Chapter 1255 I Give Her Freedom

"All right."

Jiang Wan twitched her lips speechlessly. After all, she was a modern person, so her thinking was still modern.

In fact, in ancient times, having three wives and four concubines was common.

Perhaps in the emperor's heart, giving Fusang this position was already a great favor to her.

"The Queen must be from a noble family and must help the Emperor secure his throne."

Song Jiuyuan and Jiang Wan analyzed, "So no matter how much he loves Fusang, the most he can give her is the position of a noble concubine."

"And you'll become a sitting duck for everyone."

Jiang Wan shook her head. "Entering the palace is not a job for human beings. It's hard to even get a good night's sleep."

"yes."

Song Jiuyuan suddenly felt fortunate that he was just an idle prince, otherwise Wanwan would not look down on him.

Of course, due to responsibility, he seemed unable to do it alone like he is now.

The two chatted outside for a while, and soon Fuso sent the emperor out.

Judging from the emperor's unhappy complexion, it seemed that the two of them were not having a harmonious conversation.

"I respectfully send off the Emperor, His Majesty, and His Majesty the Princess."

Fusang had a wooden face and Jiang Wan thought she was angry until the emperor stormed away and Song Jiuyuan chased after him.

Fusang then took Jiang Wan's hand and said, "Thank you, Princess, I know you are thinking about me.

But I can't implicate you, since he knows I'm in Jiuzhou, he must have spies watching me all the time."

“You.”

Jiang Wan felt extremely distressed, "So what are your plans next? Are you going to go back to the palace with him?"

The emperor came here in person, probably because he wanted to take Fuso back to the palace.

"I have faked my death in the palace, and now I am a free man."

Fusang said this with a trace of loneliness in his eyes, "My life is worthless.

If he kidnaps me by force, I will fight him to the death."

"Don't say such things."

Jiang Wan covered her mouth and said, "Life is so precious. Let's think of other ways."

"Princess, tell Sang Tian not to come looking for me recently."

Fusang was worried about getting Sang Tian into trouble, so she could be fine alone.

But she was afraid that this matter would implicate the prince and princess, and her heart was filled with guilt.

"Okay, I'll tell someone to tell her."

Jiang Wan nodded in agreement, then turned and left. In the carriage, the emperor had a gloomy face, and Song Jiuyuan accompanied him.

"Royal sister, am I not good enough to her?"

The emperor showed his vulnerable side in front of Jiang Wan and no longer called himself "Zhen".

"Your Majesty, there is no right or wrong in matters of the heart."

Jiang Wan was also helpless. Isn't love full of ups and downs?

But the difference in their identities was too great, and it was inherently difficult for them to be equal.

"She wants freedom, so I'll allow her to leave the palace once a month. She wants status, so I'll give her the title of consort."

The emperor rubbed his brows in pain, "Even her past as a member of Xingyue Tower was covered up by me.

Many people in the previous dynasty disagreed with this, how could I dare to make her the queen? "

As an emperor, he has indeed done a lot.

It was something an ordinary husband could do, but it cost him a lot to do it.

"Your Majesty, please take it easy for a moment."

Jiang Wan didn’t know what to say, probably because she was a woman and couldn’t empathize with him.

Instead, Song Jiuyuan sympathetically handed the emperor a pot of fruit wine.

"Have a drink."

"well!"

The emperor took a sip of wine and leaned against the wall of the carriage. "Sister, do you think she will hate me if I force her to go back to the palace this time?"

He asked very seriously, probably trying to test Jiang Wan's attitude.

Because he knew that Jiang Wan had a good relationship with Fusang, and might reveal some of his ideas to her.

Jiang Wan thought about it, and risked being annoyed by him, and said:

"Yes, it might even push her further away. If you take her away by force, it will only backfire."

She was already aware of Fuso's attitude, so she conveyed it to him in a tactful way.

"I see."

The emperor gently closed his eyes, his eyes full of pain, "Royal sister, I want to drink the porridge you made."

Although the identities of both parties have changed, he also became wary of Song Jiuyuan.

But only in front of Jiang Wan can he be as vulnerable as a child.

He really treated Jiang Wan as his sister.

"Okay, I'll do it for you."

Jiang Wan finally softened her heart and recalled the scene when she first met the emperor.

He was just a child at that time, but now he has grown into an emperor who can stand on his own.

Back at the palace, Song Jiuyuan arranged accommodation for the emperor, while Jiang Wan went to the small kitchen.

According to her request, Jiang Wan made porridge and side dishes, using only the best ingredients.

Many of them were taken from space.

Seafood abalone porridge was served with cold cucumber salad, and Jiang Wan also made a few of her signature side dishes.

When the dishes were served, Song Jiuyuan had already accompanied the emperor to drink a small pot of fruit wine.

"Don't drink anymore. Drinking too much is bad for your health. Have some porridge instead."

Jiang Wan walked over and sat down, and Chuntao served and arranged the porridge that Jiang Wan had prepared.

Song Jiuyuan and the emperor then came over and sat down together.

"Try it."

There was tenderness in Jiang Wan's eyes and brows, which made the emperor feel dazed, as if he had returned to the scene when Jiang Wan brought him food.

At that time, he was still a poor prince. If he had not met the couple, he might have been executed by his brothers long ago.

The emperor thought so and took a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth. It was as warm as ever.

The warmth of home.

He almost cried.

“It’s delicious.”

It has been a while since Song Jiuyuan last ate anything made by Jiang Wan.

He moved the chopsticks in his hand quickly, as if he was trying to grab something.

Seeing this, the emperor started fighting with Song Jiuyuan for it. Their childish behavior made Jiang Wan laugh and cry.

But she didn't say anything, just watched them eat silently.

She had already eaten something when she came here just now, so she was not very hungry.

The porridge cooked in the casserole was quickly snatched up by Song Jiuyuan and the emperor.

After the midnight snack, the emperor's mood improved a little and he no longer cared about the depression brought by Fuso.

"It's still more comfortable to be with the royal sister."

"But you can't be too greedy for this kind of comfort."

Jiang Wan said somewhat disappointedly: "Your status is different now. The people of Dafeng are counting on you to live a good life."

"I know, sister."

The emperor sighed, "This time I came here mainly for official business, as for Fuso.

I just figured it out. Maybe she also misses the free days outside.

Then I will give her freedom. If she wants to go back to the palace, she can go back with me. If she doesn’t want to go back, she can just play outside.

But she will always be my concubine. When she is tired of playing, I will wait for her in the palace."

He looked out of the wall with a long gaze, "I hope she can see the human relationships and scenes that I can't see."

It can also be considered an alternative way to understand the people's sentiments.

He couldn't hand over Fuso to someone else.

"Fuso must be very happy that you think so."

Jiang Wan didn't expect that he could figure it out, and she was quite happy for Fuso.

After traveling all the way, Song Jiuyuan did not delay the emperor's rest and quickly took Jiang Wan back to his own courtyard.

But early the next morning, everyone in the palace knew that the emperor had arrived and was hesitating whether to go and pay him a visit.

The emperor sat at their breakfast table like a family member and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Isn't dinner ready yet?"