Appointing a General as a Concubine: Where Can General Xiao Escape?

A resolute light flashed in Qi Minxiu's eyes: "Marry her as the principal wife."

"How dare you!" the emperor shouted, circling him. "Although she has made great military achievements and sacrificed much for the country, she is now dead. How can she marry you?"

"A ghost marriage, in the name of love, blossoms among the flowers of the other shore. Two souls are connected, crossing the boundary between life and death. I, your son, only wish to share my unfinished love with General Xiao."

The grief he expressed made the emperor furious.

"Ghost marriage?! Min'er, do you know what you are talking about?"

"If it weren't for her, I would still be a useless person. I beg Your Majesty to grant me the marriage of General Xiao and hold the wedding as a ghost marriage."

The emperor looked at him in disbelief and paced back and forth in front of him: "You are really a demon. If she were still alive, I could still consider it.

Now, you are separated by the Yin and Yang, and marriage is absolutely impossible. Today, I will choose a Princess Chen who is worthy of you. Withdraw!"

Qi Minxiu looked up at him stubbornly, then stood up, walked outside the hall, and knelt at the gate in the scorching sun.

The emperor looked at his actions, snorted angrily and left.

Concubine Liang followed behind him, unable to hide the smug smile on her face.

His legs had already healed, and she was still worried that he might hinder Qi Yue's path to becoming the crown prince.

I didn't expect him to be so foolish as to anger the emperor for a dead woman. It was really God's help to her.

At night, a rainstorm hit. The emperor was reviewing memorials in the Qinzheng Hall when he suddenly thought of Qi Minxiu. He summoned the eunuch and asked him where he was. As expected, he had not left yet.

"Go tell that rebellious son that I do not agree with what he said, and send someone to send him back to Prince Chen's palace."

Qi Minxiu knelt in the rain, his back straight, showing no intention of giving up.

When Concubine Liang heard about this, she had the eunuch who was going to report to the emperor stopped.

The emperor waited for a long time for a reply and thought that Qi Minxiu had left. As a result, when he was about to go to the morning court the next day, the eunuch in charge came to him hurriedly to report that Qi Minxiu had fainted.

Changle Palace.

The emperor postponed the morning court session, changed out of his court robes, and sat beside the bed with an anxious look on his face as he looked at Qi Minxiu, whose face was pale.

After the imperial physician took his pulse, he knelt down cautiously and bowed his head: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Chen has caught a cold and his knees are severely damaged. I'm afraid the leg disease has recurred."

"Now that you know the patient's condition, why don't you hurry up and prepare the medicine?" The emperor looked at him angrily. Although his voice was not loud, it was very shocking.

This Changle Palace was the palace where Qi Minxiu's biological mother lived during her lifetime.

Since her passing, the emperor has ordered that this place be isolated and protected from the outside world.

Apart from him occasionally staying overnight, only Qi Minxiu could come and go freely.

Anyone else who dares to step into this palace will be beheaded.

Qi Minxiu is the only child he has with the woman he loves most. Now that his leg injury has healed, he must not make any more mistakes.

"Didn't I ask you to send him back yesterday? He knelt in the rain all night, and no one came to report to me!"

The emperor slammed the table angrily, frightening everyone in the hall and making them kneel down immediately.

The young eunuch bent his body and trembled as he said, "This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

How dare he say that he met the eunuch from Concubine Liang's palace last night, and he told him that the emperor was angry and there was no need to keep bothering him with the affairs of His Royal Highness Prince Chen.

Prince Chen angered the Emperor, but kneeling down wouldn't be a big deal. Besides, as a small eunuch who was in charge of delivering messages, he might be the target of His Majesty's anger.

Now that I think about it, he fell into Concubine Liang's trap.

Prince Chen is the emperor's favorite prince. Although he was furious with him yesterday, it can be seen from the emperor's nervousness today that Prince Chen holds a special place in his heart.

The young eunuch sorted out the interests involved in his mind in a moment.

The emperor glanced at him sharply and ordered casually: "Take him away and give him thirty strokes of the cane."

The young eunuch's face changed slightly, his lips turned white with fear, and before he could even beg for mercy he was dragged away by the guards.

Qi Minxiu was in a coma for three days. The first thing he did after waking up was to ask the emperor to agree to his ghost marriage with Xiao Mo.

The emperor's attitude this time was not as tough as last time, but he still had no intention of agreeing.

Qi Minxiu dragged his sick body and knelt before him: "Father, she saved me twice, and my heart has long been entangled with hers."

"Do you know who you are?" the emperor asked him calmly.

He gritted his teeth, raised his head and looked him in the eye: "If Your Majesty is afraid that my actions will have some negative impact, I am willing to be a commoner."

"For a dead man, are you determined to go against me like this? A commoner? You've lived in luxury for twenty-two years. Do you know what life is like for a commoner?"

"This son is not speaking out of anger. I am saying this simply to let Father know that regarding the ghost marriage, this son will not back down."

After saying these words, Qi Minxiu suddenly started coughing violently.

The emperor instinctively bent down to help him up: "When you meet someone you really like, you will regret what you did today."

Qi Minxiu shook his head, stroked his chest and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "We can talk about the future later. For now, this is the only way for me to feel better.

Your Majesty, Father, has also experienced the loss of a loved one, so why can't you be more understanding of me?"

The emperor had never seen such emotion in his eyes.

Even when he learned that he could no longer walk, and even when his mother passed away, he never showed such an expression.

"You must have her?"

"It has to be her."

The emperor lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then sighed in a compromise: "It's up to you to do what you want. I won't interfere, but you must be moderate in what you do."

Last night, Yu Zhaoyi came to deliver snacks to the emperor and saw Qi Minxiu kneeling outside the palace.

Feeling depressed, the emperor told the emperor about his plan to arrange a ghost marriage.

He originally wanted Yu Zhaoyi to stand on his side and talk to Qi Minxiu, but Yu Zhaoyi said that if he really wanted to do it, she would do it.

The emperor was furious, and she quickly knelt down and explained that Xiao Mo was a dead man anyway, and it would not hurt anyone or benefit anyone if she did it.

Maybe if I understand Qi Minxiu's thoughts, he will open his heart and get close to other women after a while.

It would be the biggest loss if the relationship between father and son was destroyed because of a deceased person.

The emperor thought it made sense, so he decided to agree to his request reluctantly whenever he mentioned the matter again, but he almost killed him.

Hearing the emperor's answer, Qi Minxiu smiled happily, "Your Majesty, your words are not to be trifled with. Since your Majesty has agreed, you cannot go back on your word."

As he spoke, he took the cloak and put it on. Seeing this, Ling Su beside him helped him pack his things.

The emperor held his flustered hand and said, "But you have to promise me one thing."

"Father, please speak."

"Just recuperate here in Changle Palace and then go back and do it."

Qi Minxiu breathed a sigh of relief and agreed immediately.