Since that day, Princess Jiahua's life has become much more peaceful. She holds a string of beads in her hand, kneels on the prayer mat, and chants sutras and prays for blessings every day.
We hope the Seventh Prince will return soon.
He came back, and only then did she have a chance to survive.
"Master, Your Highness." Xiu Shu walked in, her face pale. "This servant heard that Your Highness was injured on the battlefield."
Princess Jia Hua's expression changed slightly: "How serious is it?"
Xiu Shu's eyes reddened: "People outside are saying that His Highness's injuries are serious and he may not make it."
Princess Jiahua gasped, her hand gripping the beads tightly as she chanted scriptures and gazed devoutly at the Bodhisattva statue.
Day after day
A guard brought her a letter. After recognizing the handwriting, she quickly took it, opened it, and breathed a sigh of relief after reading its contents.
His injuries were serious but he is no longer in mortal danger and will return to Beijing soon.
It's good that he came back alive.
Another half month of torment
The Seventh Prince has finally returned. Upon arriving in the capital, he immediately relinquished his military power. The Southern Emperor, seeing his pale and listless son, pretended to be very sad, bestowed many rewards upon him, and comforted him to go back and recuperate.
"Your Majesty, I have brought the person back to you. I beg you to grant us a marriage," said the Seventh Prince.
The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang frowned, but when he saw a palace maid helping a stunningly beautiful woman into the room, his eyes lit up. He swallowed hard, and with a stroke of his pen, immediately issued an imperial decree to grant the marriage, but the wedding date was set for a year later.
The seventh prince, holding the imperial edict, turned and left.
...
Princess Jia Hua, seeing the Seventh Prince return safely, stepped forward to greet him and asked, "Are you still injured?"
"It's just a minor injury, nothing that will kill you."
The Seventh Prince looked at her thin and frail body, a pang of heartache flashing in his eyes. He took a letter from his pocket and handed it to her.
Princess Jia Hua reached out and took it; it was a letter from the Northern Chu family!
And it was Xiao Wu's handwriting.
After she left, the Marquis's Mansion was renamed the Duke's Mansion. Song Hengchuan fell seriously ill, but he is now fine. The little girl was sent to the estate to be raised.
With just a few words, Princess Jiahua's anger flared up.
The baby, only a few months old, was sent to the countryside.
These scumbags!
Utterly despicable.
The Seventh Prince said, "It's not necessarily bad to stay on the estate. At least we won't get caught up in any schemes. The beautiful women in Song Kaifeng's mansion will be indispensable in the future, and no one can protect them under our noses all the time."
Princess Jia Hua felt a pang of sorrow in her heart; how could she bear to part with such a young child?
"Don't worry, you will see them one day," the Seventh Prince comforted him.
"Um."
She held her breath and continued reading. Xiao Wu explained that she was not sent off as a bride that day because she was confined by the Emperor, beaten, and unable to get out of bed for two whole months.
He broke his promise.
The letter also said that he would definitely bring her back.
She must protect herself no matter what.
After reading the letter, Princess Jia Hua felt heavy-hearted. She tore it up to avoid leaving any traces and causing unnecessary trouble.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
The Seventh Prince Yao shook his head: "It's nothing, no need to thank me."
In the days that followed, the Seventh Prince secluded himself and refused visitors, truly continuing to recuperate. Princess Jia Hua visited him every day, keeping him company and chatting with him.
Aside from romantic relationships, they chatted endlessly about everything under the sun.
Little did they know that chaos had already broken out outside the Seventh Prince's residence, especially in the imperial palace, where battle reports were arriving one after another and being handed to the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang.
"This is outrageous!"
The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang slammed the battle report onto the table: "A bunch of good-for-nothings! I refuse to believe that we can't win without the Seventh Prince!"
"Go and call the third and fourth brothers here."
Soon the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince arrived.
The Southern Emperor waved his hand and said, "Who among you is willing to lead troops to conquer Shu and Wei? Don't blame me for not giving you the opportunity. The Seventh Prince is injured and holds military power here. This is a good opportunity for you to win over the hearts of the people."
The two princes looked at each other, their expressions clearly showing their resistance.
They all kept their heads down and no one spoke.
Upon seeing this, the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang was enraged: "Coward!"
“Father!” The Third Prince suddenly stepped forward: “Father, this time the five kingdoms have joined forces with a million troops. My seventh brother is injured, and my fourth brother and I have no experience. If we go, we will only cause trouble.”
The fourth prince nodded in agreement.
The Southern Emperor was speechless. What he didn't say was that he had only given the Seventh Prince 100,000 troops, and it was already difficult enough for him to hold out until now. Moreover, he had no intention of letting the Seventh Prince come back alive.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the five-nation allied forces have breached the border!" came the urgent voice of a guard.
The Southern Border Emperor's expression changed slightly.
Before anyone could react, another guard relayed a message: "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened. The surrounding small countries are also stirring up trouble. They have been recruiting soldiers and horses recently, intending to join forces with the five countries to attack the southern border."
"What?" The Third Prince was astonished. "Have these people all gone mad? How dare they take advantage of someone in distress?"
"Father, why don't you send the seventh prince to the expedition? He'll surely win," the fourth prince said.
At this critical juncture, both princes were well aware of their own limitations, so they did not want to compete with the seventh prince for military power.
"I refuse to believe that such a great nation as the Southern Frontier has no capable generals!" The Southern Frontier Emperor ordered the summons of civil and military officials to select suitable individuals to immediately go to the battlefield.
Soon, three generals were ordered to the battlefield in a time of crisis.
The next month
News of defeat came daily.
The Southern Emperor was so worried that his temples turned white and he was extremely angry. In recent years, he had not received any news of defeat.
"Your Majesty, why not ask the Seventh Prince to lead the troops into battle?"
"Yes, the Seventh Prince is a brilliant strategist; he will surely be able to turn the tide."
"The five-nation alliance has already breached three cities and is advancing with overwhelming force. If we do not stop them soon, they will march straight to Jincheng."
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