li Chenyang was surprised to see the fierceness in the emperor's eyes. They were long-term friends who grew up together.

Seeing that the emperor looked serious and had no sense of humor, he asked helplessly: "How long will it take me to return to the capital?"

"As long as I need you." The response was very brief and did not reveal the specific time.

Lord Li Chenyang could only guess that he would be at court for a long time. "I can't leave my wife, who is also your beloved sister, and my children for a long time."

He tried not to frown, but his lips dropped. He didn't want to leave his wife and children behind. The moment he stepped into the courtroom, he had no time to leave.

The emperor raised an eyebrow at his excuse. "You don't have to stay away from them. You have a house in the capital, which is very close to the palace."

Mr. Li Chenyang thought of this house which did not belong to him, but to his lovely wife.

The Queen Mother gifted the mansion to Duchess Wang Qixing when she got married, hoping that the two could live in the mansion in the capital for a long time. But the couple had different plans.

They wanted to get away from the capital and the life in the palace, so they moved to Hecheng, a city at least a week's journey from the capital.

"My beloved sister has been informed of this change. I am surprised she did not consult you," the Emperor commented.

Li Chenyanggong frowned. He remembered that a few days ago, his wife wanted to tell him something, but he was busy with paperwork and refused her. He had a premonition that he would regret it later, but he didn't expect it to come true so soon.

The emperor added: "You also saw what she looked like when Minghua died. She gave birth to Minghua and raised him in this place. All of Minghua's memories are in this terrible manor."

He had always had a soft spot for the quiet Minghua, who looked so obedient and taciturn, and he wondered if she still had a voice of her own.

"It's not good for my sister to stay in this manor only a few weeks after your daughter's death. She will think of Minghua wherever she goes."

Li Chenyanggong sighed wearily as he looked at the blatant facts before him. Before Xueyue arrived, his wife would refuse to leave their room because every corner she passed would remind her of the memories she shared with Minghua.

The newly decorated garden, the corridor where Minghua sat and gazed, the pavilion where she sat and read, every piece of furniture and every part of the house had her painful memories. Staying in this house, Duchess Wang Qixing began to feel suffocated slowly.

Lord Li Chenyang knew that she didn't want to be a burden, and asking to move was a thankless task. He felt stupid for thinking that she could easily get over Minghua's death.

He asked helplessly: "Does my lovely wife have any ideas?"

The emperor smiled inwardly. He had won the battle. "My beloved sister wants to move back to the capital, and my mother wants to see her, too. She hasn't seen her daughter for many years."

He looked at King Li Chenyang's expression, from annoyance to reluctance, and finally, acceptance. "Okay, I'll go back to the capital now."