670: Chapter 681: All Caged Birds 670: Chapter 681: All Caged Birds Having said that, two resentful little eyes shot over again, and Gu Youyou gave a few dry laughs before grabbing the few remaining seeds and cracking them open.
“Go on, you were saying, continue.”
“If we were to marry into the sa palace, how would we live our days in the future?”
“Oh, aren’t there two Princes?
Not enough to go around?” Gu Youyou teased, unconcerned.
Her deanor was very calm, but her heart trembled.
Such blooming young ladies might…
They might end up even worse off than Miss Du.
“Cousin!” Lin Qianqing bit her lip, looking at her with grievance.
“Can’t you be serious for a mont?”
“I am serious, you tell .” Gu Youyou put down the seeds and sat up straight.
She was prepared to listen to just how troubling their worries were.
She was a forward-thinking ti traveler, but what of it?
In reality, her abilities were limited, and she might not even be able to save herself, let alone others.
With a single imperial edict from the Emperor, even the Jie Residence and Lin Residence could only submit.
Reality was this cruel.
Lin Qianqing said, “If we were to marry into the sa Prince Residence, we might beco the next Du Xintong and Du Wanqing.
If not in the sa residence, we would surely beco enemies, each serving our own master.
Cousin, you pay no mind to court affairs, so you are unaware that the eldest Prince and the second Prince have long been at loggerheads.
One of them must erge as the victor of the imperial power struggle, the other as the loser.
Think about the fate of the third Prince; as the loser, there’s only one outco.
His entire family would be executed!”
Gu Youyou nodded in agreent.
“Why agonize so much?
Even if you do, what can you do?
Can you solve the current predicant?
Or are you thinking, speculate on which Prince has better odds of winning, and then align yourself with that one?”
Gu Youyou’s words were a wakeup call, causing both to fall into silence.
Indeed, why worry so much?
The higher the birth of ladies like them, the less freedom they held.
Whom to marry was never their choice, even if the man was to et the King of Hell the next day, one would be buried with him if needed, and the other would beco a widow.
Gu Youyou, however, pondered even more.
If Jin Zijin were to co forward and acknowledge the Emperor, that would an a competition for the throne among three Princes—now that would be interesting.
If they failed, well, she would be in the sa boat.
So she would strive for what she could, and not waste ti on what was clearly impossible.
Gu Youyou sighed and said, “If any of you dares to flee from the marriage, giving up your status and escaping from Beijing, I’ll be the first to approve and provide full support.
But your families, your honors, have long been intertwined with your clans.
I know neither of you will choose to flee.”
The atmosphere in the room grew tense; Abao had already finished its lunch, grooming its paws neatly and elegantly walked out from behind the screen.
Gu Youyou patted its head, gently stroking it now and again.
Abao’s fur was really beautiful.
Having grown so big, she wondered if it still chased butterflies as it used to.
Lin Qianqing, with lips bitten, sat dejectedly on the stool and said in a low voice, “I really envy Miss Du.
Although she suffered, she was able to leave it all behind completely.”
Gu Youyou sighed and said, “You see, your grandmother raised you to be this way, hoping you’d be happier.
Yet it turns out, a temperant like yours is suited for an unrestrained life in the fields, not for Beijing’s grand mansions.
I’m not sure if this is truly good for you or actually a harm…
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