Yu Ye Zhaomu woke up from his dream to find that it was snowing heavily outside.
She heard the crackling of the firewood; she was in a cave. The cave was very large, enormous.
Therefore, it is large enough to accommodate more than 300 people.
This is the wedding procession.
It takes at least a year to travel from Hengchao to Yuange City.
Heng Chao left the capital, and three months have passed.
From autumn to winter, it gets farther and farther away.
Yu Yezhao was still a little dazed when she heard a commotion not far away. Because of the curtains hanging in the window, she didn't see it immediately.
But soon, two guards rushed over: "Princess, are you alright?"
Yu Ye Zhaomu's jumbled thoughts returned: "What's wrong?"
"This servant girl tried to put something in your medicine, but her men caught her." A guard who came in later was carrying someone.
The girl's face was pale, but she gritted her teeth and remained silent.
Yu Ye Zhaomu looked at her, her mind still a bit of a mess. So much information had been crammed into her for no reason, and she was having a hard time sorting it out.
At this moment, another guard came over. He was dressed in a close-fitting outfit, with silver patterns embroidered on his black clothes, and he looked more important than the previous guards.
He first gave Yu Ye Zhaomu a few deep looks before looking at the girl: "Princess, don't be soft-hearted."
“Well, then let’s kill him.” Yu Ye Zhaomu waved his hand.
That girl wasn't afraid of death; instead, she started cursing angrily.
However, they were quickly dragged out and killed in the freezing cold.
Yu Ye Zhaomu stood up: "Has the snow stopped?"
"No, judging from the situation, it's probably going to be a few more days. We can't leave yet," a guard replied.
"He'll stay; you all go about your business," Yu Ye Zhaomu waved his hand.
The man who was left behind stood silently.
“I’m cold,” Yu Ye Zhaomu said.
"I will add fuel to the fire for the princess," the man said.
"No." Yu Ye Zhaomu smiled. "I want you to hold me."
The man tightened his grip on the hilt of the long sword: "This is against etiquette."
“Is that so? But that’s not what you really think, is it… Shu Chengfeng?” Yu Ye Zhaomu laughed.
The man suddenly looked down at her: "You..."
This man is not called by this name in this life.
He was transferred here three months ago, and he was shocked when he first saw the princess.
He was born in Heng Dynasty with his memories intact, and thought he would never see her again, until he was transferred to her side and escorted her to her wedding.
“I just thought about it. I’m not dreaming. I really have experienced two lifetimes, no, three lifetimes. There was even a period of wandering that wasn’t many years. My memories are too jumbled. But I remember everything about the Dayan Dynasty clearly. I didn’t know who you were originally, but looking at your eyes just now, and your eyes and appearance over the past three months, you are the same as in your previous life.”
Shu Chengfeng took a deep breath: "I don't know what to say."
I never imagined that I would be reborn like this.
"Why? In my past life, you were the emperor, and I could stay with you. In this life, I'm a princess and you're a guard, so you're going to abandon me?" Yu Ye Zhaomu laughed.
"You're getting married soon." For the past three months, Shu Chengfeng hadn't dared to show his feelings because, although they looked the same, it was obvious that she didn't recognize him.
Until the day before yesterday, the princess fell ill, and everyone stopped here to rest.
“I’m cold,” Yu Ye Zhaomu said.
Shu Chengfeng hesitated for a moment, then walked over and knelt on the cushion with a complicated expression.
"Your Majesty, don't you miss me?"
Yu Ye Zhaomu asked with a smile.
Shu Chengfeng hesitated for a moment, then reached out and hugged her: "You really are..."
"Why aren't you calling me anymore?" Yu Ye Zhaomu smiled. "It's your Tang'er. The woman who deceived you and then stole your throne."
"You stole my throne, and now you're being forced by your cousin to marry someone from afar? What are you capable of?" Shu Chengfeng bit her neck viciously.
Yu Ye Zhaomu laughed, tilted her head back, and pounced on him forcefully: "Guess if I really lost?"
Shu Chengfeng fell silent.
He simply looked at her face, which was the same as in his previous life, and kissed her deeply.
He didn't say it, but Yu Yezhao and Mu all knew that he missed him.
"Later... I returned to the palace and watched for many years. I blamed you, but you were good to the Empress Dowager and the children. I saw Bao'er's child. You did a very good job as emperor," Shu Chengfeng said, holding her.
"It's good that you don't blame me. In this lifetime, I'll take back the throne for you, okay?"
"No, I don't want to be emperor anymore." Shu Chengfeng smiled. "I'm tired. I want to be your son-in-law."
Although his official position was that of a guard, he was, after all, someone who had once been an emperor.
It was fine before if things weren't certain, but now that it's certain, he's not the kind of person who would let others have their way.
"Hmm... If you don't become emperor, I'm afraid the throne will fall to me. I don't want to be emperor anymore, it's too tiring. If we're not emperor anymore, then let's forget about being princesses. Let's just go traveling and enjoy the scenery."
"good."
Of the more than three hundred people, half were Yu Ye Zhaoxun's men, but the other half were loyal to Yu Ye Zhaomu.
Although Yu Yezhaoxun is now on the throne, this group of people is, after all, the legacy of the late emperor.
The late emperor had only two children, a son and a daughter. Both were born out of wedlock and not to the same mother, but the siblings had an extremely good relationship.
But the crown prince died in battle, and the late emperor also died mysteriously. The one who has now ascended the throne is the princess's cousin.
It shouldn't have been his; even if the late emperor and the crown prince were gone, it still shouldn't have been his.
However, he colluded with court officials and still managed to seize the throne.
The princess was spared only because a court official risked his life to protect her.
But he didn't know that although the princess had previously ignored politics, she was not a pushover.
It wasn't like that before, and it's even less so now, after a lifetime in the Dayan Dynasty.
A marriage alliance, and she's being sent to a place a year away just to travel. Even the original Yu Ye Zhaomu (a term referring to the descendants of the emperor) couldn't have done that, let alone now?
She has her own plans.
The throne cannot be given to an enemy.
“I still don’t know how my brother died. He poisoned my father. It’s no secret; many people in the court know it.” Yu Ye Zhaomu lay on top of Shu Chengfeng. “How could I let her go?”
She then reached out and pulled Shu Chengfeng's hair apart.
In this life, his hair is black, but still smooth and soft to the touch.
Shu Chengfeng looked at her with eyes full of love: "What do you need me for? My identity in this life... is that of an illegitimate child of a prominent family. My mother is long gone. I have no ties." Whether the people in my family live or die is none of his business.
“It’s alright, it’ll be resolved soon. I’m tired too, and I don’t want to get entangled in this anymore. Let’s find a little prince to be emperor. Then we can take care of him for a few years, and then we can go traveling and enjoy life,” Yu Ye Zhaomu said.
Shu Chengfeng said "okay," then lowered his head and kissed her again.
It was alright when she knew nothing; she could endure it as she watched and thought about it every day.
Once she found out, once she knew this was the person she loved, she couldn't hold back any longer. She'd wasted so many years; she didn't want to waste any more.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
