Demoted from wife to concubine? Reborn, the mistress of a noble family plots another high-status mar

Chapter 1182

"Father, we behaved very well today, shouldn't we be rewarded?"

"We'll be rewarded with a day off from the palace."

Murong Yu had no choice but to agree, as his daughter was pestering him.

"Alright, Father will take you all horseback riding."

Yunxi and Yue went together.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, on the horse track, horses neighed.

Murong Yu sat astride his horse, his posture upright and his gaze deep yet gentle, turning his head to look at Yun Xiyue beside him. Yun Xiyue wore a magnificent blue dress, her exquisite headdress further highlighting her radiant beauty, her long hair fluttering in the wind.

"Changle, slow down."

Upon arriving at the horse farm, Chang Le, like a wild horse let loose, started running on her little pony.

"Mother, don't worry. Your son will look after my sister."

Yun Xiyue said, "Okay, then you can take it slow."

Of the four sons, the eldest prince was tall and straight, riding his horse with composure and displaying a heroic spirit.

The second prince followed closely behind, while the third prince, also in a playful mood, would occasionally wave his whip, seemingly trying to compete with his brothers; the fourth prince, on the other hand, was a little further away, his eyes always following Chang Le, as if afraid she would fall.

"Chang Le, slow down."

Chang Le rode her little pony, happily weaving among her brothers, her silvery laughter echoing through the horse farm, "Brothers, come and chase me!"

Madam Yun, Yunnan Sheng, Yun Xiaohan and his wife, and Ghost Hand also arrived.

We prepared barbecue and hot pot.

They planned to hold a family gathering in the carriage.

At the horse farm, after the fun of riding horses ended, everyone gathered around the horse-drawn carriages where barbecue and hot pot were prepared.

"It smells so good!" Chang Le and the others were hungry and really liked this novel thing.

They come over immediately when they smell the aroma.

Madam Yun skillfully placed the tender meat skewers on the grill. The oil dripped down, sizzling instantly, and the aroma filled the air.

"It'll be ready soon. Go wash your hands and sit down to eat slowly."

Yunnan Sheng and Yun Xiaohan, a married couple, helped set out the bowls and chopsticks.

"Little Chang Le, come here. Grandpa grilled some shrimp for you."

Chang Le immediately came over happily, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Ghost Hand was intently preparing the hot pot broth, and a rich aroma gradually filled the air.

"Ah Yue, you should try some too." Murong Yu found it interesting and grilled a skewer of meat for Yun Xiyue.

We spent the whole day playing like that.

It was already evening when I got back.

Murong Yu still had to go to the Imperial Study to handle some memorials. Some news came from Beiliang City that Sikong Xuanche seemed to have been found, but it was Gu Jinchen who found him.

The man was imprisoned by Cui Yonghe in the Gu family imperial mausoleum.

The imperial mausoleum was transformed into a palace.

There are at most women inside.

Every day is spent either giving birth or being kicked out of school; it's terrifying.

When Gu Jinchen saw that his ancestor's coffin had been dug up and the remains inside were gone, he was so angry that he wanted to grind Cui Yonghe's bones to dust.

Sikong Xuanche and Gu Jinchen had, after all, worked together before.

Out of some consideration, seeing him tortured half to death, they decided not to kill him.

They arranged a place for him to stay.

People can no longer live; they are skin and bones, neither human nor ghost.

Even if an emperor dies, dying on the battlefield is better than dying in his grave and being bled dry.

Cui Yonghe is dead.

But Cui Yan is alive.

Gu Jinchen wanted to find him and settle accounts with him.

They wrote to Murong Yu, hoping to hand over Cui Yan, and offered to pay money and provide assistance in exchange.

“If it were before, I might have considered it. But now Cui Yan is also useful to me.”

Cui Yan is writing books related to Feng Shui.

Murong Yu thought that no matter whether he could use it in the future, keeping it would still be useful.

That's why he didn't kill him.

"How does Your Majesty intend to respond to him?" Pei Shang asked.

"I won't reply." Murong Yu was too lazy to pay attention to Gu Jinchen. In the end, wasn't it him who condoned Cui Yonghe's actions?

He deliberately sent Cui Yonghe to Daxia in order to get rid of him.