"There's progress? Does that mean you'll soon be recognized as a member of the family?" He seemed a little anxious.
"Yes, just now Aunt Jiyun came to tell me to remind the Crown Princess to prepare. After you ascend the throne, the Crown Princess will be the Empress and will have to manage the harem. I'm afraid she won't have time to prepare gifts for the Prince Yong's mansion. At the latest, the Heir Apparent will be recognized by his ancestors before the Prince's wedding."
When Zhao Yi was about to ascend the throne, Xiao Fuzi was the chief eunuch in the palace. Naturally, he had to make contact with the various stewards in the palace in advance, and he knew as much inside information as possible.
"Before the wedding?" Zhao Yi asked.
"Yes, before the wedding, the Empress Dowager still doted on the former princess consort," Xiao Fuzi said. If she hadn't, she wouldn't have made Qiu Tong prepare gifts so early, nor would she have allowed him to acknowledge his ancestors before Sun Yun entered the family.
"Okay, I understand," Zhao Yi said calmly.
After finishing his sentence, he stopped talking, but began writing on the blank imperial edict. Xiao Fuzi glanced at it, and that one glance terrified him.
Zhao Yi actually wrote his first imperial edict after ascending the throne, bestowing the title of Prince Linjiang upon Yong's eldest son, Zhao Dongxue, and the title of Prince Yong's heir apparent upon Sun Yun's son...
"Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper." He quickly closed his eyes and saw nothing, nothing at all!
Many years later, when this imperial edict was brought out, Zhao Shu finally understood the pain her seventh brother had felt for not being able to obtain what he wanted. He could have made Lin Dongxue the heir of the Yongwang Mansion and Sun Yun's son the Prince of Linjiang, but he did not.
Because he knew that Sun Yun definitely wanted his son to inherit the title of Prince Yong, he helped him to fulfill the plan.
One person's happiness requires so many people to protect and safeguard it, so what reason is there not to cherish it?
Zhao Yi's coronation ceremony came very suddenly. When Zhao Shu woke up from her nap, Emperor Mingde issued an abdication edict, and the notice was posted all over the city.
Upon seeing the proclamation announcing Zhao Yi's ascension to the throne, Zhao Shu locked herself in her room, buried her head in the quilt, and cried bitterly before laughing bitterly.
She won; she won against fate.
Past events replay in my mind, scenes that were once vivid and clear now appear grayish-white and blurry.
I want to drink, I want to ride horses, I want to embrace the mountains, I want to shout to the sea, to declare to the world, to fate, "I, Zhao Shu, have won!"
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