The most romantic little emperor

Concubine Dong looked at Qin Hao calmly and asked softly, "Prince, perhaps I shouldn't have mentioned this matter and caused you trouble."

When Qin Hao heard Concubine Dong's gentle words that sounded like a gentle breeze on his face, he raised his head slightly, his eyes swept across her curvy and graceful figure, and fell on her stunning face. He couldn't help but feel a strong urge in his heart, and he wanted to hold her in his arms and love her as much as he wanted!

He shook his head gently and said in a deep voice: "Regarding the practice of burying people alive with their dead, I am strongly opposed to it. This practice is too cruel. I cannot just sit back and watch."

"However, I will try my best to persuade my father to change his mind, or find a more appropriate alternative."

"Please rest assured, Auntie. I will do my best to make this happen and keep you safe."

Concubine Dong looked at him, a trace of gratitude and relief flashing in her eyes. She thought to herself that no matter whether Qin Hao could save them from the fate of being buried alive, she was grateful to the prince.

Because, after in-depth observation and careful understanding, she completely believed Qin Hao's words.

She believed that the prince was a man of affection and righteousness, and she firmly believed that the prince would save them from the fate of being buried alive.

Although this trust was built on a short period of time together, it was deeply engraved in Concubine Dong's heart and could not be shaken.

Qin Hao looked at her hurried eyes and couldn't help but think of Dong Meir. They both had the same surname Dong and came from the same Dong family, so why were their personalities so completely different?

"Wait a minute, Auntie will write to the second and eighth sons, urging them to come to the capital as soon as possible. I hope they can catch up to see the emperor for the last time."

After saying that, she bowed gracefully to Qin Hao, turned around gently, and left with graceful steps.

There was a faint fragrance left in the air, which was hard to tell whether it was the scent of rouge or Concubine Dong's own body odor. Qin Hao's heart was moved and he was intoxicated by it.

After Concubine Dong disappeared from everyone's sight, Wang Yourong walked forward with several sisters.

She softly consoled him, "Your Highness, it is not uncommon for concubines in the palace to be buried with the deceased. When emperors of all dynasties passed away, they would always choose a few of their beloved concubines to accompany them in eternal rest. You don't need to worry too much about it. This is a common practice in the royal family."

"My beloved concubine, this is wrong."

Qin Hao shook his head and explained softly, "Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by heaven. No matter who dies, others should not be deprived of their right to live, and the emperor is no exception."

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he continued: "This king will break this old custom and practice it. If one day, this king leaves you first and does not allow you to..."

Wang Yourong raised her jade hand slightly and pressed her slender jade fingers lightly on Qin Hao's lips, interrupting the prince's words.

She opened her red lips and said softly, "Your Highness, I won't allow you to say such words. If that day ever comes, I would rather give up everything in this world than live in humiliation and follow you to the paradise."

Upon hearing this, the other women expressed their willingness to live and die with Qin Hao. Their words were firm and resolute, as if they were ready to sacrifice themselves for Qin Hao at any time.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Hao was deeply touched by their words, and at the same time he felt a little amused.

His eyes swept over these women one by one, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, and he comforted them: "If you can live, who wants to die? We are still so young, and it is time to enjoy the best time of youth. Isn't it too early to talk about life and death?"

“Remember, we all have to live a long life, enjoy the prosperity and beauty of this world, and leave no regrets.”

When the girls heard this, they all agreed, "Yes, we will all live a long life!"

However, Qin Hao secretly vowed in his heart that he must abolish the bad custom of burying people alive with their dead, not only to give the concubines in the palace a way out, but more importantly for the future of his beloved wives, concubines, and confidantes.

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In a corner outside the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, Su Zhengfang was standing with his sister, Concubine Su, whispering something, and not far away there were two maids keeping a watch on them.

When Su Zhengfang learned from his sister that Qin Hao was going to strengthen the guards in his sister's bedroom on the grounds of protecting his sister Su Ziyan and her son, he was so angry that he trembled all over.

At this moment, Su Zhengfang clenched his fists, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The prince, this yellow-haired brat, is really going too far! He is not protecting you and your son, he is clearly putting you under house arrest."

"Damn it, this is outrageous. This bastard doesn't even take our Su family seriously. This is intolerable. If I don't teach him a lesson, he won't know how many eyes the Horse King has."

"Sister, don't worry. As long as I am here, even the crown prince won't dare to do anything to you and your son!"

Su Ziyan said softly, "Brother, don't be impulsive. In the current situation, the prince already holds great power. After the emperor passes away, he will be the new emperor. It is better for us to avoid conflict with him at this moment."

"Although Zi Yan has suffered some injustice now, for the safety of the Ninth Prince and our Su family, my sister can only swallow her anger. In the future, I am afraid we will have to live under the protection of the Crown Prince. Big brother must not act recklessly."

Su Zhengfang glanced at his sister, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips, and he said coldly: "Humph, if Qin Hao wants to sit on the throne, he has to ask me, the Minister of Revenue, for permission first. If he really pushes me to the limit, I will make sure that he can't even become the crown prince..."

Su Ziyan interrupted him hastily, staring at him with a pair of bright eyes, and reminded him softly: "Brother, be careful with your words. It's better to say less of such rebellious words..."

Su Zhengfang leaned forward, got close to Su Ziyan's ear, and whispered, "Ziyan, I have discussed with your brother-in-law and Minister Wen, and we have decided to support the Ninth Prince to sit on the throne. You should be aware of this."

Su Ziyan's heart skipped a beat, and a hint of joy flashed across her eyes. She lowered her voice and asked anxiously, "Brother, how should we, mother and son, cooperate with you?"

"You don't need to do anything. Pretend you know nothing to avoid being implicated. If something happens in the future, it will have nothing to do with you and your son. Qin Hao may spare your life for the sake of the Ninth Prince, which will also leave a glimmer of hope for my Su family."

Su Zhengfang showed a cunning look, and ordered calmly and decisively, "In addition, if you sense danger, you can find the deputy commander of the imperial guards, Li Mingyuan. He is a secret stake left by our Su family in the palace, and he will protect your safety."