Otherwise, he could take this opportunity to grasp a handle on Marquis of Ande’s Mansion."
"If Prince Rong also goes, Minister Qi will surely be anxious and won’t miss such a good opportunity."
"Indeed." Chu Heng placed one hand on his waist, gently rubbing, his eyes soft with light.
"I have already sent a message to Prince Rong, as for how the other party decides, it’s not something I can determine." Although Chu Heng said this, Ye Muyu always felt he had calculated everything.
Ye Muyu leaned on his shoulder, blew a breath on his neck, and praised enthusiastically, "Ah Heng, you are really amazing, having such a great official like you is the fortune of the people, and also my fortune. You are the best."
Chu Heng felt his heart warm.
However, in the past, Ye Muyu would never speak such direct praises.
Suddenly thinking of something, he raised his eyebrows, "Ah Yu, unfortunately, your husband is despised by the Emperor and can only go to the Ministry of War."
"Cough, Ah Heng, you are absolutely worrying over nothing, the Ministry of War is very impressive." Ye Muyu quickly spoke to fort him, although it seemed not as good as the Ministry of Revenue, with Ye Muyu’s vision, historically renowned officials all had rich resumes, entering one of the Six Ministries, the Ministry of War, is not a bad thing for Chu Heng.
"However, rest assured, even though you’ve just been reassigned and your prestige isn’t enough, the children and I won’t hold you back. If you need silver or any other support, just let us know." Ye Muyu patted her chest with a you-can-ask-for-anything attitude.
Chu Heng looked at her meaningfully, pinching her earlobe.
Ye Muyu found it a bit ticklish and instinctively dodged.
But no matter how much she dodged, she couldn’t escape Chu Heng’s embrace.
"So, Ah Yu, you already knew about my reassignment, I was hesitant to tell you at first." Chu Heng wore a dejected look, as if the words ’I let my family down for not holding the position in the Ministry of Revenue’ were written on his face.
Even if Ye Muyu guessed he might be pretending deliberately, she couldn’t help feeling a pang of heartache.
"Ah Heng, what is there to be afraid of, we are family." Ye Muyu boldly patted his shoulder, scratching her head as forting words were truly scarce, worried about Chu Heng being truly affected, she cautiously observed his reaction.
Chu Heng looked at her, moved, "Ah Yu, you’re so wonderful, so, is tonight’s hot pot intentionally to fort me?"
"So, are you a bit happier?" Ye Muyu swallowed, and asked casually.
Only after asking did Ye Muyu realize she had exposed her previous plan, quickly shutting her mouth.
Chu Heng let out a joyful laugh from his throat, looking at her with eyes curved, nowhere did he have the previous look of disappointment, fingers rubbing her burning earlobe, his voice low and magnetic, "I’m very happy, thank you, dear lady, for the consolation."
"Humph, considering you’re in a bad mood, I won’t bicker with you." Ye Muyu realized that he indeed was teasing her deliberately.
With a proud hum on her face, she sighed internally.
After all, she couldn’t bear seeing Chu Heng unhappy.
Meanwhile, Chu Heng coaxed Ye Muyu to cooperate with him.
At the Marquis of Ande’s Mansion.
During the peak of a banquet, two unexpected guests arrived.
When King Qi and Prince Rong came to visit one after the other, due to the suddenness, even if the Marquis of Ande’s Mansion wanted to hide the banquet’s existence, as each of the princes found an excuse, there was simply no way to stop them.
Prince Rong’s excuse was very simple.
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