dognovel Chapter 820: The Acting Emperor
Chapter 820: The Acting Emperor
"Fourth brother, are you asking for trouble? You dare to come and laugh at me?"
Inside the Imperial Study, Chen Ling'er stared at the carefree fourth prince with a dark expression, her pen creaking under her grip.
Xuan Yuanlu looked completely innocent. "Sister, don't wrong your foolish brother. I'm not like my eldest brother, I only care about you."
"Stop being sarcastic in front of me!"
"Hehe, don't be angry. Look at you, your eyes are all red from staying up so late. And you're supposed to be a demigod. Tsk tsk tsk, so pitiful."
"If you don't get out of here, I'll beat you up!"
Chen Ling'er slammed the pen down heavily, looking like she was about to devour someone. Suddenly, she thought of something, her eyes darted around, and she grabbed Xuan Yuanluo, who was trying to run away, pressed him back into a chair, and shoved the pen into his hand. "Take it."
"what?"
"What do you mean, 'Oh'? I see you're bored, so I thought I'd help you out."
"No... I, I have something to do."
Xuanyuan Luo got anxious.
He just came to make a few sarcastic remarks, but ended up being kept behind to do hard labor. Who could stand that?
Reviewing memorials here is less interesting than going out to practice boxing; it's just too boring.
"What did you say?"
Chen Ling'er flicked her jade-like fingers, which were wreathed in true fire, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Xuan Yuanluo immediately shrank back, "Fine, I'll approve, but please don't hit me, sis!"
"You better behave yourself. You're not allowed to leave until you've sold 100 jin today, or I'll break your legs."
Chen Ling'er is practically Xuan Yuanluo's nemesis.
The poor fourth son was conscripted and was now hunched over his desk, writing furiously as he reviewed memorials, complaining, "Good heavens! Who wrote these memorials? They're like an old woman's foot binding cloth—long and smelly!"
"Why is it all classical Chinese? I'm going to die, I feel like I need to grow a brain!"
……
During the long night, Chen Ling'er was eating and drinking to her heart's content, while Xuan Yuanluo was almost buried in the memorials. Poor Chen Ling'er was there, so he couldn't even run away.
When Chen Futu arrived at the Imperial Study and saw this scene, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Startled, Chen Ling'er, who was gnawing on a chicken leg, jumped up and quickly hid the chicken leg behind her back. With her mouth full of oil, she chuckled and said, "Father, you're here. Why didn't you make a sound?"
"Let's see how your work is going, and whether you've been slacking off." Chen Futu said, his authoritative gaze sweeping over the bewildered Xuan Yuanluo. The latter was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears like a big black rat, sliding to his knees and hugging Chen Futu's leg, crying, "Father, you've finally come! My sister bullied me—"
When Chen Ling'er heard him making false accusations, she was furious. However, she knew she was in the wrong and didn't dare to make a move in front of Chen Futu. She could only wink and warn the fourth brother to watch his words, or she would resort to dirty tricks.
Unfortunately, Chen Futu was right in front of him, and Xuan Yuanluo wasn't afraid of her. He continued to hug Chen Futu and cry, "Father, I was just concerned about my sister and came to bring her chicken soup. She left me here to do hard labor. My life is so hard!"
"I think you're just bored."
Chen Futu waved his hand, indicating that he should go do what he was supposed to do.
Xuan Yuanlu felt as if he had been granted a pardon and ran away as fast as he could. As he left, he made a face at Chen Ling'er, his expression full of schadenfreude.
After that, only the father and daughter remained in the imperial study.
Chen Ling'er lowered her head and didn't dare to breathe, knowing she had caused trouble.
This emperor is no human being. She usually just eats and sleeps, spending all her time playing with Xiaobai. Making her, who is so carefree, stay in the imperial study to work for long periods of time is worse than killing her.
Now she was in a bind; she wanted to say something, but couldn't open her mouth, afraid of being scolded.
Chen Futu knew exactly what she was thinking. He plopped down on the soft couch by the window, picked up a book, and pointed to the mountain of memorials. "Continue."
"what?"
"Memorial to the Throne".
"Oh……"
Chen Ling'er, head drooping and looking aggrieved, returned to her desk to continue reviewing memorials, while Chen Futu stayed in the imperial study, not going anywhere.
By the time the last memorial was reviewed, it was already very late at night.
"Not bad, I will come again tomorrow to urge you on."
Chen Futu put down the book, turned around, and went out the door.
Upon seeing this, Chen Ling'er's beautiful face contorted into a bitter expression, as if she wanted to cry but had no tears.
After much deliberation, she smeared some ink on her face, rubbed her eyes hard a few times, and then transformed into a rainbow of light and went to the Imperial City of Baiyujing.
Qin Liangyu was chatting with Li Xiuning in the room and hadn't rested yet when Chen Ling'er walked in with a face that looked utterly dejected.
Qin Liangyu and Li Xiuning were startled by her appearance.
"My son, what's the matter with you?"
Qin Liangyu rushed forward and hugged the person, feeling extremely distressed.
Seeing that Li Xiuning was present, Chen Ling'er could not speak openly, so she huddled in Qin Liangyu's arms and refused to make a sound, her shoulders twitching.
Li Xiuning suppressed a laugh and said, "Girl, are you tired?"
"Second Aunt, you're making fun of me."
"How could I dare? You are the most noble princess of our empire, the future Golden Bough Empress."
Li Xiuning's words were somewhat barbed. As a mother, she naturally had opinions about Chen Changsheng's situation. However, she had a very good relationship with Qin Liangyu, and Ling'er was someone she had watched grow up. It was inevitable that she would complain a little today, but she meant no harm.
Qin Liangyu was both amused and exasperated. Knowing that Li Xiuning was angry, she slapped Chen Ling'er on the bottom and scolded, "Apologize to your second mother!"
"Hmph, I did nothing wrong."
Chen Ling'er was very stubborn, and she refused to give in, holding her head high.
"Am I spoiling you too much? Do you believe I'll discipline you according to family rules?"
Qin Liangyu grabbed a feather duster as if to hit her, but Chen Ling'er turned and ran away, shouting, "Hmph, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong!"
After saying that, she stormed off in a huff.
Qin Liangyu had a persistent headache, and Li Xiuning was also helpless.
Chen Futu watched the whole thing, and only returned to his room after confirming that Chen Ling'er had run away. He then gave her a brief account of the situation.
"That's good. Let her suffer a bit and give up on her own. Otherwise, there will be more trouble."
Qin Liangyu had no objections at all. She knew her daughter's temperament all too well. That girl was not cut out to be an empress. Normally, she couldn't stand being in the meditation hall for even a day, let alone standing in the imperial study reviewing memorials.
This has nothing to do with cultivation level; it's entirely a matter of personality.
It should be noted that Emperor Chen Futu also disliked reviewing memorials, which is why a cabinet was established to assist in governing. Only someone with Chen Changsheng's gentle and meticulous nature had the patience to handle the vast amount of government affairs, making him the most suitable candidate for emperor.
In other words, of the four chosen ones of the Great Xia Dynasty, only Chen Changsheng was a perfect match for the second-generation emperor. Even Chen Li and Xuan Yuanluo were not good enough, let alone the spoiled Chen Ling'er.
In the days that followed, Chen Futu stayed in the Imperial Study.
The first few days were fine; with him personally supervising, Chen Ling'er could barely keep her temper in check. However, after only a few days, Chen Ling'er started scratching her head in distress, much like a student who couldn't concentrate in class, and began to feel sleepy and doze off.