I have suffered enough in my previous life, my cousin will never marry me

Chapter 212 Finding an Easy One to Bully
Fu Mingchi's eyes turned cold, and he immediately prepared to mount his horse. Ji Yunze hurriedly caught up, repeatedly calling out, "Prince Yongning, please wait a moment. I have received the Empress Dowager's decree to accompany you to the capital."

Fu Mingchi glanced at Yan Jin, who had come with him, and saw Yan Jin lean in and whisper, "Your Highness, this time it was Commander Ji who led the people to relieve the crisis in Yuzhou. Commander Ji asked the Dowager for a favor and wants to return to Lin'an."

"My mother is confused."

Fu Mingchi pursed his lips in displeasure, immediately guessing that this bookworm's attempt to curry favor with his mother was not without ulterior motives.

“Ji Yunze, tell me, whose decree carries more weight, my mother’s or His Majesty’s?” Fu Mingchi refused to answer him.

Ji Yunze was speechless for a moment, and after a long while he finally said, "Naturally, it is His Majesty."

"In that case, how dare you put my mother in such an unjust position?" Fu Mingchi said angrily, "His Majesty has high hopes for you, so stay in Qizhou."

Having said that, he hurriedly mounted his horse and prepared to leave.

"Fu Mingchi, you are ungrateful!" Ji Yunze cursed. "I at least protected Yuezhou for you. I just want to return to Lin'an. Why won't you let me?"

"What favors or kindnesses are there between us?" Fu Mingchi sneered. "Ji Yunze, if you behave yourself, that will be a favor to me. But if you dare to covet anything else, then there will only be resentment between us."

After saying that, he casually instructed Yan Jin, "Have Yu Bai clean up the mess in Yuezhou, and you should bring your mother to Lin'an as soon as possible."

Yan Jin pressed Fu Mingchi for an answer: "Your Highness, Cousin Yingying has also come to Yuzhou. Shall we take her back to Lin'an together?"

“She grew up in Yuezhou, and the soil and water of Lin'an could not nourish her.”

Fu Mingchi glanced sideways at Ji Yunze in the distance: "Considering that my uncle isn't completely senile, go back and tell the couple that I will petition His Majesty to grant their son the title of Duke of Jingyang. If no son inherits the title within five years, they shall remain in Qizhou indefinitely."

After giving these instructions, he couldn't wait to ride away.

Yan Jin pondered silently for a moment, still completely baffled.

When Zhao Yun led Zhao Yingying out to chase after them, they couldn't find her cousin. Zhao Yingying asked anxiously, "Yan Jin, where is my cousin?"

"I've returned to Lin'an," Yan Jin replied truthfully.

"Why didn't my cousin wait for me?" Zhao Yingying pouted in dissatisfaction.

Yan Jin relayed His Highness's words to the father and daughter, and Zhao Yun immediately understood his nephew's meaning.

"It seems Your Highness doesn't intend to marry Yingying," Zhao Yun said, somewhat disappointed.

"Father, I'm going to go and get my cousin," Zhao Yingying said, and then mounted her horse.

"return."

Zhao Yun quickly stopped her, his expression suddenly darkening: "Yingying, your cousin will not only be the King of Yuezhou from now on, you must not act willfully anymore."

The fact that my nephew didn't pursue the matter in Qizhou this time is already an extraordinary act of mercy. If there is any further unpleasantness, our family will not only lose our wealth, but we may not even be able to save our lives.

Thinking about what Yan Jin had just said, Zhao Yingying said urgently, "Then Father, you should hurry back and have a little brother for me as soon as possible, so that we can go to Lin'an sooner."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Zhao Yun said, looking embarrassed.

She and her husband have only one daughter all these years. If they could have had another child, they would have done so long ago. Why wait until now?

My nephew isn't a fool. He wouldn't tolerate me taking a concubine and having a son from a concubine inherit the title. The purpose of those words is all too clear: he wants his daughter to get married as soon as possible.

“Yingying, your cousin’s heart is not with you at all. Stop torturing yourself, or you will only end up with nothing.”

Zhao Yun advised, "It's been so long, you should have seen through that girl Ye's intentions by now. Even if your father begs your aunt to reluctantly send you into the palace, you won't have a good life without a husband's love." Zhao Yingying pouted indignantly, "But all I've ever thought about is marrying my cousin all these years."

That's because you've never tried to be in contact with other men.

Zhao Yun deliberately glanced in Ji Yunze's direction: "Why don't we listen to Father and find someone easy to bully to try?"

Zhao Yingying was still confused and did not understand her father's intentions.

"Think about it, your cousin and aunt have always doted on you. As long as you behave and listen to them, the entire Great Ye Dynasty will be your support in the future."

Looking at Ji Yunze, Zhao Yun coaxed him gently, "Look at that man. He makes one mistake after another, but neither the emperor nor your cousin kills him. This shows that he is a blessed person. Moreover, he has no relatives or friends. You can bully him without any worries, and your cousin will be happy. When your cousin is happy, he will always be on your side. You can't imagine how happy you will be in this life."

"Didn't he go back to Lin'an?" Zhao Yingying hesitated, looking at Ji Yunze, and waved her hand with a look of disgust: "Hey, you there, come here for a second."

Yan Jin understood His Highness's meaning at this moment, and before Zhao Yun could speak, she directly led her men to escort Ji Yunze over.

"What are you doing?" Ji Yunze shouted angrily. "Commander, it was Miss Zhao who instructed me to threaten her in Qizhou that day. You wouldn't stoop so low as to come back to settle scores now, would you?"

“This debt isn’t urgent. We can settle it slowly when we get back to Qizhou.” Zhao Yun reached out and pressed down on his shoulder with a half-smile. “Xiao Ji, we are in the same boat. We should visit each other more often in the future.”

As he spoke, he earnestly invited Ji Yunze into the city.

In the depths of winter, heavy snow fell over Lin'an City, blanketing the entire city in white. Ye Wanshu sat by the window of Mu Cang Zhai, gazing at the vast expanse of white outside, and fell into deep thought.

Fu Mingchi has been away from Lin'an for nearly two months. The battle reports from Huizhou have long been sent back, but there has been no sign of his triumphant return, which is somewhat worrying.

Seeing the girl's cheeks red from the cold, Chunhong brought her another hand warmer and whispered, "Miss, it's cold outside, why don't you close the window?"

Ye Wanshu shook her head absentmindedly: "Has Brother Tao sent a letter? When will he bring Chu Lin back?"

"It is said that the master's family members refused to bury him in the Ye family's cemetery, and some disputes arose. Young Master Tao has already made arrangements," Chunhong replied. "Steward Feng sent someone to deliver a message, and he will definitely return before the young lady's wedding."

"A grand wedding?"

Ye Wanshu felt even more empty inside.

The Emperor had the Ministry of Rites set the wedding date for the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, and now there was less than half a month left. She suddenly felt a little afraid that she would repeat the mistakes of her previous life.

Although she trusted Fu Mingchi, she had made him a laughingstock in Yuezhou before.

If he wanted to play a prank on her, she probably wouldn't even have the right to complain.

"Miss, do you think His Highness might hold a grudge and deliberately delay returning to Lin'an?" Chunhong asked with some worry. "These days, Second Miss and Aunt Zheng have been constantly inquiring about His Highness's return date. They're probably waiting to see you make a fool of yourself."

"It's just a marriage, what's so funny?" Ye Wanshu said disdainfully. "As women, as long as we don't become a laughing stock for being broke, everything else is just fleeting smoke."

Hearing this, Chunhong couldn't help but laugh: "I heard from Young Master Tao the other day that the dowry of land and shops that the master left for the young lady is worth a full three million taels of silver. Now, even the national treasury is probably not as rich as the young lady."

Ye Wanshu quickly shushed, "Don't let those guys hear this, or they'll cause trouble again."

Chunhong nodded, then looked out the window and suddenly froze.

"Chunhong, do you think that bastard Fu Mingchi regrets it and doesn't want to marry me anymore?" Ye Wanshu asked out of the blue.

Startled, Chunhong coughed lightly. Ye Wanshu looked up and saw a tall figure standing outside the window.

Against the backdrop of pure white snow, her ethereal beauty, as serene as a gentle breeze and the bright moon, was particularly captivating.