Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1960

Emperor Zhaowu tapped the armrest unconsciously with his knuckles. After a long while, he said, "Father, you have a good eye. However, I think Yan Qing is a pillar of our dynasty, and we must listen to her own ideas. If she doesn't want to enter the palace, we can't force her."

"Of course." Xiao Yunde raised his eyes and looked at his son. "A relationship between two people who love each other is the longest and most valuable relationship in this world. That's why I came to ask you. Since you said that you also like Yan Qing, then I will ask the Ministry of Rites to start making preparations."

Emperor Zhaowu was stunned, and only heard a rumbling sound in his ears. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is," Xiao Yunde paused and said calmly, "I have already consulted Yan Qing about this matter, and she nodded. When I asked you just now, you were also interested in her. Isn't this a win-win situation for everyone?"

Emperor Zhaowu suddenly froze, his knuckles turning white as he clenched the teacup tightly. "Everyone is very happy."

His hand gripping the teacup suddenly trembled, spilling a little tea onto the table. "Father..." He hastily stood up, his dark dragon robe swishing in the air. "Your Majesty..." he said, "I have memorials to review, so I'll take my leave now."

He turned and walked away, looking embarrassed.

Just as he stepped out of the door, he heard Xiao Yunde's majestic voice suddenly rang out, "Stop!"

Emperor Zhaowu was sweating profusely. He turned around and asked respectfully, "Father, do you have any other instructions?"

"The one you like is Xia'er." Xiao Yunde raised his hand and slapped the table, causing the teacup to jump three times.

Emperor Zhaowu was stunned, and felt annoyed as if someone had suddenly discovered his true thoughts. "I don't know what father is talking about."

Xiao Yunde stood up slowly, "You'd better not know what I'm talking about, otherwise you will only fail miserably."

Emperor Zhaowu then turned back inside, lifted up the corner of his robe and sat down again, "Father, let's take a step back. Isn't it normal that I am in love with Xia'er? In this world, how many women are as smart as her?"

Xiao Yunde was extremely shocked, "As expected!" He was just guessing, but he knew it would be revealed with just one trick.

Emperor Zhaowu's eyes were as dark as the night, but his voice was eerily calm. "On a grand scale, if Xia'er can become the heir of Beiyi, it will be a blessing for the people. On a smaller scale..."

"Shut up!" Xiao Yunde was so angry that he slammed the table and stood up, "She already has a prince consort!"

"But her husband is dead." Emperor Zhaowu refused to give in.

"Her husband died, leaving behind three children. I watched those three children being born with my own eyes," he suddenly lowered his voice, "I treat them like my own flesh and blood. Who else in this world can do that?"

Xiao Yunde laughed in anger, "Okay, so you have planned this long ago! What's the 'Son of Heaven guarding the country'? It's just to stay by her side!"

"The two things are not contradictory at all." Emperor Zhaowu admitted frankly, with a dark current in his eyes.

"Then go and ask Xia'er if she is willing?" Xiao Yunde rested his hands on the table, veins bulging on his hands.

Emperor Zhaowu's voice was as soft as a whisper, as sincere as a young man's. "I will leave the throne vacant until she can see me one day." He raised his eyes, a flicker of light in them. "Father, you should understand this feeling yourself. When you decided to set out to run towards her, even the biting wind turned into a spring breeze."

When he first decided to go to Iron Horse City, he couldn't sleep well all night. Every day of the journey was a record of his determination to go to her.

Xiao Yunde glanced at his son's passionate expression and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you take Chu Jun?"