After the marriage, the sick and weak husband fell off the horse

33. Does your father really love you?
Xie Chunchao walked up the stairs and half-crouched in front of the queen with an elegant manner.

The queen patted Xie Chunchao's back lovingly, her eyes full of love, and whispered, "Good boy, I've suffered so much for you."

Xie Chunchao raised his eyes to meet the Queen's gaze. She had a generous and graceful face, with a plump and smooth forehead. The most eye-catching thing was her nose. The bridge of her nose was high and straight, but the tip of her nose was very fleshy.

The emperor also sighed softly and said, "This matter is also my fault. I rashly granted you a marriage without investigating the situation clearly."

"If I had known that Mr. Lin was a sickly man, I would never have granted this marriage."

Who is the emperor?He is rich all over the world, in charge of the affairs of the world, the lord of the country, and the supreme being.

But he was actually willing to apologize to her.

Xie Chunchao was stunned for a moment. She looked sideways at Uncle Huang's slightly moist eyes. In her memory, Uncle Huang, who was so heroic and majestic, was also old.

She still remembered that when she was young, the emperor's uncle would hold her in circles and ride a big horse, and treat her no less than a princess.

No matter what good things there are in the palace, she will never forget to have a share.

Are the past ten years all fake?
She was wavering, but then she heard the emperor say,
"Hey, so is your father. Since he knows that the child of the Lin family is not good, why don't you tell me?"

"If he raises his voice, my will will be withdrawn."

Xie Chunchao's intuition was wrong, but she squatted half-crouched in front of the queen and looked at the emperor. She didn't have time to think too much, her mouth was faster than her brain,
"My husband is not as unbearable as the outside world says."

"He is very good, handsome in appearance, good in character, knowledgeable in the past and present, and his chess skills are superb. Even his father is full of praise for him."

"Uncle Huang, you don't have to worry about me." Xie Chunchao smiled the same as before, "Chaochao is living a good life now."

When the emperor heard this, his expression softened slightly and he said, "Okay, just live a good life."

"Chaochao, if someone bullies you, you must go to Uncle Huang. Uncle Huang will support you."

Xie Chunchao has always believed in this. She has always believed that Uncle Huang is really good to her.

Even in the dream, the defeat of the Liao Palace seemed to have nothing to do with the emperor's uncle.

The elder brother died on the battlefield, and the mother and concubine died of illness. Although the father was falsely accused and imprisoned, the imperial uncle did not order the execution. They said that the father died of suicide in the end.

She had seen the body. There was a big wound on the forehead. It was bloody and looked like it had been hit by herself.

Although she had a difficult love life and was not welcomed by the rest of the Shanngling family, she never lacked food or clothing.

However, after her father committed suicide, the courtiers became more convinced that her father was guilty, and they all clamored to strip her of her title as princess and demote her to a commoner.

However, the emperor's uncle dismissed all these rumors and still retained her title as princess and her residence, and also allowed her to continue to live in the Liao Prince's Mansion.

He just touched her feet gently and not itchingly.

How could such an imperial uncle harm her?
She said, "Okay."

She faced the emperor with the same loving smile as usual at the corner of his mouth, which she had seen since childhood.

But for some reason, Liyang's words always appeared in her ears unconsciously——

Xie Chunchao, do you think your father really loves you?

On the way back, she glanced at Liyang again.

Her eyes that were somewhat similar to hers were staring at her with jealousy, just like the year when they broke up with each other at the age of 12.

At that time, she also stared at her with such eyes.The royal family and nobles in the palace watched Xie Chunchao walk down the stairs, and then sat back down in his seat with a natural and dignified expression.

Of course, this is only Xie Chunchao in the eyes of outsiders.

In fact, Xie Chunchao felt like he was walking in the clouds.

She had that dream, and she thought she could live a more sober life, but she fell into deeper confusion.

Who should be believed and who should not be believed?
Lin Jingrong seemed to notice her unnatural emotions and wanted to comfort her with words, but another shout came from above,
"Why is Lin's son Lin so surprised?"

This was the emperor calling him, and he could only look at Xie Chunchao worriedly before getting up and going out.

"My little minister Lin Jingjing came to see the emperor, and I wish the emperor long life and the great Chu mountains and rivers forever."

"Okay, okay." The emperor said three good words in a row with a smile, and then asked, "I heard that you are quite knowledgeable?"

"It's just some rudimentary knowledge, not enough to be the Tao."

The young master at the bottom of the stairs was wearing a green robe with a stand-up collar and a brocade robe with branch patterns. He had black silk stockings reaching his waist. His face was as white as cold jade and embedded with a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes. His movements showed elegance and gentleness, and he had an otherworldly fairy spirit.

It's a pity that the faint illness lingering between his brows and his too pale face revealed his frail body, but even so, it did not detract from his handsomeness. On the contrary, it added a bit of frailty.

Even the emperor, who was used to seeing beauties, was amazed by his amazing beauty.

What surprised the emperor the most was that the young master from an ordinary family saw him for the first time. Under his gaze, he was already scared to death, but he could still keep his face calm, answer questions fluently, and his knowledge was still high. It is unknown, but his courage is far beyond ordinary people.

If it were not for his physical illness, he would have added another capable minister to his army.

Unfortunately, sad.

"Don't be humble about yourself." The emperor said, "I see that you are very courageous and knowledgeable in your speech. I will give you an official position. Are you willing?"

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, the people in the palace looked at Lin Jingrong with eyes full of envy.

However, they also understood that Lin Jingrong was in the favor of Princess Chunhua.

The emperor really loved Princess Chunhua.

Xie Chunchao felt something was wrong. She looked at the emperor, and another scene suddenly appeared in her mind.

She remembered that she was wrapped in a straw mat when she died in the dream. Although the Liao Palace had been defeated, she was still the princess, so why did she only have a roll of straw mat after her death?
A huge chill hit her, and her heart stood up instantly like the hairs on her body.

What happened after her death that she didn't know about?
She tried her best to recall, but all she could see was the body being wrapped in a straw mat, carried away and thrown away without end.

The men were silent and didn't say a word, and she couldn't find any clues.

So does Uncle Huang know about her death?
If he knew, how could he allow the noble princess to be wrapped in a straw mat?
Wouldn’t it be an insult to the dignity of the royal family?
If he didn't know it, he didn't seem to care about her as much as she imagined.

Xie Chunchao's heart went back and forth a thousand times, but the reality was only a short moment in the past.

Lin Jingrong said: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but I am a young minister with limited talent and limited knowledge, so it is difficult for me to take on such an important responsibility."

When the emperor saw his refusal, he couldn't force him, so he just waved his hand and asked him to step aside temporarily.

After Lin Jingrong returned to his seat and sat down, today's annual banquet officially began.

The royal family and nobles all raised their glasses to toast. In the lively and peaceful atmosphere, Lin Jingrong whispered in her ear and asked,
"Are you okay? I feel like your mood hasn't been right since the beginning."

(End of this chapter)