I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband

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Chapter 332:1 Have Done Many, Many Things For Him

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

However, capable people, even if they were not tactful enough, would still be put in an important position.

At least when they were needed, they would be put in an important position.

If they were so focused on their own ambitions and didn’t care about anything else, the Emperor wouldn’t be able to use them no matter how great their abilities were.

If he loved someone, he would seek stability and think twice before doing anything risky. He would not do anything that would implicate his family.

Only when there was someone in his heart would he have scruples.

“Alright, it’s not a big deal,” Emperor Zhao Qian waved his hand.

He understood Heng Yi’s mind and felt close to him.

It was as if they were born to be close.

Emperor Zhao Qian couldn’t help but wonder if Heng Yi was the product of one of his escapades and then left him alone. Could Heng Yi be his wandering child?

Emperor Zhao Qian laughed when he thought of this possibility.

He had been cautious when he was young, and he had doted on a couple of women for a few years after he had ascended the throne. Later on, he had acted absurdly, but there were records of the things he did every time, but the list wasn’t long.

Heng Congshan didn’t know what the Emperor was thinking. If he knew, he would be so scared that his legs would disappear.

Many people had seen Heng Yi leaving with Han Qiao, and they were all waiting for Emperor Zhao Qian’s anger.

Emperor Zhao Qian didn’t say anything. He even said, “He’s a rare man who’s in touch with his feelings.”

Only then did everyone understand that Emperor Zhao Qian was also a sentimental person.

The only difference between them was that he doted on his concubine.

While Heng Yi doted on his wife.

After Heng Yi carried Han Qiao onto the carriage, she obediently nestled in his arms, breathing softly.

She was a little drunk.

Her entire body was weak.

With a familiar body against hers and a familiar smell filling her senses, Han Qiao quickly fell asleep.

When they reached home, Ah-Yao saw his father carrying his mother in. He widened his eyes and cried out for a hug.

“I’ll carry you later.”

He first washed Han Qiao, changed her into clean clothes, and fed her some hangover soup.

Han Qiao drank the hangover soup and quickly fell back to sleep.

Ah-Yao watched on with confusion written all over his tiny face.

He thought that his mother was sick, so he kept going to the bedside and nestled next to his mother. He was very considerate.

Heng Yi also drank some wine. He sat on the side and watched his wife and son, feeling the warmth creeping into his heart.

He still didn’t quite understand how high the title of ‘Marquis’ was, whether it was in the capital or the various areas of Great Yong, but it didn’t stop him from being happy.

The tangible benefits made him slowly feel that he yearned for power. Especially when she saw Han Qiao being surrounded by everyone. Everyone was respectful to her and even fawned over her.

She didn’t need to lower herself and flatter anyone.

There was no need for her to be so careful.

If she said something wrong, others would cover for her.

With one glance at his wife and son sleeping soundly, Heng Yi quietly walked out of the room.

Duan Yue stepped forward and said softly, “Master, Second Master invites you to his study.”

“Alright.”

When Heng Yi arrived at the study, Bai Cha was writing the list of betrothal gifts.

Some things could be saved, but others couldn’t.

“Big Brother.”

“Yes.”

Bai Cha could still smell the scent of alcohol and happiness on Heng Yi

“Did the Emperor reward you?” Bai Cha couldn’t help but ask.

“Yes. He gave me the title of Marquis of Wanning.”

Bai Cha was overjoyed.

He stood up and bowed to Heng Yi, “Greetings, Marquis of Wanning.”

“Are you teasing me too?” Heng Yi asked with a smile.

“Nope, not a joke. You have to know that among all the rewards, very few dukes, uncles, and sons can be conferred the title of Marquis. Most of the time, only when a daughter of the family enters the palace will they be conferred the title of nobility, and the elder brother will be conferred the title of Marquis. However, you have earned this title by yourself, so this is different.”

“Not to mention that the Emperor gave you real power.”

“Big Brother should know what it means to have ten thousand soldiers working under you.”

Heng Yi could take these ten thousand soldiers anywhere.

If he had the ability, he could raise thousands more people.

If he could train 10,000 soldiers well, it would be amazing.

“Is the title ‘Marquis’ very powerful?”

“Of course. Even the Prime Minister has to give you a half-bow when he sees you. The officials from all over the world have to kneel down when they see you.”

“If you are a little more ostentatious when someone knocks on the gong when you go out, the idle people will retreat. Be it the stall owners or pedestrians, they will have to make way for you as quickly as possible.”

Heng Yi had never heard this before.

He thought that these were things that were very far away from his reality.

Even if he did, it would take a long time for him to get there.

“What about your Sister-in-law?”

“A wife is valued by her husband. Even if she enters the palace to see the

Empress, she will not need to kneel to her.”

Hearing this, Heng Yi’s eyes lit up.

What he wanted was for Han Qiao not to submit to others.

“Sister-in-law’s title has been announced too?” Bai Cha asked.

“Yes, the wife of a first-rank Marchioness.”

Bai Cha smiled, “Congratulations, Big Brother. Congratulations, Sister-in-law.”

Heng Yi also smiled.

“Bai Cha, I want to go to the Emperor and ask mercy on yours, Housekeeper Liu’s, and Shopkeeper Zhu’s behalf…”

“Brother,” Bai Cha began.

“You can mention us before the Emperor, but don’t ask for grace in our stead. Shopkeeper Zhu has also made contributions. You can ask for him.”

Not to mention anything else, being freed from slavery was also a great grace.

Heng Yi nodded.

Emperor Zhao Qian would summon him again before he left.

There was no hurry.

However, Feng Xinru was extremely anxious.

It was reasonable for Luo Yi’an to marry Sun Xiu before.

Now that Heng Yi had become a Marquis, and Sun Xiu’s status had risen as well, she didn’t dare to propose anymore.

“It must be said that the princess consort has good taste and directly chose Han Chi as her son-in-law,” Feng Xinru sighed.

Even if he couldn’t inherit the title, Han Chi’s future wouldn’t be too bad with a ‘Marquis’ as his adoptive father.

Madam Feng smiled, “It’s a good thing that Yi’an is close to Ah-Chi.”

Feng Xinru smiled, “Sister-in-law is right, they are good friends.”

The children’s friendship was so pure and beautiful.

It would also last for a long time.

Emperor Zhao Qian had originally scheduled to leave on the third day of the fifth month. When he learned that Han Chi was going to the Gong Prince’s residence to send his betrothal gifts, he decided to stay a little while longer. He would also add a dowry for his niece.

Among his nieces, Li Mi was considered to be highly valued by Emperor Zhao Qian. She was generous, gentle, kind, and well-behaved.

The child was quite similar to his Zhenling.

Han Qiao was not idle either. She was busy with all sorts of things.

She even met with the Gong Prince’s consort in private, “What I mean is to give 100,000 taels of silver as a betrothal gift. We won’t buy any of those miscellaneous things.”

The Gong Prince’s consort was happy that Han Qiao valued her daughter so much. “That would be unnecessary,”

“I originally wanted to give a grand betrothal gift and welcome the princess into our family in a grand manner. But unfortunately, everything was rushed. There are many things that we can’t buy in time, and those that could be bought aren’t of high quality.”

“Your Highness, please don’t mistake this betrothal gift as an insult. I really like Li Mi and hope that after she marries into our family, she will live harmoniously with Ah-Chi.”

“Then we’ll do as you say. However, you have to put this silver in the betrothal gift.” The Gong Prince’s consort said.

Han Qiao thought for a moment, “That works too.”

However, she wanted to make it a lucky number.

They were divided into two portions. One portion was 100,000 taels, and the other was 10,001 taels?. They were all white silver, meaning that out of ten thousand women, only one was chosen.

The day Han Chi sent the betrothal gifts to Li Mi was very lively.

When Han Chi thought back to it many years later, he felt extremely emotional. His mother had done so much for him…

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