Happy wedding, Tan Xi
Su Qingli was brought to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Before she could figure out the situation, she heard Fu Xuechen's deep voice.
"The wedding ceremony is imminent. Her Royal Highness the Princess is visiting the Prime Minister's residence right now. I wonder what the deep meaning is?"
The eldest princess frowned, opened her red lips slightly, and said with a worried look, "I am just worried. If Miss Su knew that her son Tan Xi was about to marry me, I wonder if you would give up halfway."
Thinking of the soldiers and elite troops who had already ambushed the palace, Fu Xuechen said patiently, "Your Highness, rest assured. I have made a promise. Even if the sky falls and the earth collapses, I will ensure that the wedding will be held as scheduled without any mistakes."
After receiving a satisfactory answer, the eldest princess curled her lips slightly, revealing a satisfied smile, and a sense of joy that everything was under control rose in her heart.
"Then I will go back to prepare for the wedding."
Fu Xuechen looked at her figure with surprise and doubt in his eyes, always feeling that things were not that simple.
His heart suddenly sank, and he saw Su Qingli slowly walking out from the shadows. She didn't cry, but was trembling all over. Her face was full of tears, which kept rolling down from her chin and hitting the ground.
Apparently she heard everything.
"Ali..." Fu Xuechen's throat seemed to be blocked by something and he could not make any sound.
Su Qingli's gaze fell on him. The dazzling wedding dress was like a ball of fire, burning her eyes.
She curled her lips slightly, "Tan Xi, congratulations on becoming the eldest princess's consort soon. Happy wedding."
Hearing her words, Fu Xuechen felt his heart stop beating and felt a tearing pain.
"Ari, I'm not—"
Su Qingli burst into tears and interrupted him in despair.
"Watching me throw myself into your arms and beg for love like a fool, don't you feel a sense of accomplishment? It's really fun?!"
"Does all of this... make the Prime Minister feel very interesting?"
The sharp pain in his heart made Fu Xuechen panic instantly. He hurried forward to hug her, his voice as hoarse and dry as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper: "Yes, I lied to you. I used the identity of Tan Xi to get close to you... but I had no other choice! Ah Li, I just... just wanted to be closer to you."
He hurriedly wiped her tears and said, "Although Tan Xi's identity is fake, my feelings for you are not fake at all."
Su Qingli closed her eyes. Even though her heart was broken at the moment, there was a voice in her heart screaming wildly, reminding her of the past that could not be faked.
At this moment, Qian Jue's voice pierced the stagnant air like an ice pick, "Sir, the auspicious time has arrived, it's time to perform the ceremony."
Fu Xuechen looked at Su Qingli in his arms, his eyes dull, and he did not move for a long time.
Su Qingli raised her tearful eyes and stared at him intently, her voice filled with a hint of desperate determination: "If you really mean what you said... then cancel your engagement with the Princess immediately."
Qian Jue hurried forward, his tone hinting clearly, "Sir, we are in front of everyone and cannot afford to delay any longer."
Fu Xuechen's heart was simmering like oil, and he fell into a fierce struggle. Behind him were the flesh and blood of tens of millions of soldiers, countless fresh lives...
He suddenly grasped her shoulders, his eyes filled with earnestness. "Ah Li, my eldest princess's wedding was a necessary ploy. It involved many things, but it doesn't count. Wait until I come back tonight, and I'll explain everything to you!"
He nodded slightly, said no more, and turned around quickly.
Su Qingli suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, using all her strength but unable to utter a word.
The silent pleas for retention showed that she had fallen into the dust and abandoned her last dignity.
Fu Xuechen didn't even look at her, but walked away with a flick of his sleeve, his figure suddenly disappearing in the corridor.
Su Qingli lost her strength in an instant and collapsed to the ground. Her face was bloodless and pale as paper. Only tears flowed freely, and her eyes were full of broken despair.
She returned to the thatched hut like a zombie and lay on the couch without moving.
A few days later, a bloody palace coup shocked the court and the country. The eldest princess launched the coup with thundering means and successfully ascended the throne, becoming the first female emperor since the founding of the country.
The first thing she did after ascending the throne was to order historians to spare no effort to spread the story to the world about how she and her husband, the prime minister, met in obscurity, supported each other, and eventually became a harmonious couple, in order to create a perfect image of a wise ruler and a virtuous queen.
Now everything is settled.
After hearing the news from Xiaoxiang, Su Qingli, who was in a daze, had not eaten for many days.
She tidied herself up, forced herself to eat the food Xiaoxiang brought her, and then went to the pastry shop.
Xiaoxiang saw Su Qingli's face, which looked like she was about to die, and she felt uneasy. "Miss, you should go back and rest. I can look after this shop by myself."
Su Qingli said with a forced smile: "What? Do I look bad?"
Xiaoxiang really wanted to touch her forehead to see if she had a fever, but seeing her working hard to make pastries, she couldn't muster up the courage.
She always felt that Su Qingli in front of her was a little strange.
Just as she was stunned, Su Qingli suddenly became very gentle, "Xiaoxiang, thank you for taking care of me these days. I have also wasted a lot of your time. Don't worry about me anymore. Let's just run the shop."
She had to keep herself busy, otherwise some messy thoughts would take over her head like vines.
It almost drove her insane.
Xiaoxiang heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and hurried forward to hug Su Qingli's arm, "Miss, you scared me to death. Now that I see you've become as gentle as before, I feel relieved."
"Gentle look..." Su Qingli rolled out these words and tightened her hands kneading the dough.
…
After being trapped in the palace for several days, Fu Xuechen's patience had long been exhausted.
The newly crowned empress was worshipped by the emperor during the day, and was treated like a star, enjoying great glory.
But every time night fell and she returned to the magnificent palace, she had to endure the humiliation of her husband Fu Xuechen's sarcasm and extremely disgusted gaze.
"When will you let me go?" Fu Xuechen sat in the dark, half of his face was obscured.
He doesn't even have a respectful title. How courageous of him.
The empress walked up to him and sat down slowly. "Why are you so stubborn? You know I only want one child. Give it to me, and I will let you go."
She has some feelings towards Fu Xuechen.
But the military power and influence in the court in his hands were her real worries. If she didn't conceive his bloodline, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to sit on the throne for long, and wouldn't be able to hold on to it.
"I've already said that I will resign and live in seclusion. Why are you forcing me like this?" Fu Xuechen clenched his fists. Thinking of Su Qingli, the murderous intent in his eyes became even more solemn.
Suddenly, he felt a sudden heat in his body, with an unreasonable intensity, and he immediately understood what was going on.
Seeing the drug taking effect, Fu Xuechen's breathless appearance was much more attractive than those of her male favorites. She walked closer, leaned down, and whispered in his ear: "Are you ready to devote yourself to him?"
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