Raising a wife? The mistress of the Hou family divorced and remarried her younger uncle

Chapter 176 House Arrest
Su Qingwan knows better than anyone how much power affects a person. Her family was destroyed by the oppression of power. She hates power, but she knows it is inevitable.

"So, you're working so hard to climb up the ladder just for power?" she asked softly, with a hint of inquiry in her tone.

"Yes." Lu Jing answered without hesitation, his eyes firm and frank, "This is not shameful. At least, when you wanted to kill General Mu, I helped you kill him, and I was able to cover up the traces, and even sent the body of the assassin to the doorstep of Prime Minister Lu. Even if he knew it was me, he would not dare to act rashly."

This is the charm of power - it can make people reckless and fearless.

Su Qingwan was silent for a moment, and whispered: "As the saying goes, those who abuse power will suffer backlash."

She paused, looked up at Lu Jing, a complicated light flashed in her eyes, "But I like it."

Hearing this, Lu Jing raised his lips slightly and hugged her tighter. His voice was low and full of emotion: "The emperor wants to kill the King of Huainan, and the King of Southwest wants to ascend the throne. In fact, it is the power that forces them to move forward step by step. When the emperor knew that the King of Southwest had poisoned him and made him weak, he just laughed it off at first. He once said that when the palace coup happened, the Eight Immortals showed their magical powers, and whoever had the ability would ascend the throne. If he was killed, it would be because he did not have the destiny."

"Then why did you hate it later?" Su Qingwan asked.

"Because princes and princesses died one after another." Lu Jing's voice was a little colder. "The poison not only destroyed his body, but also destroyed his offspring. Although the imperial physician did not dare to say it clearly, he had hinted at the truth. The emperor is a smart man and understood it immediately. He has lost nearly ten children, how can he not hate it?" He paused, and a heavy tone was revealed in his tone. "Not only is it difficult to have children, even if they are born, most of them are weak and difficult to raise."

Su Qingwan suddenly pushed Lu Jing away, and a gust of cold wind blew away the warmth of their embrace. She asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean? Are you telling me that the emperor is innocent and was forced to do it?"

Lu Jing shook his head, knowing that she had misunderstood.

"I just want to tell you that if it was the King of Southwest who ascended the throne in the palace coup, the emperor's lineage would not have had a good ending. The Huainan lineage would also not have escaped the bad luck." His tone was calm, but with unquestionable certainty, "You seem to regard Huainan as more important than Southwest."

Su Qingwan didn't want to talk to him anymore, and said coldly: "I'm tired and need to rest. Lord Lu, please do as you please."

She turned back to the bed and lay down with her back to him. Lu Jing half-lay on the warm couch, looking at her back, feeling helpless. Every time they talked about Huainan's redress or the King of the Southwest, they would always part unhappily. In fact, his ideas were different from Su Qingwan's.

Because in his opinion, the emperor is a good emperor to the people of the world.

This night passed particularly slowly for Su Qingwan. Lu Jing slept on the warm couch. There were only two people in the room, so close yet it seemed as if they were separated by thousands of miles.

Su Qingwan thought to herself: Did Lu Jing see through her thoughts and persuade her? He said that the emperor was a good emperor, but so what? Should her Huainan clan sacrifice in vain? He forced the southwest to rebel, and the brothers really rebelled, blood flowed like a river, what did the lives of those soldiers mean?
To the common people, the emperor might be a good emperor, but to loyal ministers and generals, he was a disaster. He was just paving the way for his children, or more precisely, for the eldest prince.

But what if... the eldest prince died?
Su Qingwan's heart skipped a beat, and she was shocked by her own vicious thoughts. How could she have such an idea? If so, what is the difference between her and the emperor? But on second thought, under this imperial power, what is morality? It's just a hypocritical mask. In her chaotic thoughts, she fell asleep in a daze.

Officials had to wait until after the Lantern Festival to attend court, and all matters of the court were handed over to the cabinet. The Jinyiwei had not had any major events recently, so Lu Jing left all the trivial matters to Zhou Jingming and stayed with Su Qingwan in the other courtyard. It was called companionship, but in fact it was a kind of house arrest. Su Qingwan was watched very strictly, and even Qingyun could not pass on the news.

One day, Lu Jing mentioned that the peace talks between the Minister of Honglu Temple and Xilin were coming to an end, and the terms had been almost agreed upon, and the two sides were quite harmonious. Xilin Yongxuan was a shrewd vested interest, and took advantage of the conflicts between the military commanders and civil officials in Dayuan to make many excessive demands. The cabinet actually agreed to all of them and signed a ten-year peace treaty.

After hearing this, Su Qingwan sneered, "This kind of treaty is nothing more than a piece of waste paper. The Xilin people never keep their promises, and breaking them is commonplace. When my father was stationed at the border, Xilin broke their promises many times. Their credibility is not worth mentioning at all."

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Do you think this treaty is useless?"

"Of course it's useless." Su Qingwan said lightly, "Xilin Yongxuan will not be let go easily."

"Oh?" Lu Jing asked with interest, "How did you know?"

"It's obvious." Su Qingwan's tone was calm, but with a hint of sarcasm, "If we let him go back, and my brothers rebel and unite with Xilin, will the emperor still be able to sit firmly on the throne? Even if the peace talks are successful, Xilin Yongxuan will definitely be left in Dayuan as a hostage. Whoever he wants to marry, the emperor will naturally satisfy him, as long as he stays here quietly."

Hearing this, Lu Jing's eyes flashed with approval: "You see it very clearly."

Su Qingwan didn't respond, but a chill rose in her heart. This situation was indeed interesting. But she was under house arrest in this courtyard, unable to hear any news from the outside world, and could only learn a little from Lu Jing. She couldn't help but feel a little impatient, especially when she thought about the seventh day approaching.

The seventh day of the first lunar month is an extremely important day in the southwest. On this day, the family will worship their ancestors and the elders will bless the younger generations. Su Qingwan wanted to take this opportunity to meet the King of the Southwest, but was ruthlessly rejected.

She stood in front of the window, looking at the gray sky in the distance, feeling powerless. This villa was like an exquisite cage, completely isolating her from the outside world. And she could only place her hope on Lu Jing - the man she trusted but was wary of.

"Why?" Su Qingwan frowned, a trace of confusion and anxiety flashed in her eyes, "I was able to see my father last time, why can't I see him this time?"

Lu Jing looked calm, but his tone left no room for doubt: "The emperor's intention is to let you stay in the other courtyard and wait for your marriage."

Su Qingwan clenched her fists fiercely when she heard this, her nails digging deep into her palms. She sneered, with suppressed anger in her voice: "Okay, very good."

She felt uneasy in her heart, always thinking that something had happened to her father. She had to find a way to get her people out to get the news. Seeing this, Qingyun whispered in her ear: "Girl, this is easy. I'll poison them all, and then we can get out."