flstandardbreds Chapter 52 Thank Your Own Ancestors
Chapter 52 Thank Your Own Ancestors
As the New Year draws ever closer, the Crown Prince's official duties become increasingly busy.
Similarly, Su Yizhuo was also spinning like a top, working non-stop every day.
Even when his adoptive father told him who his marriage partner was, he was too weak to resist.
All he wanted to do right now was collapse onto the bed and sleep for three days and three nights.
This prince is a scoundrel!
Using the excuse that he had something important to do, he was given most of the tasks he needed to handle.
He hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days.
All I see when I close my eyes are those damn official duties.
Following the clues they found, the Crown Prince meticulously pieced together the evidence and finally discovered who was having an affair with Consort Xu.
They sent men to guard the vicinity of Consort Xu's palace, and as soon as the person showed his face, they immediately brought him to her.
Su Yizhuo had been staying up all night for several days in a row, and he really couldn't stay up any longer.
Her face, which had lost weight in just a few days, was now adorned with two large dark circles under her eyes.
Seeing his own miserable reflection in the bronze mirror, Su Yizhu stormed into the East Palace, placing his hands on the Crown Prince's desk: "Brother, you don't want to lose your younger brother, do you?"
The crown prince raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.
It was concealed again before Su Yizhuo discovered it.
She put down her pen and looked at him with interest: "What do you want to say?"
"Brother, I'm begging you, please have mercy and let me rest for two days! I simply can't finish all the tasks you assigned me."
Su Yizhuo pointed to the dark circles under his eyes: "Look! My dark circles have even gotten onto my face."
She scratched her head again, then held out her palm to him: "I've lost a lot of hair. Can you bear to see me die young?"
The prince's smile deepened: "How could you bear it?"
"Su Yizhou!"
"I'm here. What do you want to say?"
Su Yizhu gritted his teeth: "I thank your ancestors for eight generations!"
"It's alright, thanking your own ancestors is the same. But if you don't want to be beaten to death by the Emperor, you'd better keep your voice down."
Su Yizhuo was so angry that he paced around the hall several times.
Then, shamelessly, he slid down to his knees again: "Brother, please, let me rest for a bit. Just one day, just one day will do. I haven't taken the three-day vacation you promised me last time."
He really is destined for a life of hardship.
Before transmigrating, he saved up a lot of vacation days to earn money for Ningning's surgery.
I thought I could finally enjoy life after time-traveling, but I ended up being forced to do hard labor.
What use is the title of the Second Prince to him?!
The Crown Prince looked at Su Yizhuo and pondered for a moment: "How about this, I'll give you a day off tomorrow, so you can rest at home."
Su Yizhu knelt on one knee, placed his right hand on his chest, and looked at him with piety and fervor: "Brother, you are my god!"
The prince was disgusted and got goosebumps all over his body: "Count to three. If you don't disappear by then, stay and keep working."
Upon hearing this, Su Yizhuo wished he could drive in four-wheel drive, fearing that if he was too slow, he would be left behind.
The concubine came out from behind the curtain and sat in the spot where Su Yizhuo had just been sitting.
He picked up the pastry in front of the prince and put it in his mouth.
"Is there anything else?"
"Your Highness, I've only come to keep you company."
"Did Mother make things difficult for you again?"
No, not at all.
At most, she'd have her aunt come and give her a little nudge from time to time.
Tell her not to forget her duties as a concubine.
Just kidding, she was just a concubine.
What right does she have to interfere in the Crown Prince's affairs?
The Crown Prince snatched the crumpled pastry from her hand and threw a handkerchief at her: "If you're unhappy about something, just say it. Don't take it out on my pastries."
"How dare I?"
"Stop being sarcastic. I know your personality very well."
The concubine hesitated, then twisted the handkerchief in her hand into a ball.
She longed to go crazy like the Second Prince, disregarding all dignity.
But she can't.
"Speak plainly, I'm busy here."
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
The concubine smiled ingratiatingly at the Crown Prince, revealing two adorable little tiger teeth: "Your Highness, can't we really welcome the principal wife into the Eastern Palace first?"
She was truly fed up with the Empress sending people to nag her every few days.
She doesn't have the fate of a principal wife, so why should she have to endure the suffering of one?
This is absolutely outrageous.
The crown prince looked at her and smiled.
From his 37-degree mouth came two cold words: "No."
The smile on the concubine's face gradually cracked.
Her twitching lips betrayed her inner breakdown.
For the sake of her entire family, the concubine forced herself not to utter a curse.
Using the last ounce of self-control, he forced himself to return to his bedchamber.
After the concubine left, the Crown Prince did not touch his pen for a long time.
No one knew that the concubine was a wife he had chosen himself.
Actually, he was the one who least wanted the principal wife to marry into the Eastern Palace.
Su Yizhuo left the East Palace and went straight back to his own bedroom.
He didn't come out when it was time for dinner.
The Imperial Concubine summoned a palace maid: "An'an, go and see what the Second Prince is doing. Why hasn't he come to eat yet?"
"Yes, ma'am."
When the palace maid called An'an arrived at Su Yizhuo's bedchamber, she was stopped by the guards at the door: "Miss An'an, His Highness has given instructions that no one is allowed to disturb his sleep unless summoned by His Majesty."
"Is His Highness sleeping? Then I won't disturb him."
Upon learning that her son was asleep, the Imperial Concubine felt a little relieved.
She had been watching how hard Su Yizhuo had been working these past few days.
It's good to be able to sleep a little longer now.
"Go tell the kitchen to keep the food warm. It will be ready for the Second Prince to eat when he wakes up."
What the Imperial Concubine didn't expect was that Su Yizhuo slept straight through until the next morning.
Perhaps because he hadn't slept for such a long time in a long time, Su Yizhuo didn't feel very awake when he woke up. Instead, he felt weak all over.
Su Yizhu rolled over and muttered, "Tsk, I really am born to be a workaholic, a real scoundrel."
Hearing the sounds coming from inside the room, the guard standing at the door pushed the door open and came in: "Your Highness, breakfast is ready."
"Bring it in."
The guard waved his hand towards the door, and then several palace servants carrying trays filed in.
Having not eaten for over ten hours, Su Yizhuo was starving.
They didn't care about any rules and devoured the food in no time.
The guards were speechless with astonishment.
Anyone who didn't know better would think that the Second Prince had been possessed by a starving ghost today.
After dealing with the trivial matters reported by the housekeeper early in the morning, Wei Dongning took the money for buying a house and went with Xiao Fu to find the house that Gu Peiyan had told her about, the one that Qian Rong had taken a liking to.
With the warm hospitality of the original homeowner, the condition of the house was carefully inspected.
Just as Gu Peiyan said, everything that should be there is complete.
Apart from the broken well pulley in the courtyard, there were no other problems.
But these are minor issues; we can simply buy new ones and replace them.
“Your house is really nice, I like it very much. But I think fifty taels is a bit too high, how about forty-five taels?”
The original homeowner was an honest and kind man.
My elderly mother is ill and I urgently need money, so I'm preparing to sell the house.
Upon hearing Wei Dongning's words, the man clenched his fist and hesitated for a long time before finally releasing it.
You could hear the pain in his voice: "Forty-eight taels, madam. I really need this money; my mother is waiting for it to save her life."