The student studied hard for ten years in a humble window for the sake of fame and wealth, and to honor his ancestors; the wives and concubines in the inner house fought for favor and power; the emperor's family fought openly and secretly, with swords and swords flashing, for the supreme chair.
From emperors, generals and ministers to traffickers and pawns, few people can regard their feelings as food. Even the most intimate couple is not as important as glory and wealth.
What's more, once a man in the world has power, three wives and four concubines are the norm. Who will guard one woman throughout his life?
If she hadn't had an experience in her previous life and had never witnessed Sicang being pierced by thousands of arrows to avenge her, even if Yun Zishu liked him, she probably wouldn't have given up all her trust so easily.
But she happened to see it.
If a person can avenge her, die for her, and feel sad and desperate because of her death, she feels that even if he comes to the 95th in the future, the most important thing in his heart will still be her.
Or to take a step back, even if there is that eventuality, she feels that she has nothing to lose. After all, he has devoted himself to her once in the previous life, so what if she just returns his love to him this time?
"Sicang." Yun Zishu considered it for a moment and spoke seriously, "You should know that my martial arts skills are not as good as yours, and my strategy is not as good as yours. Women are actually slightly inferior to men in all aspects. Even if I really become the Empress of Yong, don't you
Are you going to separate the two places from me and let each of you take charge of one country?"
"Of course not." Sicang shook his head, "From now on, Dongyou can belong to Dayong."
"This is definitely not possible. Dongyou cannot be plunged into civil strife because of me." Yun Zishu smiled, "It is you who obey Fu Nanchuan and Huangfu Lingfeng's orders, and you are the one they are willing to obey and be loyal to. If one day in the future you say this
Both Dayong and Dongyou will be controlled by a woman, and they will never agree."
Si Cang pursed his lips and remained silent.
"Of course, you may have your own way to get them to agree, but this kind of agreement is never willing." Yun Zishu sighed softly, "Dayong is weaker than Dongyou. I can be annexed by Dongyou in the future.
Accept it, but if the powerful country of Dongyou becomes a tributary of Dayong, not to mention what these generals in Dongyou think, will you become a sinner in the hearts of Dongyou's courtiers? How can they deserve the cowardly and incompetent people of the Dayong royal family?
?”
Sicang looked at her without saying a word.
"If you can love me, respect me, and never change your mind for the rest of your life, I will be just like a queen if you don't become a queen. If you change your mind, even if I take the position of queen, I can't stop you from changing your mind." Yun Zishu stretched out her hand and stroked him.
He slowly scratched his neck to his chest, "Anyway, Dayong is not Dongyou's opponent, and I won't be your opponent, so the result won't be the same?"
Si Cang grabbed her hand that was stirring up the fire, and said in a low and calm voice: "Your Highness, don't you think what you said at this time is too rational?"
Yun Zishu hummed: "She is indeed quite sensible. She rationally realizes that she is not suitable for that position."
"No." Sicang's voice was firm, with some incomprehensible persistence, "No one is more suitable for that position than His Highness."
Yun Zishu was puzzled: "Why?"
"Because power is only reliable if it is in your own hands. No one else can be trusted, even me -"
"Shh." Yun Zishu raised her hand to touch his lips, her tone a little more domineering, "Just remember whose name is engraved on your body and whose mark is branded on you. If you betray me one day, beware of me.
You’re welcome.”
Si Cang was silent for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "How could Your Highness be so rude to me?"
"Does it count if you break up?" Yun Zishu raised her eyebrows, "If it doesn't count, then it means we will never see each other again until we die?"
"No." Si Cang reached out and hugged her tightly, his voice firm and decisive, "I will not give His Highness this chance. Your Highness will never get rid of me in this life."
Yun Zishu was held quietly by him, feeling his strong heartbeat and his chest as hard as iron, which made her feel at ease involuntarily.
"Well, no." Yun Zishu's voice was soft, "I believe you."
The night is getting darker, and the bright moon outside the window is like frost.
Occasionally, the night wind blows through the treetops, making a slight rustling sound.
The two did not argue about the throne anymore, but Yun Zishu didn't know at this time that what Si Cang was determined to do was almost irreversible. She also didn't know why Si Cang was so determined to complete her wish.
Hegemony - well, in Sicang's eyes, maybe that is her hegemony.
Perhaps he thought that her initial ambition was to be the Dragon Throne of Dayong, and he had to help her complete it, or perhaps he thought that she gave up her ambition just for him.
In any case, this problem will have to be faced sooner or later, but there is no rush right now.
Yun Zishu quickly fell asleep in Sicang's arms. Women have always been weak when it comes to Yun Yu. Even women with better physical strength can't compete with men. They will inevitably get tired after a few rounds.
Yun Zishu fell into a deep sleep and had a dream without realizing it.
The dream was not very clear, fuzzy and intermittent, with only some fragments and a face whose true appearance could not be seen clearly, shouting over and over again in a low and sad voice: "Shu Shu, Shu Shu..."
Yun Zishu frowned. Because of this dream, she slept very uneasily in the second half of the night. She seemed to be involved in a fantasy that she could not get out of. The distressing voice echoed in her ears over and over again. She tried hard to see clearly.
The other party's appearance is still not what he wants.
Sweat gradually broke out on her forehead, but she didn't notice it at all.
Yun Zishu didn't know that Sicang hadn't closed her eyes all night, so she just looked at her, quietly, with deep pupils, emotions surging in her eyes, and some unknown emotions wrapped in them, floating and hard to distinguish.
Sadness and joy.
When she woke up the next morning, Yun Zishu's thoughts went blank for a moment. She stared quietly at the top of the curtain for a long time before her thoughts gradually returned.
Turning her head slowly, Yun Zishu's expression paused slightly: "Sicang?"
Si Cang's brows were soft and his eyes were soft, and his voice was low and beguiling: "Well, Your Highness is awake?"
Yun Zishu was quite surprised: "Why didn't you get up early to discuss the matter today?"
"I'm lazy today." Si Cang smiled and brushed her hair that was scattered on her face, "Your Highness, do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Yun Zishu asked: "What time is it?"
"It's still early." Sicang's eyes fell on her face, "His Highness, did you dream last night?"
dream?
Yun Zishu was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it carefully: "It seemed like I had a dream, but I can't quite remember it."
Si Cang snorted: "Your Highness, please sleep a little longer."
"Can't sleep." Yun Zishu stood up and leaned against the bed, frowning, "I always feel like something is wrong."
Sicang was silent for a moment: "His Highness said something wrong last night."