Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Yan Ru didn't know how long she had been holding the teacup, she even wanted to pretend to faint.

But Nanny Sun stared at her with her big eyes, making her feel that even if she fainted, the old woman would be able to pick her up and make her kneel.

When she knelt until she felt dizzy and her legs were numb and she was about to faint, finally, a long-lost voice sounded behind her.

"What is this doing?"

The clear and gentle voice came from far away, and Yan Ru's eyes lit up.

Xiao Yizhen looked at Shen Zhaoyan who strode in, and took the tea from Yan Ru's hand with a calm smile.

She glanced at Yan Ru with her beautiful eyes, and said to Shen Zhaoyan who was approaching, "Concubine Yan is serving me tea."

Shen Zhaoyan only glanced at Yan Ru, and his eyes fell on Xiao Yizhen. He walked over and sat naturally on the chair next to Xiao Yizhen.

He took Xiao Yizhen's hand that was not holding the teacup, and said with a softer expression: "My father was ill yesterday, so I stayed in the palace. I am really sorry for you on your wedding night."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yizhen's face suddenly turned a little cold. She looked up and saw Yan Ru was still there, but she didn't say what she wanted to say.

Shen Zhaoyan also noticed that Yan Ru was still kneeling below, and said to her as if he was sending away a maid, "There is nothing for you to do here, go back."

Yan Ru pressed his sore legs and stood up from the ground with great effort. Looking at the couple sitting side by side in harmony, he bowed and walked out without looking back.

After leaving Xiyu Courtyard, Yan Ru smiled. What did she hear just now? The prince did not stay overnight last night. Haha, this was such great news. A princess was alone in an empty room on her wedding night.

The unhappiness caused by being controlled by Xiao Yizhen disappeared instantly, and she went back to her bamboo courtyard humming a little tune.

In Xiyu Courtyard, after seeing Yan Ru leave, Xiao Yizhen's pretended good expression disappeared in an instant.

She put the teacup heavily on the table, pulled out her hand that was held by Shen Zhaoyan, and said in a bad tone: "When did you take in a concubine? How come I didn't know!"

Shen Zhaoyan was slightly startled by Xiao Yizhen's sudden cold face, but he thought that it must be because he did not return home on the wedding night yesterday, which made her angry and she had to vent it.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhaoyan no longer cared about the cold look Xiao Yizhen gave him, and his expression became even warmer.

"Yizhen, don't be angry. I didn't mean to not come back. My father is ill, and this is the best time for me to show my abilities. How could I miss such a good opportunity?"

Hearing Shen Zhaoyan talking about something else, Xiao Yizhen became even angrier. She looked at Shen Zhaoyan coldly and said, "I'm asking you, when did you take in a concubine?"

He didn't tell her, but she insisted on asking.

Xiao Yizhen's voice suddenly became louder, sharp and full of questioning. Even though Shen Zhaoyan was in a good mood, he felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

As a prince and a prince with his own independent residence, it was normal for him to have three wives and four concubines. What's more, he only took Yan Ru as a concubine.

Moreover, he had no choice but to take Yanru as his concubine. In the final analysis, it was not for her. Now she was questioning him.

"It's been a while. Why can't I take a concubine?"

He even called himself "the King", which shows that he is starting to get angry.

But Xiao Yizhen seemed to be unaware of anything and continued to stab Shen Zhaoyan step by step.

Xiao Yizhen sneered, "Yes, of course not. You are the dignified Prince Xiang. Let alone taking one concubine, even if you take ten or twenty, who would dare to say anything?"

These words finally annoyed Shen Zhaoyan. He stood up from his chair and looked down at Xiao Yizhen.

"Can you please speak properly? I apologized to you as soon as I came back. What are you dissatisfied with? It's just a concubine. Is it worth it for you to be so fussy? You are like this. I really don't recognize you anymore. I am tired today. I will go back to Hefeng Courtyard first."

Shen Zhaoyan came in excitement and left in anger. The two of them had been having a big fight within a quarter of an hour of meeting each other.

They have just gotten married, and because of a concubine who came in first, things have turned out like this. I'm afraid their lives will be even more difficult in the future.

After the quarrel that day, Shen Zhaoyan never set foot in Xiyuyuan again for the next few days.

It was not until a few days later that Xiao Ling asked Shen Zhaoyan to bring Xiao Yizhen to the palace to pay respects.

Shen Zhaoyan came to the gate of Xiyuyuan, hesitating whether to go in.

At this time, Xiao Yizhen came out with her personal maid Mu He. When she saw Shen Zhaoyan, her eyes lit up and she bowed, "Your Highness."

"My mother asked us to come to the palace to pay our respects tomorrow. Please pack up and go with us tomorrow."

Xiao Yizhen nodded, "Okay."

That night, Shen Zhaoyan stayed at Xiyuyuan. The two of them spent the night together tenderly, and then fell asleep in each other's arms.

Neither of them mentioned the last quarrel again. What happened that day was like a page of a book, turned over quietly.

The next day, the two of them entered the palace in a carriage.

Shen Zhaoyan first went to Mingyi Palace to pay his respects to Emperor Tianqing.

Emperor Tianqing has gotten much better, but this illness still caused him a lot of damage. His already weak body now looks thin and frail.

He had only said a few words when he felt a little exhausted.

Shen Zhaoyan didn't bother to continue and left Mingyi Palace.

Looking at Shen Zhaoyan's leaving back, Emperor Tianqing covered his mouth and started coughing violently.

Yang Zhao came over with a bowl of thick black soup, "Your Majesty, please use some medicine."

Emperor Tianqing's frown was like a mountain range. He pushed away the bitter medicine and shook his head. "No need. I've been taking this medicine for so many days, but it's only treating the symptoms. I know my body is not something that can be cured by just taking medicine."

Yang Zhao shivered and knelt on the ground holding the medicine bowl. "Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune. Please don't say such discouraging words. You will get better."

Emperor Tianqing showed a smile that was so faint that it was almost invisible. He leaned to the side and supported Yang Zhao's arm. "You are not young anymore. Don't kneel down all the time. Get up."

Yang Zhao stood up and saw that Emperor Tianqing had no intention of taking the medicine, so he put the medicine bowl aside and stood beside Emperor Tianqing.

Emperor Tianqing said, "In my life, I don't trust many people, and you are one of them. There are some things I can only tell you in this situation."

Yang Zhao bowed and moved closer to Emperor Tianqing so that he could use less energy. "Your Majesty, please speak. I am listening."

"I know that my time is up, but the Crown Prince is weak and may not be able to stabilize the situation. The King of Xiang has the support of the Prime Minister and has a deep foundation in the court, but he is too ambitious and intolerant, which may not be a good thing for the people of the world. If not for this, I would like to pass the throne to him."

Yang Zhao listened quietly. He knew that every word His Majesty said now was crucial.

"The General's Mansion was originally the best help for the Crown Prince, but they listened to slander and cut off their retreat. I had no choice but to break it with my own hands."

As Emperor Tianqing spoke, he coughed violently a few times, and it took him a long time to recover.

He took out a military token from his pocket and handed it to Yang Zhao, "Give this to A Yin."