Chapter 316: Turning Grief and Anger into Strength
He Zhaojun only felt the dazzling light and the noisy sounds in her ears. She had a splitting headache and felt drowsy. She struggled to sit up, but found that she had no strength at all.
"Sister Zhaojun! Sister Zhaojun!"
Shao Shang's voice reached her ears, and He Zhaojun shuddered, but what happened to the He family? Thinking of this, she forced herself to be alert and slowly opened her eyes.
"Shao Shang..." He Zhaojun called her name in a hoarse voice.
After drinking two bowls of hot and bitter medicine, He Zhaojun finally regained consciousness. She looked around and realized that this was no longer the cold and damp prison of the Imperial Court, but her own bedroom in the Princess's Mansion.
Long Feibai, Shao Shang, Wang Yan, his brother and his wife were all there, but Wen Ziduan was nowhere to be seen. He Zhaojun subconsciously sensed something was wrong and hurriedly grasped Shao Shang with her cold hands: "Where's Ziduan?"
Everyone could only respond with silence.
"What on earth just happened?!"
Shao Shang spoke slowly, and He Zhaojun was shocked when she learned the whole story. She found it hard to believe that Wen Ziduan would agree to such an outrageous suggestion. He knew very well that even if she, He Zhaojun, rotted in prison, she would not abandon him.
Long Feibai's face was filled with obvious anger. "I thought he loved you so much, but it turns out he's just a coward. If I were him, I would poison those old men to death that very night, take you far away to the southwest, and never return to this sad place again."
Shao Shang, however, was calmer: "But if it weren't for this, Sister Zhaojun would have really died of illness in prison. Wen Ziduan made this choice. I admire him for being a sensible prince."
Amidst all the different opinions, there was only one voice in He Zhaojun's heart, that is, Wen Ziduan must have thought of a way, either to let her go with him or to let her stay.
"Besides, Sister Zhaojun is now Princess Ancheng. The hidden troops and soldiers can guard the He family openly. Those old ministers can't easily harm the lives of the He family. This is a good thing."
Wang Yan looked at He Zhaojun with a complicated expression. At that time, she was forced to marry far away in Shouchun, which was no different from a marriage of peace. It was He Zhaojun who tried to save her from the dangerous situation, but now He Zhaojun was in trouble and she could not help.
He Zhaojun could only smile bitterly when she heard Wang Yan say this. "When I first met Li Fu, I lied, saying I was Wang Yan's bridegroom and my name was Wang Zhaojun. Now, I've been reduced to the same fate as the historical Wang Zhaojun: an envoy in name only, but a peacemaker in reality, becoming a member of the Ninghu Que clan." (Pronounced the same as ynzhī, a general term for the wives and concubines of the Chanyu and other kings.)
For some reason, the title of "Princess of Peaceful Marriage" reminded her of Princess Jin Yuji, who had married into Goguryeo. However, now, the He family was in tatters, and her fifth brother was accused of being a surrendered general. Her marriage was even arranged by her husband.
She still remembered the line "Once the purple palace is gone, it is connected to the northern desert, leaving only the green tomb facing the sunset." It would be fine if she could marry into the Central Plains like Jin Yuji, but she wanted to go to the desolate, cold and bleak Mobei.
In a sense, her situation was even worse than Jin Yuji's. I don't know if it was Jin Yuji's accidental success, or if it was the reality of this era that no matter whether they were princesses or female generals, they could not escape the sad fate.
But as long as she could find a way to leave the capital, she believed that she would eventually find an opportunity to go to the northwest to find her father and brother and find out the truth of what happened that day. If it could bring stability to the border, it would be worth it.
"I stated my wish at the wedding banquet," He Zhaojun said, looking at the people around her. Her expression was calm, but her gaze was firm. "Actually, there are two more sentences to it."
The Han banners filled the Yin Mountains.
Not a single Hu child or horse was sent back.
I wish to spend my life serving my country.
Why should I go to Yumen Pass alive?
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