When she was unable to leave the capital, this was the limit she could do. It seemed as if God was also helping her, and Madam Shu took her a whole box of letters.

Even if Emperor Songlie could see her every move, such a large pile of letters would probably not keep staring at her. He is the emperor and the king of a country, and Xu Sanchun didn't believe that he would be so idle.

It was still a bet, but she really wanted to know the answer.

She quickly found the letter left to her by the mute girl, put it in the middle of the box, and then packed up the scattered clothes in the room. Then she carried the box to the desk, looking one by one.

Cui Yao's letter was very long, and it was written in a lot of thoughts and reminders. Ding Yaqin's letter was as gentle and simple as her people. When she mentioned that Ding Yaqi had seen her during the summer banquet, he told her that she could go to her mother if she had anything to do. Longyuan's letter was the most lively, and she asked her curiously what the palace looked like, was it covered with gold bricks?

These people are all old friends of Xu Sanchun, and they have not alienated her because of her princess status.

The next letter is the letter left to her by the mute girl.

Xu Sanchun didn't know how many times she had rubbed this letter repeatedly. She didn't have to read it. She could know that it was the letter just by relying on her hand.

She took a deep breath and warned herself to be calm. No matter what happens or sees, she must be calm and not panic.

Open the red paint, inside it is a few pieces of letter paper and a golden hollow flower.

Xu Sanchun had seen this flower before. She had just traveled to the Great Shang Dynasty and saw it on the exquisite box hidden by the mute girl.

She put away the flower, unfolded the letter paper, and looked down word by word.

The more she looked, her eyes wider and wider. The elegant words of the mute girl outlined the bloody and cruel dusty past. Seventeen years ago, through this long time and space, appeared in front of Xu Sanchun in blood.

It caught her off guard.

All psychological construction, in the face of such facts, has all turned into ashes.

She was trembling all over, and the only thing she could do was to try to control her expression, try to open her eyes wide, and not let tears fall.

Seventeen years ago.

The palace was filled with joy. The queen had just given birth to a pair of twins. The emperor was very happy and the reward was carried into Fengyi Palace like flowing water. Even the wet nurse had four or five for the queen to choose from.

"Queen."

At that time, Emperor Songlie had not put on a purple gold mask. He walked in with great strides. The emperor's majesty was the emperor's majesty between the dragon and tiger steps. The sharpness hidden in his sword eyebrows became gentle because of his happy mood.

A smile hangs on the corner of his mouth, and he holds two pieces of paper in his hand and hand it to Queen Ji who is lying on the bed.

"Queen, look, I named our children."

Queen Ji lost her blood and energy due to childbirth. Her lips were light and transparent, and her face was weak and pale. However, this did not damage her unparalleled appearance at all, but instead gave her a kind of delicate beauty that she did not have in her usual life.

There are two words written on the paper, one is "Chang" and the other is "Xing".

Are these two words too much?

But seeing the emperor's interest is so high, Empress Ji couldn't bear to tell it, and only said, "The emperor, the people say that it is easier to support the child if he is worthy of being named."

Emperor Songlie waved his palm and said with a smile, "The Queen said that it is the people. What's the same as your child? They deserve these two words!"

He pointed to the word "Chang" and showed it to Queen Ji, saying, "This word is given to our prince. When he was born, he was destined to be the king of a country in the future and the emperor who would rule the world."

Queen Ji hurriedly stretched out her slender hand to cover his lips and said angrily, "Master, how are you talking."

If anyone else said this sentence was changed to the words of Songlie Emperor, it would be a rebellious word. How can the saints of the present day be alive, and how can they say who ascends the throne and becomes the emperor in the future? Wouldn't that beg the current day to die soon?

Emperor Songlie held her hand, kissed her palm with the flow, and smiled and said, "I don't avoid this. My country can only be our prince, Yin Chang will inherit it."

"Chang, Yongri, he will be the emperor of the Great Shang Dynasty, the eternal emperor, and rule the world for generations." Emperor Songlie insisted on the railway. "He is the sun that shined on the entire Great Shang Dynasty, never extinguished and never fell."

His eyes were boundless ambitions, and these words sounded extremely arrogant, but he was the emperor and he was qualified to say this. Queen Ji heard it and thought it was his expectation for her son.

She looked up at him, with the man's firm face and strong self-confidence.

But this man is so good.

Queen Ji's heart turned into a pool of spring water, and she whispered, "Master, thank you."

Thank you for your kindness to me, thank you for taking our children to heart, thank you for giving me such a favor. Thank you for your opposition and title of queen, thank you for all your protection, thank you for not making me sad at all.

Because of this, she could even forgive his troops at the city, his forced marriage to him, and the surrender of Jingnan to the Shang Dynasty.

After all, he did what he promised later.

Apart from himself, he did not ask for every grass or tree of Jingnan Kingdom, nor did he make any unfair requests to Jingnan Kingdom. He even provided pensions to the soldiers who were injured and injured in the war between the two countries, and granted her father a hereditary title, becoming the King of Jingnan, the sole king of Jingnan.

Jingnan Kingdom thus became the most unique existence in the Great Shang Dynasty. It did not have to bear any annual tribute, but could enjoy the protection of the Great Shang Dynasty and no longer be harassed by neighboring small countries.

And all of this is because of her.

However, she was not willing at the beginning.

She was born in Jingnan Kingdom and grew up in Jingnan Kingdom. She was also a saint admired by everyone in the country. For her, Luoyi City was just a symbol written on paper.

She couldn't help but feel cold all over her body if she wanted to leave her hometown and leave her familiar homeland, and travel thousands of miles away to marry the man who looked cold on the horse's back.

"Why me?"

She asked him during the wedding night.

He did not answer immediately, and his fingers swept a trace of hair soaked in cold sweat on her forehead. His voice was a gentleness that she could not imagine. "Because, I have seen you while traveling around the world. Your look back in the dim lights is destined to be my woman."

She remembered the scene he mentioned, that Lantern Festival night.

A look back.

How did she know that it would cause such a big disaster?

At that time, she thought that she was just a toy of him, and that the canary he wanted to get on a whim would come to the city. He was the king of a country, and she never thought that she could get all his favor.

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