My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 110 - 91 Inside Story

After much effort encountering an arrogant wastrel, Li Nuo still felt a slight twinge of disappointment at his inability to enter the fray.

In the afternoon, upon returning to the County Magistrate's Office and finishing the remaining cases, he felt better seeing his wife and Mumu at home.

He handed the flower arrangement he had brought from the Jade Sound Pavilion to Song Jiaren and said, "Wife, this is for you."

Song Jiaren reached out to take the vase, only to feel that the few blossoms within it were pleasing to the eye and had an indescribable beauty.

Li Nuo returned to his room to pick out a book and, when he came out with it, he noticed his wife sitting at the stone table, looking rather troubled.

The flowers from the vase were being taken out by her, then put back in again.

Li Nuo approached and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Jiaren pointed at the vase and said, "Just now, Mumu took out one of the flowers, and no matter how I arrange them, they don't seem as pretty as before..."

A look of helplessness appeared on Li Nuo's face.

This vase of flowers, which he had taken from the Jade Sound Pavilion to the County Magistrate's Office and then brought home, was handled with the utmost care along the way, lest it was bumped or the flower stems shifted out of place—it was certainly no ordinary vase of flowers.

To be precise, it was an art of flower arrangement.

Those few blossoms were not haphazardly placed.

Flower arrangement required a certain conception for the selection of materials, the number of flower stems, their heights, angles, and even the choice of the container was meticulous.

Good flower arrangement could please the eye, with a single look bringing aesthetic pleasure.

Do not assume it's just a vase with a few stems; to arrange flowers well not only requires knowledge of the flowers but also a certain aesthetic sense, often cultivated over years of studying painting...

At first glance, the art of flower arrangement seems simple, but compared to the Four Arts of the Scholar—Qin, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting—it is a more difficult skill.

The wife could barely recognize all the characters, let alone comprehend such a complex art.

Seeing her troubled, Li Nuo could only comfort her, "If it can't be arranged back, let it be. Next time I'll bring you another vase."

The women of the Jade Sound Pavilion were all talented and skilled, among them clearly were masters of flower arrangement.

At worst, he could pay to have another arranged for her.

With a bruised and swollen face, Song Yu limped into the courtyard, laughing as he greeted, "Brother-in-law, you're back..."

Song Jiaren glanced at him—the sight of Song Yu returning from brawls with injuries was common, but this time, he seemed more disheveled than usual.

After Song Yu's arrival, she took the vase to her room to give it another try.

How was it that the same flowers from before could not be arranged to look as they originally did?

Song Yu sat across from Li Nuo, fist-palmed his hand in gratitude, and said, "I really owe you one today, brother-in-law."

Li Nuo waved his hand and replied, "How many times have I said it, we're family, there's no need for thanks. As I've told you, as long as you don't get into trouble, there are few in Chang'an who can bully you."

Song Yu was still worried and said, "Li Yuan is nothing to fear, but he works for King Ji, and King Ji is not someone to provoke easily. I'm afraid he might trouble you…"

Though Li Nuo was not familiar with King Ji, he knew Housekeeper Wu well.

If there were any risks involved, he would have warned him already.

He gently patted Song Yu's shoulder and assured, "Don't worry, I'm not someone to be trifled with either..."

In Chang'an, the King Ji Mansion.

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Inside a resplendent palace, the captivating sound of music played unceasingly, as a dancing girl clad in light veils twirled her alluring figure in the center of the grand hall.

A young man with an air of nobility lay lazily upon a soft couch.

Although the dancing girls above were enchanting, he had grown tired of them.

No matter how beautiful or seductive the woman, too much of anything becomes tiresome—a truth he grasped at the age of twelve.

Li Yuan said there was a beauty in Chang'an, proficient in Qin, Chess, Calligraphy, Painting, and especially military strategy.

Though he had been with many women skilled in Qin, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting, he had yet to encounter one versed in military strategy.

Undoubtedly, this woman was carving out her own path, sparking some interest in him.

Tonight, he intended to test her, to see if she truly understood military strategy.

Competing for the Emperor's position against his elder brothers was futile; life was short, so why not indulge in enjoyment.

Rather than becoming an Emperor, he preferred to sample all the world's delicacies, drink the finest wines, and bed the most beautiful women.

It wasn't that he lacked the desire to be Emperor, but that it was unfortunate that Mother had given birth to him so late.

When he was still wetting the bed, his elder brothers were already amassing their followers in the court. Born more than a decade behind them, how could he possibly compete with them?

He understood this logic early on, so he never harbored intentions of vying for the throne.

Glancing down at the dancing girls, he gestured dismissively, "Enough, enough. The same old routines. All of you, leave!"

The dancing girls immediately ceased their performance, knelt to pay their respects, and quickly exited.

As they departed, someone entered the hall, saying respectfully, "Your Highness, Li Yuan requests an audience."

Upon hearing the name Li Yuan, King Ji's interest was somewhat piqued. He sat up slightly and ordered, "Let him in."

Before long, a figure entered the grand hall.

King Ji looked up and couldn't help but be startled, exclaiming, "Who are you!"

The figure, swollen like a pig's head, said with a tearful voice, "Your Highness, it's me, Li Yuan!"

King Ji faintly recognized Li Yuan's voice, shocked, he asked, "How did you end up like this?"

Li Yuan's head was so swollen, even his own father might not recognize him.

Li Yuan lamented, "I intended to bring the woman skilled in military strategy to Your Highness, but someone interfered, not only did I fail in your task, but I was also beaten..."