The emperor had seen countless people and understood too well the thoughts of people like Qi Yu, who had lived a smooth life for half of his life and whose only suffering was the lack of freedom.
What he wanted most was to break free from the shackles, and there were only two ways to break free from the shackles of his family. The former was to wait. When Duke Cheng and his wife died, Qi Yu would inherit the Duke Cheng's Mansion and naturally be free.
But this is not complete freedom, because there is the emperor, princes and princesses above him.
But it’s different as the father of the crown prince. When the crown prince ascends the throne in the future, Qi Yu will be the emperor emeritus.
The emperor pointed Qi Yu to a path he had never thought of, and he personally fostered Qi Yu's ambition bit by bit.
Once a person has ambition, he will be restrained and his love will not be pure.
A pair of hands is so small that once you have power and status, it is impossible to find love.
After all, no one will wait for anyone else in the same place, especially Jiang Yi.
The emperor was inexplicably determined. Although Jiang Yi was weak, she was a woman of great principles.
If Qi Yu marries An Ning, there will be no possibility between him and Jiang Yi.
What's more, the emperor is not dead.
The emperor couldn't help but feel fortunate at this moment that he met Jiang Yi when he was middle-aged and at the peak of his power.
He can love Jiang Yi as he pleases.
If he were younger, it might not be the case.
Qi Yu's voice trembled a little, "Why does the emperor choose a minister?"
Qi Yu was very confused. He didn't understand why the emperor said this to him. Did he just want him to marry Princess Anle?
The emperor said halfheartedly, "Anle likes you, and I also think that since you are pretty, your future grandson will also be pretty."
"So have you thought it through?" the emperor urged, as if he would let Qi Yu make his own decision.
Qi Yu said: "Can you let me think about it again?"
The emperor was not so easy to talk to at this time. "My princess is not a rotten cabbage. I will ask you to think about it. If you don't want to, I will pick a few more good-looking young men for Anle to choose from."
Qi Yu took a deep breath.
Jiang Yi was about to reach the age of marriage, and he had promised Jiang Yi that he would come to marry her after she reached the age of marriage.
But no matter how much he tried to persuade his parents, they just wouldn't agree.
The wife of Duke Chengguo even threatened, "If you insist on marrying that concubine's daughter, I will hang myself in front of you, rather than you bringing disgrace upon our Duke's house."
Of course, Qi Yu couldn't just watch his mother hang herself in front of him for the sake of Jiang Yi.
Before entering the palace, he had actually given up on marrying Jiang Yi.
He could only take Jiang Yi as his concubine.
She secretly thought that even if Jiang Yi became his concubine, he would love and protect her, and she would not suffer much injustice. At any rate, it was better than being a concubine in the Princess's Mansion.
He didn't break his oath.
And Jiang Yi likes him so much that she will definitely be willing to be his concubine.
Qi Yu had no other woman in his heart except Jiang Yi, so it made no difference whether he married Princess Anle or another lady.
There is another benefit to marrying Anle now, that is, the child he and Princess Anle have can become the crown prince in the future, which is indeed a great temptation.
Although Princess Anle is a little willful, she always restrains herself in front of him. I think she should allow him to take a concubine, right?
Wouldn't this be the best of both worlds?
Thinking of this, Qi Yu agreed to marry Princess Anle.
The emperor breathed a sigh of relief.
The emperor said, "Then you go back and inform the Duke and his wife of Chengguo. Tomorrow I will have the Imperial Concubine arrange a marriage for you and Princess Anle."
There was obvious doubt in Qi Yu's eyes: Is it necessary to be so anxious?
The emperor seemed to think that this matter was a bit too hasty. "Then how about this? The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow you will get engaged."
Qi Yu: Is there any difference between tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?
But Qi Yu was not sure of the emperor's temper, so of course he didn't dare to speak his mind.
Since he had already made the decision, Qi Yu bowed and agreed.
The emperor was already tired of talking to him and waved his hand, saying, "You can go back now."
"I'll take my leave." Qi Yu left the council hall.
Princess Anle walked out with a cheerful step, "Father, Qi Yu actually agreed to marry me. I am so happy. Thank you, Father."
"Look at you, you're such a loser." The emperor said with great dismay, "Didn't you hear the conversation between me and him earlier?"
"He's not as noble a person as you think. He will also bow down for power and status. Even so, do you still like him? If you don't want to..."
"No, I am willing." Princess Anle interrupted the emperor. "He has a noble character and I like him. He married me for power and status, and I like him too. I believe that one day I will impress him, and he will truly love me."
The emperor did not understand this.
Is this love?
He couldn't help but think again, if Jiang Yi married him for power and status...
No, Jiang Yi is not that kind of person.
Princess Anle asked again, "What did Father just say about making Qi Yu and I's child the Crown Prince? Is that true?"
"Of course it's true." The emperor smiled and said, "You are my only daughter. If I don't leave this thing to you, who else should I leave it to?"
He would never give away the foundation he had worked so hard to earn to an outsider for nothing.
"When you have a child in the future, bring him to the palace and let me raise him personally," the emperor said again.
Princess Anle was also very happy, "Okay, then mother and father will raise him together."
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