The Marquis Yongchang sat on the ground, feeling more wronged the more he thought about it.
Suddenly, he let out a wail and burst into tears right there!
A burly man in tears.
His sobs were so heart-wrenching they could move heaven and earth!
For a moment, no one knew how to approach him and offer comfort.
After all, the Marquis Yongchang had died in such a... humiliating way!
With tears clinging to the corners of his eyes, the Marquis Yongchang looked up at Emperor Jinyuan.
"Your Majesty... please take me in for a while," he pleaded. "I truly... don't want to go home right now!"
His son had already brought that woman home. This was no time for him to return.
He would lie low for now.
Then he would find a chance to expose that mountain spirit's secret.
The corners of Emperor Jinyuan's mouth twitched.
Take him into the imperial harem?
Just listen to that.
Was that a reasonable thing to ask?
He turned to the other ministers, who all looked away in perfect unison, as though sharing a single mind.
What a joke.
Lady Gongsun could openly beat even her own husband to death. Wouldn't taking in the Marquis Yongchang be asking to die?
They were only ordinary men. They wanted a few more years to live.
The Marquis Yongchang would just have to... fend for himself.
Seeing the refusal on everyone's faces, the Marquis Yongchang suddenly felt a wave of desolation.
He had never imagined that, by middle age, he would have no one willing to take him in.
His life was such a failure.
"If you don't mind, Marquis Yongchang, why not stay at my residence for now?"
Xiao Yu stepped forward and said, "My eighteenth birthday is approaching, and I'll soon be moving out