Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

The fifth watch had just passed, and morning dew was still condensing on the blue brick floor of the Hanlin Academy.

Su Yue stood under the veranda holding her newly-received green official uniform. The deliberately suppressed voices of several female officials could be heard in the mist.

"I heard that the Seventh Prince's dowry included two jade mines..."

"The Nine-Phoenix Crown, which was hastily crafted overnight by the Shanggong Bureau, uses South Sea shark pearls..."

"It actually allowed some people to get a great deal for free..."

Su Yue slowly and methodically smoothed out the dark pattern on the cuffs of his official uniform - the unique cloud-goose patch for fifth-rank officials was faintly visible in the morning light.

She suddenly turned around and looked at the female officials in scarlet robes with a smile: "Your Excellencies are absolutely right."

The scallion-white fingers raised one by one, "Not only did this humble official climb up the social ladder, but the first husband in my family can write and paint, the second husband is an outstanding martial artist, and the third husband has the ability to bring people back to health..."

"Master Su!" Zhao Yinghuan, the head scholar, came out of the bookkeeping hall with a dark face, his rhino horn belt buckle jingling. "It's three quarters past five in the morning, and it's time to roll in! The proofreading of the Jinglong Encyclopedia is still waiting for your review!"

"I'll go right away." Su Yue performed a standard bow, and when he stood up, he deliberately let the mutton-fat jade pendant on his waist shake and make a crisp sound.

The four small characters "Shu Ren Jun Zi" written by the emperor on the jade pendant sparkled in the morning light, shocking Zhao Yinghuan so much that his pupils shrank - this was a personal item of the retired emperor.

Walking through the winding corridor, Su Yue had a smile on her face.

Although the fifth-rank Hanlin Shijiang was a sinecure, primarily responsible for compiling ancient texts and drafting ordinary imperial edicts, the task of compiling the Jinglong Grand Canon, coupled with this jade pendant...

"boom!"

There was a crisp sound of a teacup breaking behind me.

Su Yue knew without looking back that it must be Li Shijiang, who always wanted to dominate her, who had smashed the cup again.

Ever since the imperial edict was issued, this sixth-rank editor has never given her a good look.

"Master Su, please wait." At the entrance to the registrar's office, a clerk in a light green official uniform respectfully handed over a document. "This is the 'Regulations of the Ministry of Rites' that will be reviewed today. Scholar Wang has specifically instructed that the ceremonial instructions for the Seventh Prince's wedding be personally reviewed by you."

Su Yue took the heavy file and lightly tapped the entry for "Prince's Guard of Honor".

Haha, letting her, the female emperor's consort, review the wedding process, these old foxes in the Hanlin Academy are really...considerate.

When you push open the carved door of the proofreading room, the scent of ink hits you in the face.

Under the plaque "慎独" hanging on the beam, several colleagues in green robes were busy copying.

Seeing her come in, some people raised their eyes quietly, then quickly lowered their heads - their eyes were three parts jealousy and seven parts awe.

Su Yue sat down at the sandalwood desk by the window and unfolded the remaining scroll of "The Jinglong Ceremony".

As the new tutor, she had three main responsibilities: one was to participate in the compilation of large-scale classics, two was to lecture on scriptures and history for the emperor, and three was... She glanced at the pile of congratulatory messages piled up in the corner of the desk - congratulatory messages drafted on behalf of various officials for the Seventh Prince's wedding.

"Lord Su." The door opened again, and a kitchen servant poked his head out, holding a food box. "Almond tea given by the wise king."

There was a sudden gasp in the cabinet.

Su Yue took the gold-painted porcelain cup calmly, and when she lifted the lid, the heat misted her eyes.

The wise king played the trick of making a show of force to scare the enemy brilliantly. He not only followed all the etiquette, but also told everyone clearly that they would protect the new female prince consort.

The shadow of the sundial outside the window gradually shortened. As Su Yue dipped her ink to make her annotations, she heard another discussion coming from outside the window:

"What are you so proud of? He's just a gigolo..."

"Shh! I can now enter the Changshou Palace directly..."

The red pen made a dot of ink on the paper.

Su Yue suddenly raised her voice: "Zhang Dianji, please find the 'Xining Wedding Ceremony'." She shook the jade pendant and said, "I have to think carefully about how to marry the Seventh Prince home in a grand manner, right?"

“Pah—”

This time it fell like an inkstone.

As soon as he finished his morning call, Su Yue was summoned to Changshou Palace.

The emperor was pruning a precious green peony, and the golden scissors gleamed in the morning light.

"I heard that you caused chaos in the Hanlin Academy?" The old lady asked without even raising her head.

Su Yue knelt upright and said, "I am wronged, but I am just telling the truth."

The golden scissors of the emperor reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight. Su Yue remained kneeling, but adjusted his breathing imperceptibly.

The agarwood incense in the Changshou Palace rose up, weaving a thin veil between the two people.

"This pair of scissors has cut the tongues of traitors and the dragon robes of the emperor." The emperor suddenly turned his wrist, and the tip of the scissors almost brushed Su Yue's earlobe. "Guess what it wants to cut today?"

The strands of hair by Su Yue's ears slowly fell.

She looked directly into the Emperor's sharp eyes and suddenly pulled out a sachet embroidered with crooked peach blossoms from her bosom. "It contains the soothing Albizia Julibrissin flowers."

The hall suddenly became silent.

The retired emperor's hand was suspended in the air, and the golden scissors fell with a clang onto the jade brick.

"Little girl." The retired emperor's voice suddenly fell silent as he bent down to pick up the scissors. "Do you know the last person who dared to do this to me..."

"Sweeping fallen leaves at the imperial mausoleum." Su Yue quickly took it and pulled out an oil-paper bag from her sleeve. "Aze made some new almond pastries. They were made with the spring water that the Seventh Prince brought last time."

The old woman stared at the oil-paper bag, and the corners of her majestic mouth twitched.

She suddenly grabbed the almond pastry and took a bite, and the pastry fell onto her bright yellow phoenix robe.

"It's too sweet." The old lady cursed vaguely, but she carefully wrapped the remaining half and stuffed it into her sleeve pocket. "When I was young, I was as bold as you."

Su Yue's eyes lit up, and she immediately took the opportunity to say, "Then you must know what it feels like to truly like someone."

"Hmph." The scissors snapped off a dead branch. "Get up and look at this."

A secret memorial was spread out on the desk, recording the dealings between the Third Prince and the Cao Gang.

Su Yue's heart skipped a beat - this was clearly Gu Qingyan's work!

"I know who the Shadow Pavilion obeys." The Emperor suddenly lifted her chin with the tip of a pair of scissors. "Little girl, if you marry my grandson, you can't just focus on protecting yourself."

Cold sweat broke out on Su Yue's back.

It turned out that the old lady knew everything, including her little tricks of pretending to be stupid.

"Your humble servant..."

"Take it." The retired emperor threw a token, "With this, you can enter the palace at any time. Qian'er..." The golden scissors suddenly plunged into the flowerpot, "If I knew you betrayed him..."

"I will do my utmost to protect His Highness the Seventh Prince." Su Yue took the token with both hands and suddenly pulled out a glass bottle from his sleeve. "This is a scented dew from the West, said to calm the mind..."

The old lady took the bottle and looked at it against the light. The rainbow spots reflected by the glass danced on her majestic face.

After a while, she suddenly laughed and said, "Go away."

The old lady shook off her hand, and as she turned, her phoenix robe swept a pot of precious green chrysanthemums. "Take my token and tell the wise king..." The golden armorer clutched the ugly sachet in his sleeve, "Tell him that I agree and propose according to the ceremony of a prince."

Su Yue kowtowed solemnly, and when she stood up, she suddenly took out a brocade bag from her waist: "I almost forgot, the Seventh Prince secretly gave it to me this morning, saying it was your favorite pine nut candy."

The old woman had her back to her and her shoulders trembled barely perceptibly.

When Su Yue retreated to the door of the hall, he suddenly heard a scolding with a smile:

"You bastard, why didn't I think of using pine nut candy to coax the Empress Dowager when I was young?"