If Line (10) Whether it is a good or bad fate depends on you...
Chen Dingyao believed that he had shown enough sincerity. As the Son of Heaven, he came to propose marriage in person and promised to confer the title of Empress on her. He thought that Madam Wei would not refuse. However, when he took a look at her, Madam Wei's face turned pale as if she had been struck by lightning, and her whole body froze in place.
He thought maybe he hadn't explained it clearly, so he patiently explained again: "I fell in love with Chan Zhen at first sight, and I want you to be my life. I hope Madam will agree to this."
At this moment, Taoist Xuanwei's words "priceless beyond words" kept echoing in Mrs. Wei's mind. It turned out that this method was so precious.
She only recovered after hearing His Majesty's explanation again, looking at him with a complicated expression. If she remembered correctly, His Majesty was a full twenty years older than her Zenjin. Several of the children who came before him were the same age. If it had been a boy, she would have scolded him for wishful thinking and swept him out with a broom.
But this man is Her Majesty. Even if he does not meet her standards for choosing a son-in-law, she cannot treat him as an ordinary person.
She smiled awkwardly: "Zhen Zhen is used to being spoiled, I'm afraid she is not worthy of the position of queen."
Chen Dingyao hurriedly said, "Madam, please don't be so modest. Chan Zhen has a kind disposition, is gentle and virtuous, and is generous and decent. In my opinion, she is the most suitable candidate for empress."
Once she knew His Majesty's feelings for her daughter, Madam Wei felt that everything about him was unbearable. She smiled stiffly and said, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. Chanzhen is still young. Even if she became empress, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to win the support of the people. Your Majesty should find someone else."
Chen Dingyao could see her dissatisfaction with him, but now he could only pester her with a shameless face.
"Although Chanzhen is young, with my support behind her, no one dares to object." He observed Madam Wei's silence and shamelessly praised himself. "The moment I saw Chanzhen, I found her lovable and pitiful. I believe we must have been destined to be together over three lifetimes. Madam, rest assured, I will love Chanzhen well and will not let her suffer any injustice."
Madam Wei felt a little headache. It was clear that His Majesty was not going to give in, and Chanzhen had not even informed her in advance. Now she was in a dilemma, neither advancing nor retreating.
"Your Majesty, have you asked Chan Zhen's intention?" She thought that it couldn't be that His Majesty was just being too enthusiastic. If Chan Zhen himself had no intention of entering the palace, then no matter how sweet the Majesty's words were, it would be useless.
Seeing His Majesty's gaze pause, Madam Wei immediately understood what was going on and said with a smile, "This subject-maid only has this one daughter, so this marriage must first be approved by her."
Chen Dingyao's face darkened. It was only after he hit a wall with Chan Zhen that he thought of taking Madam Wei down first, but in the end, he ended up back at Chan Zhen.
"Then I wonder if I could meet with Chan Zhen and discuss this matter in detail?" Chen Dingyao pretended not to notice Mrs. Wei's subtle intention to send her away, and bowed.
Madam Wei avoided his greeting and said, "What a coincidence! Chan Zhen and Xuan Yang have an appointment for a spring outing today, so they left early this morning."
Chen Dingyao immediately thought of the scene of Chan Zhen happily going out to play with others, and his heart ached. This heartless girl, he missed her so much that he couldn't sleep or eat, but she forgot about him as soon as she left the palace.
"It's okay, ma'am, please tell me where Chanzhen went to play?" He had to catch her back.
If she wasn't afraid of being charged with deceiving the emperor, Madam Wei would really like to point him to a place at random.
"Chan Zhen went to Ziyun Temple." He finally told the truth.
Chen Dingyao's face lit up with joy: "Thank you, Madam, for telling me."
After saying this, he ordered the guards to place the gifts they had brought in the room and said to her, "This is part of my heartfelt gift. I hope Madam will not refuse it."
Madam Wei thought to herself, “I would like to decline, but Your Majesty must give me this opportunity.”
Her Majesty was so domineering that she ordered the guards to carry the box into the house. The maids and servants around were so frightened by the scene that they dared not move. Could she still order people to throw away the imperial gift?
After seeing His Majesty drop the gift, he couldn't wait to say goodbye and go after his troublesome daughter. Madam Wei no longer had the heart to go out and see him off. As soon as he left, she quickly ordered the servants to close the door.
The servants in the room looked at each other, not knowing what to do with the heavy box. Seeing this, Madam Wei could only say, "Send this box to the storeroom. Be careful not to bump it."
This was a gift from the emperor, and even if she didn't say anything, the servants wouldn't dare to neglect it in the slightest.
The housekeeper walked up to her and whispered, "Madam, what if His Majesty is determined to take the young lady into the palace?"
She didn't actually think His Majesty was a good match. It would have been better if His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin had come to ask for the young lady's hand in marriage. His Majesty was nearly forty years old. Even if the young lady entered the palace to become empress, it would have taken who knows how long to give birth to a prince and raise him to adulthood. If something happened to His Majesty, the young lady would have become a target of public criticism. Older princes like the Prince of Yu and the Prince of Jin would definitely have a greater advantage.
Madam Wei was also troubled. "Your Majesty seems so concerned. Chan Zhen must have had a lot of contact with Your Majesty when he was in the palace. He didn't even give you a heads-up when the child returned."
The nanny disagreed as soon as she heard this. "Young lady is simple-minded. She must have been deceived by His Majesty. Who would have thought that His Majesty, at such an old age, would still think..."
Old cows eat young grass.
Madam Wei guessed what she was going to say next and quickly interrupted her, "Be careful with your words."
The nanny also realized that she had said something wrong and shut up angrily.
Mrs. Wei sighed and said, "Zhenzhen has her own ideas. Let's see what she thinks."
If Chan really doesn't want His Majesty to force her, she will disobey the order at all costs, so that the whole world can see how His Majesty is disrespectful and bullies others by taking advantage of his power.
…
Chan Zhen has been in a bad mood ever since she left the palace. Even if Xuan Yang joked with her, she couldn't muster any energy. It was really strange. She was the one who wanted to leave the palace all the time, but now that she had left the palace, she didn't seem as happy as she thought.
"What's wrong with you today?" Xuan Yang could see that she was in a low mood, so he asked with concern.
Chan Zhen glanced at Xuan Yang. He couldn't just tell her that she and His Majesty were entangled, as that would scare Xuan Yang to death. He could only sigh softly, "I'm fine."
"By the way, haven't you always wanted to meet Taoist Xuanwei?" Xuan Yang didn't expose her, but instead tried to make her happy. "It just so happens that Taoist Xuanwei just came out of seclusion recently. I'll take you there."
Chan Zhen finally perked up a bit, "I heard that Taoist Xuanwei doesn't like to see outsiders. Would it be inappropriate for me to go straight over like this?"
"Who said the Taoist priest doesn't like to see outsiders?" Xuan Yang smiled, "The Taoist priest just doesn't like to see those who curry favor with the powerful and are obsessed with profit. Chan Zhen, you will definitely be fine."
Chan Zhen had long heard of Taoist Xuanwei's fame. He was known as a living immortal, and even His Majesty treated him with great respect, honoring him as the Imperial Preceptor. Xuan Yang had often accompanied Princess Yuzhen in her training at Ziyun Monastery, so her words seemed entirely trustworthy. This was a rare opportunity, so Chan Zhen no longer hesitated.
Taoist Priest Xuanwei's residence is in the deepest part of Ziyun Temple. You have to pass through a bamboo forest to reach it. The human voices gradually fade away, and only the rustling sound of wind blowing through bamboo leaves can be heard. It is quiet and peaceful, and there is a mysterious Zen feeling.
Chan Zhen finally saw the legendary living immortal. Taoist Xuanwei was sitting cross-legged in the meditation room. His hair and beard were all white, but his face looked very young. He looked to be only in his early thirties. He closed his eyes with a solemn and dignified expression.
Zen Zhen lowered his head unconsciously, not daring to make a sound to disturb the tranquility.
"A distinguished guest is here." Taoist Xuanwei suddenly opened his eyes and looked over, his eyes surprisingly gentle and kind.
Chan Zhen bowed to him and said, "Greetings, Taoist Xuanwei."
"I dare not accept such a gift from a young lady." Taoist Xuanwei smiled slightly, motioned her to sit down next to him with his eyes, and said gently, "Is there anything on your mind, my lady?"
Zen Zhen looked at him in surprise and whispered, "My daughter has indeed been troubled by something recently."
Taoist Xuanwei looked at her calmly and said, "Miss, just do what you want. Fate is determined by heaven."
Xuan Yang's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this, and he looked at Chan Zhen curiously.
Chan Zhen didn't notice Xuan Yang's curious look and asked softly, "Do you think this is a good match, Taoist priest?"
"If you are willing, this will be a good relationship. If you are not willing, this will turn into a bad relationship." Taoist Xuanwei replied.
"Master, do you mean that no matter whether it is a good fate or a bad fate, there is no way to break it?" Chan Zhen asked with courage.
Taoist Xuanwei stared at her for a long time before he sighed, "It's fate ordained by heaven, even I can do nothing about it."
A destiny destined by heaven? Her and His Majesty?
Chanzhen suddenly remembered the pounding of her heart when she was intimate with that man, and she couldn't suppress it no matter how hard she tried. Clearly, not a single aspect of him met her criteria for a partner, but when he pressed against her, she felt no repulsion or resistance. In fact... there was even a hint of nostalgia.
"Thank you, Taoist priest. I have benefited a lot from this." Chan Zhen said goodbye to him.
"Goodbye, my lady." Taoist Xuanwei watched her leave before slowly closing his eyes, leaving only a long sigh echoing in the air.
"From generation to generation, until death, this injustice will never end."
After walking a little further and seeing that there was no one around, Xuan Yang finally couldn't help asking, "Whose boy have you taken a fancy to? Why are you hiding this from me?"
Zen Zhen met her curious gaze, hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head, "We haven't even started yet."
Xuan Yang immediately became unwilling and hugged her arm and acted coquettishly: "Tell me quickly, I will give you some advice."
Zen Zhen stopped, looked at her seriously and said, "I'm afraid it would scare you if I told you."
"Am I such a coward?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, Xuan Yang began to speculate, "Could it be some prince?"
It’s close, but it’s not the prince, but the prince’s father.
"Is it Prince Yu? No, no, he already has a wife." Xuan Yang observed her expression, "Could it be Prince Jin? This prince is quite a good match for you."
Zen Zhen said nothing and kept walking forward, but suddenly stopped when he was about to enter the bamboo forest.
Xuan Yang almost knocked her down due to his unpreparedness, but luckily he managed to stabilize himself in time.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Zen Zhen bit his lip and looked forward with a complicated expression. An unexpected figure was standing there.
He was wearing a green robe, his hair was tied up high with a jade hairpin he had carved himself, and he held a folding fan in his hand. His eyes were gentle and he looked unimpressive, just like an ordinary young man from a wealthy family.
"He's here." Zen Zhen said.
"Where is it? Let me see." Xuan Yang immediately followed her gaze with surprise, but the next moment he was shocked as if struck by lightning.
"His Majesty?"
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