boyutpedia Chapter 287 Whose Wife
Chapter 287 Whose Wife
"You are panicking. I see you are eager to make the decision for me now."
"Father!"
"Get out!" The emperor didn't want to listen to him anymore.
Chu Mingzheng looked at the civil and military officials at the conference table, all of whom were silent.
The Xiongnu viewed Dasheng as a lucrative opportunity, ready to strike. Yet, Dasheng continued to form factions in a struggle for the throne. The Dasheng emperor even took the lead in suppressing meritorious officials and consolidating power. Dasheng officials were hypocritical and insensitive, either forming cliques for personal gain or playing it safe.
Chu Mingzheng knelt motionless, his words becoming even more aggressive: "Father, the Xiongnu are repeatedly provoking war and seeking peace, just to trick the princes with beacon fires. They want to paralyze you, Father, and secondly, make you lose the support of the people, leaving you with no generals to recruit and no troops to deploy."
The emperor grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it out, hitting Chu Mingzheng on the forehead.
Blood flowed like a pillar, flowing down the river. He couldn't hide from the emperor's wrath, and at this moment, he had no intention of hiding. His eyes were filled with helpless rage, and even he found it ridiculous and laughable.
Two Yulin guards stepped forward and carried Prince Ningyuan out.
At Chengtian Gate, he walked out leading his horse and heard a familiar shout.
"Your Highness!"
Lu Mingyang stood at the foot of the wall, waiting for a long time, and finally saw a familiar figure. But that familiar figure only paused for a moment, then quickened its pace.
"Your Highness!"
Lu Mingyang led the horse and chased after him. But every time she took a step forward, his pace quickened. As he was about to mount his horse and leave, she cried out in grievance.
"Chu Mingzheng, stop right there."
The man in front of him paused. Lu Mingyang walked forward and saw the blood he hadn't had time to wipe off.
"what happened?"
Lu Mingyang pulled him into a nearby alley and reached for his hand, which was covering his forehead. She looked at the bloody wound, tears streaming down her face.
"Why did he hit people?"
Ever since she started practicing martial arts, Lu Mingyang, like him, had also been accustomed to carrying medicine. She took the medicine from her bosom and gently applied it. Her movements were very gentle, but he didn't dare to look her in the eye.
Lu Mingyang sneered and said, "Jin Yiluo wants me to marry him, right?"
Chu Mingzheng looked up in shock, then lowered his head again.
"Yangyang, it's me who is useless."
He didn't expect that she actually guessed it.
Lu Mingyang said, "Your Highness, you shouldn't go to the palace."
"Yangyang, the marriage was Jin Yiluo's plan." Chu Mingzheng told the emperor everything he had said. Worried that she would be disappointed in him, he quickly added, "I didn't do this for you."
However, if it wasn't for the woman in front of him, how could he have barged into the palace without thinking?
Lu Mingyang warned, "Your Highness, he might have hesitated at first, but you are speaking so bluntly in front of all the ministers. How can you disrespect the Emperor? He will definitely not agree to your request."
Chu Mingzheng hadn't expected this reason, and couldn't understand it. The matter concerned the survival of Dasheng, but the first thing he thought of was his own face.
"Am I wrong again?"
"Why am I so stupid."
"Yangyang, believe me, I will definitely find a way."
The erratic voice, with an urgent plea, begged her not to abandon him. He was not afraid of anything, the only thing he was afraid of was the disappointment in her eyes.
Lu Mingyang didn't know what to do, so she cupped his fragile face and kissed him. This time, she did her best to ease his fear with her lips, her kiss, and her most primal instinct.
In the busy streets, they kissed passionately. A figure passed by and stopped silently at the entrance of the alley, watching the scene silently.
After a long, long time, the couple finally noticed the strange gaze. Chu Mingzheng looked at the person who came and pressed the woman in his arms to his heart.
"Has Young Master Song seen enough?"
Song Wei's veins bulged. "Don't do anything inappropriate. Your Highness Prince Ningyuan molested another man's wife in public. Isn't that too shameless?"
"Whose wife, you?"
Lu Mingyang raised his head from Chu Mingzheng's arms, shielded him behind him, looked at Song Wei coldly, and said teasingly: "Well, you come to the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion tomorrow to marry me, do you dare?"
"Yang'er..."
"If you don't dare, just shut up. The more you talk, the more embarrassing it will be."
Lu Mingyang continued teasing, "Where is Brother Yuanrui going? If I'm not mistaken, he's going to the palace. Kneel in the Qinzheng Hall and deliver an impassioned speech about loyalty to the emperor and the country. After hearing this, His Majesty will lavishly praise you and restore your title of Prince Taibao, making you a model for civil servants in Dasheng."
"In just a few days, you inherited the title of Duke and resumed your official duties. Shouldn't Brother Yuanrui thank me?"
Lu Mingyang recounted everything that hadn't happened yet, word for word, with no errors. Song Wei couldn't refute it at all, and pointed angrily at Chu Mingzheng.
"Does he dare?"
Lu Mingyang sneered, "Didn't you say you liked me? Why ask others? Why, just because he doesn't dare, can you just sit back and enjoy everything you got in exchange for me?"
Song Wei left angrily.
Chu Mingzheng pulled the woman in front of him and circled her against the wall. "Yangyang, I will never let you join the Xiongnu."
"I believe you!"
This time, she was no longer alone, so she was not afraid. Lu Mingyang stood on tiptoe again and kissed her.
A kiss is an antidote that can relieve longing and express one's true feelings.
……
Things turned out just as Lu Mingyang had expected. After Song Wei entered the palace, the emperor restored his title of Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince. To demonstrate his concern for the greater good, he also appointed him, like his father, as an envoy to negotiate peace.
Seven days later, the army returned to the capital, accompanied by the Xiongnu Khan, Jin Yiluo. No one had expected the Xiongnu Khan to come in person. This unprecedented marriage was unprecedented in a thousand years, and the emperor was delighted. He held a banquet in Hanyuan Hall, a grand occasion.
Lu Mingyuan returned to Beijing a day early to prepare a family dinner with Lu Mingyang. Although Lu Mingze would be present, it was nothing compared to home.
Lu Mingyang looked at his third brother's favorite crispy fish cake and grabbed a piece to fill his stomach.
"Eldest sister, do you think the emperor will give Third Brother a promotion?"
"Of course he will. Even if it's just for show, he'll have to get promoted." Lu Mingyuan guessed, "He should be promoted three levels in a row."
"Ah, isn't it only the fifth rank?" Lu Mingyang was dissatisfied.
Lu Mingyuan smiled and said, "Some of the promotions are quite good."
"That's right." The emperor had been reluctant to see the Chengyang Marquisate regain its former glory and prestige. Lu Mingyang sighed, "No wonder the emperor refused to employ my father's former subordinates. If they had been promoted, they would have been promoted to the first rank."
Seeing his sister happily eating and drinking, Lu Mingyuan asked, "Yang'er, aren't you worried about the marriage?"
After she found out, she couldn't sleep well every day.
"What's there to worry about?" Lu Mingyang laughed heartlessly. "The worst that can happen is death. But don't worry, elder sister. I will definitely not die in Dasheng's territory and cause you any trouble."
"What nonsense!" Lu Mingyuan scolded.