44: This is the purpose.

On the third day, Mo Yingqi finally put on his casual clothes and sat at the table eating, while Luo Yongan was holding a booklet and examining it, and Luo Yongning was busy picking up food and feeding Mo Yingqi.

Besides Ying Hong attending nearby, all the other maids were sent outside the door. Luo Yongan checked the booklet in her hand while occasionally turning back to quietly instruct Ying Hong.

"The wedding attire doesn't need changing, it's still the original set. Oh, and don't worry about the headpiece, it's still..."

Hearing the mention of the headpiece, Mo Yingqi, who had been somewhat dazed, suddenly snapped back to attention. It was strange; all that exertion had only left him mentally exhausted, but his body... felt as if it had become even stronger.

Even when passion peaked last night, Mo Yingqi had given up thinking and let himself indulge, yet upon waking... he only felt a slight soreness in his waist and legs, and his stamina quickly recovered.

More than once, he wanted to ask the two sisters if they had fed him anything, but the fact was that for these three days, the three of them had practically eaten and slept together, and they hadn't eaten... much food at all.

They just called for water a lot... "Sister Yongan, let me handle the headpiece."

Mo Yingqi quickly spoke. According to the Daxing Dynasty's marriage customs, the headpiece was usually sent by the groom's side, and the more valuable the headpiece, the more it showed the husband's family cared for the wife.

Although there wasn't much difference between being an Imperial Son-in-Law and marrying into the wife's family, Luo Yongan and Luo Yongning simply didn't mention it, and the Grand Palace kept emphasizing that it was the Princesses marrying out. Since that was the case, he couldn't possibly let them handle the most important headpiece without him spending a single penny, could he?

"Yingqi, don't worry about this. The headpiece was already commissioned half a year ago," Luo Yongan smiled. "When your sisters marry you, we never intended for you to trouble yourself. Yongning and I have been preparing everything since you arrived in the Capital. Fortunately, Father, Mother, and my two Imperial Brothers have helped a lot."

Ying Hong almost couldn't hold back her laughter. How could they not help? Hearing that the two of you were getting married—it's hard to say about The Emperor and the Empress—but the two Princes were setting off firecrackers at their Residences.

"Well... alright."

Mo Yingqi felt a little guilty, but thinking about it, there was nothing to worry about. He just always felt like he didn't want to get married so haphazardly and wanted to do something, but now he finally realized that he was marrying Princesses, not young ladies from ordinary families.

"Yingqi, what's wrong? Are you too tired?" Luo Yongning asked anxiously, seeing Mo Yingqi look dazed again. "How about my sister and I take a nap with you later?"

"Um, Second Princess, why don't you let Imperial Son-in-Law rest by himself?" Ying Hong really couldn't bear to watch anymore. "Aren't you, aren't you going with Eldest Princess to look at the jewelry for the wedding?"

Although everyone hoped these two sisters and Mo Yingqi would be locked together quickly, even if he were made of iron, the two of you couldn't torment him like this!

Besides, are the two of you really just taking a nap with him? As a Servant, I'm too embarrassed to expose you! I'm afraid that during the nap, who knows what you'll end up doing next!

Fortunately, the Princesss Residence was secured with an iron bolt; from top to bottom, even the old women cooking in the kitchen were people of Partridge Sky. Otherwise, these romantic escapades would have surely spread throughout the entire Capital.

Even so, there are rumors outside now. After all, Mo Yingqi has been inside the Princesss Residence for three days without leaving, and the two Legitimate Princesses have even skipped paying respects to the Empress. Even without concrete news, you can't stop people from wildly speculating, can you?

"That's not necessary. I actually want to go out for a while..." Mo Yingqi finally fully recovered his senses. "Although the Yamen gave me leave, I'm still a bit worried..."

He had been here for three days without hearing any news. In fact, for these three days, he felt like he couldn't remember anything except Luo Yongan and Luo Yongning—just these two Female Temptresses in front of him.

"Yingqi, the Yamen will be fine without you." Luo Yongan looked at him with a touch of heartache. "Look how hard you've worked these three days, why bother rushing off? Why don't you and Yongning come with me to the Imperial Workshop? Empress Mother instructed them to craft all the jewelry. You are about to get married; can't everything wait until after the wedding?"

Mo Yingqi wasn't truly that dedicated, nor was he arrogant enough to think that the Pacification Bureau would collapse without him just because he had gained some reputation in the Capital. He just felt uneasy in his heart.

"Are you worried about your two brothers?" Luo Yongning rubbed his palm. "Don't worry, we already talked to Eunuch Fang. With Commander Fang there, he will send someone to notify us if anything serious happens. Just put your mind at ease, alright?"

Mo Yingqi thought carefully; it seemed to be true. In any case, he was on leave now. Even if something happened, it would probably end up being Fang Bowen fighting against Zhao Jiguang. His presence as a Captain wouldn't mean much there.

"Oh, right, Yingqi, there's something else I need to tell you." Luo Yongan suddenly remembered something, her tone filled with joy. "My Granduncle has been appointed governor-general of liangjiang, and he should have taken office today."

Mo Yingqi was surprised. Shen Xian, Duke Shen's younger brother, was skilled in both civil and military arts. The Late Emperor once praised him, saying he could Govern the Country and Bring Peace through civil means, and Pacify the World through military might. His talent was no less than that of his elder brother, who succeeded as the Duke, and he was fiercely loyal to the Imperial Court and The Emperor.

"That's not right. Didn't Minister Shen serve as the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War? How could he..."

"Father's intention is that Granduncle's position as Vice Minister of the Ministry of War remains unchanged, and he simultaneously holds the post of governor-general of liangjiang." Luo Yongan smiled somewhat helplessly when she said this. "The Liangjiang region is inherently wealthy and of paramount importance. Father was worried this position would fall into the hands of Grand Chancellor's Disciples. Most importantly... your biological father has been waiting for this vacancy for years, and Father naturally wouldn't let him succeed easily."

Although Zhang Jiayan was a terrible person, his political achievements were outstanding, and his tenure as Provincial Administration Commissioner over the years was flawless. But if he were truly promoted to governor-general of liangjiang, it would be even harder for The Emperor to suppress Grand Chancellor Zhou's faction in the future.

By sending Shen Xian, even Grand Chancellor Zhou couldn't find a single fault. The Shen Family was a lineage of Loyal Heroes, holding high status and power. Shen Xian himself not only had outstanding military achievements but also came from an Academic Background and was highly talented.

Compared to Mo Yingqi's shock, Zhang Jiayan's face was truly extremely grim at this moment. Shen Xian, sitting before him in casual clothes, had half-white hair and a beard, yet he didn't look sloppy at all.

Even though he was over fifty, he was still full of vigor. His eyes were slightly narrowed, but Zhang Jiayan could clearly feel his gaze fixed on him.

"Provincial Governor Zhang, this is the Memorial you submitted, which The Emperor asked me to bring to you." Shen Xian's voice was soft, but full of majesty. "Would you like to take a look and see what The Emperor told you?"

Zhang Jiayan gritted his teeth, yet forced a smile: "Minister Shen, you've endured a long journey. Calling for your Subordinate immediately upon arrival—I doubt it's as simple as just showing your Subordinate The Emperor's Critique, is it?"

"It's exactly that simple, what did Provincial Governor Zhang think?" Shen Xian's eyes suddenly opened wide, his gaze sharp as a knife sweeping over Zhang Jiayan, making his skin crawl. "You should look first. After you finish reading, we can continue to talk."

Zhang Jiayan gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. Shen Xian, like his elder brother, was heavily relied upon by the Late Emperor in his later years. The Duke Shen's younger brother was now highly placed and powerful, leaving him completely helpless.

Walking over, he picked up the Memorial on the desk and opened it, but Zhang Jiayan was stunned—there was nothing on it. It had been sent back exactly as he had submitted it.

"Do you understand?" Shen Xian looked at him playfully, a smile on his face. "Provincial Governor Zhang, do you understand His Majesty's intention?"

"Minister Shen, what is the meaning of this?" Zhang Jiayan felt uneasy inside, but forced himself to speak calmly. "The Emperor did not give me any Critique..."

"That's right, saying nothing—this is the Edict." Shen Xian sneered. "Imperial Son-in-Law is about to marry the two Legitimate Princesses. Your Zhang Family is no longer involved in this matter, and has no connection with Imperial Son-in-Law!"