Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 38 A Lifetime of Glory and Peace (7)

Of course, he doesn't regret it.

In his view, even without that half of the tiger tally, he still had a place in the army given his prestige.

After he left, Shen Yun breathed a sigh of relief and took out a handkerchief embroidered with twin lotus flowers from her sleeve, wiping herself haphazardly.

Actually, this handkerchief was originally intended to be given to Nangong Yu by the original owner, but it's no longer needed now.

"Brother, do you have any complaints about what you've done?" Gu Changjin asked cautiously.

Although it was Rong An who first came to propose breaking off the engagement, Gu Changjin always felt a little uneasy, probably because he had obtained the Tiger Tally.

The main reason is that Rong An's feelings for Nangong Yu were so obvious that almost everyone knew about them. Now, she suddenly says she wants to break off the engagement, which seems more like a fit of pique. He is worried that once she realizes what's happening, she will go back to Nangong Yu.

Therefore, when Nangong Yu returned to the mansion, he was still holding an imperial edict from Gu Changjin.

The contents surprised the system greatly; they were imperial edicts bestowing the title of Princess Deshu upon Hong Zhaodi and granting her marriage to Nangong Yu. However, Hong Zhaodi was merely a princess without a fiefdom.

When the maid reported that the young master had rushed into the palace early in the morning, Lady Nangong had a bad feeling. So she sent someone to guard the gate and to inform her as soon as he returned.

Halfway there, Nangong Shi was helped by her maid and jogged over.

"Mother." Nangong Yu subconsciously put the imperial edict behind his back, but this action was still noticed. Nangong Shi quickly stepped forward and snatched the imperial edict from his hand when he wasn't paying attention.

After a brief glance, Madam Nangong flew into a rage and slapped Nangong Yu across the face. "You would go to such lengths for a country girl?"

Nangong Yu sighed helplessly, the bright red handprint on his face looking somewhat comical. "Mother, Zhao Di is my savior."

"What do you mean you have to marry your savior to repay a debt of gratitude? She's just a vixen, and she's made you even more disobedient now." Nangong exclaimed as if suddenly struck by a voice. "Wait, the Emperor will bestow a marriage upon you and that vixen. What about Princess Rong'an?" Her eyes were fixed on him, hoping to hear the answer she wanted from him.

However, it backfired.

“The Emperor has dissolved the marriage between Princess Rong’an and me. From now on, there will only be one young mistress in this General’s Mansion: Zhao Di,” Nangong Yu said firmly.

Actually, there was some truth to what he said. If Hong Zhaodi hadn't gone up the mountain to gather herbs, she wouldn't have encountered him falling off the cliff. Even though she herself was starving and cold, she was still thinking about how to make him some good food to nourish him.

Upon hearing this, Madam Nangong immediately clutched her chest with one hand, her chest heaving. She was furious with her son. In fact, the only truly useful person in the Nangong household now was Nangong Yu.

As for his father, he suffered multiple injuries when he was young, and now he is frequently ill, often with minor ailments every three days and major illnesses every five days, making him almost bedridden.

That's why the Nangong family was so eager for Princess Rong'an to marry into the Nangong household. Now, the cooked duck has flapped its wings and flown away.

"you you……"

The maidservant beside her quickly helped Nangong Shi up.

After a moment, Madam Nangong pointed at him with one hand and clutched her chest with the other. "When did I ever say you couldn't marry Hong Zhaodi? As long as you married Princess Rong'an first, you could marry whomever you wanted afterward!" "Now look what's happened! You're going to watch the Nangong family be destroyed..."

Thinking of this, Lady Nangong was overcome with grief. The current emperor was ruthless and decisive, unlike the previous emperor who was merciful. The Nangong family was already a target of envy and criticism. They had hoped that Princess Rong'an's marriage would ease the tensions, but now, nothing was left.

She was so busy complaining that she didn't think about how much the Nangong family had done over the years by forming cliques and factions.

Nangong Yu hadn't thought of this aspect, but he dared not mention the Tiger Tally. Seeing his mother so angry over the marriage, he couldn't imagine what she would be like if she knew that the Tiger Tally had been exchanged.

“Mother, the Emperor did not blame the Nangong family. In fact, Zhao Di is now the Princess of Deshu. With her here, it’s the same.”

Nangong sneered, the red of her lips contrasting sharply with her white teeth, making her look somewhat frightening. "De-Shu... Do you think she deserves those two words? In the end, she'll just become a laughingstock for the Nangong family."

That was a bit of an exaggeration, but Nangong Yu knew that his mother was gradually accepting the situation. After all, it was the Emperor's decree, and there was no way to change it. Moreover, it was already a stroke of luck that the Nangong family was not held accountable, not to mention that Zhaodi had also gained a county princess for free.

However, he also felt a little regretful. According to his previous guess, Princess Rong'an should have refused to agree to the annulment of the engagement today. How could she suddenly change like a different person, completely unlike before?

Shen Yun's inner monologue: I don't want to see this eyesore Nangong Yu. He's ugly, pretentious, and has peculiar tastes. Ugly people are always up to no good.

When Hong Zhaodi heard the news, she was stunned at first, then overjoyed. She thought that her status should now be worthy of Nangong.

Although she had the title of Deshu, the palace did not send anyone to deliver clothes and jewelry befitting a county princess. Nangong Shi did not notice this matter either. However, if she had, Hong Zhaodi's temporary happiness would probably have slipped away again.

Two nannies followed Nangong Yu.

Those who used to serve the Empress Dowager are now kept in the palace to train the palace maids.

When Gu Changjin brought them here, he gave them some special advice, saying that they should help the young mistress of the Nangong family adapt to life in the capital as soon as possible.

The palace maids were no pushovers; in just a few days, Hong Zhaodi looked noticeably thinner, though she did show some changes.

This is perhaps thanks to the many health-preserving prescriptions given by the imperial physicians. Hong Zhaodi's skin is no longer the kind that shines black; it has become much fairer and smoother.

If she were to return to that small mountain village, she would undoubtedly be the most beautiful girl in the village.

However, within the capital city, it can only be described as passable.

It wasn't that she was really ugly; after all, fair skin can cover up a hundred flaws. The maid sent by the Nangong family was quite capable, always managing to create the ugliest dresses using the finest fabrics.

She wore that yellowish-brown dress, and neither of the two matrons who taught her manners wanted to give it a second glance.

The auntie came to check on me early this morning and took away my pot and the white fungus inside.

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