Priceless: A widow with a baby asks the prince to marry again

The horses walked on the long blue bricks of the palace road, and the steady footsteps of their iron hooves made a crisp sound.

"Your Highness! His Majesty and Prince Kang are in the imperial study at the back, so the news should not have been passed in yet! If we hurry, we should be able to get there before His Majesty is forced to sign the edict!" Sun Zhizhao came running over, still abiding by the rule that one cannot ride a horse in the palace.

He smiled, but Baitiwu was still walking slowly. He pulled out a scroll from the horse's back with his big hand, opened it, and spread it in front of Sun Zhizhao.

"Show it to the soldiers. You are responsible for finding it and drowning it."

"Eighth Prince?"

Sun Zhizhao naturally recognized him. Chu Shiqi had always been against the prince, so it was not a pity to get rid of him, but now was an important moment for Prince Kang to rebel! Is it a good idea to divide the troops at this time?

"Huaqing Pond or Taihang Pond."

Leaving behind more detailed instructions, the tall figure rode his horse into the palace gate that divided the front and back.

The Imperial Study was where the emperor handled government affairs. Chu Tianming had been on the throne for more than 20 years. If one counted the hours carefully, ten years had passed here.

"Father! Sign the abdication edict! I swear I will never hurt you in the slightest! You can spend your remaining years in the palace or at a designated place outside!"

The imperial edict, which only contained the name and signature of the person, was displayed on the table. King Kang then put the pen dipped in ink into his wrinkled hand!

There were no weapons pointed at the emperor, but Chu Tianming seemed to have no other choice as he was surrounded by the imperial guards who obeyed the tiger talisman.

However, Chu Tianming smiled, drew a vertical line on the edict, and threw the pen down.

“Why won’t you write?!”

Prince Kang could not help but excitedly grab the emperor's right hand which was used for writing!

"Heh..." Chu Tianming sneered and shook his head, saying, "Go and take down the box on the top shelf on the north side."

King Kang was filled with doubts.

"Go get it."

King Kang was suspicious and instructed his assistant to take down the box.

"open to take a look."

It was a long and narrow box inlaid with rare treasures. When it was opened, there was a bright yellow scroll embroidered with pictures of dragons and tigers roaring!

Chu Shikun could recognize it naturally! This was an imperial decree of the highest standard! Could it be that the emperor had secretly appointed a crown prince! Except for the eyes, his face was similar to Chu Tianming's, and he couldn't help showing anticipation!

The scroll slowly unfolded, and confusion gradually appeared on his handsome face. The ink on this edict was old, and it seemed to be several decades old...

...pass the throne to Chu Tianhua!

Chu was shocked at the moment! He looked at his father who had been sitting firmly on the throne for more than 20 years!

The young hand quickly closed the scroll! He even looked at his assistant who might have seen the contents with a critical look!

"No need to worry about it, it's just a piece of paper."

The emperor smiled faintly, playing with a crystal jade plate in his left hand, and looked at the commander of the imperial guards in the corner with his wrinkled eyes.

"bass!"

Order the saber to be unsheathed.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Countless swords then revealed their sharp edges! They were all aimed at King Kang!

"what is this?"

Seeing this, Chu Shikun knew that the situation was hopeless, but he still looked at Chu Tianming with unwillingness, like an ignorant teenager...

"The Dragon Card can command three people."

Chu Tianming handed over the jade token and said, "It's just a piece of stone. If you hold it in front of me, the three of them will only listen to me."

"The commander of the Imperial Guards, the General Zhenyuan? And what else..." Chu Shikun murmured, seeming a little confused...

"It should be the Minister of War." A low voice came from far away.

The emperor frowned slightly but did not look surprised.

Chu Shikun heard the voice, but he had already lost hope. He thought he was good enough and his father should recognize him, but he realized that in his father's eyes he was just a toddler...

"Kun'er, get out of the way!"

The hand that had crawled over the wrinkles pulled Chu Shikun away with force!

But it only allowed Chu Shikun to see a cold light penetrate into his chest!

"Chu Shiyu!"

The emperor had never seen such a look of shock and anger on his face!

The imperial guards all around pointed their weapons at Prince Duan!

Chu Shiyu let go, leaving the sword in his hand on Chu Shikun, and said calmly: "Your son is late to protect you."

Chu Tianming hugged his eldest son tremblingly! Looking at the sword that had pierced his heart, he was horrified! He shouted angrily: "Kun'er has already lost! Why did you kill him?!"

"Father cares a lot about my eldest brother?"

Chu Shiyu curled his lips and smiled, "My second brother is stupid, my fourth brother is dead, and my sixth brother is missing. Father should know the reasons, but he is not so angry."

Chu Shikun, with a pale face, was powerless to recover, but the sword was not drawn, which delayed his death. At this moment, he was distracted by the fear of dying and looked up at the pair of eyes above that were not like his own.

"They were killed or injured in the fight! Kun'er is doomed to fail! How dare you kill him in front of me?!"

Chu Tianming originally thought that he didn't care much, but when he saw the long sword stabbing at him, he just wanted to save his Kun'er at all costs!

"Then father, are you going to kill me?" Chu Shiyu walked towards the commander of the Imperial Guards, who was pointing a long knife at his heart.

Chu Tianming glared without saying anything.

But the commander of the Imperial Guards who had followed the emperor for many years naturally understood the emperor's intentions. He kept retracting his long sword until he had no room to retreat and simply put it away!

"How dare you be so sure?" Chu Tianming's tone was calm, only a drop of turbid tear fell on the young face, and his old hands gently closed the pair of eyes that were still confused until death.

"I am the last Gu in this game, and my father has no choice." Chu Shiyu bent down and picked up the old imperial edict that fell on the ground.

"Qier?!" Chu Tianming understood immediately!

“It won’t be that cold in the fall.”

Chu Shiyu took the bright yellow scroll that he had never even glanced at, lit it on the palace lantern, and when it was halfway burned, he extinguished the flame with his boots. Then he picked it up again, unfolded it, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Even if I keep my eighth brother, Father should know that he is far inferior to me...but it is better to be safe."

The emperor put down his gradually cooling body, stood up, and looked at the last beast in the Colosseum with complicated eyes. His successor was just as he expected, powerful and ruthless...

"Perhaps, I am not as good as you."

In a rebellion, two princes who had hopes of becoming emperor died.

The external version was that Prince Kang rebelled and was killed by Prince Duan, and the Eighth Prince was anxious to get back to the throne, but unfortunately he was drowned in a pond by the rebels.

the truth?

Except for the virtuous imperial concubine who was imprisoned for "madness", no one cared. Five and seven were too late to become powerful again. The emperor was in poor health. The future ruler of Daxia must be Prince Duan!

Even if the edict to appoint a crown prince has not been issued, it is just a piece of paper that is missing.

But Chu Shiyu was under even greater pressure. He had not yet married, and all the civil and military officials in the court were anxious. How could a crown prince of a country be without an heir?

"Your Majesty, please pick one at random. At least she must give birth to a prince! Otherwise, the people will be unstable!"

Duan Chou, Gu Qinglian, Sun Zhizhao and other followers took turns to persuade him, saying implicitly that the royal family's private affairs are not private matters!

Ruifeng's eyes swept across the unfolded book on the desk, but they were full of annoyance!

"Don't want these."

When he thought about doing intimate things with them, he felt that he would rather not sit on the throne. What fun was there in being the king of a country when he had to force himself to even share the bed with the people he was sleeping in?

"Your Highness! All the courting-age ladies in the capital between thirteen and eighteen are here! It's a pity that Miss Fang Qiu is already married, otherwise she would be a good match for you."

Chu Shiyu remained silent. He didn't like Fang Qiu either. Besides, it was not Fang Qiu who controlled the army after all. The power gained through a woman was not stable and was not worth his sacrifice.

Seeing that the prince no longer looked at the table, Sun Zhizhao suggested, "Why don't you tell us what kind of woman you like, and we'll help you find one. As long as you like her, you can put aside her family background for now. Once you have children, we can slowly look for someone suitable in all aspects later."

"That's not appropriate. It's best if the eldest son is born of the legitimate wife." Gu Qinglian retorted.

Chu Shiyu has fallen into deep thought. What kind of woman does he like?

So far, only one person has left a ripple in his heart.

But she was not suitable in any way... If she didn't have a child, if she didn't love her late husband so much, he might have brought her back two years ago?

When I left, I was still unaware of it, thinking it was just a fleeting heartbeat. But after we left, I gradually discovered that the heartbeat can reappear in my memory.

When he sees the green mountains, he thinks of her coming down the mountain barefoot; when he sees the people busy, he thinks of her sweat from working; when he hears others praising a woman’s beauty, he feels disdainful…

The traces left on my heart have become more hazy and beautiful with the passage of time and distance. The gentle ripples have now become an unforgettable memory, and I worry that I will never have the same feeling again in this life.

"Your Majesty! If this continues, not only us, but also His Majesty will be restless! When the time comes for the arranged marriage, you won't be able to choose! Why don't you pick someone you like now!"

Pleasant to the eye? Although I am not suitable in every aspect, if I were to go to Wushan with her...

Chu Shiyu suddenly stood up with a burning feeling in his heart. Why not? Those things that are not suitable can be adjusted, but the feeling of liking is hard to find again.

"Your Majesty?"

"Let Myanmar send a letter of invitation. I will go to the southwest border."

"Your safety is more important now than ever before. Your Majesty will not agree to a simple invitation, right?" Duan Chou said in embarrassment.

Chu Shiyu walked out without blinking, saying, "Prince Miaoyu abdicated."

"Isn't this the one who is most loyal to the prince?!" Sun Zhizhao was surprised.

However, Prince Duan had already gone. Gu Qinglian thought for a moment and said hesitantly, "I have heard that he is not good at governing and lacks talent. The prince should have given him the opportunity to abdicate because of his loyalty."

"Then who should we give it to? Will the situation in the southwest become unstable if we change it?" Duan Chou didn't know much about Mian Yu's situation.

"Only one of the twelve subordinates can ascend the throne. However, all twelve were chosen by the prince, and none of them would dare to harm Daxia... It's just that the frequent changes of kings..." Sun Zhizhao was worried, but then he thought, he never needed to worry about the prince's foresight.

...

The road ahead was much wider than when I left. There was a large area of ​​houses on the roadside outside the village. Even before I got close, I could hear the crowing of roosters inside.

The middle-aged farmer who was busy among the houses raised his head and looked at the large group of aggressive outsiders in surprise, his eyes fell on the familiar face of the leader.

"You are... the one Xiao Cui saved before?"

"Well, where is she?" Chu Shiyu became a little warmer.

But it was still strange and serious to the middle-aged farmer, he was alert and silent.

But the other middle-aged man with scars on his face showed surprise! Was it this man who gave a valuable gift after recovering from his injury?! Only then could Liu Cui afford such a large breeding business!

"Xiao Cui should be at home! I'll take you there!"

The middle-aged farmer immediately said anxiously: "Brother! You didn't even ask who this person is! What do you want to do!"

"This gentleman is obviously a rare talent. What can he do?" The scarred man smiled flatteringly and led the way.

But Chu Shiyu didn't need a guide, he remembered how to get there.

Bai Ti Wu walked forward arrogantly and almost knocked the scarred man to the ground!

The sound of horse hooves disturbed the tranquility of the remote mountain village.

The villagers either stayed indoors or watched from afar, most of them with anxious looks on their faces. They saw that the houses of the village female doctor, the female enlightenment teacher, and the nobleman who brought Dongshan Village wealth were all surrounded!

Dongshan Village has changed a lot, but this farmhouse is still the same as I remember.

Chu Shiyu dismounted at the gate of the courtyard and suddenly hesitated. Did he really want to disturb her peace?

But he soon saw the woman leaning on the recliner in the yard, putting down the book in her hand and looking at the door in surprise.

The memory is not overly embellished.

She is more beautiful...

His pounding heart told him that, yes, he wanted to have her.

"Are you... Jade?" She looked panicked.

Jade was the nickname he gave himself as it was inconvenient to reveal his identity at that time.

Waving his hand and asking everyone to move away, he said as gently as possible: "My name is Chu Shiyu."

She was still full of anxiety, looking at the retreating soldiers outside, and also observing him, and asked timidly: "What are you doing?"

He glanced around and spoke in a softer voice, "Where's Qin Hao? I want to take him to the capital to receive instruction."

Her expression eased slightly, and she said softly, "Thank you for your kindness, but Qin Hao has already found a famous teacher... By the way, thank you for sending me a huge sum of money, so that I don't have to worry about his tuition."

"But a huge sum of gold is too heavy. It's good that you're here. Take the money back with you." She took a step forward and motioned for him to follow her into the house.

"Didn't you use it?" In the past two years, Chu Shiyu did not completely ignore her. He arranged people to secretly protect her and find out her news.

She paused for a moment and then returned to normal, saying jokingly, "I've used it and earned it back, so you won't charge me interest, right?"

"When did I say I would take it back! That is a thank you gift for saving my life!" Chu Shiyu couldn't help but get a little angry. There was no reason to take back a gift that had been given away.

She turned her head, showing a timid look again, and asked tentatively: "So, are you just passing by to visit?"

Chu Shiyu couldn't think of any other reasonable excuses, but he had come all the way here, and his purpose was set, so he could only express his feelings as gently as possible: "I want to marry you and take you back to the capital."

Her face turned pale with horror, and she stared into his eyes as if trying to figure out whether it was a joke or not. However, after staring at him for a long time, her expression became increasingly uglier.

"I am married with children."

"The predecessor has passed away for three years. I will treat Qin Hao well."

Chu Shiyu walked forward and gently pulled her hand. Her conditions had improved in the past two years and she didn't have to work so hard, so there were only slight calluses on her hands.

She pulled her hand out! He didn't want to let go so he held it tighter! She pulled it out even harder!

The two sides competed... until they heard the sound of finger bones "clicking"!

He hurriedly let go and asked, "I'm sorry, are you hurt?"

She didn't answer, and put her hands behind her back, looked at him with a look of rejection and said, "I don't like you, and I won't go to the capital with you."

He had expected the answer, but it still made him unhappy, but he was not stupid enough to fight with her at this time.

He still looked gentle, but said something that could not be refuted: "I will definitely take you away."