kvmb Chapter 371 And... I Miss You
Chapter 371 And... I Miss You
"But if I don't get promoted..." she murmured to herself.
When I entered the government, one reason was to protect my family, and the other was that if I could hold some real power, I might be able to make the world a little better.
At least, let your children marry freely in the future...
"Sir, we're here."
The driver's voice interrupted my thoughts.
The vermilion gate of the Hanlin Academy looks particularly solemn in the morning light.
Su Yue straightened her clothes and just as she stepped into the door, she heard a sarcastic greeting:
"Hey, the prince consort is here?"
Li Shijiang stood in the corridor with his hands in his pockets and a fake smile on his face.
She is a sixth-rank editor and has always been at odds with Su Yue.
Su Yue didn't even bother to raise her eyelids: "Good morning, Lord Li." She walked straight to the bookkeeping office without stopping.
A low voice came from behind: "It's different when you climb up the tree..."
If it were in the past, Su Yue would have had to fight back.
But now... She touched the jade pendant given by the retired emperor on her waist, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly - if she has this free time, she might as well approve a few more documents.
In the bookkeeping hall, Zhao Yinghuan, the dean of the academy, was assigning tasks.
Seeing Su Yue come in, she shook the gold buckle on her rhino horn belt: "Master Su, you have arrived at the right time. The proofreading of the Jinglong Encyclopedia is still waiting for your review."
Su Yue respectfully took the file, but she knew clearly in her heart that this old fox deliberately assigned the most tedious task to her.
In the past, I would have had to argue for my rights. But now...
"I obey your command." She agreed readily, and when she turned around, she deliberately shook the jade pendant on her waist.
Zhao Yinghuan's pupils shrank - the four small characters "Shu Ren Jun Zi" written in imperial calligraphy sparkled in the morning light.
The old lady's personal belongings were actually given to this girl from a poor family?
"By the way." Su Yue walked to the door and turned back, smiling harmlessly, "The Seventh Prince said he wanted to try the preserves from King's House in the South City. I have to go there at noon.
If Mr. Zhao has anything to do, please arrange it in the morning.
Without waiting for a response, she left leisurely, leaving Zhao Yinghuan with a gloomy expression.
Several low-ranking female officials gathered together in the corridor and whispered:
"Did you see that? Dean Zhao got humiliated!"
"Who made her marry the prince..."
"I heard that when I returned home yesterday, the Emperor gave me a token of honor..."
Su Yue turned a deaf ear and walked straight towards the proofreading room.
After these days of ups and downs in officialdom, she has realized one thing: it's just a show.
Make friends with those you get along with, and keep your distance from those you don’t.
As long as she doesn't touch her reverse scale, she doesn't bother to care.
It was almost noon, and Su Yue packed up the case files and prepared to go buy candied fruit for Zhou Ziqian.
As soon as he walked out of the gate of the Hanlin Academy, he ran into a group of imperial guards escorting an official hurriedly passing by.
"Is that... the Minister of the Imperial Household?" Su Yue narrowed his eyes.
The tea doctor beside him whispered, "Your Excellency, don't you know? This morning at the court, the censor accused her of smuggling official salt, and the evidence is solid..."
Su Yue's heart skipped a beat—wasn't that account book just the day before yesterday...
"Yuer." A familiar voice sounded behind him.
Gu Qingyan appeared at the entrance of the alley at some point, dressed in black, with the token of the Shadow Pavilion faintly visible on his waist.
The two of them walked into the private room of the teahouse, and Gu Qingyan lowered his voice and said, "The Third Princess's men tried to silence us last night, but we intercepted them."
Su Yue tapped the table with her fingertips: "What is the Empress's attitude?"
"Playing dumb." Gu Qingyan sneered, "But the old queen has said that this case must be thoroughly investigated."
Su Yue seemed to be lost in thought.
It seems that the situation in the court is more complicated than she imagined.
Just as I was about to ask again, I heard a commotion downstairs.
"It's His Majesty the Seventh Prince!"
Su Yue looked out and saw Zhou Ziqian, dressed in moon-white casual clothes, standing at the gate of the Hanlin Academy looking around.
The sunlight gave him a golden edge, making him look like a beautiful jade.
"Tsk, here comes the check-up guy." Gu Qingyan teased.
Su Yue smiled, patted him, and hurried downstairs.
When Zhou Ziqian saw her come out, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Sister!" Then he hurriedly changed his words, "Su, Master Su..."
"Why are you here?" Su Yue naturally took his hand.
"Father... The virtuous emperor said the food at the Hanlin Academy was not good and asked me to bring some snacks." Zhou Ziqian held up the food box, his ears slightly red. "Also, and... I missed you."
The last few words were so soft that they were almost inaudible, but they made Su Yue's heart soften.
She took the lunch box and pulled him into her arms amidst the crowd: "I was just about to buy you some preserves."
Zhou Ziqian's eyes lit up, and he forced himself to remain calm: "No, no rush...official business is more important..."
The two walked side by side on the street, attracting countless eyes.
Some were envious, some were jealous, and more were curious - what was so special about this poor official who married a prince?
"Did everything go well today?" Zhou Ziqian asked in a low voice.
Su Yue squeezed his hand and said, "With the support of His Highness the Seventh Prince, who dares not to succeed?"
Zhou Ziqian was anxious: "That's not what I meant! I'm worried..."
"I know." Su Yue interrupted softly, "I was just kidding." She pointed to the candied fruit shop in front of her, "Wang Ji's plum candy, Yaoyao will definitely like it."
Zhou Ziqian was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the trees, casting tiny spots of light on his face.
As Su Yue watched, she suddenly felt that perhaps being a slave wasn't such a bad thing. To protect such a smile, it was worth it.
After buying the candied fruits, Su Yue simply walked back slowly with Zhou Ziqian.
"Sister..." Zhou Ziqian suddenly stopped, "If...if our daughter in the future..."
Su Yue's heart skipped a beat - she was just thinking about this.
"I don't want Yao Hanhan to end up like my father..." Zhou Ziqian's voice tightened, "being forced to marry someone she doesn't like..."
Su Yue held his hand tightly. "No." She looked towards the palace with a firm gaze. "I will give our child the right to choose."
Zhou Ziqian nodded heavily, his eyes full of trust.
The shadows of the two people holding hands stretched out long in the sunset and gradually merged into one.
The sound of a night watchman's drum came from afar. Su Yue suddenly smiled as if she remembered something. "Let's go home. Aze must have prepared a table of food and is waiting to hear your latest news from the palace."
Zhou Ziqian's eyebrows curved: "Well, go home."
The twilight is closing, and the lanterns are starting to turn on.
From the direction of the Su Mansion, the sound of children's laughter could be heard faintly. There, they shared the future that they would protect together.
In the early morning of the Su Mansion, just as the sky was getting light, Mu Feng was already busy in the kitchen.
He was wearing a plain apron around his waist, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and was kneading a ball of dough skillfully.
Freshly made bunny buns were neatly arranged on the chopping board. They were prepared for Yaoyao.
"Mu Feng, you got up so early again?" Su Yue leaned against the door frame with her coat on, looking at the sweat oozing from Mu Feng's forehead.
Mu Feng didn't even look up, his hands moving non-stop. "Ningning was noisy last night and woke up early, so I came to prepare breakfast." He threw the dough onto the chopping board and said, "Yuer, isn't she going to the Hanlin Academy today? I steamed your favorite red bean paste buns."