Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

In the palace, the empress's fingertips ran across the four words "pupils slightly constricted" on the secret report, and the gilded armor reflected a cold light under the candlelight.

She suddenly remembered what the Emperor had said three days ago while playing with the cement block: "If this thing is used on the border wall, the Northern Di cavalry will have a hard time moving south."

"Your Majesty, why don't you just ask for the cement formula?" the female official asked again.

"Stupid." The empress uttered a word and threw the secret report into the incense burner.

The parchment curled up and charred on the agarwood charcoal, just like the disloyal people she had burned.

She stood up and walked to the window. The glazed tiles of the nine-story palace were flowing blood-red in the setting sun.

The blue-gray roof of the Hanlin Academy is particularly eye-catching among the vermilion pavilions - just like Su Yue's pair of eternally calm eyes, standing out among the flattery in the court.

"The defenders of the northern border froze to death last year," the empress said suddenly. "Their bodies piled high are taller than this section of the city wall." She tapped the window frame with her fingers. "But if I demand the formula now, all I'll get is a dead object."

A Saker Falcon suddenly flew past the window, its iron-gray wings splitting the twilight.

The empress narrowed her eyes and watched the bird of prey circling and swooping down on its prey - it was so much like herself back then, who also waited patiently for her sisters to kill each other.

"A capable person?" She chuckled. "Who among those old men in the Ministry of Works isn't a skilled craftsman?" Turning around, his dragon robe swept across the table, picking up the yellowed blueprint. "What I want is someone who can not only make cement, but also knows when and where to make it."

The blueprint fell to the ground, revealing a line of faded small words on the back: [Mortar is afraid of moisture, remember to store it in the cellar].

The Empress' pupils suddenly contracted—this was Prince Ning'an's handwriting! Wasn't that strange fire twenty years ago burning the cellar where the mortar was stored?

"Imperial decree!" she suddenly said sharply, "From this day forward, all documents from the Ministry of Works and the Water Conservancy Bureau must be submitted directly to the Emperor!"

The female official hurriedly took notes, but then heard His Majesty add, "Send another basket of lychees to Su Xiuzhuan and tell him... I remember her husband is pregnant, and this is the best way to replenish qi and blood."

As the palace doors closed, the empress stroked the tiger talisman in her sleeve. The northern border military report reported that the Di people were gathering again, but at that moment, she thought of the sentence from Su Yue's spring examination paper: "A country is not secured by the dangers of mountains and rivers, but by the support of the people."

"Su Yue..." She raised her glass to the void, "Please don't keep me waiting too long."

The wine in the glass cup ripples like blood, reflecting the newly lit Venus outside the window - in astrology, this indicates that great changes are about to come.

The Grand Emperor's Palace

"Your Highness pays homage to the Emperor." Su Yue performed the ceremony in a proper manner. When he looked up, he saw the old lady sitting upright on the Arhat couch, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, but the corners of her mouth twitched suspiciously.

"What are you standing there for? Sit down." The retired emperor pointed to the embroidered cushion opposite him with a stern face. "I heard you brought me some goodies?"

Su Yue almost laughed out loud - the old lady was clearly glancing at her bag, yet she pretended to be reluctant.

She deliberately unpacked the bag slowly: "Nothing much, just some small things from foreign merchants..."

With a "crash", a colorful Rubik's Cube rolled out of the bag.

One of the beads in the emperor's Buddhist beads stopped with a click.

"It's called... uh, a Western Wisdom Lock." Su Yue lied calmly and twisted it a few times. "You turn the same color to the other side like this..."

The old lady's neck stretched forward unconsciously.

Su Yue took out a palm-sized music box, wound up the spring, and the music of "Jasmine Flower" began to play - this was the classical music version she had specially found on her tablet last night.

"Ridiculous!" The retired emperor suddenly slammed the table, frightening the female official at the door. "How dare the barbarians plagiarize our folk songs!"

Su Yue was so tired of trying to hold back her laughter that her stomach ached. She quickly pulled out a telescope like a treasure and said, "This can even see how many hairs there are on a bird's tail from three miles away..."

"Hmph, when I was young..." The old lady said stubbornly while deftly pointing the lens out the window.

After a while, a faint voice drifted over: "...the pair of thrushes in the Imperial Garden have grown quite a bit fatter."

While the emperor was studying the telescope, Su Yue smuggled out a box of chocolates from space.

The golden tin foil packaging made the old lady's eyelids jump: "What the hell is this?"

"Western candied fruit is said to prolong life." Su Yue lied with his eyes open, breaking off a piece and stuffing it into his mouth. "Look, it's not poisonous."

The emperor took a bite hesitantly, and his eyes widened in surprise at the silky taste.

Su Yue watched helplessly as the once powerful empress quickly hid the remaining half into her sleeve pocket like a little mouse that had stolen oil.

"I've blocked so many arrows and arrows for you," the old lady sighed suddenly, "and it's just worth a few pieces of candy?"

Su Yue said seriously: "I am willing to exchange the cement formula for you..."

"Who wants that!" The retired emperor suddenly got angry. "It's my 70th birthday, and I don't even have someone to massage my back!"

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Su Yue looked at the old lady's red ears, and suddenly an idea came to her mind: "Mu Feng has just made an automatic back massager. Can I send it to you tomorrow?"

Seeing the Grand Emperor raise an eyebrow, he added, "It's inconvenient for him because he's pregnant. How about...letting Amu and Achen come and keep you company?"

The Buddhist beads suddenly fell to the ground with a "click".

The old lady bent down to pick it up, and a few strands of her gray hair slipped out of her phoenix crown. "That...that brat, last time he folded my memorial into a paper boat..."

“Amu can play chess.”

“…Bring it.”

When Su Yue left, she found that three things were missing from the desk - a Rubik's Cube, a music box, and half a box of chocolates.

As the retired emperor sat upright, the hem of his dragon robe bulged suspiciously.

When he reached the palace gate, he suddenly heard the female official behind him exclaim: "Your Majesty! Why did you remove the oriental pearls from the crown?!"

"Shut up! I'm going to see if this Western lock can hold beads..."

Su Yue staggered and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

The candlelight flickered, casting the shadows of the two people on the gauze curtain, blending into a gentle warm color.

Su Yue's palm was against Mu Feng's towering abdomen, and suddenly he was kicked hard by the little guy inside.

"Ouch!" She grinned exaggeratedly, "This little ancestor has an even worse temper than Yaoyao."

Mu Feng leaned against the soft pillow and chuckled when he heard the words.

The waist was sore and swollen in the late pregnancy, but he was a restless person and insisted on helping to tidy up Hanhan's clothes today.

At this moment, Su Yue was holding his lower back, and he squinted his eyes in comfort: "Maybe it's a kid, as noisy as his father Achen."

"It's better to be noisy." Su Yue dipped her fingertips in rose oil and gently massaged Mu Feng's swollen calves. "It's better than Xinxin, who only cries after sleeping for three days."

There was a drumbeat outside the window, and Mu Feng suddenly grabbed Su Yue's hand: "Tell me... where are Brother Aze and the others?"

Su Yue looked at the Big Dipper outside the window. "The letter from the day before yesterday said that we had already passed Xuzhou. Calculating the distance..." She suddenly felt her stomach tighten under her palm. "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Mu Feng frowned, "This little guy always likes to practice boxing and kicking in the middle of the night recently." As he said that, he was about to get up to get the sewing basket, but Su Yue pushed him back onto the couch.