New Song Dynasty: My Wife is an Imperial Princess

After this battle, the already weakened Seventh Princess fell seriously ill. The city's physicians examined her several times, but to no avail.

In just two days, Wanyan Xi seemed to have lost a lot of weight and completely lost her former radiance.

Zhao Yingluo also knew that if this continued, Wanyan Xi would definitely not be able to hold on, and even if she recovered, she would be left with a chronic illness. But this matter was really difficult to resolve. After all, marrying Zhuo Luwang was the decree of the Great Jin Emperor. Could Wanyan Xi really be allowed to disobey the decree?

"Well, what's meant to happen will happen eventually."

By the third day, Wanyan Xi knew she couldn't escape it any longer, so she could only sigh and choose to comply.

So what if she was the most beloved daughter of the Jin emperor? In the end, she ended up like Zhao Yingluo, who was sent to marry a foreign ruler, without even the right to choose her own husband.

The saying "The imperial family is the most ruthless" is absolutely true.

Standing alone by the window, Wan Yanxi watched a pair of birds chasing each other on the branches outside the window as they flew into the distance. How she wished she could also sprout wings and fly out of the cage to freedom.

Unfortunately, the arranged marriage was a done deal, and no one could change it. She was destined to marry Zhuo Luwang. Even if Wanyan Xi chose to end her own life at this time, her body would probably be sent to the Zhuo Lu tribe.

Just as she was about to resign herself to her fate, a creak came from behind her, the door was pushed open, and a figure walked in from outside, standing behind Wan Yanxi. Tang Qian's expression was extremely solemn.

"If the princess does not wish to marry, she may simply nod her head, and I will take care of the rest."

Tang Qian's words made Wanyan Xi tremble slightly, but after a moment, she regained her composure. Her voice was low and deep, like a still pond: "This is Father Emperor's decree. Even if I am unwilling a thousand times, what can I do?"

"The Jurchens were martial..."

"no!"

Tang Qian had only uttered half a sentence when Wanyan Xi suddenly turned around and interrupted him. After staring at her already swollen and red eyes for a moment, Tang Qian rubbed his forehead, which was covered with dark lines, and smiled bitterly: "Does Your Highness think I would go and fight Zhuo Luwang to the death?"

Not to mention that Tang Qian was completely ignorant of martial arts and couldn't even ride a horse properly, Zhuo Luwang was, after all, a tribal prince who had been practicing swordsmanship on horseback since childhood. Even if he wasn't a famous general, he could easily defeat ten Tang Qians.

What era are we living in? Still using that European aristocratic style of fighting for love with swords? Tang Qian would never do something so unreliable.

"What I mean is that the heroes of the Great Jin should be tempered by the flames of war. Soon the Jin army will march south, which will be the time for the warriors of the Great Jin to make their mark. If Zhuo Luwang goes to the battlefield, he will inevitably be caught in the crossfire. If he dies on the walls of Tokyo, won't the princess's engagement be automatically dissolved?"

"If he's lucky enough to escape unscathed from the battlefield, what should I do then?"

Tang Qian remained silent for a moment, also making a difficult choice deep in his heart.

The Jingkang Incident occurred shortly afterward, which was also the moment he began his escape plan to the south. If his plans were exposed at that time, they would likely be ruined.

After exchanging a glance with Wanyan Xi, Tang Qian took a deep breath and spoke with unusual calmness and determination: "If Zhuo Luwang is lucky enough to survive, I will take you away from Youzhou."

"You're taking me away?" Wanyan Xi suddenly turned around, her eyes filled with astonishment, followed by a sense of relief. "My Great Jin is ultimately not your homeland. It's normal for you to be so determined to leave. It seems you've already started planning how to head south."

“That’s right.” Originally, Wan Yanxi thought Tang Qian would give her a perfunctory explanation, but his straightforwardness caught her off guard. “From the day I arrived in Youzhou, I have been planning to escape south every moment, but it is also true that I want to take you with me.”

Wanyan Xi stared intently at the thin man she had fallen for, her face expressionless, but her heart was in turmoil. She could tell that Tang Qian had no intention of hiding his feelings for her. If it weren't for a trace of reason and morality holding her back, she would have already thrown herself into Tang Qian's arms.

"Before, because of your status as the Great Jin Princess, I certainly dared not overstep the bounds. I also knew that you could not abandon your parents, so I could only do my best to help you govern Youzhou. Since you are unwilling to marry that Zhuo Luwang as your father wishes, I will naturally take you away."

Wanyan Xi wanted to ask Tang Qian how he planned to lead her and his entire family away from Youzhou, but when faced with his sudden embrace around her waist, the high and mighty Seventh Princess of the Great Jin forgot to resist and let Tang Qian press her head against his not-so-broad chest.

"Don't worry, if I dare to say that, I will definitely be able to do it."

Hearing Tang Qian's strong and powerful heartbeat, Wan Yanxi, who was originally somewhat at a loss, suddenly calmed down. From this moment on, the man in front of her was her only support in this life. As long as she could stay by his side, even if there was an abyss of no return ahead, she would jump with him.

In the Seventh Princess's boudoir, the two of them snuggled together without any restraint, throwing all feudal etiquette and distinctions of rank to the back of their minds.

"Okay, I'll wait for the day we head south together."

If the plan to escape south fails, Tang Qian will inevitably die, and I will follow him. If we cannot be husband and wife in the mortal world, it would be good to travel together on the road to the underworld.

So, on the fourth day after arriving in Youzhou City, Zhuo Luwang, who had been waiting for news at the post station, finally entered the princess's residence once again.

What made him somewhat resentful was that he was once again greeted by the Seventh Princess's maid, Miss Xiao Li.

Looking at the maidservant glaring at him, Zhuo Luwang sneered inwardly. Just wait, after I marry the princess by imperial decree, you, my concubine, will have your day to cry.

"My princess is unwell and has no energy to meet with the prince, so today I will be the one to deliver this message."

"The princess is unwell and should indeed rest well. I would not want the bride to be sickly on the wedding day; that would not be beautiful."

Xiao Li's eyes narrowed slightly, her anger already surging, but she managed to suppress it: "Her Highness said that her husband must be a brave and unparalleled young general who can take on a hundred men single-handedly, so that he can help His Majesty conquer all directions. How about arranging for Prince Zhuo Lu's martial arts? Would that make my Highness look at him differently?"