Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

She wanted to find out the truth, what happened that night, whether he really did that to her mother, and her true life experience...

The news of the incident in Beiling quickly spread to the other nine countries. The news said that Xiao Zhan was the son of Xiao Yunjian, and Xiao Yan died on the battlefield because of Su Ming's rebellion.

As a result, Xiao Zhan became the ideal monarch in the eyes of the people of Beiling, and emperors from various countries also sent their congratulations.

Among them, Qian Country was one of the first countries to respond. Because of Jiang Xue, Jiang Chen immediately sent people to inquire about the situation as soon as he heard the news.

When Jiang Xue saw the envoy from Qian Kingdom, she felt mixed emotions.

If she was really the master's daughter, then she would no longer be Princess Changle of Qian Kingdom, and would lose the opportunity to inherit the throne.

Despite the turbulent situation, Xiao Zhan ascended the throne to become emperor in a very short time.

The procedures for modifying the imperial edict and naturalization at the Zongzhengfu, which originally took half a month to complete, were all completed within three days.

Strangely, after the new emperor ascended the throne, he did not give Princess Changle any title, not even a concubine, while the other concubines of Prince Gong's mansion were all canonized and moved into the palace. Princess Changle still stayed in Luanyi Hall and lived with the empress dowager.

There were constant rumors about her in the palace, from being the Princess of Gong to being hunted down, to returning with Xiao Zhan...

Looking across the ten kingdoms, has any princess experienced such ups and downs?

Everyone was guessing what Xiao Zhan was thinking, but although he went to Luanyi Palace to accompany Princess Changle every day, he did not give her an official status, which confused everyone.

Logically speaking, a woman should fight for her own status in such a situation, but Princess Changle did not show any dissatisfaction, which deepened everyone's speculation.

One morning during the court session, Xiao Zhan threw a memorial in front of the ministers with a serious expression.

"What does this mean?" he questioned the minister who submitted the memorial.

"Princess Changle is neither a citizen of our country nor has a clear identity. Her long-term stay may cause criticism from other countries. If Your Majesty has no intention of taking her into the harem, it is recommended that she be sent back to Qian Kingdom as soon as possible." The minister replied with his head down.

Qing Feng watched Xiao Zhan's increasingly heavy breathing from the side, secretly worried.

During this period of time, His Highness has been troubled by Princess Changle's affairs, and the words of this old minister just touched his sore spot.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhan remained calm to a certain extent. Although he was obviously unhappy, he was still able to control himself.

After all, the old minister was only fulfilling his duties as a minister and offering reasonable suggestions.

Xiao Zhan knew that if he punished her excessively out of selfishness, it would only make the officials in the court feel disheartened. He just hadn't thought it through yet about the title of Princess Changle. He took a deep breath and said to the officials:

"You all know that I was able to ascend the throne thanks to the help of Princess Changle. In addition, the relationship between Beiling and Qianguo has been tense since the North-South War, and it is not easy to repair the rift between the two countries. Therefore, I must think twice about her title and status."

These words were reasonable and logical, and the ministers expressed their agreement after hearing them.

An old minister cast an approving look at the young monarch and sighed in his heart: He is worthy of being the son of Prince Yunjian, his mind is far more meticulous than Xiao Yan's.

"Your Majesty is right. I didn't think it through properly." The old minister bowed humbly, "But please make a decision as soon as possible to avoid rumors from the outside world."

"I will deal with it as soon as possible." Xiao Zhan nodded in agreement, but the fingers in his sleeves clenched involuntarily.

Despite this, he still felt heavy-hearted when facing Xiaoxue.

After retiring from court, he went to Luanyi Palace and saw Jiang Xue still guarding the sickbed and taking care of Xiao Yunjian.

Seeing Xiao Zhan coming, she subconsciously looked away.

Ever since she learned that Xiao Yunjian might be her father, Jiang Xue has been unable to treat Xiao Zhan calmly.

She originally thought that she could face any difficulties with strength, but the reality was like a huge wave that completely crushed her.

Xiao Zhan felt even more depressed when he noticed that she was avoiding him again. Just as she passed by, he suddenly grabbed her wrist with surprising force.

"You..." Jiang Xue was startled and looked up to meet his burning gaze.

"Grandmother, please allow your grandson to talk to Xiaoxue alone." Facing the empress dowager's gaze, Xiao Zhan firmly held the hand that wanted to break free and would not let her escape anymore.

So many days had passed, and he thought he had given enough time, so he said to the Queen Mother: "We can't go on like this."

The Queen Mother looked at the two men's tightly clasped hands and smiled, "Go, young people should solve their own affairs." Then she waved her hand and asked them to leave.

“Yun Che…”

Jiang Xue was dragged by Xiao Zhan for a long time. They had already left Luanyi Palace, but Xiao Zhan showed no signs of stopping.

Her wrist was in pain from being pulled for so long, and she finally couldn't help but whisper to the man in front of her: "Yun Che..."

However, Xiao Zhan seemed not to hear her voice and continued to lead her forward.

Jiang Xue felt helpless and shouted tiredly again.

These days, she has been taking care of her master almost day and night, and her physical and mental strength have been stretched to the limit.

Coupled with the various speculations about her life experience, it made it difficult for her to sleep and her food lost its appetite.

In just a few days, she became thinner and her physical strength was not as good as before.

Noticing her tiredness, Xiao Zhan finally stopped. He looked around and led her into a pavilion in the garden to rest.

"Xiaoxue, how long are you going to hide from me?" The two of them sat side by side in the pavilion, Xiao Zhan holding her hand tightly with no intention of letting go.

"I..." Jiang Xue hesitated and sighed softly, "In this situation, I really don't know how to face you."

If Su Ming's words were true, if she was indeed the daughter of her mother and her master, then the relationship between her and Xiao Zhan...

Just thinking about this made Jiang Xue feel suffocated and heartbroken. She clutched her collar tightly, frowning.

Seeing her in pain, Xiao Zhan's heart ached. He gently smoothed her frown with his other hand.

"No matter whether your relationship with my father is really as Su Ming said, I will not let go." There was only Jiang Xue's figure in his eyes.

He had thought it through these few days. Regardless of blood relationship, he would not let go of her hand. Even if he had to bear the accusations of the whole world, he would never back down!

Xiao Zhan's words stirred up waves in Jiang Xue's heart. This promise was much heavier than any illusory oath.

For Jiang Xue, nothing could be more touching than these words.

“Yun Che, I understand your heart.” She gently placed her hand on the back of his tightly clenched hand.

Although these words made her heart surge, the constraints of worldly and ethical standards were too heavy to bear.

Even if his determination is extremely firm at this moment, how should he deal with the criticism of the world?

If they were ordinary people, perhaps they would just need to find a place where no one knew about them and live in seclusion, and they could stay together for the rest of their lives.