Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Northern Xinjiang.

It’s the twelfth lunar month of winter.

The north wind whistled southward and the cold air penetrated into his bones. Only then did Qi Mingze, who was calm and stable, receive the letter from the imperial capital.

On a snowy day, he wore a thick coat and hid in the heating room. He was still in a good mood at first, but after reading the letter, his expression suddenly changed.

As if someone had stuffed him with shit, he slapped the letter on the table, strode out of the room, and grabbed the messenger by the collar.

"Pei Tingwen married my fiancée?! Who approved it!? How dare he-"

This is a marriage contract given by the late emperor himself. How dare that shameless beast——

The innocent messenger was trembling and said: "Your Majesty, slave... I am just a messenger... I... I don't know anything..."

Northern Xinjiang is a long way from the imperial capital, and it would take more than two months just to get there by carriage.

The letter came from the imperial capital. Even if we work hard and non-stop, it will still take half a month.

By the time it's delivered to him, isn't it already——

late?

Qi Mingze was so angry that he was shaking all over and kicked him away, "I'm really——"

He was full of dirty words that he wanted to burst out at this moment.

No wonder... no wonder... no wonder his fourth brother objected when he proposed to take Yun Si away.

The words were said so nicely, but he never thought at the time that the new emperor and Pei Tingwen were clearly in the same group.

That beast fell in love with his extraordinarily beautiful fiancée, so he found an excuse to send her away, and then took advantage of others' danger——

Qi Mingze felt regretful, aggrieved, and furious at the moment. He was so angry that he kicked the innocent messenger again and walked out in stride.

"Come here! Prepare a horse for me!"

When he was about to reach the gate, Sun Muchhen, who came after hearing the news, stopped him.

He raised his hand to block his way.

"Mingze! What are you doing!? Calm down!"

"Calm down!? How can this make me calm down?!"

Qi Mingze, who was so angry that blood rushed to his forehead, was walking a little unsteadily, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"That beast, that's my woman! How dare he steal it!?"

The hatred for his wife was irreconcilable, he wanted him dead!

"..." Sun Muzhen stood in front of him, dressed in white and simple and filial piety.

Looking at her son who was already angry and about to lose his mind, she said calmly: "Go back and don't cause any more trouble."

"Mother!"

"Be obedient! Go back!" She suddenly lowered her voice and scolded, "What's the use of being angry?! Go back? Do you want to go back to the prison they created for you!?"

It was effective, and Qi Mingze fell silent.

Sun Muzhen took a deep breath and said: "A little impatience will ruin a big plan. Be obedient and don't cause trouble at this time. If you make trouble now, it will not do us any good."

Qi Mingze clenched his fists, "Does mother want me to watch my woman being married off by someone else?"

"It's just one woman." Sun Muzhen pulled him and led him back, "From now on, you can have as many women as you want, and you won't be short of one."

"The patience you have now is for a better counterattack in the future. When you really win in the future, if you want that Yun Si again then, just snatch it back. What's the point?"

"..." Qi Mingze's eyes were filled with hatred.

"Believe me." Sun Muchhen said, "This day will not come very late."

"When the time comes, you can do whatever you want. You can kill or behead me as you please. Do you understand?"

"..."

Qi Mingze remained silent.