A farmer's daughter travels through time, farming and dividing the family to fight for the best

It was obvious that Emperor Xuanyuan did not hear Li Xiaoxiao's inner cry. He was still flipping through the memorial in his hand with a frown.

Finally, he picked up a pen and wrote a few lines on it smoothly, then slammed the memorial heavily on the table and let out a deep breath.

Then he caught a glimpse of Li Xiaoxiao lying on the ground from the corner of his eye: "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Li Xiaoxiao kowtowed again, stood up, back straight, looking straight ahead with open eyes, without any restraint or awkwardness after seeing the emperor.

When Emperor Xuanyuan saw Li Xiaoxiao's appearance, his eyes lit up. Li Xiaoxiao was really too beautiful. As the king of a country, he had seen countless beauties and there were three thousand beauties in his harem.

But none of them can compare to Li Xiaoxiao's beauty. Li Xiaoxiao's beauty is so natural that it will unconsciously attract people's attention.

In addition, she was in her prime, exuding the aura of a young girl, which made people unable to take their eyes off her. No wonder the prime minister asked him to arrange a marriage for his son, even though the other party was just a commoner.

Even the most beautiful concubine in his harem, Concubine Li, was three points inferior to Li Xiaoxiao. Emperor Xuanyuan was now over fifty years old and had long passed the age where he could not take his eyes off beautiful women.

He quickly looked away, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "You are Li Xiaoxiao, tell me, what's going on?"

"Your Majesty, I am Li Xiaoxiao. I beg Your Majesty to help me." Li Xiaoxiao stepped forward and bowed deeply to Emperor Xuanyuan. She really didn't want to kneel down again.

Fortunately, Emperor Xuanyuan didn't care about her etiquette, didn't say anything, and waited for her to continue.

"My family is originally from Qinghe Village, Jiunu County. We came to Beijing last year to look for our relatives. My mother and grandmother have been separated for many years. My grandmother doesn't want us to go back, so she lives in my cousin's house in Beijing."

"Some time ago, the young lady of the Prime Minister's family held a banquet, so I went with my friends. During that time, I met Master Cheng once. I didn't expect that not long ago, an imperial decree suddenly betrothed me to him. I had no interaction with him before."

"Thanks to the emperor's grace, I am willing to marry him. However, the one who came to marry me today was not Master Cheng, but someone else. Later, I learned that Master Cheng went to a brothel the night before, and for some reason, he was bedridden today."

"So he asked someone else to marry her on his behalf. I was grateful to the emperor for granting me the marriage, and I knew that the person I was going to marry was Cheng Kun. His behavior showed that he did not care about me and the emperor's decree, so I refused to get on the bridal sedan."

"I'm afraid the Prime Minister's Mansion is so bold that they openly snatched the bride and hurt my friend. My friend is Zhou Lingfei, the only daughter of the Censorate. Her life is in danger. Please, Your Majesty, make a decision for me, for Lingfei."

Li Xiaoxiao narrated the whole story in a very eloquent manner, skillfully avoiding the important points and making himself sound extremely pitiful.

Emperor Xuanyuan frowned and looked at Li Xiaoxiao deeply. What she said was well-reasoned and logical, and it was difficult to find fault with her words.

The Prime Minister has always been prudent in his work, and he also requested the marriage himself. Why did he do so many things on the wedding day? And Zhou Lingfei, the only daughter of the Censorate, was in danger.

The Censorate has only one daughter, and he knew about this matter. I think the Censor is still unaware of it, otherwise he would have made a fuss long ago.

Although what Li Xiaoxiao said is very credible, we cannot draw a conclusion too early.

At the Prime Minister's Mansion, the city steward brought Cheng Changfeng back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, looking dusty and dirty.

Most of the guests had already arrived. Looking at so many people, Butler Cheng was really overwhelmed. He was struggling all the way, wondering how to tell the Prime Minister about this matter.

Not only did the job not get done, but Zhou Lingfei was also injured. We still don't know whether she's alive or dead. It's okay if she's just injured. If she had died, I really don't dare to think about it.

The auspicious time had passed, and the prime minister had become impatient, but Cheng Kun still showed no signs of waking up. Butler Cheng went out to pick up the bride, and he hadn't returned in such a long time.

Many confused guests smiled and asked Cheng Kun to come and pay their respects, otherwise they would not let him off. Those who came were all good friends in official circles. Even if the prime minister had a high position, he could not offend people at will. He had to smile and find various excuses to shirk responsibility.

He kept looking towards the gate, silently wondering why Butler Cheng hadn't come back yet.

When Butler Cheng came back, the Prime Minister was about to explode. He glanced at him, walked out of the hall and went to the side hall. Butler Cheng understood what he meant, raised his head and wiped the beads of sweat that kept coming out of his forehead, feeling even more nervous.

The prime minister had been in the position for a long time and had an aura that intimidated people. At this moment, he was in a rage, which frightened housekeeper Cheng so much that he knelt on the ground. The servant guarding the door immediately closed the door upon seeing this.

"What's going on? Tell me." The Prime Minister's eyes were blazing with fire and he spoke sternly.

"It's like this, we arrived at Si's house, and at first they refused to open the door for us. Later, the door was finally opened, but Li Xiaoxiao said that the person coming to pick up the bride was not the young master, and she refused to go to Hua Jiao.

No matter how the old slave tried to persuade her, she remained indifferent. Later, he had no choice but to step forward to snatch the bride, but unexpectedly…” When Butler Cheng said this, his eyes dodged and he could not continue.

"Speak." He actually stopped at the critical moment, and the prime minister urged.

"Li Xiaoxiao is good friends with the Censor's only daughter Zhou Lingfei. She was also present at the time. The scene was chaotic and we accidentally injured her. We didn't get the bride, so we came back." Butler Cheng's voice became smaller and smaller, until the end it could not be heard unless you listened carefully.

"What? They are just a bunch of trash." The prime minister suddenly shouted, his eyes bloodshot, picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at the butler.

The butler watched the cup flying towards him, but he didn't dare to dodge. He had to bite the bullet and let it hit him on the head. Blood immediately flowed.

The cup shattered, mixed with the tea and scattered all over the floor. The man dared not move.

"You are incapable of doing anything good and more likely to cause trouble. What use are you? How is Zhou Lingfei's injury?" The Prime Minister's chest was heaving violently, and he was about to explode with anger.

Blood quickly flowed down the wound. Butler Cheng was no longer able to care about anything else. He was trembling all over and said, "It seems that the injury is not light."

"If anything happens to her, you'll have to pay with her life." The prime minister has been in officialdom for many years and it's clear that he could see his expression.

There is no need to guess, the person must be seriously injured. He had a bad relationship with the old man, the Censor. If his daughter died, he would definitely come to fight him to the death.

Today was supposed to be a great day for his son's wedding, but why did so many things happen for no reason?