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Chapter 251 Another

"After all, this is a male-oriented fictional history novel, so it is relatively rigorous. Generally, it won't arrange such convenient means." Qin Su paused, and then said, "But if you are lucky, maybe..."

However, before Qin Su could finish, a young eunuch suddenly ran in cautiously from outside the palace and bowed to report: "Your Majesty, the time is almost up. You decided a few days ago to summon the third princess today. Should we summon her now?"

"The third princess?" Chu Lu was stunned, then frowned slightly. Since the advent mode would not retain the original owner's memory, Chu Lu could not figure out the whole story like the protagonists of time-travel novels did after a brief recollection.

But if they met without knowing the truth, something might be revealed, so Chu Lu simply pretended to be furious about what had just happened, holding his forehead and asked, "When did you give this order? Why did I summon her?"

Seeing this, the young eunuch hurriedly explained in a low voice: "Your Majesty, a few days ago, Your Majesty decided to send the princess to the desert to marry in order to consolidate the diplomatic relations between the two countries. However, the journey to the desert is long and the environment is desolate and difficult, and several princesses of marriageable age were reluctant. Later, it was the third princess's mother, Concubine Chen, who took the initiative to ask Your Majesty, saying that the third princess was willing to share the country's worries. Your Majesty was very pleased at the time, and said that he would meet the third princess today to encourage her."

It turned out to be the case.

Chu Lu understood and immediately asked Qin Su in his mind: "Qin Su, is this the plot in the original work?"

Qin Su's voice was solemn: "No."

"Is that another heroine?"

"It's hard to say. It could also be that the appearance of Jiang Miaoyan's storyline has had too much impact on this world. In short, this instance has deviated from the original setting. We'd better take it one step at a time and see what happens first."

"I understand." Chu Lu responded. At present, the information is limited, and it is indeed not appropriate to act rashly. He slightly straightened his clothes, which were a little askew due to the chaos just now, and said in a deep voice: "Some chaos just happened here. It is not decent and not suitable for meeting people. Pass on my order and let the third princess... go to the study to see the emperor."

"Yes." The young eunuch took the order and left.

Chu Lu immediately stood up and, under the guidance of the eunuch, walked towards the imperial study.

After passing through several corridors, Chu Lu came to the study where the emperor handled government affairs on a daily basis. This study was much smaller than the temporary bedroom, but it was more elegantly and practically furnished. Rosewood bookshelves stood against the wall, neatly filled with various classics, and the air was filled with the faint scent of ink and sandalwood. A large imperial desk was placed in the middle, with several piles of memorials on it.

Chu Lu's eyes swept through the study and noticed a small space in the corner, which was blocked by a screen. A wooden barrel and some bottles and jars could be vaguely seen inside. On the side of the table leg of the imperial desk, there was a half-dry cotton towel hanging casually, which was obviously a foot towel that had just been used and had not yet been taken away by the palace servants.

These things were quite out of place here, Chu Lu was curious and asked Qin Su the reason, and found out that this was a small episode in the original plot. The general content was that the emperor was weak, so the imperial physician recommended soaking his feet in medicinal soup every day for health preservation. In order not to affect government affairs, the emperor simply set up a foot bathing room in the study.

He walked to the imperial desk and sat down, casually flipping through two memorials, waiting for the third princess to arrive.

Not long after, a young eunuch came to the door and announced, "Your Majesty, the Third Princess has arrived."

"Announce." Chu Lu put down the memorial and said lightly.

Following the eunuch's lead, a figure slowly walked in. Chu Lu looked up and saw that the person was thin and small, wearing a simple light blue palace dress that was neither new nor old, with only a plain silver hairpin on her head, which formed a sharp contrast with the arrogant and jeweled Jiang Miaoyan just now.

This should be the third princess. She looked very inconspicuous, with dull facial features and a pale complexion, as if she could be blown down by a gust of wind. However, what was very inconsistent with her frail appearance was her eyes, which were clearly black and white, but revealed a coldness that was inconsistent with her age, and... arrogance?
She just stood there blankly, her eyes calmly fixed on Chu Lu's face. She neither bowed nor spoke, as if she was examining an object.

This attitude...

Chu Lu muttered to himself: "Qin Su, what's wrong with this guy? He doesn't even bow when he sees the emperor. Isn't he too bold? How should I behave? Should I comfort and encourage him like a gentle patriarch?" After all, he had never been an emperor, let alone dealt with a situation like sending his daughter to marry a foreign prince. For a moment, he was a little unsure.

Qin Su responded quickly: "Well, that's fine."

After receiving Qin Su's affirmation, Chu Lu cleared his throat, and tried to force a gentle smile on his face, and said in a fatherly tone: "Xiao San, you... are my daughter after all. As a father, how could I bear to let you marry far away in a cold and bitter place like the desert?"

His original intention was just to follow the customary courtesy, to comfort his daughter who was about to marry far away, and to find out her background.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the third princess raised her eyelids expressionlessly and replied in a flat tone: "If you don't want to, don't let me marry."

The voice was not loud, but it was powerful enough to interrupt Chu Lu's next words.

Chu Lu: “…”

He was slightly startled, thinking that although this princess looked insignificant, she actually had a strong personality.

He was not angry. After all, he was not the original owner of this body and he had no real feelings for these so-called "children".

And judging from the eunuch's previous explanation, the third princess seemed to be forced to marry far away, so it was normal for her to feel a little resentful. Chu Lu felt sorry for her, so naturally he would not compete with her.

Therefore, he patiently continued to persuade her, "Foolish child, the marriage between the two countries is a major national event, which has been announced to the world long ago. How can it be treated as a joke? If you regret it now, how can the emperor save his face? Where is the prestige of the court? This time you marry to the desert, it is also for the country and the people, which is a great achievement. Don't act like a child again. When you get there, serve your husband with peace of mind and improve the diplomatic relations between the two countries. If there are any difficulties, you can send someone to report at any time. Father will always be your most solid backing and stand behind you forever."

These words were spoken with sincerity and Chu Lu himself was very satisfied.

However, the third princess opposite did not show any emotion after hearing this. Instead, she tilted her head slightly and asked a question that Chu Lu had not expected in a very serious tone:
"Don't you have a mother?"

The gentle smile on Chu Lu's face froze instantly. He wondered if he had heard it wrongly: "What did you say?"

The third princess seemed genuinely puzzled, and continued in a tone that was so calm that it was almost eerie, "Why do emperors call themselves 'Son of Heaven'? You were born of a woman with great difficulty, do you feel ashamed of this? If you think it is shameful to come out of a woman's belly, and you don't want to admit that you were born of a human mother, and you insist on recognizing an illusory God as your father, then why do you still advocate governing the country with filial piety and let all people respect their biological parents?"

After asking, a barely perceptible hint of...satisfaction seemed to flash across her cold eyes.
Chu Lu was stunned when he heard these unorthodox remarks.

Then his face gradually darkened, and he vaguely understood something.

"Have you never been to school?" Chu Lu's voice turned cold, without a trace of gentleness. "What did you learn in the clan school? Did you just sleep all day? The title of 'Son of Heaven' means to receive the will of heaven and shepherd the people on behalf of heaven. What does it have to do with your biological parents? You can actually ask such a stupid question. Aren't you ashamed?"

Then he showed an extremely annoyed expression and waved his hand: "This kind of idiot is an eyesore, leave!"

The third princess didn't seem to expect Chu Lu to react like this. She was stunned by the scolding. But then, as if a fuse had been lit, she shouted, "I won't leave!"

"How insolent!" Chu Lu's eyes became fierce, and he directly ordered the eunuch next to him, "Throw her out for me!" Two eunuchs immediately stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, holding the third princess' arms and trying to drag her out.

"Let me go! I have something to say!" The third princess struggled hard. She looked skinny and small, but at this moment, she burst out with inexplicable divine power. She threw the two adult eunuchs away and rushed to Chu Lu, shouting, "If you want me to go to the marriage, I can go! And I promise that I will never harbor resentment and will behave myself when I get there!"

Chu Lu looked at her coldly, waiting for her next words.

The third princess continued speaking very quickly: "But don't tell me about sacrificing for the country! That's all empty talk! If you really want to show your sincerity, I think you should be the one to marry!"

This statement can be said to be extremely treasonous.

Before Chu Lu could get angry, she immediately changed her tone and said in a cold transactional tone: "I want you to give me enough respect and dignity! I want everyone to know that I, Jiang Liuli, am the most honorable princess of Feng Country! My dowry can only be more, not less! I want everything that others have! And it must be better and more than theirs!"

She stared at Chu Lu sharply: "You don't have to agree. But if you do that, when I go to the desert, I don't know what I will do."

She leaned forward slightly, approached the imperial desk, lowered her voice a bit, and threatened undisguisedly: "If you give a large dowry, the people of Feng will know that you value me, and the Khan will naturally look up to me. But if you don't give much, the people of Feng will know that you don't like my daughter, but have you ever thought about what the Khan would think? Would he think that the Emperor of Feng doesn't value this marriage at all, and just sent an unfavored daughter to humiliate him?"

Chu Lu looked at her, his eyes became a little subtle, and he slowly uttered five words: "Are you threatening me?"

The third princess met his gaze without flinching, and even raised a cold arc at the corner of her mouth: "You can think so. The death of an insignificant princess like me, and the death of tens of thousands of border soldiers who fought bloody battles, which is more important, your majesty, you can choose."

She seemed to think that this threat was not enough, and added: "Besides, you'd better not think about changing people midway. I have a 'good brother'. In order to make me give up completely, he told me a few days ago that he had sent his confidant to deliver my portrait to the desert at full speed and present it to the Khan for review. If you want to change now, I'm afraid it's too late!"

After she finished speaking, a sneer of confidence appeared on her face.

However, to her surprise, after hearing what she said, Chu Lu not only did not show any fear or embarrassment, but instead... smiled.

That smile was full of undisguised sarcasm and contempt.

Just when the third princess felt strange and uncomfortable, Chu Lu raised his hand without warning, and with a crisp "slap", a loud slap landed on her face.

The third princess was stunned for a moment. She covered her cheek and looked at Chu Lu in disbelief.

"Take him away and slap him again!" Chu Lu's voice was icy cold, without a trace of emotion.

The two eunuchs did not dare to delay and immediately restrained the third princess, who had not yet come to her senses, and started fanning her left and right.

After being slapped more than a dozen times, the third princess was not hurt at all. However, it seemed that this incident was too shocking and her face was full of confusion.

At this time, Chu Lu raised his hand and signaled the eunuch to stop. He looked at the embarrassed Third Princess in front of him, whose eyes were full of confusion, and said coldly: "Do you know why I beat you?"

The third princess stared at him intently, the confusion in her eyes gradually turned into resentment, her lips trembled, as if she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Chu Lu sneered and continued, "It's not because you dare to threaten me. It's because you are stupid! So stupid that you are hopeless!"

"First, you misjudged the situation. I am the emperor, the ruler of this vast country! And you are just a powerless, neglected princess, who even your mother had to volunteer to see the emperor! What qualifications and confidence do you have to dare to stand in front of me and threaten me? Who gave you the courage?!"

"Second, you overestimated yourself and the so-called desert barbarians! From your words and deeds, you act as if you can easily start a war between the two countries and make me pay a heavy price. But who do you think you are? What ability do you have to influence the Khan's thoughts? Even if the Khan really believed your instigation and brazenly sent troops south, so what? Do you really think I am afraid of them?!"

Chu Lu's voice suddenly rose, full of the majesty and domineering of an emperor: "If the barbarians in the desert were really that powerful, they should have marched south to seize our beautiful country in the Central Plains long ago! Why are they still hiding in that barbaric and poor place? Why don't they come? Isn't it because they don't have the ability?! I agreed to the marriage because of the peace on the border, to give them face, to tell them that I don't want to fight them for the time being! Do you really think that I sent you to marry because I was afraid of them? You can't even tell the difference between the enemy and us, and you still dare to speak nonsense here! You are so stupid!"

"As for the third stupidity..." Chu Lu waved his hand, "Come here, bring the portrait of the third princess to me."

Immediately, a eunuch took a scroll from the palace servant next to him and presented it respectfully.

Chu Lu threw the scroll in front of the third princess without even looking at it, and said in a cold voice: "Open it and take a look for yourself! For such a crude painting, it's good enough if it's 50% similar to the real person! I'll just find a palace maid with a figure and appearance slightly similar to yours, put on some makeup, and send her to you in your wedding dress. Can the Khan really tell the difference? You're relying on something like this, it's simply a huge joke!"

The third princess was completely confused by Chu Lu's series of blows and scoldings. She stared blankly at the scrolls scattered at her feet, and then looked at Chu Lu's cold and oppressive eyes. The calculation and arrogance she had before had long since disappeared, leaving only confusion in her eyes.

Finally, Chu Lu looked at her distraught appearance, and his tone softened slightly, but still with unquestionable majesty: "However, considering that you are my daughter after all, I will give you one last chance. Now, kowtow to me immediately and admit your mistake, and go to the marriage honestly. I can pretend that what happened today never happened and forgive you for this offense. Otherwise..."

A cold light flashed in his eyes: "I will kill you immediately, and then find a random maid to replace you and send her to the desert."

These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely crushing the Third Princess' psychological defenses. She trembled all over, her face lost all color, and her eyes were filled with despair and struggle. She seemed to want to say something, but she opened her mouth and said nothing in the end.

After a while, she finally gave up all resistance and fell to the ground with a plop, like a puppet. Her forehead hit the cold gold brick heavily. She said in a wronged voice, "Your Highness, I know I was wrong. Please spare my life, Father. I am willing to marry you..."

"Humph." Chu Lu snorted coldly, without any expression on his face. He just waved his hand as if to shoo away a fly, "Go away."

The third princess felt as if she had been pardoned. She struggled to get up from the ground and, without even bothering to tidy up her appearance, she walked out of the study with unsteady steps, supported by two eunuchs.

As she walked, she was still thinking vaguely that something was wrong. This situation was wrong, how could it be like this? Logically, shouldn't she have been the one who scolded this feudal and pedantic old emperor so hard that he was speechless and angry, and finally had to hold his nose and agree to her conditions? How, how did it turn out like this?

In the study, with the third princess's embarrassed departure, silence returned again.

Chu Lu sat expressionlessly behind the imperial desk until he was sure that the Third Princess's aura had completely disappeared in the distance. Then he said to Qin Su in his heart, "Another heroine, right?"

Qin Su's voice sounded, with a hint of confirmation: "Yes, that's right."

Chu Lu rubbed his brows, feeling a little complicated, and whispered to himself: "The second one..."

——What’s going on with this copy?!
(End of this chapter)