If line (end) I will grow old with you, and the rest of my life will be beautiful. ...
Zen Zhen nearly fell down, his voice changing in a nervous tone: "Your Majesty... What Your Majesty?"
Oh my God, how could her mother know about her and His Majesty? She frowned and her eyes kept turning, wondering where she had failed to hide and was discovered.
How could she not understand her own daughter? When she saw her nervous look, Mrs. Wei immediately knew that this matter was not a one-sided involvement of His Majesty, and she couldn't help but sigh.
Chan Zhen's heart trembled slightly, and he carefully inched towards her, trying to hide his fear with a smile on his face. "Mother, who told you that? How could His Majesty and I have any relationship?"
Mother has been trying to find her a peaceful and honest husband, but no matter how His Majesty looks at it, she cannot accept it. Chanzhen dare not let her know that there is something unclear between him and His Majesty, and make her worry and angry.
Seeing that his sister was still feigning denial, Song Ge raised his hand to his lips, coughed softly, and whispered, "I heard that His Majesty came personally today to propose marriage, asking Mother to marry you as his successor."
Chan Zhen was shocked when he heard this: "Your Majesty has come in person?"
She remembered that when she was about to reach the door and hurriedly drove His Majesty away, he opened his mouth and seemed to be hesitant to speak. It turned out that he had already told this matter to her mother, and she thought he was understanding and felt a little guilty.
"Mother—" At this point, Chan Zhen could only do her best to be nice and accommodating. While massaging Madam Wei's shoulders, she spoke softly, "I didn't mean to hide this from you. It's just...I was afraid you'd worry."
Madam Wei looked at her helplessly: "Doesn't it mean I'm not worried now that I know? How could you hide such a big thing from me?"
After saying this, she pulled Chan Zhen to sit next to her, looked her up and down carefully, and said worriedly, "Tell mother, was this forced by His Majesty, or did you do this willingly?"
Chan Zhen lowered her head and said nothing, but her hands were unconsciously pulling at the branch in her hands. Soon the peach blossom was trampled bare by her and the petals fell to the ground.
Mrs. Wei was completely confused when she saw this. "Do you like His Majesty?"
"Mother..." Zen Zhen's face turned red because his mother pointed out his true feelings so directly, and he turned away in embarrassment.
Madam Wei took it as her tacit agreement and asked worriedly, "How could you fall in love with His Majesty?"
Her daughter has been spoiled since she was young. She is not only very picky about her future husband, but also very picky.
"Your Majesty, he is twenty years older than you after all, and there are so many concubines in the harem. Think about it, once you enter the palace, there will be no return."
Zen Zhen had certainly considered what her mother said. She pouted and said, "I haven't agreed to him yet."
His Majesty was too much. He actually went straight to her house to propose marriage without telling her in advance. She didn't want to agree to him so easily.
"In other words, you are actually willing to enter the palace?" Mrs. Wei directly exposed her duplicity.
If he hasn't agreed yet, it means he's still considering it. Given Chan Zhen's personality, if he really didn't want to, he would have refused outright. Why would he be so hesitant like he is now?
"Mother..." Zen was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to raise his head, "I didn't."
"Okay, mother, just know that this was not forced by His Majesty." Mrs. Wei knew that her daughters would always feel shy when talking about their marriages, but she just sighed that Taoist Xuanwei's prophecy had come true after all.
Chanzhen looked at her guiltily and did not explain that His Majesty had actually thought of forcibly issuing an order to take her into the palace at the beginning. It was just that seeing that his mother was already not very satisfied with His Majesty, if she added fuel to the fire, His Majesty might not even be able to enter her house in the future. Even if his mother had to risk a serious crime, she would still kick him out.
"If you truly love His Majesty, I won't stop you, but you need to consider the consequences." Madam Wei looked at her seriously. "Once you enter the palace, it's like entering a deep sea. What will you do if His Majesty changes his mind in the future? If you marry an ordinary person and are bullied by your husband's family, I and your brother will still be able to stand up for you. But if you are ignored or targeted in the palace, I am powerless to do anything."
These heartfelt words caused Zen Zhen to fall into a long silence.
Madam Wei rubbed her head lovingly and said, "Think it over carefully. A girl's life is so precious. Don't make a decision lightly."
Chanzhen hardly slept that night. In her mind, she kept thinking about His Majesty's solemn promise and her mother's earnest advice, which made her feel conflicted and unable to make up her mind.
She could feel that His Majesty liked her. She had never received such a passionate and focused gaze from him anywhere else. Whenever she leaned in his arms, the warmth from his body would melt her.
When she was with His Majesty, her heart was always filled with joy. She liked the way His Majesty looked at her with such gentle and indulgent eyes, and he always responded to her every word. Even when she occasionally made some unreasonable requests, he would agree without hesitation.
But will His Majesty always treat her like this? Is he just attracted by the novelty? With so many beautiful women in the palace, will he be dazzled by others again?
When she thought that one day His Majesty would look at someone else with a gentle gaze, she became uneasy and a sense of sourness inexplicably welled up in her chest.
She thought His Majesty would always love only her.
The result of her wild thoughts all night was that she woke up the next morning with a splitting headache, unable to open her eyes, and her whole body felt weak and she had no energy at all.
When the maid saw that she was not feeling well, she immediately asked Madam Wei to come over. When Madam Wei touched her head, she found that it was indeed a little hot, and she was immediately heartbroken.
"Go and get the doctor."
After saying this, he looked worriedly at his daughter who was lying unconscious on the bed. Even though she was in such pain, she was still calling out "Your Majesty" incoherently.
It seems that she really cares about His Majesty, but where can she go to find His Majesty to come over? The palace is not something that can be entered casually.
After taking the patient's pulse, the doctor said that the patient had caught a cold due to worry and overthinking. He prescribed a few medicines and asked Mrs. Wei to persuade the patient to relax.
Mrs. Wei carefully noted the doctor's instructions, then sat beside the bed, dazed, staring at her daughter's flushed face. Her daughter, Chan Zhen, was only fifteen, yet she had fallen in love with someone so different from her. How could she not be filled with worry and contemplation? As a mother, she hadn't noticed her daughter's feelings sooner. She had been living in fear and anxiety all this time, and just thinking about it made her heart ache.
At this moment, the maid suddenly came in hurriedly and said, "Madam, His Majesty has arrived."
Mrs. Wei froze, looking at her daughter, who was still frowning and restless in her sleep, and couldn't help but sigh, "What an enemy."
…
Chen Dingyao sat in the lobby, drinking tea absentmindedly. He didn't know how the conversation between Chan Zhen and Madam Wei went after he returned last night, and whether she was willing to accept him. Even though he claimed to be the emperor, he couldn't fully control matters of the heart.
After waiting for a long time, he finally saw Madam Wei walk in accompanied by her maid. He stood up from his chair, raised his hand to exempt her from the formalities, and said gently, "I have been bothering you a lot recently. Please don't blame me, Madam."
Madam Wei knew that His Majesty's gentle attitude was because she was Chanzhen's mother. His Majesty had never been so kind to her before.
"I dare not."
Chen Dingyao glanced behind her and asked, "Why don't I see Chan Zhen? Did he leave early again today?"
Seeing his anxious look, Madam Wei's resentment over her daughter's illness due to worry suddenly dissipated a little. She replied, "Zhenzhen is unwell today and cannot receive Your Majesty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Upon hearing this, Chen Dingyao could no longer pretend to be calm and asked hurriedly, "Is Chanzhen feeling unwell? Have you asked a doctor to come?"
Without waiting for Madam Wei's reply, he said worriedly, "I will send for the imperial physician right away."
He clenched the folding fan in his hand anxiously. When he thought of Zen Zhen's miserable look at this moment, he wished he could take his place immediately.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I have already asked a doctor to come and see you. It's just a fever caused by worrying too much. You will be fine after some rest." Madam Wei stopped him from calling the imperial physician. Chan Zhen had not entered the palace yet. If Your Majesty called the imperial physician, it would surely arouse suspicion.
"What are you worrying about..." Chen Dingyao calmed down a little. He knew very well what Zen Zhen was worried about. Suddenly, he regretted his relentless pursuit.
He was too impatient. Chanzhen was just a young girl who had just come of age. How could she not be worried and anxious when being pursued by an emperor? He should have been more patient, treated her more gently and carefully, and tried not to scare her.
"Your Majesty," Madam Wei suddenly knelt before him, her voice slightly choked with sobs, "This subject only has this one daughter."
Chen Dingyao knew that it was his fault that he had provoked the girl first, and he hurried to help her up, "Madam, what are you doing?"
Madam Wei could no longer hold back: "Your Majesty, I beg you to treat my daughter well and not betray her kindness."
She saw that her daughter was obviously interested in His Majesty. As a mother, how could she bear to see her daughter's love go to waste? His Majesty was in a high position and had great power. She had no choice but to beg for more sympathy for her daughter, even at the cost of her life.
Chen Dingyao looked at her solemnly. He had also heard of Madam Wei's nickname "Iron Lady". This was a woman who could single-handedly support such a huge mansion after her husband's early death, but now she put aside her pride and pleaded with him solemnly for the sake of her daughter.
"Madam, why have you come to this?" He personally helped her up and solemnly promised her, "I will never let you down in this life."
"Words are not enough. I came here today because I have already made sure to protect Chan Zhen. Madam, will you allow me to see Chan Zhen?"
After hearing his personal promise, Madam Wei got up from the ground. Although His Majesty's promise might not be effective forever, it could at least make her value Chan Zhen more.
"Your Majesty, please follow me."
I'm afraid Zenzhen also wants to see His Majesty at this time, so she has no reason to stop him.
…
Chan Zhen felt a bitter taste in her mouth in a daze. She frowned and wanted to spit it out, but something soft and slippery pressed her tongue, forcing the bitter water into her throat and forcing her to swallow it.
"Um..." She stretched out her hand and struggled to resist, but was held by a warm hand. The warmth made her feel comfortable, and her struggle weakened.
The man touched her hair and soothed her in a soft voice.
Who is it?
Zen Zhen held one of his fingers and slowly opened her eyes with great effort. A person whom she did not expect but had a premonition of was sitting in front of her bed.
"Awake?" The man touched her face with his large palm, the rough pads of his fingers making her feel itchy. "Are you feeling better?"
Her eyes were hot as she muttered, "Why is Your Majesty here?"
"I came to see you." He said frankly.
"Oh." Zen Zhen replied dazedly, "What's wrong with me?"
Why did she feel so tired and powerless?
"You're sick," Chen Dingyao felt the temperature on her face cool down a little, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I was worried, so I came to take care of you."
"I'm not a child anymore, and I don't need your Majesty's care." Chan Zhen kicked the quilt, and he immediately tucked the corners of the quilt in and wrapped him up tightly.
"You are only fifteen years old, how can you not be considered a child." He pressed her legs to prevent her from moving and looked at her with helpless eyes.
When Zen Zhen's mind was not clear, he was much bolder than usual. "I don't want to be a child, and you are not allowed to treat me as a child."
He raised an eyebrow, finding her puffed-up face adorable, and asked, "Why?"
"Because..." Zenzhen blurted out in a rush of emotion, "Because a child can't marry you!"
Chen Dingyao was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly burst into flames like fireworks, and he was so happy that he couldn't control himself.
"Zenzhen, what did you say?" He held her face carefully, his voice trembling, "Say it again."
"I say..." Zenzhen thought hard for a long time, his watery eyes full of innocence, "I forgot."
Chen Dingyao couldn't help but laugh, touched the corner of her eye and sighed: "Forget it, let's talk about it when you wake up."
After saying that, he stood up and wanted to use a towel to wipe the sweat off her face, but when he stood up, he felt a slight tug. He lowered his eyes and saw that Zen Zhen had one hand holding the corner of his clothes, with a faint smile on his lips.
He sat back down and said with a faint smile, "So Zen Zhen has woken up."
Chan Zhen's eyes were cunning as he snorted, "How could he not wake up after drinking such a bitter medicine?"
"So Zen is really teasing me on purpose?" He held her hand in his palm and rubbed it lovingly.
Zen Zhen moved his hand but couldn't pull it back. He was obviously just playing with her hand, but his technique was so delicate and gentle, not missing an inch, as if he was caressing other parts of her body through his hand, causing her face to gradually turn red.
"Is it not possible?" Zen Zhen looked at him with sparkling eyes, "Can't I play tricks on His Majesty?"
Her words were considered disrespectful, but Chen Dingyao only smiled faintly: "Of course, Chan Zhen, how else do you want to play tricks on me?"
Zen Zhen frowned and thought for a long time, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "I want Your Majesty to hold me up, I don't want to lie down."
Chen Dingyao looked at her as she stretched out her hand, looking like a spoiled child. He used to hate others acting like that, but when it came to her, he found her adorable no matter how he looked at her.
"Good girl." He leaned over as if he was holding a treasure, and carefully picked her up from the bed.
Zen Zhen held his waist tightly, resting his head on his shoulder, and his entire upper body was perfectly contained in his arms. This was an extremely affectionate gesture.
The air was filled with the crisp scent of sandalwood, which enveloped her tightly and made her feel extremely safe.
Chan Zhen looked up and saw his profile, her heart beating wildly. She really still loved His Majesty, and wanted His Majesty to hold her forever, to always be able to rest in His Majesty's arms.
Why does His Majesty have to be His Majesty? Why is there such a long age gap between her and His Majesty?
You were born before I was born, and I was born when you were already old.
Chan Zhen suddenly realized the meaning of this poem.
"Your Majesty..." Zenzhen mustered up the courage to look at him, "Can Your Majesty always love only me?"
She waited for a long time, and when she was about to give up, His Majesty gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, as if a snowflake melted between her eyebrows.
"For all my life, I only love you."
Zenzhen's eyes became hot, and he couldn't help but lean over and kiss him on the chin.
"I only like Your Majesty."
Love brings worry and love brings fear. She thought that she had actually liked His Majesty for a long time, but because she liked him too much, she always wanted to escape, worried that his love for her was just a shallow and temporary infatuation.
There are heartless and ungrateful people in the world, and there are also devoted and infatuated people like her father. She cannot be prejudiced against him just because of his Majesty's identity.
She finally met someone she liked, and that person also happened to like her. She was willing to take a gamble. If she lost the bet later, she would be willing to accept it. After all, she would have gained something if she could get the position of queen.
If His Majesty betrays her, after His Majesty leaves, she will become the empress dowager and keep a bunch of lovers to make him so angry that he will die.
Seeing her laughing and getting angry at the same time, Chen Dingyao couldn't help but reach out and pinch her face: "What are you thinking about?"
Zen Zhen avoided his gaze guiltily, "I'm not thinking anything."
You can't say that I'm thinking of keeping a lover after you leave.
Although Chen Dingyao didn't believe her, he didn't dwell on it anymore. He rested his chin on the top of her head, touched her head and said, "Zhenzhen, I have been thinking about this for a long time, thinking about how to make you feel at ease."
"I didn't make the decision until last night. I had already drafted three imperial edicts in advance."
"The first is to make you the queen, and the second is to make our child the crown prince."
He lowered his eyes to look at her belly. "No matter when you give birth to an heir for me, as long as it's a prince, this child will be made the crown prince as soon as he is born."
"Third..." He paused here.
Zen looked at him curiously.
Chen Dingyao looked deeply into her eyes. "If I ever betray you, Chanzhen can take this imperial edict to me and ask for a divorce. I will grant you the title of First Rank Lady, grant you a rich fiefdom, and allow you to find another man and marry with honor."
Zenzhen looked at him blankly, and suddenly he grabbed the back of her head and pressed her face into his arms.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Of course, I will never let this third imperial edict come into use."
He would not let her down, and this third imperial edict would never be used.
Zen Zhen leaned against his chest, and the cloud of sorrow that had been lingering in his heart for many days suddenly dissipated at this moment.
"I believe in your majesty."
I wish we were born at the same time so that we could be together every day.
Although she came a little late in this life, the rest of her life is so long, she will surely be able to grow old with His Majesty and live happily every day.
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