The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 1153: Chapter 1149: The Empress Doesn’t Have It, The Maid Does

The Prefect of Yangzhou, Wang Jingzhi, approached tremblingly and knelt at the gates, which prompted Su Yingxue to find the scene somewhat farcical. “Emperor, why does this Lord Prefect look as frightened as if he’s about to meet the King of the Underworld? Is he not performing his duties well?”

When Chu Yihan quickly reached the entrance, he quietly let go of her hand. “Prefect Wang is diligent and loves the people; his achievements are not bad, and he seldom makes mistakes. However, all the ministers from outside Jiang Du City behave the same when they see the Emperor.”

They are either afraid of making mistakes and being punished or afraid that someone has accused them; they fear the Emperor reproaching them for no reason, much like students in a school who fear their teacher even if they haven’t answered a question incorrectly—they still fear a severe punishment.

Su Yingxue, wearing a veil, secretly laughed by his side. “The Emperor is quite understanding, huh? It seems like you too have served as a subject before,” she remarked teasingly.

“I have only been a son and later a Prince. I have never been a subject…” Chu Yihan spoke evenly, but his tone carried an extraordinary nuance.

Su Yingxue silently thought for a moment; Chu Yihan really did have the right to be so haughty. Apart from his father, he never listened to anyone else.

But where did he gain this perception?

Su Yingxue was still holding his hand and wanted to ask, but Chu Yihan had already maintained a distance from her.

Seeing Chu Yihan approaching, Wang Jingzhi trembled profoundly and shouted as he kowtowed, “This humble official, Wang Jingzhi, greets my Emperor, long live, long live, long live! If there have been any shortcomings in my hospitality, I beseech the Emperor to decree my punishment!”

Although he didn’t know if he had made a mistake, a good attitude was always appropriate.

Su Yingxue’s eyes twinkled mischievously. “Has Prefect Wang already started entertaining the Emperor?”

Chu Yihan had just arrived at the entrance, yet this Lord Prefect was perhaps being a bit too dramatic.

Wang Jingzhi’s cold sweat streamed down as he knelt, his legs still trembling. “This humble official is guilty; I implore the Emperor to decree my punishment!”

“I have no interest in discussing your faults. Rise, and take me to inspect the archives,” Chu Yihan commanded.

Chu Yihan turned his head and, from an angle others couldn’t see, poked Su Yingxue’s forehead.

Su Yingxue stuck out her tongue playfully, “Tra-la-la!”

Such an easily scared official really had too small a heart.

Moreover, she still didn’t know why Chu Yihan, who had revealed his own identity, insisted on her wearing a veil and not holding her hand, as if he intentionally wanted to conceal her identity. What was he planning?

In the inner hall, Wang Jingzhi asked what case Chu Yihan wanted to review and respectfully brought all the records.

Seeing Chu Yihan sitting and Su Yingxue standing by, Wang Jingzhi tentatively stepped forward. “Would the empress perhaps find the seat uncomfortable? This official could prepare another chair for you.”

Su Yingxue glanced at Chu Yihan. “I…”

“When have you seen the empress here?” Chu Yihan gave him a cold glare.

Wang Jingzhi lowered his head, trembling, “This humble official heard that the Emperor and empress were traveling together, and I… mistook Your Highness. I deserve death!”

Su Yingxue was increasingly unable to understand, but seeing Chu Yihan watching intently, she just obediently stood by.

Chu Yihan glanced at her and said, “Add some tea.”

Su Yingxue was full of questions—was she being treated as a maidservant?

She glared at Chu Yihan, but still obediently poured the tea for him.

Wang Jingzhi, observing this, realized the veiled figure was not the empress but a maidservant of the Emperor, which greatly relieved him.

Chu Yihan scrutinized the archives intently all morning, while Su Yingxue, bored by his side, could only reminisce about playing with Little Ginseng in Medicine King Valley, where Little Ginseng, resembling a little girl, never grew up.