Chapter 103: You're the One
The Wang family's marriage certificate was signed smoothly.
Not only did they lose the princess, but they also picked up a second daughter and became a real relative of the Song family. It was a big win no matter how you looked at it.
The officials left Wang's house and went directly to the Princess's Mansion.
The marriage certificate was handed to the eldest princess.
Zhao Yuanrong took it in his hand and was shocked. "A Ling is still too good-natured. If it were me, I would just beat that Wang Yan to death and let them plot against him."
The person is dead, let's see how they arrange the marriage.
"You killed Wang Yan, and there's also Li Yan," Pei Jingming said, standing beside the princess. "The one in Hanyuan Palace is the real culprit."
Wasn't it all caused by the Grand Historian saying that Qu Ling had defeated Queen Song?
"Has the new Grand Historian been selected?" asked the eldest princess.
Pei Jingming immediately stood up straight and said respectfully, "We already have a suitable candidate."
"Very good," the princess smiled, "I want to go to the palace."
She took the marriage certificate from Zhao Yuanrong.
"I'll go with my mother."
"I'll go with my mother."
Zhao Yuanrong and Pei Jingming said in unison.
The eldest princess looked at the two children and smiled, "Are you still worried that something might happen to me in the palace?"
"Over the years, so many assassins have come to the princess's mansion. The Song family is still determined to do evil. Mother, you'd better be cautious." Pei Jingming was filled with hatred.
One day, he would personally chop off Song Guang's head and give it to the eldest princess.
"Mother, don't go into the palace alone," Zhao Yuanrong pursed her lips, "especially to Hanyuan Palace."
Who knows what is hidden in Hanyuan Hall.
The emperor uncle was very generous, and the Song family almost treated the palace as their own home.
"When will General Hou be able to return?" Zhao Yuanrong asked. "The Imperial Guards are leaderless, and the morale among them is low. My uncle is almost losing control."
It's been three whole years.
The rebellion of the northern nomadic peoples was not big at the beginning, but the Queen Mother Song was alive and she let Hou Xu, the commander of the imperial guards and General Longwu, lead the troops to suppress it.
I thought I would be able to return in more than a month.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Hou Xu was about to return to the capital, the northern border was constantly harassed.
The Empress Dowager Song ordered him to garrison the northern border.
The imperial guards of the capital were led by generals from different guards.
Hou Xu submitted several petitions requesting to return to the capital, but was rejected by Empress Dowager Song every time.
After her death, the first thing the princess wanted to do was to summon Hou Xu back to the capital, but there were many difficulties as there were too many people who did not want him to come back.
"Zhao Xuanyi has been coming to the camp frequently in recent years, and he has secretly gained control over many of the Twelve Guards."
Everyone thought that she was deliberately chasing after the prince in order to seize Song Yuzhen's position as the Crown Princess.
If you don't follow the prince, how can you know his movements?
Didn’t Zhao Xuanyi say that he liked her?
He couldn't stop her from following him.
Pei Jingming's eyes turned cold. "Mother has already ordered her subordinates to petition several times to have Hou Xu returned. Song Guang can't stop him. After the autumn hunt, he will return to the court."
Zhao Yuanrong breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes looking somewhat distant. "Now that he's back, I can feel more at ease."
Someone could help her share the burden.
She keeps her eyes open even when she doesn't need to sleep.
Mother doesn't have to worry all the time when she enters the palace.
"Yuan Rong and he can be considered fellow disciples." said the eldest princess.
Zhao Yuanrong smiled and said nothing.
She accompanied the eldest princess into the palace and went directly to Hanyuan Hall.
Queen Song was lying on the couch, looking sick.
"Are you really sick?" The eldest princess looked at him. "Is my A Ling really unlucky for you?"
In front of Queen Song, she was very mean, "If A Ling never gets married, will it kill you?"
"What do you mean?" Queen Song struggled to stand up, her voice weak.
"Your Majesty has already promised to grant her a marriage, and she is of age," Queen Song said maliciously, "Do you want her and Zhao Yuanrong to remain widows with you?"
"Bang--"
The eldest princess kicked over the table with medicine in front of the bed and said, "You are suffering from madness. I am afraid that the medicine will not help."
Seeing such insolence in Hanyuan Hall, Queen Song looked extremely unhappy.
She should ask her father to send a few assassins to Hanyuan Palace and kill Zhao Ju directly next time.
"Don't look at me like that," the princess sneered. "You couldn't kill me while the Queen Mother was alive. From now on, you'll have to hide in your shell and live your life."
Queen Song wanted to skin the mother and daughter alive.
She suppressed her anger and said, "The historian ordered the observation of the stars and deduction, which is the will of heaven. Are you going to go against it?"
The princess laughed heartily. "Is it God's will or man's? Let the Grand Historian come and tell us in person today."
The situation in Hanyuan Palace was tense.
The emperor is coming.
His handsome face was a bit tired. As soon as he stepped into the palace, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Sister, the Queen is ill. Is there anything that can't be said in a nice way?"
The eldest princess glanced at them coldly, not being polite at all. "I've said too many nice things, but you just treat me like a fool. How dare you plot against A Ling's marriage?"
The emperor lowered his head.
He has always been afraid of his sister.
When I was a prince, if I didn't do well in my studies, the tutor and my father would just say a few words, but my sister would take action directly.
At that time, Song Ying was not yet the queen. Every time he was beaten, Song Ying was always there for him gently.
"Your Highness, don't take it to heart. The princess has a domineering personality. Just find her a strong husband to take care of her in the future."
In fact, he knew in his heart that his sister was doing this for his own good.
After he became emperor, his sister was imprisoned in the princess's mansion. He was kind to Yuan Rong, which made him feel much more at ease.
Also, the Song family is ultimately his in-laws, and only his sister is his relative.
If my sister is gone, there will be no one who can stop the Song family.
"I have no plans to plot against A-Ling," the emperor explained. "I'm letting her choose a man she likes, not randomly giving her a marriage."
The princess swung her sleeves, bringing with them a sharp sound of wind. "The life of a queen of a country can actually be killed by a little girl. It seems that Song Ying is not the true phoenix."
A cold light flashed in her eyes, "Then depose the queen and appoint a new one."
The words startled Queen Song so much that she jumped up from the ground, no longer looking sick. "How dare you!"
She pointed at the eldest princess, her voice changing, "Zhao Ju, what are you thinking?"
The emperor was also stunned, thinking that something was wrong.
If this matter continues to linger, my sister will really ask the court officials to jointly petition to depose the queen.
It will be another headache then.
Before he could think of how to persuade her, he heard a commotion outside the hall.
"Who's making the noise?"
Eunuch Han, who was serving before the emperor, hurried to see.
Soon the report came, "Your Majesty, the Prince of Shun'an has arrested the Grand Historian and is kneeling outside to apologize."
The emperor had a headache, and Queen Song glared at the eldest princess.
"What trouble is he causing?"
"Let Jingming come in." said the eldest princess.
The Grand Historian was thrown to the ground, his official hat tilted, his whole body shaking like a sieve, and he lay on the ground not daring to raise his head.
The eldest princess walked up to the Grand Historian and stepped on his finger, "If the princess doesn't marry, will the queen be at peace?"
The Grand Historian turned pale with pain, "It's the stars that tell us."
The princess pressed her feet hard, her finger bones crackling as she said, "I'm telling you today that the princess won't be getting married for the time being."
She narrowed her eyes and said, "If the Queen's illness suddenly recovers, you will lose your head."
The Grand Historian was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat.
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