Chapter 476 The Empress Worried About Her Children
Inside the Zichen Hall.
The golden beast exudes fragrance, and lunch has just been served, with a wide variety of exquisite dishes.
Yan Shixu was in a relaxed posture, slowly enjoying a bowl of chicken soup, with the usual calmness of an emperor between his brows.
Wen Li'er, who was sitting next to him, was a little absent-minded. She fiddled with a plump grain of pearl rice in the bowl with her jade chopsticks several times.
Time seems to be particularly kind to this supreme couple in the world.
Yan Shixu was already in his forties, and the imperial majesty that emanated from him became increasingly profound.
There were few traces of weathering between his brows, which only made his unparalleled handsome features seem even more profound and severe.
He did not wear elaborate court robes today, but only a dark-colored casual suit with a dark silver dragon pattern, and a jade belt tied around his waist, which made his posture as straight as a pine tree and his demeanor as solemn as a mountain.
Wen Li'er leaned on his side. Having been the mother of the country for many years, she had lost some of her youthfulness and gained a calm and gentle charm.
She was wearing a wide-sleeved palace dress embroidered with lotus-colored magnolias. Her hair was tied up in a bun, and she wore a transparent white jade phoenix-head hairpin and a few pearl ornaments in her hair, looking elegant and graceful.
On that jade-like face that was as white as snow, the eyes were still clear and gentle.
But at this moment, the tips of her slightly furrowed brows were tinged with a hint of worry for her children.
After a while, she finally sighed softly and placed her chopsticks on the rhino horn inlaid with silver chopstick rest.
The hall was quiet, with only the ticking of the clock.
The head nanny of Changning Palace had just left and had already reported what happened to Miaomiao in the East Palace today.
At this moment, Miaomiao had been crying in Changning Palace for an hour.
Wen Li'er's eyes were filled with a hint of reproach as she stared precisely at the man beside her who was still calmly eating.
Yan Shixu seemed unaware of it and picked up another piece of fish with his chopsticks, his movements calm and elegant.
"Your Majesty is quite determined."
Wen Li'er finally couldn't help but speak, with a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"Miaomiao has been crying for an hour! It's all because of you who caused this!"
Yan Shixu then raised his eyes, put down his chopsticks, took the warm and wet handkerchief handed to him by Yongtai, wiped his hands, and said in a coaxing tone:
"It's normal for a girl to be shy and sad for a few days after being rejected."
"After a while, when I meet a new handsome man, I will naturally forget about it."
"Forgot?" Wen Li'er was almost amused by his attitude.
Her brow ached: "My dear Majesty, Miaomiao's obsession is not just one or two days! It has been three years!"
"If she was just a flash in the pan, why would it have come to this?"
"I told you from the beginning that we should go and test Cui Huailin's intentions sooner rather than later, but you stopped me!"
"What did you say, 'My daughter, who dares to refuse?' And now? Does your face hurt?"
The more she spoke, the more worried she became. "Cui Huailin is indeed a leader of the younger generation, but his temperament is too cold and hard. 'I don't like plump things,' 'I'm not fit to be the wife of a noble family'—are these words a human being can say? My good daughter, in his eyes, is so unbearable?"
Thinking of her daughter being lifted up, Wen Lier's heart felt like it was being pricked by needles.
The child has been a happy person since childhood, chubby and loves to laugh. How could he have ever had such endless sorrow?
Yan Shixu was bombarded with criticism from her, and the calmness on his face was somewhat lost.
Especially when he heard Cui Huailin's nonsense, his eyes suddenly darkened.
Back then, he chose Cui Huailin as the prince's companion because he was impressed by his talent and character.
She did have some intention of letting her precious daughter see more handsome boys so that she wouldn't be easily fooled in the future.
Who would have thought that as she looked at him, she could see his obsession to marry no one but him.
At first, he thought it was just a little girl's sentiment and it didn't count.
Who in the world would dare to refuse the pearl that he cherishes so much?
Even if Miaomiao is allowed to contact her, she feels that no one can resist the favor of the royal princess.
But unfortunately, there are people who dare to do it!
Not only did he dare to refuse, he also dared to belittle me like that!
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, Yan Shixu slammed the teacup in his hand heavily on the table.
The sound of the bottom of the fine Longquan celadon cup hitting the rosewood table echoed in the silent hall.
"That kid from the Cui family is really bold!"
Yan Shixu's voice grew colder, carrying a sense of impending dominance: "I think he's tired of living! Yongtai!"
"I'm here!" Yongtai's heart trembled and he bowed immediately.
"Pass on my order, chop off Cui Huailin...!"
"His Majesty!"
Wen Li'er was startled and quickly held his hand, feeling both angry and amused.
"Are you really going to kill him? He's the one you personally chose as Tiantian's study partner, the one the Cui family has devoted all their efforts to nurturing and cultivating as their successor!"
She understood her husband, and her anger was real, but how could an emperor really kill the son of an important official because of a little love affair?
I just felt sorry for my daughter and said it in anger.
If an order is really issued, it will be a huge joke.
Yan Shixu's chest heaved, and when Wen Li'er pressed it, the anger that was rising to his head subsided a little, but the fierce look between his brows did not disappear.
He snorted, "Are we just going to let him degrade my and Li'er's daughter like this?"
"What else can I do?"
Wen Li'er sighed, her tone helpless.
"A forced melon is not sweet. Moreover, our Miaomiao deserves the best man in the world to treat her sincerely, rather than a marriage forced by an imperial decree. Wouldn't that be even more unfair?"
As she spoke, she leaned slightly towards Yan Shixu and her voice softened:
"Forget it, Your Majesty. The children...are all grown up. Miaomiao's thoughts and Cui Huailin's attitude are all clear to me."
"As her parents, we can protect her for a while, but not forever."
"Ultimately, she has to figure this out on her own."
Yan Shixu was silent for a moment, then reached out and took the worried Wen Li'er into his arms.
Wen Li'er leaned on his shoulder and listened to his steady heartbeat.
The tip of my nose was filled with the faint scent of his ambergris, and my troubled mind finally calmed down a little.
"Li'er is right."
Yan Shixu's voice slowed down, with a hint of emotion.
"Time flies, and the children are now at the age where they are in love and talking about marriage."
"Sometimes I still feel like they are just little kids playing around my knees."
He patted Wen Li'er's back gently and said, "That's all. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. We will just watch Miaomiao's affairs and provide guidance when appropriate, but we don't need to interfere too much."
"That Cui Huailin... Humph, let's see what happens to him in the future!"
The last sentence still carried the father's displeasure and protectiveness.
Wen Li'er nodded gently in his arms. That was all she could do.
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