The two started arguing and ignored each other.
Princess Yi'an had a fiery temper. When anger rose in her heart, she helped Shao Yuan win the top scholar title. The golden couple, who were in love with each other, got married and created a beautiful story.
But after the marriage, Princess Yi'an regretted it deeply. She loved Shao Yuan, the son of the prime minister, not the peasant.
Both of them regretted their actions and wanted to get back together, but Prime Minister Yang Yongren firmly opposed it. Yang Yongren was a cunning and shrewd man. Instead of forcefully rejecting them, he made a bet with Princess Yi'an. Shao Yuan had a wife and son, and he asked Princess Yi'an to bring them to the capital. If Qiao Xiuxiu was safe and sound within a year, he would no longer interfere in their lives.
"The Prime Minister said that as long as Qiao Xiuxiu doesn't die within a year, I can be with Brother Xin again." Princess Yi'an's eyes were filled with joy. "There are only a few months left, just a few months left. But if I want to be with Brother Xin, I must get rid of you, this scourge."
Shao Yuan remained motionless, neither resisting nor dodging, but the shards of porcelain in Princess Yi'an's hand cut his wrist.
"I won't let you die now, I'll let you die slowly, very slowly."
Princess Yi'an called out to the servants, who lowered their heads and remained silent, methodically stopping the bleeding from Shao Yuan's wound.
Shao Yuan stared blankly. Had he made a mistake?
"Was I wrong?" he asked himself.
Was he really wrong?
At this moment, Princess Yi'an appeared incredibly ugly to him.
Perhaps he shouldn't have abandoned his wife and children.
Shao Yuan was tied to the bed by Princess Yi'an, and a small bowl of blood was drained from him every day.
The scholar's residence was deserted, and no one noticed the blood and filth inside.
Ji Xiaoxiao was busy with her wedding and didn't have time to pay attention to them for the time being.
After the marriage, Song Yiru visited the Qiao residence three more times.
A year passed in the blink of an eye, and the current emperor suddenly fell ill and became seriously ill.
Beside the bed, the current emperor held Prince Fu's one hand, saying, "Brother, it is I who have wronged you."
The room was occupied only by Prince Fu, the current emperor, and three eunuchs.
Prince Fu's expression was calm, as if he had seen through the illusions of the world and transcended worldly affairs.
“Brother, I think so too.” This was the first time Prince Fu had spoken of his feelings, and his answer was both unexpected and reasonable.
The current emperor was speechless.
“Brother, I have been very good to you. Father originally intended for me to be the crown prince, but I knew that you were determined to get that position, so I politely declined Father’s offer.”
The Emperor's eyes widened, "Brother!"
Only now does His Majesty truly understand the deep love that Prince Fu has for him.
"But, brother, I regret it."
Prince Fu slowly freed himself from the hand, and the eunuch, quick as a flash, gently wiped him with a damp cloth.
"alright."
The eunuch stopped what he was doing in response.
“Brother, I have only one question for you: do you really not know about Zhou Xu’s conspiracy?” Prince Fu’s question hit the nail on the head.
The current emperor turned his head slightly and said weakly, "I don't know."
I am the current emperor.
His Majesty's hands were clenched into fists, yet loose and unsteady, like a pile of sand.
"Brother, please have a safe journey."
Prince Fu beckoned, and three eunuchs walked over in unison.
The Emperor was furious. "You want to kill me?"
Prince Fu shook his head, "It was merely for revenge; I never intended to kill you, my brother."
"You? I am the Emperor, do you want to die?" The Emperor threatened the three eunuchs, but they ignored him.
The current emperor is terrified; is he going to die today?
No! No!
"Brother, don't waste your energy. Do you know how much gold I spent to try and win them over?"
One of the three eunuchs covered the emperor's mouth, while the other two restrained his hands and feet.
The current emperor is chronically ill and powerless to resist. He opened his eyes wide, his pupils darting around, revealing a look of sorrow and pleading.
"Brother, you have caused me so much suffering."
Prince Fu climbed onto the bed, holding a handkerchief in his hand, and smothered the current emperor to death.
With the thorough preparations of Prince Fu and Song Yiru, coupled with the unlimited gold provided by Ji Xiaoxiao, they succeeded without encountering much hardship.
In the first year of Yuan Yao's reign, Prince Fu ascended the throne as emperor.
With each new emperor comes a new court; Yang Yongren was exiled, while Yang Xin, the son of the former prime minister, eked out a living.
The residence of the top scholar... no, it's the Shao residence.
As Shao Yuan breathed his last, the last thing he saw was the deranged Princess Yi'an.
“I am a princess, I am a princess.”
Princess Yi'an's hair was disheveled, she was gesturing wildly, and talking nonsense.
The late emperor had favored Princess Yi'an, so the new emperor naturally disliked her. The new emperor issued an edict condemning Princess Yi'an for being immoral and incompetent, demoting her to a commoner, and forbidding her from ever setting foot in the capital again. Today was the day Princess Yi'an was to depart for the frontier.
"Stop shouting, let's go."
On the way, Princess Yi'an and Yang Xin brushed past each other, face to face.
---Aside---
Thank you Shenyu_Qingchen for the monthly ticket! Thank you for the monthly ticket!
Thank you Shenyu_Qingchen for the monthly ticket! Thank you for the monthly ticket!
Thank you Shenyu_Qingchen for the monthly ticket! Thank you for the monthly ticket!
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