Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

In the spacious and solemn main courtyard, Huangfu Ling wept heartbrokenly, her tears streaming down like raindrops, as endearing as a pear blossom in the rain. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her hands kept wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, her father, Huangfu Changshui, was sitting in the main seat, his face serious, his chin in his hand. His expression was extremely solemn, and his thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed together, as if they could pinch a fly to death.

Suddenly, Huangfu Changshui's personal guard rushed over to report: "My Lord, Zhang Jingwei is here!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Huangfu Changshui's angry shout: "No manners! He is still my son-in-law, how can you be so rude and call him by his first name!"

The guard was so frightened that his face turned pale. He quickly bowed and admitted his mistake, saying, "I know I was wrong. It was my son-in-law who came."

Huangfu Changshui snorted coldly, turned around and ordered the servant beside him, "Go quickly and fetch me my sword. If he dares to mention divorce again, I will make sure his head is chopped off!"

Hearing this, Huangfu Ling was furious and anxious, crying out, "Daddy, what are you doing? How is your behavior any different from those unreasonable local tyrants and bullies out there who oppress the people?"

Huangfu Changshui's eyes widened as he roared angrily, "He hasn't come home all night. If I find out he's been meeting some courtesan, I'll have him castrated and made a eunuch from now on!"

Huangfu Ling couldn't believe what she was hearing and cried, "Daddy...what nonsense are you talking about? You refused to let him divorce his wife and even threatened to castrate him. Do you really want Ling'er to be a widow at such a young age?"

Huangfu Changshui, still furious, slammed the table so hard that the teacups on it jumped up. "Hmph! If it weren't for Big Brother, I would have chopped him to pieces long ago. How dare you bully my precious daughter like this!"

Zhang Jingwei, who was outside the door, heard these conversations clearly. He touched his neck and wanted to retreat, but if he didn't face them now, it would sooner or later intensify a bigger conflict.

He walked into the house in a hurry, then gently lifted the corner of his slightly old but neat and clean long gown, knelt on his knees without hesitation, and with a crisp and loud "clang" sound, he knelt straight in front of Huangfu Changshui.

Zhang Jingwei's face was filled with fear and regret, and he said in a trembling voice, "Father-in-law! I know I was wrong!"

Huangfu Changshui, sitting on the chair, glared angrily, veins popping out on his forehead as he shouted, "You know you're wrong? Humph! You deserve to die!! Ever since our Huangfu family got involved with you, we haven't had a single peaceful day!"

Zhang Jingwei raised his head, his eyes revealing a hint of despair and determination, and he slowly said: "Actually, I also want to die, but before I die, I feel that I must give Lingmei an explanation."

Huangfu Changshui slammed his hand on the table, shaking the teacups so much that they jumped up. He demanded angrily, "Explain? You still have the nerve to ask for an explanation! You wantonly slandered my Ling'er in front of so many people. From now on, how can you let her face the world with dignity?"

At this time, Zhang Jingwei turned to look at Huangfu Ling who was standing beside him, and summoned up the courage to speak: "That day, Lingmei, you were drunk and shouted "Brother Qi" in my room..." He then told the whole story of this ridiculous misunderstanding.

Huangfu Ling, who originally had a sad face, couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard this, and a smile as bright as a spring flower instantly bloomed on his face.

Zhang Jingwei lowered his head again and continued in a low, regretful voice, "Ultimately, all this was because I felt I couldn't match that prince's distinguished family background, which led to despicable and vile thoughts. Plus, I was drunk at the time, and in a fit of rage, I said something so outrageous as to divorce my wife."

Huangfu Ling saw this and hurried forward to grab her father's sleeve, coquettishly persuading him, "Dad, this is just a misunderstanding, please don't be angry anymore!"

Huangfu Changshui stared at Zhang Jingwei in front of him with his eyes wide open and shouted, "You say it's a misunderstanding and the matter can be let go? Humph, you're dreaming!" His voice was like thunder, shaking the whole room.

Zhang Jingwei looked at Huangfu Changshui sincerely and said without hesitation, "Then I will kneel here until you forgive me."

Huangfu Ling, who was standing by, saw this and knelt down without hesitation. She held onto Zhang Jingwei's clothes tightly, looked up at Huangfu Changshui, and said in a gentle voice, "Daddy, if you won't forgive him, I will kneel here with him."

Huangfu Changshui looked at the two young men angrily, feeling both irritated and helpless. He stamped his foot fiercely, pointed at Huangfu Ling and scolded her, "Oh my, little girl, I've really spoiled you. You're actually helping an outsider to piss off your father, humph!" He shook his sleeves vigorously, turned around, and walked towards the door angrily with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Jingwei and Huangfu Ling knelt side by side on the cold ground. After looking at each other, they smiled at the same time.

Zhang Jingwei smiled bitterly and shook his head, then whispered to Huangfu Ling, "That's great! Your father has run away in anger. What are you still grinning like an idiot for?"

Huangfu Ling blinked mischievously, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and responded: "I'm laughing at you for being so stupid that you even forgot your own name."

Zhang Jingwei scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, and muttered to himself: "Yeah, I am indeed a little stupid."

The two knelt on the ground and fell silent. Huangfu Ling found a topic to talk about: "General Gao left the city this morning and left a letter for you. It's with Zhang Liu!"

Zhang Jingwei missed Gao Fei's goodbye and asked, "Really? Did he know about what happened last night?"

Huangfu Ling pouted and said, "This commotion is so big, your sister Xiaolan must know about it, and she will definitely report it to her father."

Zhang Jingwei explained helplessly, "Ah, I really only treat Xiaolan as my sister! I have absolutely no other thoughts."

Huangfu Lingqi puffed up his energy, put his hands on his hips and shouted, "I don't want it! I don't want you to have a sister like this!"

Seeing this, Zhang Jingwei laughed and teased, "Look at how stingy you are."

Huangfu Ling still insisted, "I just don't want it!"

Zhang Jingwei quickly coaxed, "Okay, okay, if you don't want it, then don't want it. Everything is up to you."

At this moment, Huangfu Ling's eyes suddenly turned, and she said coquettishly: "In this case, can you write a poem for me?"

Zhang Jingwei looked embarrassed and scratched his head before answering, "How can I know how to write poetry?"

Huangfu Ling was a little angry when she heard it, and muttered: "Huh, didn't you write very well when you were in the brothel?"

Zhang Jingwei smiled awkwardly and confessed, "Oh, so that's the song you were talking about. Actually, I copied it."

Huangfu Ling opened his mouth in surprise. "Ah? Jiuer actually got it right. But how come I've never heard of such a beautiful poem before?"

Zhang Jingwei started to talk nonsense seriously: "Because this poem was written by an immortal, how could ordinary people like you have the opportunity to hear it?"

Huangfu Ling couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, obviously thinking he was talking nonsense. "Right, right, right. He writes so well, he must be a poet, right?"

Zhang Jingwei shamelessly nodded and replied, "Smart! That great god is the Immortal Poet!"

The two of them knelt quietly like this. Zhang Jingwei's hands began to become dishonest and he tried to fiddle with Huangfu Ling's little hands. Huangfu Ling did not resist. The two of them interlocked their fingers. Huangfu Ling was also very proactive. With a blushing face, she gently leaned her head on Zhang Jingwei's shoulder.