Ming Dynasty: Empress Ma and I swapped clothes!

Chapter 101 Peach Wood Sword, Black Dog Blood

Ma Wenxiang also listened attentively to the afternoon classes at the Imperial College.

At the end of the day, he felt he had gained a lot.

Now we've arrived in Kyoto.

He no longer needed to worry about his status with the Empress, and everything went smoothly and perfectly.

……

In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed again.

Ma Wenxiang's life at the Imperial Academy gradually settled into a routine, while inside the palace, a silent drama was quietly brewing.

Inside the princes' quarters on the far east side of the palace, a series of noisy arguments were slowly rising. It was a case of each saying they had their own reasons, and neither could convince the other.

Yet it seems that everyone's words have some merit.

"My mother is definitely not a fake, nor was she replaced by someone else. She is most likely possessed by an evil spirit."

Zhu Shuang stood tall and proud, his small eyes seemingly radiating great wisdom.

With a flick of his right hand, he pulled out a package, his face beaming with pride: "Look what this is! A peach wood sword, black dog blood. Not only that, but there are other treasures for exorcising demons and monsters. I learned all of these from those novels and storybooks; they're sure to be useful."

"If we can make that demon reveal itself and then rescue the real mother, we'll all have done a great service."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhu Shuang had already begun to fantasize that he would be his mother's most beloved child in the future.

"Eldest brother, third brother, and fourth brother, I'm sorry, but Mother's favor is only given to one person. Please forgive me, as the second brother, for taking the initiative and monopolizing it."

Just as Zhu Shuang's hopes and fantasies were about to reach their peak, Zhu Di's icy voice ruthlessly shattered his dream: "Absolutely impossible. It's definitely an imposter. You've heard of the 'Prince Replaced by a Civet Cat' story?"

"No, it should be 'The Cat Replaces the Queen Mother.' Since ancient times, the Master said, 'Do not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.' Eight or nine out of ten of these tales of gods and ghosts are just superstition; how could they be true?"

"How is that impossible?"

This time, Zhu Shuang really went head-to-head with his fourth brother, retorting loudly, "Eight or nine out of ten times it's just a charade, so what about the remaining one or two out of ten? Couldn't that be true? Don't you want to help Mother?"

Zhu Shuang, his eyes red, questioned loudly.

In the end, Zhu Gang stepped in to resolve the situation, suggesting, "If Second Brother's method doesn't work, we can try Fourth Brother's method."

After reaching this compromise, the seemingly endless argument finally came to a less-than-perfect, but at least temporarily, conclusion.

……

"Alright! Now we're both concubines, and we haven't even gotten the title of principal wife."

Su Qing'er pouted her pink lips, her tone full of grievance.

No one can say for sure whether she's heartbroken over the lack of recognition or just throwing a tantrum.

Sun Miaoran, standing to the side, was much more composed, chuckling softly, "That Ma family girl is just a title. Although she will be the head of the Ma family in the future, she will ultimately be under the supervision of the Empress."

"With Brother Wenxiang protecting us, what grievances could we possibly suffer?"

Sun Miaoran's words hit the nail on the head regarding Su Qing'er's thoughts.

Su Qing'er blushed and couldn't help but glance at the figure on the phoenix bed.

Let's calculate the time and count on our fingers.

Today is the time to change bodies again.

Thinking of this, Su Qing'er's cheeks suddenly flushed slightly, as if she had thought of something embarrassing. She muttered softly, "If I were to switch bodies with Her Majesty someday, wouldn't the person we marry become Her Majesty?"

Sun Miaoran had already come up with a solution to this matter: "Just set the date for the body swap, how could anything go wrong? At most, it will just mean spending a few more days with the Empress. Are you afraid of spending time with the Empress?"

Could it be that our little Qing'er, after marrying into the Ma family, will still act like a spoiled young lady?

"No way. Even if someone's throwing a tantrum, it'll be you starting it."

Su Qing'er, in a high-pitched voice, said in a deliberately coquettish tone, "I am a proper young lady who is expected to be a good wife and mother and to be well-educated and sensible."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with merciless ridicule from Sun Miaoran.

In a short time.

The two of them were playing and fooling around in the Kunning Palace, and no one bothered them.

Ma Wenxiang woke up at some point and looked at the charming and playful scene in front of him. He felt very pleased and thought to himself: If I could see such a charming girl every day when I woke up, I would die at her feet.

It was worth it.

The saying "To die beneath the peony is to die a romantic death" perfectly describes this kind of scene.

"If you keep looking, I'll gouge your eyes out."

Su Qing'er noticed Ma Wenxiang's burning gaze, and with her two little tiger teeth showing, she said fiercely.

Ma Wenxiang smiled slightly after hearing this, his tone tinged with mockery: "Trying to murder your husband so soon? You dare try?"

Seeing Ma Wenxiang's face suddenly darken, Su Qing'er's heart skipped a beat.

But her status as a lady-in-waiting made her subconsciously want to rush forward rather than retreat, forgetting that the person in front of her at this moment was not only her future husband but also a former empress. How could she use such a confrontational approach?

This is a terrible and extremely foolish strategy.

Sun Miaoran, who was standing to the side, had no idea what she was thinking. Instead of helping, she stood there watching, as if she were enjoying a good show.

It's unclear whether she was happy to see Su Qing'er make a move, or if she wanted to take this opportunity to test Ma Wenxiang's bottom line.

When it comes to getting along with people, the most important thing is not to see how well they behave when they are doing well, but to see how they behave when they are on the line. Only then can you know whether this person is trustworthy.

After a brief exchange of glances, Ma Wenxiang gave his answer in the blink of an eye.

His face hardened into a fierce expression, and he said menacingly, "Of course, you'll get a good spanking then. My family discipline is anything but mild."

Ma Wenxiang is not just a man who talks the talk; he acts on his words and immediately takes action.

Immediately afterward, to Su Qing'er's astonishment, the sound of slaps echoed loudly in Kunning Palace.

After a long while, Su Qing'er, her face flushed with shame, gritted her teeth, wishing she could bite Ma Wenxiang to death. Extremely angry and ashamed, she shouted, "You bad man! You bad man! One day I'll bite you to death!"

This was the only way he could vent his shame and anger.

Ma Wenxiang didn't care at all. He took a breath, turned to look at Sun Miaoran beside him, and said with a hint of teasing, "What, Sister Miaoran, do you want to give it a try too?"

Upon hearing Ma Wenxiang's words, Sun Miaoran smiled awkwardly, but quickly regained her composure.

What she just witnessed really made her lose her composure.

"Your Majesty is joking."

After saying this, Sun Miaoran quickly turned and left, her pace noticeably faster than usual.

She simply couldn't handle Ma Wenxiang's shameless methods.