My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1460 - 539: The Skilled Archer_3

Chapter 1460: Chapter 539: The Skilled Archer_3

Owen Bertram still bowed and saluted respectfully, then laughed, "Your Majesty came at an unlucky time. I just finished eating." The Emperor regretfully sniffed, "Never mind, I know your status in the family. It’s probably useless to ask your sister to make another pot."

Owen Bertram could only say, "Your Majesty is wise and saw through my dilemma at a glance."

"Hahaha!" The Emperor laughed loudly, waved his hand to dismiss Andrew Oamond and the others, leaving only Owen Bertram in the room, "Let me ask you, what happened at the city gate?"

In order to maintain his friendship with Owen Bertram, the Emperor came to inquire without investigating, and he would believe whatever Owen Bertram said.

Owen Bertram calmly said, "Didn’t Your Majesty already know?"

The Emperor replied, "Imperial Noble Consort came crying, making a scene and threatening suicide. The revered Lord of the Imperial City Department narrated the incident, and my grandmother told me to investigate and not to be biased. But I’m too lazy to deal with all that, so I’ll just ask you, wasn’t it because I’ve been favoring the Wright Clan lately, which made them too arrogant?"

Owen Bertram didn’t hesitate and said bluntly, "Yes."

Owen Bertram then explained the incident in detail. Upon hearing it again, the story was no longer about a little maid around Owen Bertram’s sister daring to beat up the Emperor’s cousin.

Lily was Glenn Mitchell’s biological sister, and Glenn Mitchell was the Sixth Great Realm. Lily’s aptitude was outstanding! And it was just a matter between young boys and girls. Roger Wright was the one who started the fight and initiated the sneak attack, Lily just stood up for Peter Liam.

The Emperor touched his triple chin and chuckled sinisterly, "You’re saying Peter Liam and Lily..." He made a gesture of pairing up, "Should I bestow their marriage and break through this layer of paper window?"

Owen Bertram couldn’t help but smile bitterly, "You are the Emperor, do you really need to meddle in such matters?"

"What’s wrong with being an Emperor? If I bestow their marriage, this will become a good story in the folk tales! I could even gain a reputation as a wise and benevolent ruler — how do you say it in your words, that’s right, I’ll win a big one this time!"

Owen Bertram shook his head, "We shouldn’t meddle. Let the younger generation handle their own affairs."

"Fine." The Emperor seemed disappointed, "I’ll leave now and discipline those scoundrels from the Imperial City Department. They dared to deceive me! Do I look like a muddle-headed ruler? How annoying!"

"Farewell, Your Majesty."

"Farewell? I didn’t even get a meal when I came here."

Owen Bertram: "..."

On the way back to the palace, the Emperor was pondering on the matter, and he intuitively believed that Owen Bertram’s words were more credible. Owen Bertram didn’t go to the palace to see him right away, "This fellow, he must be resentful at me for favoring the relatives."

"Reorganize the Imperial City Department!"

"Punish the Imperial Noble Consort to copy the ’Instructions for Women’ three hundred times, and let Roger Wright reflect behind closed doors. He is not allowed to cause trouble until the Dragon and Snake List is over."

"Also, um... try to think of a way to get Lily at least in the top three."

The revered Lord of the Imperial City Department never thought that his decades of cultivation of observing words and expressions would fail him this time. The Emperor’s decree punished him for deceiving the Emperor, resulting in his immediate execution and his family’s exile!

...

At dinner time, the Emperor came again!

This fellow brought his own bowl! A pure gold bowl big enough to fit Shelia’s head! As soon as he entered, he smelled the aroma, "Hahaha, I came at the perfect time. Hurry up, fill a bowl for me."

Lily, Shelia, and Xenia, with tears in their eyes, were left wondering whose portion the Emperor had taken. The young lady only made one pot, and the portions for her and Owen Bertram couldn’t be reduced.

The Emperor had a great appetite and slurped down the food. After finishing, he looked at the empty pot and licked his lips regretfully, "Oh well, I am trying to lose weight recently."

Owen Bertram disrespectfully glanced at the Emperor’s figure. The Emperor generously didn’t hold it against him. When Owen Bertram finished eating, the Emperor quietly pulled him aside, "Let me ask you something. Cultivators should have a way to help me have more children, what’s that called, oh right, the bedchamber skill!"

Owen Bertram dodged a meter away in fright, "Your Majesty, please don’t harm me! People already scold me as a power-wielding official every day. If I contribute the bedchamber skill to you, those loyal officials will curse my ancestors, even Master Dunn will tremble and knock me in the head with his walking stick!"

The Emperor smacked his lips, "You really won’t give it?"

"I really don’t have it!"

"Sigh, never mind then." The Emperor was disappointed, and Owen Bertram asked tentatively, "Did the Imperial Noble Consort cause a scene with you?"

"How could she not?" The Emperor cried, "She brought the prince with her. Relying on the fact that I didn’t dare hurt my son, she made quite a scene! This time she really used every trick in the book, crying, making a fuss, and even threatening suicide..."

When the Emperor punished her to copy the "Instructions for Women," she came after him. The Emperor only had this one son, and the Imperial Noble Consort was indeed fearless with her son. It seemed that small-minded people could only have such narrow-minded views.

The Emperor was really angered and worried about hurting the prince. He had an unhappy childhood himself, so he couldn’t let his only son grow up without a mother, right? But if they continued like this, once he passed away, the Imperial Noble Consort would become the Empress, and how could the Wright Clan not reach the heavens?

So the Emperor was forced to come up with this crooked idea, but he brought a big bowl, somewhat planning to snatch some food.

The Emperor didn’t get the bedchamber skill to have children from Owen Bertram, but he wasn’t in a hurry. As an Emperor, he could obtain whatever he wanted. He just trusted Owen Bertram more, and he needed to test the skills offered by others several times before trying them himself. In fact, he didn’t trust the official records collected by the royal family. There had been many "accidents" in the royal family regarding offspring throughout history, so it’s hard to say whether the records collected by the royal family themselves were problem-free.