39. Chapter 39 Who would be so ignorant as to go against the Holy Will?



Chapter 39 Who would be so ignorant as to go against the Holy Will?

As soon as these words came out, Li Xihong's face suddenly changed. He looked at Xihe in disbelief, with a fierce gleam in his eyes, "You! You!"

What’s going on!

It's obviously very secretive!

How could it be such a coincidence that the princess discovered it!

Zhao Wanyu's expression didn't change at all, as if she had known it for a long time. She covered the little girl's eyes and moved away slightly.

Li Xihong collapsed to the ground. In disbelief, he asked, "The princess already knew about me..."

Zhao Wanyu lifted his eyelids and glanced at it calmly, then said, "If you mean those countless concubines, then I do know."

Li Xihong's face was filled with fear, and his voice trembled slightly. "When?"

"I knew it before you and I got married."

Since he had chosen Li Xihong as the scapegoat, Zhao Wanyu had thoroughly investigated the matter.

Zhao Wanyu probably knows better than he does how many lovers he has outside.

"You! You..." Li Xihong covered his chest, feeling a surge of resentment. "Is that why you've been staying in the Princess's Mansion?"

Except for the wedding day, Zhao Wanyu mostly stayed in the princess's mansion and never set foot in the Xining Marquis's mansion unless necessary, even though the two mansions were face to face, only two steps away.

Zhao Wanyu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little annoyed in his heart. Knowing that this matter could not be resolved amicably, he did not want to suppress his temper anymore.

She glanced at Li Xihong with disgust and said, "I don't know how many women have slept in that bed of yours. You can handle it, but I still find it disgusting."

Li Xihong was struck by lightning.

Zhao Wanyu was too lazy to argue. She picked up Xihe and prepared to return to the princess's residence. She looked coldly at Li Xihong, whose face was bloodshot and unclear. She spoke with a hint of murderous intent, "If you dare to kill first and report later, I guarantee that you will see the bodies of your concubine and child the next day."

Li Xihong was a victim of the power struggle. Initially, Zhao Wanyu felt a little guilty towards him, but this feeling had long been exhausted by the other party's insatiable greed.

Li Xihong couldn't help but shrink back again. He knew that what Zhao Wanyu said was true.

As long as he did it on the first day, the woman would definitely do it on the fifteenth day, and she would never show mercy.

Seeing that the conversation was about to end, Zhao Jinyuan slowly put down his teacup, looked up and winked at the guard beside him.

The guards immediately knew what was going on, and they went up and slapped Yun and Li Xihong four times each, beating them so hard that they couldn't get up.

Zhao Jinyuan brushed off the seemingly nonexistent dust on his clothes and said in a cold voice, "The family of the Xining Marquisate has disrespected His Majesty and been disrespectful to me. This slap is just a minor punishment. The others have not taken any action. Do you understand?"

He is a prince, so he is not afraid, but a girl's reputation is important, and the reputation of her aunt and sister cannot be damaged.

Li Xihong met Zhao Jinyuan's dark eyes, trembling as he nodded in response.

The wife of the Marquis of Xining refused to give in. She got up from the ground and said loudly, "I want to go to the palace! Let His Majesty decide!"

Yun and the Empress Dowager are from the same clan and are the current emperor's aunt. She didn't believe that Emperor Jingyuan would not say a word after being bullied to this extent today!

Xihe popped her head out from Zhao Wanyu's arms and chuckled, "What a coincidence! Daddy is just about to summon Auntie to the palace. How about we go together?"

The little girl invited him sincerely, but no one dared to speak to her for a while.

Xihe's face suddenly fell.

What’s going on? I’m such a sincere kid, why is no one paying attention to me?

Li Xihong, already feeling guilty about taking a concubine, quickly waved his hand upon hearing this. Conversely, Yun was incredibly aggressive, saying she was about to send someone to fetch the imperial robes and enter the palace to seek the Emperor's approval.

As they were talking, Sanping arrived with the imperial edict from Emperor Jingyuan. Upon hearing that His Majesty had also allowed the concubine to enter the palace, Lady Xining realized something was amiss and tried to mediate, but Sanping, with an impeccable smile on his face, returned the silver that Yun had handed him.

"Madam Hou, you're joking. Your Majesty's words are the imperial decree. Who would be so ignorant as to go against the emperor's will?"

After saying that, he looked towards a corner vaguely.

Whether they were willing or not, the three people from Xining Marquis' Mansion were "invited" to leave.

As soon as they reached the gate of Yuanyang Palace, the three were stopped again.

Sanping raised his hand and said, "His Majesty has ordered that the three of you kneel in the outer hall and wait."

Turning around, he said, "Your Highness the Princess, the three young princes, please come in."

The distinct treatment made the three people from Xining Marquis' Mansion very angry, but they could not show displeasure to Emperor Jingyuan, so they had to kneel carefully.

Zhao Wanyu stared at the plaque with the words "Yuan Yang Hall" above his head in a daze, not moving for a long time.

Xihe was close enough to see the pain and hesitation in her aunt's eyes. She couldn't help but pull on Zhao Wanyu's sleeve, "Aunt, are you okay?"

Zhao Wanyu curled the corners of her lips, hiding the dark shadows in her eyes, and said softly, "Aunt is fine."

It was rare for Emperor Jingyuan not to bury his head in reviewing memorials. He sat upright, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Wanyu fell to the ground, meeting the familiar gaze of Emperor Jingyuan and lowering her head slightly, "Your Majesty, I greet you. May your Majesty live long and healthy lives."

Emperor Jingyuan didn't speak for a long time, and even didn't react when Xihe climbed onto the dragon throne.

After a moment, he said with a complicated expression: "Get up and sit down."

"Thank you, my royal brother."

Zhao Wanyu sat in his seat in silence. For a moment, the hall was unusually quiet except for the sound of Xihe eating.

Emperor Jingyuan squeezed his youngest daughter's hand and asked, "Yuanyang, why didn't you return to the palace and tell your brother about the injustice you suffered? He wants to take a concubine today, and he'll dare to attack you tomorrow! How long do you want to endure this?"

Ever since Xihe left the palace, the people sent by Emperor Jingyuan have been there. Emperor Jingyuan knew exactly what happened in the Xining Marquis' Mansion.

Zhao Wanyu took a sip of tea and said, "It's not necessary. It doesn't matter who I marry. I'd rather marry Li Xihong. He's easier to control."

Xihe choked on a mouthful of pastry and blinked in disbelief.

I thought my aunt was someone who endured it quietly, but it turns out she’s a big shot.

"Aunt, what about reputation?" Xihe remembered that day in Yunfang Tower, Li Xihong vowed that aunt cared about reputation, but the look in front of him was completely different.

Zhao Wanyu raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Reputation? Only he thinks I care about reputation."

Or perhaps it was Zhao Wanyu who made Li Xihong feel that she cared about her reputation.

"Who said you had to get married?" Emperor Jingyuan sensed something and guessed, "Did you agree to marry me just for such a lame excuse?"

Zhao Wanyu didn't say anything. He glanced at the three children in the hall and swallowed his unfinished words.

The tacit attitude directly infuriated Emperor Jingyuan, who gritted his teeth and said, "Are you stupid? What's wrong with not getting married? The palace is not so poor that you can starve to death!"

Zhao Wanyu remained silent, her whole person gentle and calm, increasingly showing the demeanor of a princess, but she seemed quite unfamiliar to Emperor Jingyuan.

This is not Yuan Yang, not the woman with confidence as blazing as fire.

Zhao Wanyu pursed his lips and called out the name he hadn't used for many years, "Brother..."

"I'll be nice to everyone after I get married, that's the only way..."

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