The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife-Chapter 2283 - 2285

"That’s natural!" Dongyang chimed in, "Someone who accuses others of being rude, how polite can they be themselves?"

"Hmph," First Madam Luo said unhappily, "Which noble lady runs outside every day? And stays out for such a long time, without the demeanor of a First Madam at all. I have no idea what she’s doing outside, and only because Brother An’s mother is gone can you be so carefree. Otherwise, which daughter-in-law wouldn’t be serving by their mother-in-law’s side?"

Yang Chuxia was momentarily stunned, wondering if First Madam Luo’s mind was even more off than before.

Who gave her the qualification to lecture her?

"You’re curious about what I do outside?" Yang Chuxia’s eyes shifted from First Madam Luo to Luo Linfei with a half-smile.

Upon hearing this, First Madam Luo’s face turned pale, startled she lowered her head, cursing herself for not being able to control her mouth. Seeing this little brat made her want to scold, forgetting about Linfei’s issues.

Luo Linfei was equally tense, clutching her hands tightly, the handkerchief in her grip almost torn apart. Looking at Yang Chuxia, her eyes held a faint plea.

Around the table were not just those few, but also Madam Tong and others, who upon hearing the words, displayed expressions of eagerness to watch the drama unfold.

Yet, Yang Chuxia seemed to have changed this time, glaring at First Madam Luo once but saying nothing further, disappointing those eager for a spectacle.

"The Emperor arrives, the Empress arrives..."

"Long live the Emperor... Long live the Empress..." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Just when some wanted to stir up more, the Emperor arrived with a group of concubines, princes, and princesses.

"Rise, everyone!"

Once everyone was seated, Baili Yan briefly spoke of the war and the signed alliance with the court ministers. Neither the court nor the citizens wished for war; hearing of the alliance meant no battles for at least five to ten years, which reassured them greatly.

After some formal talk, the royal banquet commenced.

Yang Chuxia wished the palace banquet could be held fewer times a year, as they were costly and effortful, not to mention always brewing some trouble.

Just now, after the third round of drinks, a minister stood up.

"The Emperor has returned victorious and signed an alliance with Great Qi, securing peace for Great Zhou for years—a tremendous cause for celebration. I toast to the Emperor!"

Baili Yan smirked and raised his drink, downing it in one go.

It was unclear if the minister had drunk too much, but he went on to suggest that the Emperor establish a Crown Prince!

Baili Yan is still young, barely in his thirties, suggesting he establish a Crown Prince is like cursing him to die soon.

"Your Majesty, I am considering the realm of Great Zhou. This time, when Great Zhou and Great Qi confronted each other, the Emperor personally led the army to boost morale and invigorate Great Zhou, benefiting the populace greatly. Yet, the battlefield changes overnight. If anything happens, Great Zhou will be without a leader, plunging into chaos."

"No one can predict the future; who knows if Great Qi might someday tear up the treaty? Who can tell if the northern nomadic ethnic groups might grow ambitious and invade southward? If similar incidents occur, how can the Emperor personally lead the army again? Therefore, to prevent unexpected scenarios and ensure the stability of Great Zhou’s state, I request the Emperor to establish a Crown Prince early and cultivate an outstanding heir soon."

At that moment, Yang Chuxia particularly admired this minister; he truly dared to speak.

To hypothetically plan for the Emperor’s death in front of him, urging him to establish a Crown Prince.