Chapter 1866: Chapter 1868: A Miscalculation
At this moment, the little eunuch’s face looked a bit better.
After Prince Le and the little eunuch left, Yang Chuxia finally looked at Ye Zi’an, who had already gotten up. He no longer had the sickly look from earlier, holding the royal decree and looking at Yang Chuxia with a silly grin.
Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but cover her face, and once they were inside the room, she angrily said, "You have the nerve to laugh? It’s all your fault!"
"Aren’t you enjoying it too?" Ye Zi’an muttered, then tossed the decree aside, stepped forward, and hugged Yang Chuxia, "Honey, should we continue?"
"Get lost!" Yang Chuxia was enraged again upon hearing this, "Xiao’an, Xiao’an, this isn’t good. How can you always think about this matter? You’re neglecting serious business just for this? Do you feel justified?"
"Ugh..." Ye Zi’an finally realized he might have gone overboard today.
Sitting on a chair, he covered his face with both hands, "Honey, my lifetime reputation is gone."
"Serves you right!" Yang Chuxia scoffed, "I told you to stop, but you wouldn’t listen. Who’s to blame?"
"Blame you!" Ye Zi’an awkwardly said, "Would I be like this if you weren’t so tempting?"
"...You win!" Opening her mouth, Yang Chuxia found herself speechless.
"By the way, why did that weirdo come?" Ye Zi’an rubbed his head, unable to understand what Prince Le was up to.
"Who knows, maybe it was just on a whim." Yang Chuxia looked at him again and said, "Hurry up and tidy yourself, then take the decree to the ancestral hall and place it there. We can’t let things go wrong this time."
"Got it."
The Capital City has always been the place where news spreads the fastest. Barely had Ye Zi’an’s appointment as Assistant Minister of Ministry of War arrived at Prince An’s Mansion before all the other families knew.
Everyone has their own little thoughts; who wouldn’t want their own person appointed to this position? Hence, ministers prepared to head to the palace, hoping the Emperor would retract the decree. But before they even left the house, the spies they sent out came back.
They said a royal decree had gone to the Luo Family.
Upon further inquiry, it was revealed that the current leader of the Imperial Army had been replaced by that blonde-haired boy from the Luo Family, Luo Linhao!
This meant something deeper. They thought the Emperor was going after the Luo Family, since all the military power of the Luo Family’s Third had been stripped. But then, the Emperor turned around and appointed his son as the leader of the Imperial Army, which was simply transferring things from the right hand to the left.
Truly, some families rejoice while others worry!
"Prince!"
The guard looked nervously at the person emanating coldness in front of him, unable to speak.
"Speak!"
Sweat had already reached his cheeks, but he dared not wipe it away. It seemed the prince had been like this ever since returning from Prince An’s Mansion.
Ye Zi’an regained his position, surely the prince wasn’t pleased, but when he learns about the Luo Residence news, he might get angrier. The guard felt a chill on his neck.
"Master, news from outside says Luo Linhao has been appointed as the leader of the Imperial Army."
Indeed, the air in the room grew colder.
"Scram!"
"Yes, yes!"
The guard rolled and crawled out, only feeling a touch of vitality when he reached outside.
"Looks like you miscalculated!" There was another person inside the room, a rather daring and somewhat capable guest of Prince Le, whom the prince greatly admired.
"Indeed, miscalculated." Prince Le snorted coldly, thinking the Luo Family would lose the military power of the West Mountain camp, and that the old lady of the Luo Family would definitely die of anger. Once she died, the father and son of the Luo Family would have to leave the court. Who knew she didn’t die and, instead, the Luo Family took control of the Imperial Army?