I've announced that I'm destined to have many children, and my father has bestowed upon me

boom!

The contents of the imperial edict were like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding simultaneously in the minds of Zhao Chen'an, Zhao Chenyu, and Wu Ruoxue!

The Third Prince, Zhao Chenyu, suddenly looked up and was completely dumbfounded.

After the initial shock, Zhao Chen'an was instantly overwhelmed with a tremendous surge of emotions!

What the hell!

Father, with your execution skills, it's a real shame you're not the king of 996 work schedules!

I just told you that "the higher the wife's qualifications, the richer the reward," and you immediately sent me the general's daughter?

At that moment, Zhao Chen'an understood completely.

This is neither punishment nor some random blessing.

This is a test!

It was Emperor Zhao Daoting's first and most direct investment and test of his "ancient inheritance"!

Eunuch Wei closed the imperial edict, looking down at Zhao Chen'an kneeling at the front with an expressionless face.

"Sixteenth Prince, receive the imperial decree."

Zhao Chen'an slowly raised his hands, his movements steady and precise, without the slightest tremor.

"Your subject thanks Your Majesty for your great kindness."

He respectfully accepted the bright yellow scroll from Eunuch Wei, a scroll capable of changing the fate of countless people.

Started, slightly sinking.

The old, wrinkled face of Eunuch Wei revealed no emotion.

He merely glanced meaningfully at the Third Prince Zhao Chenyu, who was completely petrified beside him.

In those murky eyes, there seemed to be a hint of pity, and also a hint of mockery.

Immediately, he flicked his whisk, turned and left without saying another word.

A troop of imperial guards, their armor clanging, followed closely behind and quickly disappeared outside the gates of the mansion.

The person was gone, but the terrifying pressure brought by that imperial edict still shrouded the entire front hall.

"No...it's impossible..."

In the dead silence, a broken, absurd, and incomprehensible murmur rang out.

Zhao Chenyu was still kneeling on the ground, his whole body limp as if his bones had been removed.

He slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the imperial edict in Zhao Chen'an's hand, as if trying to see through it.

Li Qingluan...

To bestow her upon the sixteenth prince as a concubine?

Are they getting married in seven days?

Every word was like a red-hot iron hammer, slamming into his heart.

He scrambled to his feet, but in his haste, he stumbled and nearly fell.

"Sixteenth Brother..."

Zhao Chenyu rushed up to Zhao Chenan, grabbed him by the collar, and questioned him hoarsely:

"It's you! Did you say something to Father Emperor?!"

Zhao Chen'an let him hold him, his face showing a bewildered and innocent expression befitting his persona.

"Third Brother, I...I don't know either. I just came back from the palace, and Father didn't say anything..."

This sight only fueled the fire in the eyes of the crazed Zhao Chenyu.

A useless piece of trash who can't even escape the sea of ​​suffering!

An ant he could crush with a flick of his wrist!

Why should I?!

He was obsessed with this woman, willing to defy his father and even refuse the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Wolf for her.

Why was it so easily given to this good-for-nothing!

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

Zhao Chenyu abruptly released his grip, retreating as if he had been burned.

He shook his head listlessly, muttering to himself.

"I must see my father, the Emperor. I must get to the bottom of this myself!"

Without even glancing at Zhao Chen'an, and ignoring Wu Ruoxue, who was also pale-faced beside him, he stormed out of the Sixteenth Prince's residence as if possessed.

Looking at his third brother's almost collapsing back, Zhao Chen'an sighed inwardly.

Poor third brother.

For Li Qingluan's sake, he refused to marry into the Great Zhou Dynasty, shifting the blame onto his "useless younger brother."

He probably thought that he could wait until General Li returned in triumph before proposing marriage.

With his mother's influence and his own "talent," this marriage was a sure thing.

He never expected that his father would turn around and throw a boomerang.

He packed up the goddess he had been longing for and sent her to the bed of his brother, whom he looked down upon the most.

This outcome is truly heartbreaking to hear and brings tears to the eyes of anyone who sees it.

Of course, I'm an exception.

Zhao Chen'an even felt like laughing.

Just then, he felt his sleeve being gently tugged.

He turned around and saw Wu Ruoxue's pale, paper-white face.

She stood there, her petite body trembling slightly.

The sweet feeling that had just risen in my heart because of Zhao Chen'an's words "I like it very much" has now been replaced by a chilling coldness.

Concubine...

My husband is going to marry someone else again.

She was the daughter of the General of Chariots and Cavalry.

She is the daughter of Li Qingcang, the one who led his troops to defeat the Tianlang tribe, turning her from a high-ranking saintess into a sacrifice for a political marriage!

An indescribable sense of humiliation and coldness instantly gripped her heart.

What is this?

Is this yet another declaration by the Great Zhou Dynasty to the defeated?

Let the victor's daughter and the defeated princess share one husband.

The key point is that this so-called victor also has to become a concubine.

He was completely outmatched by himself in terms of status and position!

She really couldn't figure out what the Emperor of Great Zhou was thinking!

Looking into her now dimmed, clear eyes, Zhao Chen'an instantly understood all the unease and grievances in her heart.

His heart softened, and he stepped forward to pull her into his arms.

The delicate body in his arms visibly stiffened.

"Are you worried?"

His deep voice rang in her ear.

Wu Ruoxue bit her lower lip and remained silent.

But her increasingly forceful grip on his sleeve betrayed all her emotions.

Zhao Chen'an sighed softly, cupped her small face, and made her look at him directly.

Listen.

His expression was more serious than ever before.

"You are the sixteenth prince's consort, the legal wife whom my father decreed to marry and bring into my Zhao Chen'an household."

"This identity will never change."

"As for the others..."

Zhao Chen paused for a moment, then said, word by word:

"No matter whose daughter she is, once she enters this door, she will only be a concubine, a mistress."

"The difference between a principal wife and a concubine."

Do you understand?

His words seemed to carry a calming power.

Wu Ruoxue stared at him, at his serious expression, and listened to his solemn promise.

legal wife... concubine...

Yes, she is the principal wife.

Even if Li Qingluan came from a very prominent family, she was still just a concubine.

In the rigidly hierarchical royal court, this divide was insurmountable.

Her husband... was comforting her and supporting her.

The heart that had sunk into an ice cellar seemed to be warmed by a ray of sunshine, slowly reviving.

Her nose tingled, and she couldn't hold back any longer. She buried her face in Zhao Chen'an's chest and softly murmured "Mmm".

As Zhao Chen'an held the soft, warm body in his arms, another wave of emotion surged within him.

"So, my principal wife, would you be willing to bear me a prince?"

Upon hearing Gao Zhaochen'an's words, Wu Ruoxue was taken aback, and then immediately showed her feelings with her actions!

A passionate kiss!