novelraw Chapter 146 The "Delicate" Marshal
Chapter 146 The "Delicate" Marshal
Wen Shumu was slightly taken aback, not understanding why Yi Hao suddenly apologized to him.
"Due to certain considerations, I failed to inform you of Su Yu's return in a timely manner," Yi Hao said solemnly. "For this, I sincerely apologize."
The emperor's frankness left Wen Shumu momentarily speechless.
The bedroom was silent, and Ren Yi's expression was also very serious, as if obtaining Wen Shumu's understanding was a very important matter for them.
Wen Shumu unconsciously touched his head and scratched his curly hair, saying, "I think I understand why you did this. I also want to take this opportunity to explain to you that I had no intention of getting involved in the Wen family's conflict, but for Grandpa's sake, I cannot escape all of this."
"However, I can assure you that I will not have any inappropriate connections with other noble families in order to secure the position of head of the family."
Yi Hao's gaze was deep, and he suddenly threw out a few questions: "Great nobles are not allowed to enter the Imperial Star without being summoned. After you become the head of the family, will you take Su Yu to Anjiang Star? But he is the marshal of the empire and the commander of the First Legion. He must be stationed on the Imperial Star."
"You also have to manage various family affairs, do you still have the energy to be an architect?"
These are all very real problems, and Wen Shumu had naturally considered them, but at the time he was mostly focused on worrying about Ling Suyu, so he didn't think about them in detail and couldn't come up with any good solutions.
Seeing his worried expression, Ren Yi patted Yi Hao on the back and said with pity, "Don't scare the child."
Ling Suyu also stared at Yi Hao with reproach in her eyes.
Yi Hao: "..."
He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Alright, I was wrong! My next step is to convene a constitutional convention to further weaken the privileges of the nobility, especially in terms of political participation."
Yi Hao sneered: "We have to thank Gallatin for this, which made me fully understand just how much they crave to return to the political center."
"I will send people to conduct anonymous opinion polls within the jurisdictions of the great nobles. If the results are satisfactory, I will grant them the right to freely enter and leave the Imperial Star."
In other words, a good head of household who is popular with the people will have more conveniences. As long as Wen Shumu wins the hearts of the people, travel will not be a problem.
He didn't elaborate on the consequences of a poor opinion poll result, but Wen Shumu could sense from Yi Hao's cold eyes that the emperor was already eager to take action against certain people.
"As for handling various family affairs... that's even easier. As long as you know how to use people and delegate tasks, you won't need the family head to personally handle most of them." Yi Hao winked at Wen Shumu. "Just learn how to lead a team."
Wen Shumu: "...Thank you for your suggestion."
After chatting for a while, Banks finished giving Ling Suyu the injection, and then the Emperor and Empress got up to take their leave.
Wen Shumu wanted the Emperor and Empress to stay for a meal, but Ren Yi declined with a smile, saying, "Su Yu is still bedridden, so we won't bother him any longer. Once he's better, we'll invite you all to the palace for a proper get-together."
Wen Shumu quickly put on his coat and saw them to the door.
Yi Hao took a few steps forward, then turned back to look at Wen Shumu: "In a few days, I will grant you the title of Marquis."
He said calmly, "You are the first heir to the title, so you don't need to worry about how those rats in the shadows are doing things."
When emperors expressed their apologies, they never stopped at just a simple verbal apology.
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The coolness after the rainstorm didn't last long before the sweltering heat arrived, and you could feel the rising heat just by stepping on the outdoor ground.
Wen Shumu had lived in the cold Anjiang Star for many years and rarely felt this kind of temperature. He was used to wearing long sleeves and trousers, and it was so hot that he couldn't even go out. He only went out to the courtyard for a while, and he almost suffered from heatstroke. Not long after, he lay down with Ling Suyu.
With the central air conditioning running, the bedroom maintained a comfortable temperature.
Wen Shumu nestled into Ling Suyu's arms with a smile.
He was also on the Imperial Star around this time last year. What was he doing back then?
It seems like I was idly reading a book, definitely not like now, with my brother hugging me.
Ling Suyu's eyes were gentle as he wrapped one arm around the Omega and gently kissed his forehead.
Wen Shumu seized the opportunity, raised his chin, and let the next kiss land precisely on his lips.
The tender kiss quickly turned sour.
Wen Shumu still maintained a sliver of consciousness and pushed Ling Suyu away with all his might.
His voice trembled slightly: "Not now... not yet. We'll talk about it when your wound is completely healed."
Ling Suyu's eyes were deep and dark, containing a hint of aggression.
"It's much better now." He turned his head and kissed Wen Shumu's reddened earlobe. "I'll leave the reins to you, okay?"
Wen Shumu understood his meaning, and his face turned the same color as the red jade blood orange.
He hesitated for a long time, then caught a glimpse of Ling Suyu's handsome but pale face, his black hair casually scattered on the pillow.
Alpha left the top two buttons undone, his pajamas collar open, revealing his muscular chest.
This demeanor was almost as if... he could do whatever he wanted to Ling Suyu.
Wen Shumu finally couldn't resist Ling Suyu's charm and gave in to his wishes.
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As a result, Wen Shumu cried and begged for a long time, calling out "husband" many times before being let go.
Alpha was clearly not satisfied yet; his blue eyes shone brightly, and deep within them was a longing that Wen Shumu dared not look directly at.
Exhausted, Wen Shumu decided to keep his distance from Ling Suyu until his wounds had healed.
He would never dare to provoke Ling Suyu again!
Ling Suyu seemed to have sensed Wen Shumu's thoughts, and her recovery speed was frighteningly fast. In just a few days, she got permission from Banks to get out of bed, but she couldn't stand for too long.
Wen Shumu was worried, so whenever Ling Suyu got out of bed and walked around, he would always stay by her side and even help her with his hand.
Concern clouded his judgment; he had long forgotten that Ling Suyu had been able to attend the banquet with great vigor on the very first day he woke up, unlike now, when he could barely walk a few steps and had to lean on him to rest.
The "delicate" marshal, with the extremely nervous Omega holding his arm, had a hint of a smile in his eyes.
One evening after dinner, Wen Shumu accompanied Ling Suyu for a walk.
Wen Shumu suddenly remembered the painting that Wen Wei had sent over, and asked Allison which room the painting was kept in.
Allison said, "In your original bedroom."
The painting was so vivid that he was afraid Wen Shumu would be saddened if he saw it, so he moved it to a room that Wen Shumu rarely went to.
Wen Shumu enthusiastically helped Ling Suyu into the bedroom that hadn't been entered in a long time.
Upon seeing the painting again, Wen Shumu felt no more bitterness, only indescribable joy.
"Brother, look how well Brother Wen painted this!" Wen Shumu smiled brightly. "The moment I saw this painting, it felt like I was seeing you in person."
Ling Suyu gazed at the two people embracing in the painting, his thin lips slightly pursed.
He left the Imperial Star in a hurry and had no way to say goodbye to Wen Shumu in person.
Xiao Mu must have been very sad when this painting was delivered.
Thinking of this, Ling Suyu felt a dull ache in his heart.