Jealousy Overflows
"Hmm?" Xiao Zetian raised an eyebrow. What new mischief was Prince Ling up to this time?
"Master, Prince Ling sent someone yesterday... to get a membership card for the Qingya Vegetarian Bistro..." Xiao Yun said cautiously, lowering his head.
"What???" Xiao Zetian's face instantly darkened. That Ling Prince, after already finding his "corpse," still hadn’t hurried back to the capital to marry Princess Mingyu, and now he wanted to come eat the food his wife made!?
Xiao Yun wiped the cold sweat off his forehead as he looked at Xiao Zetian's darkening face, unable to help himself.
Hmm... Prince Ling has always had a fondness for good food. Maybe he’s just curious about the vegetarian dishes and wants to try something new? Xiao Zetian thought, feeling a little less awkward inside.
Xiao Yun's teeth trembled slightly; he really didn’t want to say what came next, but he had no choice but to tell Xiao Zetian.
So Xiao Yun subtly took a half step back and continued, "...Prince Ling also sent people to investigate Madam's background..."
"What!?" Xiao Zetian’s face turned completely black now. What was Prince Ling trying to do?
"Master, we’ve already set everything up. We created a full set of fake documents—some real, some fake—for Prince Ling’s people to investigate. He won’t find anything unusual, and your whereabouts won’t be exposed," Xiao Yun thought bitterly, cursing Prince Ling a hundred times in his heart. Why couldn’t he just go back quietly? What’s with all these antics!?
Xiao Zetian took a deep breath. He had absolute trust in his subordinates’ abilities. Even if Prince Ling tried to investigate Su Li, they had ways to subtly mislead him, ensuring he wouldn’t find a single clue related to Xiao Zetian.
But... Prince Ling was perfectly fine, yet he was investigating his beloved wife’s background, which made Xiao Zetian very unhappy.
Xiao Zetian’s displeasure made Xiao Yun even more uncomfortable, so he quickly slipped away to handle other matters.
Xiao Zetian turned his dark face and walked into the room.
Inside, Su Li was eating breakfast. Seeing Xiao Zetian enter, she smiled and called out to him, "Yuanbao, come eat something with me. I’m about to leave soon; I’m afraid we won’t be able to have lunch or dinner together today."
Xiao Zetian looked at Su Li’s upturned face. Her bright eyes were lively and her features delicate, like a fairy who had descended to the mortal world.
Such a unique and perfect woman—if Prince Ling saw her, would he also be tempted?
As a man himself, Xiao Zetian knew the kind of charm a rare woman like Su Li held in a man’s eyes.
Ordinary men would only see Su Li as too capable and strong-willed. Unable to match her, they’d feel inferior and comfort themselves by labeling her a "shrew, hag, or tigress," never daring to marry such a capable woman for fear of being "dominated" and becoming a "henpecked husband" after marriage.
But Xiao Zetian, the most outstanding man in the Great Jin dynasty, deeply understood that the stronger and more powerful a man was, the more he could appreciate Su Li’s elegance and grace.
An excellent man won’t fear a woman’s excellence because he stands tall himself; he only admires a woman who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
And someone like Prince Ling, who holds himself in such high esteem and has seen many conventional, delicate noble ladies, would find a rare woman like Su Li irresistibly attractive—almost fatally so.
The clearer Xiao Zetian became of this fact, the more restless and uneasy he felt.
His treasured little wife was probably already on Prince Ling’s radar, yet Xiao Zetian couldn’t openly declare to the world that Su Li was his wife, his woman.
Thinking of this, the war god general Xiao Zetian, who held power over the court and the country, overturned an old jar of jealousy and instantly became unhappy.