Chapter 874 Going to Broaden One's Horizons

What?

She must have heard correctly. Princess Anyang was going to such lengths for her former lover.

Song Chunxue felt that Princess Anyang worried about more things than Xie Zheng's mother.

Not knowing how to react, she could only smile helplessly.

"Princess, why are you so insistent that Xie Zheng have a son? Do you not possess some kind of evil magic to make someone else have your and Xie Zheng's child?"

This is really strange. Could it be that the princess wants to be reborn as Xie Zheng's child?

The princess didn't find her words particularly shocking; she simply touched the embroidery on her clothes.

“When his mother was alive, she always said that it would be great if Xie Zheng had a son. Perhaps now that I consider myself his family, I want to see him have both a son and a daughter.” She chuckled softly. “Or perhaps someone once joked that our child would definitely be extraordinary, and gradually I developed an obsession.”

"..." Song Chunxue was greatly puzzled and even doubted whether she was being too stingy.

But she wouldn't even entertain that thought, always feeling that it would be absurd to only think about having a child for Xie Zheng.

Logically speaking, her having children is something that happened in her previous life.

Only a stupid woman would have one child after another.

Although she had thought this way before, even when she didn't have those feelings for Xie Zheng.

Now that she has embarked on the path of spiritual practice, she no longer wants to worry too much about worldly matters.

If Xie Zheng wanted to have a child, he would never have waited until now.

She would get angry if she heard such words again.

"Although I look down on you for thinking that you have a unique understanding of the Dao because of your lowly status and that everyone should make way for you, he loves you, and I am genuinely doing this for your own good."

As she spoke, Princess Anyang took out a prescription and placed it on the table.

"..." In an instant, Song Chunxue imagined countless ways to get her out of the room.

She was quite frightened. After thinking for a long time, she blurted out in an annoyed tone, "Then go have a baby with him. I have no objection and won't stop you."

"you……"

"Mind your own business. Xie Zheng hasn't even asked to have a child with me, so what's the rush?" Song Chunxue crossed her legs. "I'll only consider it if he asks me to. Your comments just make me feel..."

She shook her head. "Tsk, they really treat themselves like tools for procreation. My senior sister once said that if everyone pampered themselves like children, they probably wouldn't have a bad life."

“But you…” Princess Anyang still wanted to persuade her.

"Princess, please stop. I don't like hearing these words," she said, suppressing her temper. "Otherwise, I could have saved up even harsher ones."

Few people spoke to her like that. Princess Anyang took a slight breath, suppressing her anger.

"Sure enough, having someone backing you makes a difference; you speak with more confidence than before. Everyone thought you were just a country bumpkin, but it turns out you're Zhao Jin's junior brother. You're lucky; no wonder Lord Xie treats you differently."

The princess quickly smiled and changed her words.

Ignoring her sarcastic remarks, Song Chunxue glanced calmly at the door and said, "Indeed, I also think I was lucky. I have received your apology, please leave."

"..." The princess's eyes seemed to want to tear her apart.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, Xie Zheng returned.

He was wearing a light blue cross-collar long gown, revealing the white collar underneath. He had just shaved this morning, making him look young and handsome.

Such attire captivated the princess.

He is still the same Lord Xie, but she is no longer the Princess of Anyang.

"Greetings, Princess."

After bowing, Xie Zheng walked to the chair next to Song Chunxue and sat down.

"Princess, why have you come to my humble abode in person? Please forgive me if I have been negligent in any way." As he spoke, he took out a small bag of candy from his pocket and handed it to Song Chunxue. "It was given to me by a relative's child."

Song Chunxue glanced at Princess Anyang, wondering if Xie Zheng was doing it on purpose.

There's nothing wrong with being an admirer; it's heartbreaking to love the wrong person.

But Princess Anyang's behavior was unacceptable to her.

"You all go ahead with your work. I have matters to attend to at home. Farewell." Princess Anyang rose and left, not glancing at Xie Zheng again.

"Take care." Xie Zheng pressed Song Chunxue's hand. "Go practice your sword."

Song Chunxue originally intended to get up and see them off, so as not to make a scene.

“I remember what she said that day. They always use those intangible external things to measure a person’s worth, and they always say things like ‘country bumpkin.’ I don’t like to hear that.”

In an instant, Song Chunxue's slightly guilty heart felt a sense of relief.

"If you knew that she just advised me to have a child for you, and even left a prescription, wouldn't you be even less willing to listen?" She grabbed a piece of paper from nearby and handed it to him. "How thoughtful of her."

Xie Zheng held the prescription, his face looking very unpleasant.

"Let's stop her and return the prescription!" Xie Zheng immediately stood up.

“Hey, wait a minute, there’s no need for that.” Song Chunxue tugged at his sleeve. “She’s a princess, after all. Don’t take it to heart.”

"Guards, return this to the princess!"

...

Two days later, Lord Zhao's carriage arrived at the gate of the Xie residence.

"Junior brother, come up here, let me broaden your horizons." Lord Zhao held a piece of warm jade in his hand, lifted the curtain to look outside, and asked, "Where is Lord Xie?"

Song Chunxue climbed into the carriage and sat next to her senior sister Fangyue.

"He's in the palace because of Prince Xuan's case," she asked softly. "Is it anything serious?"

"Don't worry, he can handle it. We'll be going to the princess's house later, so don't have any objections."

Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Why would you have an opinion?"

"Didn't she mention having a baby for Xie Zheng?" Fangyue grabbed an orange and peeled it. "She's getting old and has developed a habit of pressuring people to have children. I heard that both of her children are afraid of her because of this."

So, it wasn't a secret after all.

Song Chunxue laughed out loud, "She actually did say that."

"Don't worry about it, it's just her own obsession. We'll find out soon enough."

Before long, they arrived at Princess Anyang's house.

The courtyard was deserted, with all sorts of strange things placed in the corners. They were probably feng shui arrangements, but they looked very unsettling.

They were led to a room facing south, which contained a table, incense burner, and candles that burned day and night, but no ancestral tablets were to be seen.

Princess Anyang knelt on the prayer mat, looking extremely haggard.

“You’ve arrived,” she said listlessly, disregarding past grievances, and pointed to the room next door. “This way, please.”

She didn't even have the strength to speak.

Only after the princess's personal maid whispered her story did Song Chunxue realize that the princess was seriously ill and had even lost her mind.

Lord Zhao directly stuck the two talismans on the princess's body.

Do you know that he's trying to kill you?

The princess forced a smile. "Not surprising. I'm almost dead. Please, Lord Zhao, save my life no matter what."

"Not afraid anymore?"

The princess shook her head slightly. "I want to protect myself."

"Okay, then I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lord Zhao suddenly felt dizzy.

"He's getting anxious, he's getting anxious!" Wuyou said with a tone of anticipation, "Master Han is the best person to deal with him."

"Crack!"

"Clang!"

When everyone ran over, they saw Master Han holding a long sword, and the table that Princess Anyang had just bowed to had been chopped in two and lay on the ground.

"come out!"