After the rebellion was successful, I realized that this place was the Red Mansion

Chapter 43 Xie Zhaojun cannot be the queen

"Your Highness, the twelfth is an auspicious day, perfect for offering sacrifices to heaven in the southern suburbs and ascending the throne!"

Chu Yan sat in the Linjing Hall. After listening to Xie Defu's words, he thought for a moment: "Five days later? That's fine. We can make it in time. You will be responsible for building the altar and drafting the heavenly offering prayers. The rituals can be based on the previous dynasty. The country's name will be Qian."

When he proclaimed himself king, he had already considered the name of his country, so he could just use the title of king.

Xie Defu stood up and bowed, then accepted the task. Before leaving, he hesitated for a moment and tentatively asked, "When does Your Highness plan to bring my daughter from Jinling Mansion to the capital?"

The only concubine in Prince Qian's mansion was his daughter. He had originally hoped that his daughter Xie Zhaojun would be crowned as queen, and he would thus become the father-in-law of the emperor and become the top meritorious official.

Unexpectedly, when he entered the Linjing Palace just now, he unexpectedly learned that after Prince Qian entered the palace, he made Emperor Yongning's daughter a concubine, and also took in a noble concubine and a noble lady.

This gave him a sense of urgency, and he just wanted his daughter to come to the capital as soon as possible!

Chu Yan glanced at him, and seeing his apprehensive look, he smiled and said, "It's not me who decides when she comes to the capital, but she does. She's becoming more and more worldly, and even often ignores what I say, pretending not to hear."

Xie Defu hurriedly smiled and almost broke out in sweat on his forehead.

If it were someone else, and they raised a daughter like this, and she dared not flatter the rebel leader, she would have been scared to kneel down and beg for mercy, letting the king punish her however he wanted.

But Xie Defu's daughter is not an ordinary person.

Prince Qian also doted on her.

Chu Yan sat on a cushioned chair, pondered for a moment, and asked him, "Do you remember what your daughter said after she came back to life?"

"Of course I remember!"

Xie Defu nodded and recalled, "She was only nine years old at the time. She had fallen seriously ill and had already stopped breathing. She was waiting to be buried when suddenly a auspicious light descended, filling the room with fragrance. My daughter suddenly woke up, and her first words were:

My future husband is Prince Qian, and I will become the Empress, the mother of the nation. Remember, remember, you must not marry me to another man, or I will die soon."

Xie Defu didn't dare to say Chu Yan's name, so he used King Qian instead.

He continued, "At that time, we didn't know the origin of this noble name. We quietly asked many people, but no one had heard of it... It wasn't until Your Highness led the troops into the city that I suddenly realized that the future husband my daughter was referring to was you, Your Highness Prince Qian!"

When Chu Yan attacked the city, the Xie family sent their daughter to his tent and told him a prophecy about gods and ghosts. Chu Yan thought they were just compliments, and seeing that Xie Zhaojun was so beautiful, he accepted her with a smile.

"Your daughter cannot become queen because of what you said."

Chu Yan smiled.

The reason why he did not marry Xie Zhaojun was because the Xie family kept spreading the prophecy.

At first, he was quite happy. After all, this was adding to the sacredness of the emperor to him, just like someone predicted for Empress Zhangsun, who was not yet married, that she "will be a woman in an honorable position, and will be in the middle and in a submissive manner. This woman will be very noble."

But gradually, this news spread more and more widely, and almost everyone knew about it. Chu Yan felt that the Xie family had bad intentions. Xie Zhaojun was given to him as a concubine, and he was trying to seize the position of queen?
So, even though Xie Zhaojun herself had no problems with her character, managed the harem for him, and was beautiful, Chu Yan just kept forcing her and refused to give her a name.

"Your Highness, minister..."

Xie Defu was speechless for a moment and dared not argue.

Chu Yan asked him calmly, "You said that when Zhaojun was resurrected, auspicious light appeared and the room was filled with fragrance. And what she said, are they all true?"

Xie Zhaojun herself did not remember what she said after she woke up.

"Your Majesty!" Xie Defu hurriedly knelt and kowtowed: "How dare I deceive Your Majesty?!"

Chu Yan looked at him deeply. This guy was afraid of his daughter's words "I will become the queen", so he sent the maids and old women who had seen Zhaojun resurrected at that time far away. He would never tell him where he sent them, and just said that he had forgotten.

In the end, the so-called miraculous scenes of Zhaojun's resurrection were witnessed only by him and his wife.

"Xie Zhaojun cannot be the queen!"

Chu Yan's tone was resolute, and he had the idea of ​​completely destroying the Xie family.

Xie Defu pressed his forehead against the floor, not daring to lift it up even a little bit. "You go," Chu Yan ordered him.

Xie Defu didn't dare to ask any more questions. After kowtowed again, he half-knelt and slowly took a few steps back before he dared to stand up.

After leaving Linjing Palace, his back was covered in cold sweat. He had really made a mess of things and it was too late to regret!

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a graceful young girl standing on the corridor. She had a double bun on her head, a tassel of kingfisher feathers and beads on her head, and a beautiful figure. Although she covered her face with a round fan and half lowered her head, and several palace maids blocked her view, she was still so beautiful that one could forget the world at first sight.

"She is Princess Qinghe? She truly looks like a daughter of the royal family, with a dignified and elegant demeanor. No wonder Prince Qian fell in love with her at first sight!"

Recognizing her identity from her double-ring bun, Xie Defu sighed inwardly, but he could do nothing about it. Now he could only hope that his daughter could come to the capital as soon as possible to compete for favor with these beauties.

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After Xia Shouzhong went in, Qinghe waited for a while before he came out and replied, "Princess, the king asked you to go in and wait!"

Qinghe nodded slightly and said in a crisp voice, "Thank you, Eunuch Xia, for coming in to report."

Xia Shouzhong hurriedly said, "Princess, you are really embarrassing me. It is my duty to serve you. You were a princess before, and now you are a concubine. You are still my master!"

These words made Qinghe's expression darken. He lowered his head, still covering his face with the fan, and entered the Linjing Hall.

She had been to Linjing Palace when she was young, but she didn't remember it clearly. But now, the owner sitting in the palace has become King Qian, a tall and strong young man who has taken over her family.

He was discussing something with two subordinates. The eunuch in the hall carefully brought a screen. Qinghe walked behind the screen and stood there waiting silently.

From where she was, she could see King Qian, but those who came to see him could not see her.

Qinghe waited and waited. After King Qian met with one person, another person came to report immediately. The matters discussed covered the entire affairs of the capital, from the supply of troops in the camp to the security in the city. King Qian asked about every detail.

Qinghe knew that he had just entered the city today and was most worried about the unrest in the capital. On the contrary, he didn't pay much attention to the concubines in the palace.

After waiting for a long time, until her legs were sore, King Qian turned to look at her and smiled: "You haven't left for so long, I guess this matter is very important to you. Come here, let me hear what you are here for."

There was no one else in the Linjing Hall except eunuchs and palace maids.

Qinghe walked out slowly and was about to kneel down, but Chu Yan said, "No thanks, I'm tired, come and massage my shoulders."

Qinghe suddenly looked up, a trace of shame and anger in his eyes, then turned his head away, looking unwilling to submit.

Chu Yan laughed, said nothing, picked up the document and leaned back in his chair to read it.

"..."

Forced into a corner, Qinghe could only tremble and say, "I, I don't know how to massage people's shoulders."

"It's okay, just squeeze as hard as you can." Chu Yan smiled and said, "Even if you use enough strength to strangle me to death, it doesn't matter."

Qinghe subconsciously glanced at his neck, then quickly looked away.

With her small arms, even if she used a rope to strangle him, he could just flick her hand and throw her away.

Qinghe walked slowly forward, came behind him, stretched out her trembling hands, and touched the young man's clothes for the first time. Her pretty little face was already flushed.

The scent of a man hit me in the face.

She could no longer turn back, and had no other way out. The man before her would be her husband in the future...

"Yeah, good. Harder."

Chu Yan closed his eyes and enjoyed the service of Princess Shunchao's hands.

(End of this chapter)