[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

The next morning, sunlight shone through the mottled leaves onto the streets and alleys of the capital.

Han Heming was wearing a green palace robe and walked towards the yamen with steady steps.

Not long after I settled into my seat, I heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

Then, a clerk hurried over and said softly, "Sir Han, the Minister of War wants to see you."

Han Heming nodded slightly, stood up, straightened his sleeves, and then walked towards the room of Xie Yunli, the Minister of War.

Arriving at the door, he knocked gently, and a low and gentle response came from inside: "Come in."

Han Heming pushed open the door and saw Xie Yunli, the Minister of War, sitting at the desk, concentrating on handling official business.

The piles of documents beside him seemed to tell of the busy work that day.

Han Heming wore a faint smile on his face and bowed, "My Lord, are you looking for me?"

Xie Yunli raised his head when he heard the voice, and when he saw Han Heming, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Shenzhi is here, come quickly, sit down and talk."

As he spoke, he stood up, walked to the armchair beside him, and extended his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Han Heming hurriedly thanked him, walked steadily to the chair, and sat down carefully.

At this time, Xie Yunli returned to the table and sat down again. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of steaming hot tea for Han Heming.

Although Xie Yunli was Han Heming's immediate superior, he knew very well that Han Heming was not only the Duke of Pu, but also the nephew of the current emperor, and his status was extremely respected.

Therefore, in front of Han Heming, Xie Yunli did not dare to put on airs as a superior.

Han Heming took the teacup with both hands, thanked Xie Yunli again, and then took a sip of tea.

Putting down the cup, he looked at Xie Yunli, secretly wondering what the purpose of this summons was.

As expected, Xie Yunli asked, "Heming, I came to you today to ask about your family. I heard recently that there seems to be some discord between your wife and her family. Is this true?"

"I wonder where did you hear this from, Master Xie?"

Han Heming's face was as calm as water, as if this matter was not something shocking, embarrassing or unspeakable to him.

Xie Yunli saw beads of sweat on his forehead and his face was full of anxiety, and he spoke hurriedly.

"Alas! where else could I have heard such news?

Today, those guys from the Censorate actually reported you directly to the Emperor!

The Emperor was furious when he heard about this, and he will probably summon you to the palace to have an audience soon!"

As Xie Yunli spoke, he rubbed his hands anxiously and thought to himself.

Han Heming is the emperor's nephew. With him working in the government office under his jurisdiction, the work will be much smoother!

No matter what, we can't let him be brought down by those guys from the Censorate!

Han Heming sighed slightly and slowly began to explain.

"It's actually a long story. It's about the dispute between my wife and her family.

In short, my wife was cruelly sold by her biological parents when she was a teenager.

Now that my family is becoming increasingly wealthy, her parents have started to make plans again, hoping to have her recognize me so that they can gain some benefits."

After saying that, Han Heming shook his head helplessly, with a barely perceptible pain flashing in his eyes.

After hearing this narration, Xie Yunli nodded in sudden enlightenment and replied, "Oh... so that's how it is!"

"Then when the emperor summons you later, you must explain this matter in detail to him.

You know, after all, this is just your own family affair.

But those old guys in the Censorate are simply bored and have nothing to do!

They heard the news and spent the whole day racking their brains to find something to do."

As Xie Yunli spoke, he frowned, his face full of impatience.

Obviously, he had accumulated deep resentment towards the people in the Censorate.

"Yes, thank you for your advice, sir. I will report this matter to the emperor truthfully."

Han Heming hurriedly bowed deeply to Xie Yunli to express his gratitude.

"Why are you being polite? I'm telling you this because I hope you understand. There's no need for us to thank each other. Just understand. Leave now."

Xie Yunli waved his hand casually, indicating that he could leave.

As expected, just as Xie Yunli had expected, as soon as Han Heming stepped out of Xie Yunli's room, a full-time eunuch hurried in from the yamen to deliver the imperial edict.

The young eunuch held the imperial edict in his hand and shouted at the top of his voice, "The emperor has ordered Han Heming to come to the palace to see him immediately!"

Han Heming did not dare to delay and hurriedly followed the young eunuch to the palace.

Along the way, the two walked hurriedly and soon arrived at the gate of the palace.

After going through layers of notifications, Han Heming was finally able to enter the palace.

Walking along the long palace road, we soon arrived outside the palace where the emperor was.

At this moment, a low and majestic voice came from the hall: "Call Han Heming into the hall!" Hearing the summons, Han Heming took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and then walked into the hall with steady steps...

"Your humble servant pays his respects to the emperor!" With a loud shout, Han Heming walked quickly into the palace, then quickly lifted up his robe, knelt on his knees, and respectfully saluted the emperor.

"Get up." The emperor's majestic voice rang out above Han Heming's head like a huge bell.

Hearing the emperor's order, Han Heming carefully climbed up from the ground, raised his head slightly, and cast his gaze towards the emperor sitting on the dragon throne, emitting supreme majesty. He asked, "I wonder why the emperor summoned me here?"

The emperor smiled slightly, waved at Han Heming, motioned him to come closer, and said affectionately: "Why are you so reserved when you come to my uncle's side?"

Han Heming did as he was told and quickly walked to the emperor's side and stood still.

At this moment, the emperor's expression suddenly darkened, and he asked sternly, "Today, your wife was reported by the Censorate. How did this happen? Do you know the reason?"

Han Heming did not dare to delay and quickly repeated to the emperor everything he had said to Xie Yunli before.

After Han Heming finished speaking, the emperor frowned and commented with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

"Your daughter-in-law's temper is a bit too strong. You must know that the kindness of your parents is as heavy as Mount Tai and greater than the sky. How can anyone just deny their biological parents?"

However, facing the emperor's accusations, Han Heming stood up without hesitation and defended his wife Song Yanzhi.

"Uncle, if someone else were in your situation, I'm afraid it would be difficult for them to easily forgive the biological parents who cruelly abandoned their children!"