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"Your subject greets Your Majesty, long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

"No need for that. I'm already very grateful that you're not causing me any trouble."

"This humble official knows his mistake, this humble official..."

"You did nothing wrong, well played, beautifully played."

After you die, don't ever pass by my house again.

"How should I reward you?"

"Your humble servant..."

"How about I entrust you with the important task of welcoming the envoys from the Western Wind Kingdom?"

"This humble official deserves to die, this humble official deserves to die."

Tsk tsk, does your forehead hurt? It's almost more serious than my injury.

"Minister Shen, you're unwilling? You even dared to beat one of my subjects. Don't you have the guts to accept the mission?!"

"Thump—!" Zimo, what are you doing getting involved? "This humble official is willing to take on the welcoming arrangements on behalf of my father."

Well done, filial son.

"Is that so? Tomorrow, await the imperial decree at the Imperial Study. Once the decree is issued, it will be delivered to the Shen residence. Minister Shen, take this as a lesson!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Alright, it's getting late. I should return to the palace. Fuhai, prepare the carriage."

Before Qianqing could even leave, the man with the high voice began to shout, "The Emperor is returning to the palace, prepare for his journey."

Holy crap! He didn't actually hire a ceremonial guard, did he? How extravagant!

Just as I was lamenting my bad luck, Qianqing suddenly stopped and stood back, saying, "You take good care of your injuries. I'll go back first. If such an incident happens again, I will personally order his head to be taken."

Okay, I'll call you if I need anything. You better hurry up and go, I'm still hungry!

About an hour later, Qian Qing's grand procession finally left the Ministry of Revenue's residence.

I was finally able to emerge from my cocoon and shout twice, "Fourth Brother, I'm hungry! I want to eat turtle!"

"Fourth Brother!"

"Fourth Brother! Let's eat turtle!"

[Main Text: Chapter Fifty-Nine]

A moment later, Zi Mo brought over a bowl of soup that smelled familiar and had a rich aroma: "I knew you were hungry!"

"Fourth Brother is still the best." I rubbed against his chest.

Zimo blew on the soup to cool it down and brought it to my lips.

I asked curiously, "How much did Qianqing eat?"

Zi Mo said, "His Majesty didn't eat."

I opened my eyes wide in surprise (though not entirely surprised, but not terribly surprised either): "He lied to me!"

"Keep your voice down, who would dare marry you if you act so recklessly?"

I smiled ingratiatingly at him and said, "If I can't get married, my fourth brother will support me."

Zi Mo smiled broadly: "Okay, Fourth Brother will take care of you! Eat up!"

"kindness."

"By the way, who's coming to see me tomorrow?"

How do you know someone will come to see you tomorrow?

I approached him mysteriously: "Intuition, a woman's intuition is very accurate."

Zi Mo mercilessly tapped my head: "Your intuition is an exception."

I looked at him with dissatisfaction: "She's a girl too."

Zi Mo laughed: "Right, I almost forgot that our Eleven is also a girl."

I looked at him with even more dissatisfaction: "Fourth Brother!"

He was still laughing, so I angrily pounced on him and started fussing: "Stop laughing!"

"Be careful with the soup. Alright, eleven, sit still, fourth brother won't laugh anymore."

I stared at him: "You're still laughing."

"No."

Why are you smirking?

"Why do you need to meddle in this?"