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

When Qi Yue returned to the imperial city, he happened to catch the wedding that Qi Minxiu held for Xiao Mo.

He went to Prince Chen's Mansion in disbelief. Looking at the hall full of guests and the red and white wedding and funeral decorations, a nameless anger instantly ignited in his heart.

He crossed the front yard and quickly came to the front hall. From a distance, he saw Qi Minzheng getting married with someone.

Who is this person? Is he Xiao Mo's replacement?

Qi Yue pushed through the crowd and walked closer to take a look, puzzled. It turned out that the person standing on Qi Minxiu's left was a paper man with the same figure as Xiao Mo.

She was wearing a wedding dress and a veil, and her whole body exuded a strangeness.

"Qi Minxiu, are you crazy?" Qi Yue couldn't help but interrupt their couple's greeting.

Qi Minxiu looked at him coldly without saying a word, and turned back to continue the ceremony of husband and wife bowing to each other.

Qi Yue became angrier and angrier as he watched. He walked up to him with a gloomy face and grabbed his hand: "What are you doing? You are so selfish. You won't let her go even though she's dead."

Qi Minxiu shook his hand away and looked into his eyes coldly.

"Amo originally promised to marry me when she came back this time. I'm just fulfilling my promise."

"Humph, if she really wanted to marry you, she would have agreed when you asked the emperor for her hand in marriage. This is just your one-sided statement."

Qi Yue confronted him with a tense attitude, and none of the high-ranking officials present dared to speak.

The deadlock was finally broken by the appearance of someone: "Your Highness, you are back. The Queen is waiting for you in Yongyang Palace."

The young eunuch's voice was shrill, and Qi Yue felt even more annoyed after hearing it.

He knew that what was happening before him was a foregone conclusion and could not be stopped. Staying here would only make him more depressed, so he followed the young eunuch and left Prince Chen's Mansion.

In Yongyang Palace, Concubine Liang was waiting for Qi Yue with anticipation, but the first thing Qi Yue said after he arrived was to question why he didn't stop Qi Minxiu from doing whatever he wanted.

Concubine Liang pursed her lips and said with a nonchalant smile, "He is not my son, why should I care about him?

Besides, a ghost marriage between him and Xiao Mo isn't necessarily a bad thing."

"What do you mean?"

"You three are the only adult princes suitable to be crown princes. Qi Minxiu has lost the emperor's favor because of this incident, and Qi Suyuan is incompetent. Who else can take on the position of crown prince besides you?"

Qi Yue looked at his ambitious mother with cloudy eyes: "Mother, you forgot that the emperor has three sons."

Concubine Liang laughed heartily and sat down on the chaise longue with a charming figure: "One is six years old, one is four years old, and the other is still in swaddling clothes.

If your father were to abandon his third son, who has defended his country, and instead choose his younger son, whose mind is still not fully developed, as his heir, I would definitely make him…"

"Mother, do you know what crime it is for concubines in the harem to discuss state affairs?" Qi Yue interrupted Concubine Liang's complacent words in a stern voice.

Concubine Liang's pupils tightened, and she looked at him sharply: "What does it matter if it's a living crime or a death sentence? I have been discussing it for years."

Qi Yue looked at her deeply, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Seeing him looking at her like that, Concubine Liang softened her gaze and smiled, pulling him aside to sit down.

"Yue'er, don't be angry. If you can't spend your life with a living person, how can you stay together with a dead person? It's just deceiving yourself."

He knew very well that Qi Minxiu was seeking comfort for himself, but he didn't want him to do it in this way.

But the fact is already established, and there is nothing he can do.

Qi Yue stood up, his eyes as deep as a lake swept across Concubine Liang's face, and he bowed to her: "Your son is tired, so I will return home first."

Concubine Liang frowned slightly in worry, raised her hand and only touched his sleeve, and he turned around and left without looking back.

The maid came forward and gently held her hand. She asked the maid without moving her head or eyes, "Will he blame me?"

"Your Highness will understand the Empress's good intentions." The maid whispered comfortingly, "General Xiao's death is not a bad thing. Otherwise, given Your Highness's temperament, he might act on his emotions in the future."

Concubine Liang nodded carefully and sat back on the couch: "Go and ask the emperor to come to Yongyang Palace and tell him that I have a headache."

"Yes."

At night, Qi Yue sat alone in the room where Xiao Mo used to live and got drunk. He had never been drunk in his life.

On the other side, Qi Minxiu, dressed in wedding clothes, was also sitting at the table, drinking cup after cup of wedding wine.

On the table were letters that Xiao Mo had written to him when she went to war, from the shy and awkward ones at the beginning to the generous expressions of love later.

He flipped through the letters again and again, tracing the words on them stroke by stroke.

Seven days later.

"It's up to heaven, the emperor decreed.

Today we have the prince Qi Yue, who is gifted and intelligent, and possesses both virtue and morality. He is qualified to be a pillar of the country and the hope of the country.

In accordance with the system of our ancestors and the will of Heaven and the people, we have appointed Qi Yue as the Crown Prince and seat him in the Eastern Palace, in order to restore the rule for thousands of years and win the hearts of the people throughout the world.

From now on, Qi Yue should strictly observe the duties of a subject, study hard and cultivate himself, so as to prepare for the responsibility of inheriting the throne in the future.

I will also personally instruct him, hoping that he will be both virtuous and talented and live up to everyone's expectations. You, the ministers, should each perform your duties, assist the Crown Prince, overcome the difficulties together, and achieve a prosperous era.

Announce it to the world, and the envoys will hear about it.

Admire this. "

In the court, Qi Yue kowtowed when he received the order, and all the civil and military officials also knelt down to receive the order.

However, on such a happy day, Concubine Liang's face was almost broken by laughter, but he was depressed and not very happy.

He thought, if only Xiao Mo were still alive, now that he had become the crown prince, he would have plenty of ways to make her the crown princess.

But "if" is just "if", those who have gone will never come back.

In the second month after Qi Yue became the crown prince, Concubine Liang proposed to the emperor to choose a crown princess for him, and there were three candidates.

He had not let go of Xiao Mo yet, so he rejected their arrangement.

Another month later, in the court.

"The Emperor, by the Mandate of Heaven, proclaims:

Xiao Mo, the daughter of the prime minister, was a woman of extraordinary martial arts and loyal to her country. She had made many remarkable achievements and made great contributions to the country of Dayao. Unfortunately, she was ambushed by the enemy during the battle in the western border and died a heroic death.

I feel deeply saddened and posthumously confer the title of Marquis of Xiding on him to show the world his loyalty and bravery.

Although General Xiao Mo has passed away, his spirit lives on. I and my descendants will always remember his achievements and inspire future generations. I decree this."

The emperor issued this imperial decree because Xiao Wenbo took the lead among the civil servants and wanted to fight for a higher status for Xiao Mo.

Although she is no longer with us, her status can bring a lot of glory to his Prime Minister's Mansion.

The emperor was troubled by the endless memorials from those old ministers. After thinking for a while, he decided that since the ministers were no longer around, it didn't matter how high the titles were, so he agreed.