Cannon fodder and female supporting role, a match made in heaven

"My beloved, Jiamin and Huimin are both sixteen now, right?"

Inside the Huayang Palace, Emperor Wang Xuan, the Great Zhaojun, was sitting upright in a bright yellow brocade robe.

His temples were slightly gray, his eyebrows were long and narrow, and his long tenure in a high position made him look intimidating and angry, even though he was just talking about children with his concubine at the moment.

Concubine Shu responded softly, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Shen Zhaozhao added tea to the two of them, then stepped aside and stood respectfully, but in fact he pricked up his ears and eavesdropped on their conversation blatantly.

Her current identity is the emperor's attendant. What is different from before is that she has always been able to control this body with ease.

But in fact, there was no difference. She was afraid of causing trouble, so she worked diligently as a eunuch.

The emperor was a very busy man. She stayed by his side for the entire day, watching him review the pile of memorials before she stepped into the harem.

The emperor went straight to the Huayang Palace.

Concubine Shu is gentle and graceful. Although she is old, she still has charm with her beautiful eyebrows and almond-shaped face.

Her eyes fell on Emperor Xuan, and a faint smile appeared between her brows.

"Your Majesty, do you have any plans for their marriage?"

Emperor Xuan nodded and said, "Changning is already eighteen years old and has reached the age to get married. I have discussed with the Queen and plan to choose a prince consort for her."

"Since Jiamin and Huimin are also sixteen, I think we should arrange their marriages as well."

marriage?

Shen Zhaozhao's eyebrows jumped. Before entering the illusion, the Taoist priest had told her that Marquis Anyuan's dream was related to Princess Huimin.

It’s just that they possess various people and objects, and the scenes keep changing, so it’s hard to tell why.

She finally understood why those Taoists couldn't wake up Marquis An Yuan.

She had been in the illusion for so long and still felt clueless.

Moreover, Chu Yu was also missing. She thought that he was probably possessed by someone or something just like her.

Now she can only rely on herself.

The one piece of certain information she had was that Princess Huimin would marry Marquis Anyuan.

Concubine Shu hesitated for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Does Your Majesty have a favorite candidate?"

Emperor Xuan said: "The newly promoted Tanhualang Pei Yan has good looks and good character. What do you think of him, my beloved concubine?"

Shen Zhaozhao thought of Chen Zijian again, but now the person who was awarded the title of Tanhualang had become someone else.

That incident has long passed and no one mentions the name Chen Zijian anymore.

Concubine Shu said: "I heard that this young master Pei is skilled in both civil and military arts, and has a very good temperament."

Throughout the dynasties, imperial power changed, but only the aristocratic families remained standing. Pei Yan was the legitimate son of the famous Pei family.

Even though these noble families have begun to decline and the national treasury is empty, it has been the Pei family who has paid tribute to fill the gap over the years.

It is naturally a good thing to marry into these noble families, not to mention that Pei Yan himself is handsome and talented.

Concubine Shu asked: "Who does your majesty want to marry?"

Emperor Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Let's choose Huimin. As for Jiamin, I want to marry her to that boy Yu Si."

However, Yu Si often accompanied his father on military campaigns all year round, and it would take a year or two for the war to stabilize before he could be called back to marry Jiamin.

Shen Zhaozhao was stunned. Wasn't Princess Huimin going to marry Lu Yan? How did it become Pei Yan?

Concubine Shu frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and said with some worry: "But Ah Wu's health..."

Emperor Xuan placed his hand on Concubine Shu's hand, patted it gently, and said soothingly: "Didn't the imperial physician say that? As long as you take good care of yourself, there will be no serious problem."

Having said that, he frowned slightly.

They all knew that Princess Huimin Xiao Qingwu suffered from a heart disease, which she had carried with her since the womb. It was already very difficult for her to grow up, but no one could guarantee how many years she could live in the future.

Concubine Shu burst into tears, covered her chest, and said sadly: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't slipped, how could I have a premature birth? How could Ah Wu suffer from this congenital deficiency?"

Emperor Xuan stretched out his hands and held her in his arms, his eyes slightly cold: "My beloved, how can I blame you for this? If you want to blame someone, blame it..."

Concubine Shu stretched out her fingers and gently pressed on Emperor Xuan's lips, her bright eyes filled with tears.

"Your Majesty, please don't say that. Don't let this cause the Queen and I to become alienated."

Shufei took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, and happened to meet Shen Zhaozhao's gaze.

Shen Zhaozhao immediately realized that he was looking at them too directly, and quickly retracted his gaze, waving his hands in panic.

Cheng Fu is an old man close to the emperor. He has always been careful and thoughtful, and acts prudently. He has never made several mistakes like he did today.

Emperor Xuan couldn't help but frowned and shouted in a deep voice: "Chengfu?"

Shen Zhaozhao bent over and walked over with small steps, and asked sincerely: "Your servant... Your servant is here, what do you want, Your Majesty?"

As soon as the words came out, Shen Zhaozhao shuddered. She was still not used to her own shrill and strange voice.

Emperor Xuan looked Shen Zhaozhao up and down, looking a little unhappy: "What's wrong with you today?"

Shen Zhaozhao's heart trembled and she broke into a cold sweat. Did he realize that she was not Cheng Fu herself?

"Your Majesty, I'm fine!" she replied uneasily.

Emperor Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly: "What's your expression now?"

The corners of Shen Zhaozhao's mouth twitched, and he tried his best to soothe his flushed face.

She was so desperate that she could not even cry, not for any other reason but mainly because she felt so suffocated.

In fact, she had wanted to relieve herself before, but she had the body of a eunuch and had prepared herself mentally, so she still couldn't take it lightly.

She had been holding it in since noon, and after Emperor Xuan's words just now, her desire to urinate became even stronger.

Oh, when can I get out of this body?

She really didn't want to face such an embarrassing situation.

Concubine Shu took a look at the sky and said, "Your Majesty, I will ask A Wu to come and have dinner with us."

After saying this, Concubine Shu's personal maid walked out and went to Changchun Palace to invite Princess Huimin over.

Shen Zhaozhao was quite curious about the heroine in An Yuanhou's dream. She kept her legs together and looked towards the door for several rounds.

When the pretty peach-colored figure appeared, Shen Zhaozhao's eyes suddenly lit up.

The girl had black hair in a bun, revealing a smooth and full forehead. Her face was fair, delicate and beautiful, but her lips were a little purple. Her figure was frail and graceful.

The most important thing is that, except for the teardrop mole at the right corner of her eye, her appearance looks somewhat similar to Yu Miaoyi.

Princess Huimin handed the pure white chubby cat in her arms to the maid and greeted Emperor Xuan and Concubine Shu in a polite manner.

Shen Zhaozhao imitated the palace maids and bowed to Princess Huimin.

Princess Huimin's eyes flashed with surprise, and she smiled playfully: "Eunuch Cheng, are you trying to make me happy on purpose?"

Emperor Xuan glanced at Shen Zhaozhao unhappily and scolded, "You are becoming more and more unruly."

How disgraceful it is for a eunuch to imitate the manners of a palace maid.

Shen Zhaozhao: “…” What did I do wrong again?

Meeting Shen Zhaozhao's confused eyes, Princess Huimin covered her mouth and smiled, then took the little white cat from the maid.

Concubine Shu pretended to blame him and said, "You carry a cat with you wherever you go. How can that be?"

Princess Huimin walked closer holding the white cat and raised one of its little paws as if to greet Concubine Shu.

"Mother, Tuanrong is very obedient. I like it. Besides, it is a birthday gift given to me by my father."

Princess Huimin looked towards Emperor Xuan, with a hint of mischief in her pair of bright and lively eyes.

She had been close to Emperor Xuan since childhood, and had a simple and lively personality, which made her very much loved by Emperor Xuan.

Emperor Xuan smiled dotingly: "If Ah Wu likes cats, then I will give you a few more."

"Father, I don't want any other cats." Princess Huimin curled her lips, "I only want Tuanfu."

She has raised Tuanrong since he was a kitten and has been raising him for two years now. She has already developed an affection for him. No other cat can compare to Tuanrong.

Concubine Shu tapped her forehead affectionately and said, "You will never grow up."

Princess Huimin smiled faintly: "I don't want to grow up. I just want to be my father's and mother's child forever."

"You are talking nonsense again." Concubine Shu smiled softly, "Your father has already chosen a husband for you."

Princess Huimin was shocked when she heard this.

She shook the fat cat in her arms, lowered her head to touch its round head, and muttered, "With a body like mine, why should I burden others?"