Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 873 - 862: The Cowardly Emperor

"Cousin, there’s a secret chamber in the Imperial Palace. I’ve tried to open it, but no matter what I do, it just won’t open. I’ve also gone through the ancient records. The Royal Family’s ancestors were certainly not ordinary people. Perhaps only you cultivators can unlock it. What if there’s something inside that can enhance your cultivation?" Yao Qinxue softened her voice, gently persuading.

Zhang Yuwen was indeed a bit tempted. The main reason was that the State Preceptor’s abilities were unfathomable, and he didn’t want to sacrifice himself in vain. Besides, making an extra trip wouldn’t cost him anything.

He gave Yao Qinxue a deep look: "You better not deceive me."

"How could I?" Yao Qinxue looked at him with adoring eyes, her tone humble, "Cousin, you’re not just my family, but also the one who saved my life. How could I deceive you?"

"After the blessing ceremony and my return to the palace, I will come to see you, cousin. For now, I must take my leave." Zhang Yuwen nodded at her, his attitude distant.

"Safe travels, cousin." Yao Qinxue felt a bit sad about his attitude, but she thought it was normal. After all, she was now a concubine in the harem, and it was only proper for her cousin to keep his distance, which precisely proved his gentlemanly conduct, didn’t it?

"Elder brother, Master is asking you and Imperial Sister-in-law to visit." Early the next morning, the Third Prince Ye Tai barged into Ye Qiu’s room without announcing himself or paying respects, his demeanor exceedingly arrogant.

Ye Qiu was already used to it, ignoring him as he went about his tasks. After washing up, he softly spoke as Ye Tai grew increasingly impatient: "I understand, did the State Preceptor mention what it is about?"

"You’ll know once you get there, elder brother." Ye Tai’s tone was impatient, his brow deeply furrowed, "Elder brother, let me advise you as a younger brother, listen to what Master says, and don’t harbor any disrespectful thoughts."

Ye Qiu coldly glanced at him and said, "As your elder brother, let me remind you, your surname is Ye, not Gao."

Ye Tai’s face darkened, "Is elder brother jealous of me? It’s a pity you lack the talent. Even if you’re jealous, it’s of no use."

Ye Qiu looked at him as if he were a fool, unsure how he interpreted jealousy from his words, and decided not to argue further. Talking too much was no good and might even arouse suspicion.

But Ye Tai did not want to leave it at that. Although merely the Third Prince, he had a talent for cultivation and had taken the National Master as his teacher. Being a disciple of the National Master was far more prestigious than being an emperor. Even if he were an elder brother, he shouldn’t speak to him like that.

"Elder brother, just listen to my Master obediently, or don’t blame your younger brother for not helping you when Master gets angry." He looked at Ye Qiu condescendingly, snorted, and then left.

The Palace Attendants around were as silent as cicadas in winter, only relaxing a bit after Ye Tai left. In their eyes, it was clear that Ye Qiu as the Emperor held no significance.

People are shortsighted; Ye Qiu did not bother with ordinary attendants. Should he one day overthrow the State Preceptor, they would naturally respect him.

Ye Qiu and Kong Suxin reached the State Preceptor’s courtyard in silence, sitting silently for a long time before being invited in by a child.

Gao Zhuo was sitting in a meditation posture, giving them a cursory glance, "Your Majesty and Lady, please sit."

"What is the reason for your special invitation, Lord National Master?" Ye Qiu lightly coughed and spoke weakly.

Kong Suxin appeared quite uncomfortable, tense, and furrowed her brow slightly at the sound of Ye Qiu’s cough.

"It’s nothing special, just that Your Majesty and Lady have been married for so long without any news. I thought it necessary to check Your Majesty and Lady’s pulse." Gao Zhuo’s eyes were sharp, noticing Kong Suxin’s awkwardness and Ye Qiu’s pale weakness, his impatience growing.

His injury had not improved; ordinary virgins no longer had much use. When would the Royal Family produce a new-born?

Pity that Ye Song and Ye Tai were useless; despite years of cultivation, there was no progress. If he had known their cultivation speed would be so slow, he wouldn’t have absorbed Ye Qiu then but waited for him to mature before using him.

There was still hope, though. Ye Qiu was once an Innate Spiritual Body; maybe his descendants would inherit that. If there were two more like him, his cultivation could advance further.

Thinking of this, his heart couldn’t help but soar. This was the Ye Family, renowned in the Cultivation World as Medicine God Ye Family, now losing its heritage and serving as his living pharmacy. He wondered if their ancestors would turn in their graves.

For so many years, even turning over the Royal graveyards revealed no Ye Family treasure—rumored Immortal Elixirs capable of instant Ascension and immortality!

"Does Lady have something to say?" He looked at Kong Suxin lightly, seeing her startle.

"I..." Kong Suxin looked at Ye Qiu with difficulty, unsure of what to say.

"No need for pulse checking, Lord National Master. There hasn’t been any news because I haven’t consummated my marriage with the Empress." Ye Qiu stated expressionlessly.

Kong Suxin looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to state so plainly—aren’t men supposed to keep such things unspeakable?

"What did you say?" Gao Zhuo coldly looked over, oppressive force making Ye Qiu cough violently.

"I said I haven’t consummated my marriage with the Empress, nor with any concubines." Facing the National Master’s pressure, Ye Qiu’s complexion paled, breathing became difficult, yet his words remained indifferent.

"Why?" Gao Zhuo asked, staring fixedly at him.

"No special reason; my health isn’t good. I might leave anytime, and I don’t want to ruin their lives, so they can have a new life in the future." Ye Qiu coughed heavily.

Kong Suxin stared at him in a daze, moved by a man she never thought highly of.

"You are the Emperor. Your duty is to continue the Royal bloodline." Gao Zhuo spoke with rising irritation.

"I’m not the only male in the Royal Family—my second and third brothers’ children are also Royal blood." Ye Qiu replied assuredly.

"Impertinent!" Gao Zhuo couldn’t resist, attacking Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu crashed against the wall, then slumped to the ground, blood trickling from his mouth.

"Your Majesty!" Kong Suxin was startled, rushing over to help him, but Ye Qiu refused.

Ye Qiu leaned against the wall with difficulty, eyes vacant: "Just because I refuse to have children, the National Master wishes me dead. I didn’t know Master cared so much about our Ye Family affairs."

"If you didn’t want children, why marry?" Gao Zhuo pressed.

Ye Qiu pulled a corner of his lip, "Was this not arranged by you, Lord National Master?"