Even so, many people still slander him as a ruthless killer.
Little did they know that those people deserved to die.
“Cousin…” The Northern Chu Emperor looked as aggrieved as a child.
Princess Jia Hua comforted him, "I know what you want to do, Xiao Wu, how about we seize the Southern Frontier?"
The Emperor of Northern Chu was suddenly stunned.
"Two years, just two years." Princess Jia Hua held up two fingers: "Northern Chu is beset by internal and external troubles. Let's resolve the internal troubles first, then head south to avenge me, how about that?"
The Emperor of Northern Chu stared anxiously at Princess Jia Hua: "My cousin was bullied in the Southern Frontier?"
Bully?
I guess so.
She thought that having been reborn and having paved the way for him so much, the outcome would be different, but reality slapped her hard in the face.
The ending was predetermined.
In that case, why not take over southern Xinjiang?
Before Princess Jia Hua could speak, the Emperor of Northern Chu clenched his fists tightly: "I have long wanted to attack the Southern Frontier. I will listen to my cousin."
Obedience was expected.
Princess Jia Hua nodded, gazing at the increasingly gaunt face of the Northern Chu Emperor, whose brows and eyes still bore dark blue tinges, and whose temples were streaked with gray.
Thirteen years have passed. The spirited young man in her memory has shed his naivety and immaturity and become mature and steady.
She felt both relieved and heartbroken.
For several days in a row, I stayed in the side hall to rest, watching him get bogged down in memorials and deal with the ministers.
She looked again and again at the candlelight still burning in the main hall in the dead of night.
The young eunuch carried in the ginseng soup.
I often heard angry shouts and sighs of frustration.
Princess Jia Hua frowned and quietly withdrew.
Several hours later, the Emperor of Northern Chu finished his business and came to dine with her with a smile.
Not a trace of gloom could be seen on his face.
Princess Jiahua served her a bowl of soup and said, "Don't push yourself so hard. Your health is important. It's not something that can be done in a short time."
The Emperor of Northern Chu nodded.
She never talked to her about her troubles, and when Princess Jiahua asked her about them, she would just stammer and laugh it off.
Princess Jiahua patiently persuaded, "From today onwards, we are on the same side and should share both honor and disgrace."
Gradually, the Emperor of Northern Chu became more talkative and began to analyze the court with her.
Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Princess Jiahua stood on the steps, the white snow so dazzling that it was hard to open her eyes, while the palace servants diligently swept it.
Several clever palace maids were also stomping around in the snow with smiles, leaving a trail of footprints.
Hearing the laughter, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her mood became cheerful as well.
"Master." Xiu Shu brought over a small hand warmer and handed it to Princess Jia Hua, then hesitated to speak.
Princess Jia Hua raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"
"There are a few pieces of news about southern Xinjiang."
"It's alright, go ahead and speak."
Xiu Shu said, "The Seventh Prince fell from his horse during a hunting trip and was seriously injured. Now, the Southern Emperor has taken over the military power from the Seventh Prince, and the Left General..."
Princess Jia Hua's eyelids twitched: "What's wrong with him?"
"General Zuo was first promoted by the Emperor to Commander of the Imperial Guard, but died by an assassin's sword. He was posthumously awarded the title of Loyal and Brave General by the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang."
Princess Jia Hua gasped in shock. Was she really destined to die after all?
She had also considered rescuing General Zuo and welcomed him to come to Northern Chu at any time.
On second thought, coming to Northern Chu would only lead to accusations of treason and collusion with the enemy, further implicating him.
Besides, General Zuo is loyal and has great integrity, so he might not be willing to come.
She sighed.
"Your Majesty, the Third Prince's Consort is seriously ill and is on her deathbed."
The Third Prince's wife's situation was not unexpected; given Empress Yan's meticulous nature, she certainly wouldn't forgive her easily.
There is only death.
"And there's Miss Xu, who is now the Seventh Prince's concubine."
Xiu Shu said indignantly, "Miss Xu is truly shameless in order to get into the manor."
Princess Jiahua shook her head: "Her fate won't be much better than that of the Third Prince's wife. Empress Yan is petty and narrow-minded, but the time hasn't come yet. It's a pity that Lord Xu's passion and loyalty to three generations of ministers were ruined by his own daughter."
"And then there's the Jiang family. For some reason, Lord Jiang Cheng became obsessed with elixirs and never recovered. He was abandoned by his family on the estate."
Jiang Cheng, a young man skilled in both literature and martial arts, was destined for great things.
Princess Jia Hua couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, realizing that she shouldn't have advised the Seventh Prince to promote Jiang Cheng.
Otherwise, he would have escaped this calamity and avoided being dragged into the trouble, which would have implicated his entire family.
"besides......."
"Alright!" Princess Jiahua interrupted Xiu Shu: "There's no need to mention it again in the future."
She will personally go to southern Xinjiang to seek justice in a year and a half!
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