One Hundred Ways to Become a God

One Hundred Ways to Become a God

Chapter 60 - My Husband is Mentally Ill 60

Although a short two-month preparation time was indeed a bit rushed for a prince's wedding, with the full efforts of the palace, the wedding of Prince Su and the eldest son of Marquis Xinyuan was still held with extreme grandeur.

On the wedding day, the 128 sedan chairs carrying the dowry from the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion filled half a street. It was no exaggeration to call it a magnificent wedding procession.

Moreover, the Emperor himself presided over the wedding, bestowing countless treasures, many of which were said to have come from his private treasury, showing a glimpse of the imperial favor enjoyed by Prince Su and the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion.

Some sighed that the scale of this wedding was even more grand than when Emperor Wen Xiao, who was still the crown prince at the time, welcomed his principal wife.

Previously, there were speculations that Emperor Wen Xiao might have let the only legitimate son of Marquis Xinyuan marry Prince Su in order to suppress the rising influence of the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion.

But looking at the current situation, not only did Emperor Wen Xiao vigorously promote the wedding of Prince Su and Xie Ming, he also showed no signs of distancing himself from the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion. On the contrary, there were hints that he intended to continue elevating their status.

Although the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion gave away a legitimate son, Marquis Xinyuan himself was in his prime and in good health. Even though his offspring had been scarce before, there was still plenty of time. If he worked hard for a few more years with so many concubines in the mansion, how could there be no news?

Even if, worst case scenario, Marquis Xinyuan was really so unfortunate that he couldn't have any more sons in this lifetime, he could still adopt a suitable one from a collateral branch. The glory of the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion could still be passed down.

In any case, this marriage was undoubtedly profitable for the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion.

However, the continued favor of the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion was not the most important message revealed by this wedding.

As everyone knows, according to the usual custom in the Wen Dynasty, when a man marries another man, the one marrying out, in order to show submission to the husband's family, although not required to wear a wedding dress like a woman, still needs to be carried over with a veil on the sedan chair when the groom comes to escort him.

But Xie Ming broke this rule.

He rode a horse from the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion to the Prince Su Mansion, just like Prince Su.

The bright red wedding clothes made the young man's already beautiful appearance even more stunning than usual. With snow-white skin, black hair and red lips, his eyebrows revealed undisguised pride.

It was a sharp and flamboyant beauty that made people feel involuntarily enchanted and want to approach, while at the same time worrying about being mercilessly hurt. Even the scorching sun on the wedding day could not take away any of his charm.

When this Young Master Xie, who had always been praised as peerlessly beautiful in the capital, rode a tall and handsome steed in his bright red wedding clothes, passing through the wide streets in high spirits, who knows how many men and women along the way had their souls hooked by him with one glance, staring foolishly for a long time, not even realizing when they bumped into someone.

As for Prince Su, who was also riding a horse beside him, he was selectively ignored by the crowd.

It was only after that flamboyant figure completely disappeared from their sight that these people came back to their senses, remembering that today was the day Young Master Xie was marrying out, and they began to lament with a heavy heart again.

Such an incomparably talented young master was actually taken away by that crude and unrefined brute of a prince!

Even though they had already sighed with regret when the Emperor decreed the marriage, when the day truly arrived, they couldn't help but sigh again at what a pity it was.

However, while feeling distressed, seeing Xie Ming's unique way of marrying out, they also clearly realized that this Young Master Xie's status in Prince Su's heart was probably much higher than they had previously imagined.

At least in the capital, they had never seen a family that took a male wife allow that male wife to ride a horse side by side with the husband and go to the husband's home together in public on the wedding day.

Although this grand and unique wedding quickly came to an end, people could still be heard discussing it everywhere in the teahouses and restaurants of the capital.

However, one of the main characters being talked about did not appear again, but stayed put in the Prince Su Mansion, not concerning himself with worldly affairs.

He Yan, since the grand wedding, except for being accompanied by Prince Su to visit his parents' home once according to the rules, had rarely gone out.

Although he had never cared much about other people's gazes and gossip, now that the heat of the wedding had not yet subsided, he had no addiction to delivering himself to the door to be surrounded and watched, so he simply avoided the limelight and stayed home.

Moreover, he was inherently a bit lazy by nature, so he felt quite comfortable nestling in the Prince Su Mansion.

When he had nothing to do, he even sorted out the internal affairs of the Prince Su Mansion. After all, in his previous life, he had been the empress of an empire, so handling these matters was not difficult for him, which made the steward, who was worried that the princess consort had not learned to manage household affairs, breathe a sigh of relief.

God knows how long he had been anxious before the princess consort entered the mansion. With the princess consort's status, he was trained as a successor and definitely had not learned the set of managing the rear courtyard. Even if he had urgently studied for two months before the wedding, the effect was probably not very good.

Under the management of this princess consort, the already not very orderly internal affairs of their prince's mansion were probably going to become even worse.

Actually, if one were to analyze it in detail, there was not much of a big problem with the internal affairs of the Prince Su Mansion. After all, the stewards, maidservants, and servants in the mansion were all personally selected by Emperor Wen Xiao from the palace, and each one was extremely loyal and would not dare to play any tricks behind the master's back.

It was just that there had never been a master who could manage affairs in the rear courtyard, and Prince Su never cared about these trivial internal affairs. There were only a few stewards carefully handling the mansion's affairs under Prince Su's cold face, not daring to let go, so it was inevitable that some small matters were not handled very well.

The rest was fine, but the main problem was with the group of beauties sent by Emperor Wen Xiao in the rear courtyard.

Originally, this group of beauties, who were sent as Prince Su's concubines, had been resentful for a long time after being thrown into the rear courtyard by Prince Su to do the rough work of servant girls. However, no matter how much they acted up, seeing that Prince Su rarely even returned to the mansion, let alone visited the rear courtyard even once, a clever wife cannot cook without rice.

With the person not even there, they really could not come up with any way to arouse this master's interest. Slowly, they also resigned themselves to their fate and obediently did their work in the rear courtyard.

But when the news of Prince Su's marriage to the legitimate son of Marquis Xinyuan came out, their originally cooled hearts suddenly became fiery again.

Since Prince Su wants to marry a man, and men cannot bear children, according to the rules, Prince Su's legitimate son will definitely come from his concubines and maids in the future.

If they are lucky enough to give birth to a son for Prince Su, this child might become the future heir of the prince's mansion!

Although the selected child will be adopted under the prince consort's name and raised by the prince consort, as the birth mothers, they could at least be promoted to concubines, and their future days would be prosperous.

So these beauties, who had made their own little plans in their hearts, began to scheme. On the second day after Xie Ming entered the mansion, someone took advantage of the lax guard and broke through to get in front of Prince Su.

That beauty who broke through was quite clever. She had somehow learned that Prince Su disliked the scent of fragrant powder on women, so she dressed up in a plain and simple manner when she appeared before Prince Su. She was extremely beautiful, with a graceful figure, wearing a thin, apricot-yellow garment that showed off her figure. Such a face with such a figure would be extremely effective in dealing with most men.

Unfortunately, Prince Su was not among the majority. His heart was filled with his own delicate and willful little lord. When he saw this beauty at first glance, not only did he not produce the slightest desire, but he even became alert in his mind: there was actually such a loose and unrestrained woman in the mansion.

Since she dared to dress so revealingly and bump into him today, would she dare to strip naked and seduce Xie Ming tomorrow?

So before the beauty could even get close, Prince Su had the guards arrest her with a dark face.

When He Yan heard the news, the beauty had already been locked up in the woodshed for a day and night.

Prince Su was very wary of that beauty, fearing that He Yan would be hooked, so he didn't even mention this matter to him. It was only when the housekeeper of the prince's mansion came to him to apologize for the lax security in the rear courtyard that he learned about it.

That night, he talked to Prince Su with a wry smile, ordered someone to release the beauty and throw her back to the rear courtyard.

After all, she was someone sent by Emperor Wen Xiao, so she couldn't be casually killed.

However, He Yan was not as generous as the native wives of this world, who could happily allow their husbands to take concubines. He was also disgusted by the fly-like beauties in the rear courtyard.

So before releasing the beauty from the woodshed, He Yan ordered someone to give her five strokes of the board - don't underestimate these five strokes. The beauty had a delicate body, and after these five merciless strokes, her face immediately turned pale, and she couldn't even stand up. In the end, she had to be supported by the maids and sent back to the rear courtyard.

Then, He Yan ordered all the beauties working in various places in the rear courtyard to be sent to the most remote Qiufeng Courtyard in the prince's mansion, and set rules for them. Whoever dared to boldly wander in front of Prince Su again would be directly beaten with a board.

Seeing the "cautionary tale" who could only lie on the bed and moan after being beaten, the beauties were too scared to cause any trouble for a while.

Although in principle, a wife being too jealous is a moral flaw and should be divorced, even the master of this prince's mansion, Prince Su, didn't care. Without any elders in the mansion, who could they find to reason with?

After stuffing all the women who wanted to have children for his husband at all times into an invisible corner, there were no more worries. Apart from looking at the account books of the prince's mansion and paying attention to the shops and fields under the prince's name, He Yan's daily activities were just reading books and teasing Prince Su.

Perhaps it was because his wish was fulfilled, but Prince Su had been inexplicably excited since the wedding. He Yan could stimulate him with a few words, and his eyes would turn red, looking like he was about to pounce. If he played with him a little more with his toes, he would get so excited that he would stand up.

But Prince Su was fierce on the outside and timid on the inside. As long as He Yan didn't give the order, he would endure as much as he could.

When he was teased to the point of being unable to bear it, Prince Su would hug He Yan's legs and rub gently a few times, looking quite pitiful, like a large dog guarding a bone and drooling, but not daring to bite without the owner's order, which He Yan loved to see.

And his way of expressing his love was to stimulate the person to the critical point in a very mischievous way, and then graciously feed him until he was full.

After more than four months of spiritual cultivation, although his body was still far from being strong, at least it was not as delicate as it was at the beginning. After feeding his own large dog, he could still talk to him for a while with a clear mind.

On this day, after the two of them finished and were bathing together in the small hot spring at the Marquis Xinyuan's residence, He Yan suddenly mentioned, "I plan to invite Yuanwen to our home tomorrow."

Prince Su, who was absent-mindedly scrubbing his little lord's back, paused and frowned, "Who is that?"

He Yan was not at all surprised that Prince Su didn't remember, "Mu Yuanwen, the second legitimate son of the Marquis of Anyuan's family."

Prince Su thought for a while before he vaguely remembered this person. "The one who used to play well with you before? Hmm... invite him then."

When he was investigating Xie Ming's information, there was this Mu Yuanwen, who was said to have played with Xie Ming for several years and was good-looking. He was Xie Ming's closest friend.

When he said the last few words, his voice obviously lowered.

He Yan, who was originally lying by the pool and being served, turned around upon hearing this, hooked the neck of Prince Su, who was still a head taller than him even when sitting, and said with a smile that was not quite a smile, "What? You're jealous of this too. Why don't you let the kitchen make you a dish of West Lake Vinegar Fish tomorrow to eat your fill?"

Author's Note:

Actually, regarding the issue of heirs in the Marquis Xinyuan's mansion, everyone doesn't need to start worrying so quickly. After all, this world has just begun not long ago... I won't spoil it, ahem _(:з」∠)_


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