General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

Emperor Jing Xuan opened the name list and looked at the familiar names recorded on it. He was so angry that his blood surged.

Wei Ting thought to himself, “Is your blood surging just like that? If I show you the real name list, won’t you ascend to heaven on the spot?”

The real name list was much more impactful than this fake name list. He had just casually flipped through it and saw a few of Emperor Jing Xuan’s trusted aides.

Emperor Jing Xuan gripped the name list tightly. “I want to see what else he has to say this time!”

With that, Emperor Jing Xuan went to the Yong Shou Palace angrily.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don’t be rash, Your Majesty!”

Wei Ting pretended to call out a few times and came out of the Imperial Study.

Imperial City Division.

Su Cheng had just returned from his patrol and returned to the office of the imperial guards.

It was almost lunchtime when the fragrance of meat wafted out of the kitchen.

Su Cheng’s stomach was rumbling with hunger. He missed his daughter’s cooking.

The deputy commander had his own guard room. He had entered the Imperial City late, and the guard room was a little behind. He had to pass by the guard room of the main commander and the other deputy commanders.

As soon as he arrived under the corridor, he heard low voices talking from the duty room.

“Have you remembered what I said just now?”

“Commander Jin, don’t worry. We’ll remember it!”

It was the voices of Commander Jin and Deputy Commander Liu.

“Someone’s coming,” Commander Jin reminded.

The room fell silent.

Su Cheng walked forward openly. When he passed by Commander Jin’s duty room, he stopped and greeted them.

He knew how to bond with his colleagues!

The few of them also cupped their hands at him.

After he left, he heard a few people discussing.

“Look at him. Does he really think he’s so powerful? If he wasn’t Qin Canglan’s son, would the Imperial City Department want him?”

“He was just born well. We can’t envy him. We work hard all day long and shed blood. We can’t compare to Qin Canglan.”

“Stop talking. If Qin Canglan hears that you bullied his son, you’re dead!”

“He’s dozens of years old and doesn’t have any military merit at all. He’s relying on his biological father. How embarrassing.”

“He made a contribution when dealing with the White Lotus Society.”

“Isn’t that because Qin Canglan led his troops to destroy it? What did he do? He was just riding on his father’s coattails.”

Su Cheng stood at the door of his duty room and listened to their mockery.

The guard who had cleaned his room walked over and comforted him softly, “Don’t take it to heart. They’re jealous of you.”

Su Cheng nodded and walked into the duty room.

After Emperor Jing Xuan received the booklet, he went to the Empress Dowager’s Yongshou Palace without a word.

The Empress Dowazer was eating with Kinz Nanvanz.

The table was filled with King Nanyang’s favorite dishes—Fuling Ji pine mushroom dragon bone soup, clay pot simmered deer tendon, chicken silk silver fungus, osmanthus fish sticks, eight treasure rabbit cubes, candied golden dates… and a few seasonal vegetables.

The Empress Dowager picked up a piece of deer tendon and a fish stick for him.

“Eat quickly.”

King Nanyang picked up his bowl and chopsticks.

His left arm had been dislocated previously, and he had been eating with his right hand ever since. The Empress Dowager did not think that something was wrong.

The Empress Dowager looked at him and asked, ‘What’s wrong? Don’t you like

King Nanyang said, “My… taste has changed in the past few years.”

The Empress Dowager got someone to replace his bowl. She picked up a candied plum for him. “It was your favorite when you were young. Every time you cried and I coaxed you with a candied plum, you would definitely not cry anymore.”

King Nanyang frowned slightly.

The Empress Dowager said awkwardly, “This… you don’t like it anymore?”

King Nanyang said calmly, “I’ve been a little heaty these few days. I’ll eat some light dishes.”

The Empress Dowager looked at him with a complicated expression. “Mother feels that… you’re different from before.”

King Nanyang paused in his actions.

The Empress Dowager sighed. “You’ve clearly returned to Mother’s side, but why does Mother still feel that you’re very, very far away?

King Nanyang scooped a spoonful of chicken wire and silver ear for the

Empress Dowager. “I remember that Mother likes to eat this.”

“You still remember this?” The Empress Dowager beamed and her mood instantly improved..