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Chapter 191 Young Master, there's no need to rush. Miss Lin can't escape.

Mo Ziyuan rushed into the palace and found the new emperor in the imperial study, where he was cultivating his relationship with his son.

"Your Majesty! The heir of the Duke of Dingguo requests an audience," Eunuch An said quietly as he approached.

“Ziyuan?” Chu Qingye raised an eyebrow. “Let him in.”

"Yes."

"Your Majesty, I have a request to make of you!" Mo Ziyuan said as soon as he entered the room, without even bothering to bow to the Emperor.

"Beg me?" Chu Qingye chuckled, and even Chu Mingchen peeked over. "Tell me, what do you want?"

Mo Ziyuan immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to request that Your Majesty grant me and Miss Lin a marriage."

"A marriage decree? And in such a hurry? What? Miss Lin refuses to marry you, so you've turned your attention to me?" Chu Qingye teased him.

"Sigh! If only it were like this." Mo Ziyuan made a bitter face in response.

"Oh? Could there be something else going on here?" Chu Qingye asked with interest.

"That's right!" Mo Ziyuan didn't bother to hide anything and told him about Fu Qing and the heir of the Zhaoyang Marquis. He also told him about how Fu Jing was beaten bloody and ran to Meng Yixuan's place to recover, while also informing him of the situation.

"Hmph! The son of Marquis Zhaoyang is spoiled rotten, and he protects him like the apple of his eye. He's bound to cause trouble sooner or later." Chu Qingye clearly had no good impression of the Marquis Zhaoyang's heir.

"Your Majesty, his affairs have nothing to do with me. We are talking about the bestowal of marriage." Mo Ziyuan was anxious! He was afraid that his stepmother, who always made him unhappy, was colluding with Fu Jing's mother to trick him. At that moment, he didn't even care about the difference between ruler and subject.

"What's your hurry!" Chu Qingye glared at him irritably.

"We can't afford to be slow. If Madam Fu and the Duchess of Dingguo get involved, it'll be all over. That's why I was thinking of asking Your Majesty to strike first!"

"Miss Lin is no ordinary girl. Did she agree to your request?"

"I came here after I finished asking her questions."

"Heh, you're certainly thorough in your actions!"

"Father, is Uncle Mo going to marry Auntie?" Chu Mingchen, who had been listening for a while, tugged at Chu Qingye's sleeve and asked.

"Yes!"

"Ah! Then Nan Nan will have no one to keep her company from now on. Father, can I let him come to the palace to keep me company?" Chu Mingchen's eyes sparkled.

“Sure! Chen’er does need a study companion.” Chu Qingye said thoughtfully.

"Oh, Your Majesty, there's something else I forgot to mention." Seeing that Chu Qingye's attention had turned to his son again, Mo Ziyuan had to interrupt him again before he could finish speaking.

"What else?"

"Um... His Majesty has already bestowed the title of Princess upon Xin'er! Could His Majesty please grant me a marriage to Princess Chenxi as her husband?"

"Nonsense! If you become the Prince Consort, what will happen to the Duke of Dingguo's mansion? Do you intend to give the title to your half-brother?" "Of course not! His Majesty can take back the title after my father passes away! Right now, I only want to be the Prince Consort, not the Duke."

Looking at him like that, Chu Qingye felt an itch on the soles of her feet and really wanted to rub her face against his.

"You don't need to think about that. I understand what you mean, but don't you want your sweet-talking but bitter stepmother to suffer?" Chu Qingye's words were like a bitter melon coated with honey, its appearance full of temptation.

"Your Majesty means..."

"As far as I know, Miss Lin is someone who can't tolerate any injustice. The methods used by the Duchess of Dingguo to deal with her will definitely not work. In the end, Miss Lin will definitely turn the tables and teach her a lesson. Don't you want to see that happen?"

Mo Ziyuan shook his head like a rattle drum. "I don't want to. Once Xin'er enters the Duke's mansion, the Duchess will be her mother-in-law. She can do whatever she wants to Xin'er. If Xin'er resists, she will be labeled as unfilial. I have already wronged Xin'er enough. I don't want her to suffer like this again."

"You're quite different from your father; you're still a hopeless romantic!" Chu Qingye said after listening for a long time without speaking.

“I just don’t want Xin’er to be confined to that small backyard. She’s capable and knowledgeable, and she deserves a wider living space, instead of being tied down by those trivial matters all day long,” Mo Ziyuan said earnestly.

"Alright, you've convinced me. I'll draft the decree now, and then I'll have Eunuch An deliver it to the Duke's mansion."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Mo Ziyuan knelt properly on the ground and kowtowed to Chu Qingye.

"Come on, you've got a swollen forehead now. When Miss Lin sees it, she'll think I made you do it, and she might hold a grudge against me." Chu Qingye waved his hand and said irritably.

The two imperial edicts were held in Eunuch An's arms as the carriage headed towards the Duke of Dingguo's residence. It was the first time he had seen Mo Ziyuan like this. The soft cushions in the carriage felt like they had needles that hadn't been removed, making him restless. He kept lifting the window to look out and see where they were.

"Young Master, don't worry, Miss Lin can't escape." As he opened the carriage window again to look out, Eunuch An couldn't help but comfort him.

“Xin’er will naturally not run away, what I’m afraid of is…” Mo Ziyuan suddenly stopped speaking, his face turning extremely ugly in an instant.

Out of curiosity, Eunuch An also opened the carriage window a crack and looked out. He saw a carriage parked not far ahead in front of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion. Two middle-aged women were chatting enthusiastically next to the carriage, with satisfied smiles on their faces. They were the Duke of Dingguo's wife and Madam Fu.

"The young master really guessed it!"

"Hmph! You want to force that woman on me? Don't you even know if she's worthy!" Mo Ziyuan said with extreme hatred, his white teeth almost grinding to powder.

"Your Highness, please calm down. With His Majesty's decree, their schemes and tricks will not succeed."

"I understand, Father-in-law, let's go and issue the decree now!" As he spoke, the carriage arrived at the gate of the mansion, right next to the Fu family's carriage. A cold glint flashed in Mo Ziyuan's eyes. He put his right thumb and middle finger together and flicked them out. A black light flashed, and the horse of the Fu family's carriage reared up and neighed loudly. It then started jumping around like a madman, causing the carriage to bounce up and down as well, almost falling apart.

"Ah~" Both Madam Qi and Madam Fu were quite frightened and screamed in unison.

Mo Ziyuan jumped down from the carriage, then turned around and reached out his hand, letting Eunuch An help him down from the carriage.

"Eunuch An!" Madam Qi and Madam Fu exchanged a glance, then looked at Mo Ziyuan, who had a mocking expression on his face, and a bad feeling rose in their hearts.

"The imperial edict has arrived! Prince Dingguo, receive the decree!" Eunuch An took out the imperial edict of marriage bestowed upon Mo Ziyuan and said.

Having already received the news, Mo Qilan hurriedly arranged for the servants to set up the incense table and then rushed over.