Fu Yingxuan sat on the dragon chair with a majestic expression. His white hair on his temples showed his age as a king. He stared at his two sons standing in the hall. Thinking of the scene where they were arguing about Qingluo just now, he felt worried in his heart.
appear.
He watched Che'er grow up and knew that he had an extremely dull temperament and never showed his emotions. If she behaved like this in front of him today, that girl Qingluo must have occupied some place in his heart.
From now on, no matter whether Zhan'er wants to be with Zhou or not, the fight between the two sons is something he doesn't want to see. Thinking of this, Fu Yanche resolutely felt that his idea was very suitable, "I called you here today because I have something to announce to you.
.”
Xia Houzhan and Fu Yanche stood in the hall cautiously, waiting for what he was about to say.
"I have decided to accept Shen Qingluo as my adopted daughter, and she will be named Princess Suyue. She will be married to General Xiahou and the wedding will be held on the fifth day of the next month."
After the words fell, neither of them responded. Fu Yanche knelt down on one knee, "Father, I think it is inappropriate to grant the title. Moreover, the fifth year of the next month has just passed, and it is the Empress Dowager's.
Birthday, I’m afraid if we hold a wedding during this time..."
"I have already decided on this matter, and the imperial decree for the conferment has been drawn up early in the morning." Fu Yingxuan cut off his words of dissuasion in a deep voice, and continued with a hint: "Che'er, from now on Qingluo will be
The widow's daughter is also your sister, and it is natural for you to love and protect her, but don't go beyond your status."
Fu Yanche was silent and silent, with his face lowered so that his expression could not be seen. After a while, he slowly said: "Yes, I understand."
Fu Yingxuan moved his body, "I still have something to tell General Xiahou, so you should go back first."
"I'll take my leave first." Fu Yanche stood up and left. When he turned around, he glanced at Xiahou Zhan with complicated eyes, and then slowly left Delong Hall.
Fu Yingxuan and Xia Houzhan were the only two people left in the hall. Fu Yingxuan raised his eyes and looked at him. Since he told him about the grant, Zhan'er has not expressed his position, nor has he accepted the order to thank you. "Zhan'er, don't you think so?"
Are you not satisfied with my arrangement?"
Xiahou Zhan knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands and said: "I hope my father can take back his will to make Qingluo a princess. After we get married, we will return to Jingchu. Everything in the Great Zhou Dynasty is unnecessary for us.
Qingluo doesn't care about this kind of false reputation."
Fu Yingxuan chuckled slowly, "I guessed that you would not agree. Although there is something wrong with this matter, it is in my heart."
He stood up and stood proudly in front of the dragon chair in the palace. He looked at the vast hall and said slowly: "I have many children, wives and concubines in my life, but my real family is only you and your mother. When I was in Jingchu,
I am just a proton who is under duress at every turn. If it weren't for your mother's careful care and protection, I might not have been able to return to Zhou Dynasty and obtain the throne that I have held for twenty or thirty years.
Fu Yingxuan turned to look at his son who had been separated for many years, his eyes full of guilt, "Father and son have been separated for many years, and I have failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a husband and father. Now it is rare to be reunited for a while. As a father, I only know myself."
I don’t have long to live, so I just want to give up a few of my wishes, hold a wedding for you, and hear you call me father in front of the whole world."
There was an unspeakable emotion in Xiahou Zhan's heart. As far as he was concerned, no matter who his father was, no matter how far apart or how long they were separated, the love between father and son could never be erased. During this time, he was by his father's side.
He was also aware of the doctor's intermittent diagnosis and treatment. "It has always been my son's wish to marry Qingluo under the witness of his father."
Fu Yingxuan laughed happily when he heard this, "In that case, let's arrange this matter according to my wishes!"
"Thank you, father." Xiahou Zhan said and stood up.
A flash of excitement flashed in Fu Yingxuan's eyes. Zhan'er has always been the most suitable heir to the throne. He had already had this idea three years ago, so he gave him the blue rainbow sword that symbolizes the crown prince. Thinking of this, Fu Ying
Xuan then spoke: "Zhan'er, in fact, as long as you are willing to stay, the throne of Zhou Dynasty..."
"Father should know his son's thoughts very well."
The throne is far less valuable than the soldiers who charge and kill the enemy on the battlefield."
The position of a true king should be forged with the swords of countless soldiers who fought to kill the enemy, and fused with the blood of their sacrifices, so that the people who stand in the supreme position will not be confused by the minds of those who care about the world.
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When red clouds covered the sky above the palace wall, Shen Qing woke up from a deep sleep. After Ji Liansi left, the palace returned to its former peace. Thinking of how many things happened in that small period in the afternoon, under the chaos, he chose
The most direct way to escape.
Shen Qing sat up, "Xing'er?"
Xing'er ran in from the door in small steps, "Miss, are you awake?"
"The general hasn't come back yet?" Normally, the general would accompany her in the room, either reading military books or writing something in front of the desk that she didn't know what it was. Just now... his future father-in-law called him there, too.
I don't know what to say.
"Not yet, but the general should be back before dinner. Miss, do you want to eat or drink now? Myolie will get it for you."
Shen Qing glanced at her angrily, "I just injured my leg. How can you take care of me like a postpartum mother? What will you do if my foot heals and I gain weight?"
Myolie smiled silly, she really wished that the young lady would give birth to a baby soon, "Myolie really wants to take care of the young lady during the confinement period!"
"Seriously!"
"Oh!" Xing'er was scolded, and continued hehely: "Actually, it's okay for the lady to be fat. The general will definitely not care. Food and drink are always prepared under the general's orders. I guess he just wants to take advantage of this.
The lady has been fattened up for a while!"
"..." These people are too scary. Fortunately, she noticed it in time and can't continue to eat and stuff in the future.
Shen Qing was bored, Jin Ji stood up independently, "Help me sit over at my desk for a while."
"Miss, you want to see the account book? The general ordered you not to touch it!" Xing'er came over to support her, informing you that she said the general's instructions very carefully.
Is it necessary to keep a close eye on him? Shen Qing was depressed, "I'm bored, so I can go over and practice my calligraphy, right?" It's so annoying that this kid was bribed by the general to be so obedient so quickly!
"That's pretty much it~" Xing'er helped the young lady to the desk, helped her sharpen her ink, and then happily ran out to bring her fresh fruit.
Shen Qing shook his head helplessly. When he was about to start practicing calligraphy, he just picked up the brush and suddenly found a scroll on the desk. He paused slightly and frowned slightly. Why did this thing look a little bit...
look familiar.
With confusion, Shen Qing silently put down the brush, opened the scroll and looked at it. The next moment, she was stunned. OMG, isn't this the painting that Chunyu presented to her?! But this thing should be on the way.
Winter City, she didn't even bring her with her when she came, and the palace was heavily guarded, but he could come and go so freely, it was so unbelievable!
Could it be that he chased her to the palace for revenge? He deliberately left this painting for her. This man is so, so... boring!