Chapter 315: Propose to marry He Zhaojun! Who is it this time?
You could hear a pin drop in the hall.
No one expected that Huhanye Chanyu would ask for someone, and even less expected that the person he wanted was He Zhaojun.
"...Hiss." Emperor Wen frowned.
My daughter-in-law is being targeted. What should I do? I’m waiting online, feeling very anxious.
Yuan Shanjian couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, this is impossible. Huhanye Chanyu certainly doesn't know that He Zhaojun is the legitimate consort of the Third Prince. How can she accompany Huhanye Chanyu to the northwest as an envoy? This is illogical!"
Huhanye Chanyu turned his head, glanced at him, and then smiled, revealing his white teeth: "As far as I know, He Zhaojun is now a prisoner. Dahan is a criminal, so it is probably not difficult for you, right, Third Prince?"
"Your Majesty, no matter what mistakes He Zhaojun made, I will treat her well. I will make her my Great Consort, regard her as my life, and let all my subjects love and respect her... I beg Your Majesty to grant this!"
He turned his gaze to Wen Ziduan. He clearly noticed that although Wen Ziduan looked calm on the surface, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and it was obvious that he had reached the limit of his patience.
The old men who advocated peace at the back went from looking at each other in confusion at first to whispering to each other now.
"Your Majesty, I think it's feasible. He Zhaojun nearly ruined the peace talks between the two sides. Now, it's okay for her to redeem herself from her crime and gain meritorious service."
"That's right. He Jiang, the fifth son of the He family, has surrendered to Chanyu Zhizhi. If it weren't for Your Majesty's mercy, the entire He family would have been executed. He Zhaojun should be loyal to the country."
"A woman and the long-term peace and stability of the northwest, this is a choice that does not need to be considered. Your Majesty, I think it is feasible."
Emperor Wen sneered, "Zi Duan, what do you think about this matter? Speak boldly, I have your back."
He could no longer tolerate these old men, who relied on their age and large number of followers to bully others. Now they were even more shameless and wanted to interfere in the royal affairs. He could no longer tolerate them.
If the court had not undergone a round of personnel changes some time ago, and people were in a panic, Emperor Wen would have taken action against them long ago if he had rashly shaken these old ministers now, which would cause shock in the court and even the world.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Wen Ziduan. Everyone knew that he and He Zhaojun were deeply in love. The hardships they had gone through along the way were not something they could tell others about, but they could still smell a hint of "sharing life and death" from the various versions of the rumors that had been circulated.
As long as Wen Ziduan rejects the proposal today, it will inevitably become the latest breakthrough point for these old ministers to attack. Not only the He family, but also the position of the third prince in the court will be shaken.
It's time again to make a difficult choice between beauty and the world, at least that's how it seems to others.
But for Wen Ziduan, the dilemma lies in the choice of whether to rescue He Zhaojun from the cage, gain freedom, and go to the northwest to find his father and brother, or to stay with him.
It seems that Wen Ziduan is making the choice, but in fact, Wen Ziduan is choosing for He Zhaojun.
Ever since he was old enough to understand, Wen Ziduan has always been a man of his word and never struggled with choices. He only wanted to do things in a way that was fair to heaven and earth and true to his conscience, and he had never fallen into such a situation.
For the first time, he hoped that he would be the chosen one.
"Third Prince? Is it possible?" Huhanye Chanyu interrupted his thoughts. Everyone in Dezheng Hall was waiting for his answer.
Wen Ziduan pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, clenched his fists, then gradually unclenched them, oblivious to the blood dripping from his palms. After a long pause, he finally spoke, uttering a single word.
"Can."
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