After a brief mont of rage, the old Emperor had to suppress the anger in his heart and force himself to put on a happy face, laughing heartily, "It seems that the War King truly is as rumored, unable to develop an interest in won. Since the War King is a ritorious minister today, if he is not satisfied with this, I naturally won’t make things difficult. Let’s drop the matter!"
Only then did Sikong Mo put away his long sword. Possibly due to drunkenness, his steps were a bit unsteady. As he sat back down in the chair, he held his forehead in his hand, showing a look of distress and headache.
"It’s not that I am uninterested in won, but rather, having lived for twenty-five years, this is the first ti I’ve ever been interested in a woman. It’s a pity that the Emperor cannot bear it, which truly leaves with distress and headache!"
The old Emperor choked, then said, "Who in the capital city doesn’t know that Princess Changfu, my granddaughter, is dear to my heart? If you say I can’t bear it, surely that’s true, but..."
The old Emperor paused and continued, "As I said before, marriage is a major affair, decided by the words of the matchmaker and orders of parents. Just now, as we approach the end of the year, it is already too late for the War King to return to Fengyang City, so it seems he will stay in the capital city for the New Year. I’ll issue a decree for the Princess Consort of the War Prince Residence to co to the capital city after the New Year. As long as she has no objections, even if I can’t bear to part with Princess Changfu, I can’t just watch the War Prince Residence have no heirs, watching the War King live alone for life."
What the old Emperor said did not bring any joy to Sikong Mo.
Having her co to the capital city, it seems the old Emperor is truly set on not agreeing to this grand marriage.
Sikong Mo still had a slightly intoxicated expression, but in his heart, he secretly resented the Crown Prince.
Just now, he had seen it clearly. If not for the Crown Prince whispering a few words beside the Emperor, the old Emperor would have long been unable to resist the allure of the Tiger Talisman.
And, as long as the old Emperor voiced his agreent with the marriage, even if he regretted it later, Sikong Mo had a plan.
What a pity, what a pity indeed!
Seeing Sikong Mo like this, Ye Jiu couldn’t help but worry, her heart filled with an urge to embrace him and comfort him well.
However, at this mont, she was unable to go to his side and could only stand obediently behind the Royal Prince, watching him in distress with her own eyes.
In the years Ye Jiu had been in the capital city, with the old Emperor and the Royal Prince as her backing, everything had been smooth and easy to handle. Apart from the Crown Prince who occasionally stirred trouble, she hadn’t experienced a bit of frustration.
In fact, it was only at this mont that she realized perhaps her perceived affection during her years in the capital city was nothing more than a facade.
The impression the old Emperor gave Ye Jiu had always been one of both authority and kindness, never like today’s deanor, ready to take a life at the drop of a hat.
When he was about to deal with the dancing girl, that ruthless attitude had never been shown in front of Ye Jiu before.
Ye Jiu still rembered a while ago when she had accompanied the old Emperor for a al, a palace maid accidentally spilled the soup, and the old Emperor rely scolded her a few tis.
What Ye Jiu didn’t know, however, was that while the old Emperor only scolded the maid in front of her, after she left the al, the maid had already been executed in secret.
Today, the old Emperor’s original plan was to use Sikong Mo’s age as a pretext to bestow him a Princess Consort.
However, Sikong Mo wanting to marry Princess Changfu was sothing the old Emperor hadn’t anticipated.
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