Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

The imperial garden is full of colorful flowers.

Your Majesty rarely has time to have the princess and the county lady accompany you to stroll in the imperial garden and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

"Yiran, I notice that you have been absent-minded and unhappy recently. What's the matter?"

Zhao Yiran had something on his mind, and he hesitated to speak for several times. Finally, he had the chance to speak:

"Uncle Huang, my niece has something to ask of you."

His Majesty looked at her with a smile, loving her from the bottom of his heart, and said with a doting face:

"What is it? Just tell me.

I have always loved you the most. If you have any worries, just tell me. "

Zhao Yiran heard this, confident of victory, blushed, and whispered:

"Uncle Royal, my niece has been in love with Master Taifu for a long time, but it is hard for him to be with you. I hope that Uncle Royal can help us to be together."

His Majesty was slightly stunned, then he laughed:

"Are you attracted to Xiao Jingheng? I think you and Xiao Jingheng are a match made in heaven, a perfect match indeed.

Haha, no wonder you always look worried lately, it turns out you have someone you like.

I have said that if you like someone, just tell me and I will definitely help you."

Zhao Yiran shyly stepped forward and took his arm, saying coquettishly:

"Uncle Emperor, you love your niece the most. If my niece's father knew about this, he would surely smile in his grave as he hopes that my niece will find a lifetime of happiness."

His Majesty sighed deeply, his eyes filled with sadness as he said:

"I have always had the best relationship with your father since we were young, and I have always loved this younger brother. It's a pity that he was born young and died.

It's a pity that you are all alone, left in this world without anyone to rely on.

I can only do my best to take care of you and make up for my guilt towards my deceased brother."

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the front.

Zhao Yiran looked up and saw Xiao Jingheng and Song Wanfeng walking towards them.

"Greetings to His Majesty, Princess, and Princess."

His Majesty suppressed his sadness and said with a faint smile:

"My dear Xiao, you have come at the right time. I have something to announce.

Yiran is interested in you, and I also think that you two are a perfect match, a talented couple.

Seeing that you are still unmarried, you are my most trusted right-hand man.

I will marry Yiran to you. Next month is an auspicious date. Why don’t you just get married right away?”

Xiao Jingheng was shocked when he heard this, and quickly looked at Zhao Yiran, only to see that her eyes were full of expectation. She bowed and said:

“Your Majesty, Princess Yiran is of noble status. How could this humble official be worthy of marrying Princess Yiran?

What's more, there are so many outstanding officials and nobles in the capital, Princess Yiran will find her ideal husband sooner or later.

I have always been in poor health, and it is hard to say how long I can live. I cannot harm Princess Yiran, so I hope Your Majesty will revoke your order."

Song Wanfeng couldn't help but worry for him. He had heard that Zhao Yiran was born to bring bad luck to her husband, and he was afraid that this marriage would turn into a funeral.

However, as a subject, he really couldn't say much in front of His Majesty.

Xiao Jingheng, you can only wish for the best.

His Majesty frowned and said unhappily:

"Xiao Aiqing, according to what you said, you are unwilling?

Princess Yiran is my most favorite child. Marrying her to you can be considered as marrying down to you.

Why are you still so picky? "

Xiao Jingheng sincerely disliked Zhao Yiran, and knelt down to ask His Majesty to withdraw his order:

"Your Majesty, I only want to serve the court and have no intention of starting a family.

Moreover, Princess Yiran is of noble status, and I am not worthy of her. I hope she can find another good husband."

Seeing that he was unwilling to agree to marry her, Zhao Yiran felt embarrassed and said unhappily:

"Master Taifu, according to what you said, I am not worthy of you?

Do you know that it is a great honor for you to win my favor?

I admit that you are talented, charming, and well-behaved, and are highly valued by the Emperor.

But you can't be too arrogant. You can't let a princess like me beg you in a humble way, right?"

Xiao Jingheng slowly raised his head and said sincerely:

"Princess Yiran, you are good at everything. With your conditions, you can find any man you want. Why do you choose me?"

Zhao Yiran was very angry with him. She didn't expect him to be so ruthless and make her lose face. She said angrily:

“Xiao Jingheng, no matter what you say, I will take it as your agreement.

I am angry now, and I must marry you, whether you like it or not."

Xiao Jingheng's expression suddenly changed, and he frowned and said:

"Princess Yiran, you don't like me, you hate me.

Marriage is a very sacred and beautiful thing, which means that the newlyweds will walk hand in hand into a new journey of life.

Why do you marry me out of spite? Such a marriage is unhappy."

His Majesty was silent for a moment, then said, “I will try my best to relieve the embarrassment.

"My dear Xiao, I understand your concerns.

I hope you can marry Yiran, support each other, and make greater contributions to the court."

Just when the atmosphere was solemn, Zhao Tianlin rushed over after hearing the news. He heard the conversation between his father and Xiao Jingheng from a distance, and knew very well that Xiao Jingheng would never marry Zhao Yiran.

The only solution now is to send the emperor away temporarily and then persuade him privately to revoke his decision.

Zhao Tianlin stepped forward and saluted respectfully:

"Your Majesty, I have come to an agreement on the salt tax. I hope you will make the final decision."

His Majesty glanced at Xiao Jingheng. He didn't expect that Xiao Jingheng had such a stubborn temper. He passed by him with an unhappy look.

"My dear Xiao, I hope you can take care of yourself."

Zhao Tianlin kept winking at Xiao Jingheng, indicating that he would take care of the matter and there was no need to worry.

Zhao Yiran was deeply dissatisfied with Xiao Jingheng's behavior and left angrily.

Xiao Jingheng, I know you like Song Wanyin, but you can't be together after all.

After everyone had left, Song Wanfeng stepped forward to help Xiao Jingheng up, and said with great sympathy for his situation:

"Jing Heng, this Princess Yi Ran is spoiled and arrogant. I'm afraid she won't let it go. What are you going to do?"

Xiao Jingheng pondered for a moment and said firmly:

"I firmly believe that Your Majesty will never force anyone to do anything. Compared with the country and the princess' marriage, Your Majesty knows which is more important.

If Your Majesty continues to press me, I will have no choice but to tell Your Majesty that I already have someone I like."

Song Wanfeng asked in surprise:

"What? You have someone you like? Who is it?"

There was a hint of meaning in Xiao Jingheng's eyes.

“Brother Wanfeng, you also know that person, and you are quite familiar with him.

Far away in the horizon, yet close at hand.”

After that, he left without looking back.

Song Wanfeng was still struggling with the deeper meaning of his words. After racking his brains, he still couldn't figure it out. He chased after him:

"Jingheng, wait a minute, explain yourself more clearly.

Who is your crush?