Chapter 11: Conferring the Title of Princess Nanyang
Jiang Jingyue, who was kneeling outside, shook slightly when she heard this, and the color on her face gradually faded. She couldn't believe what she heard.
She and the prince had just married, and they hadn't even held a formal wedding yet, but the emperor...he asked her to kneel down with the prince to copy the "Tao Te Ching" for four hours every day?
Why?
Why?
Why did the emperor love Yan Li so much? Is Yan Li really more important than the prince?
It's ridiculous, too ridiculous!
"Ye Qi!"
Outside the palace gate, a young man dressed in the uniform of the commander of the imperial guards came in and knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty!"
"Send some people from outside Fengyang Palace to guard Fengyang Palace in three shifts. No one else is allowed to step into this place except the palace maids and female doctors arranged by me!"
"I obey your order!"
Emperor Zhaocheng warned: "If what happened today happens again, I will want your head!"
"Yes!"
Emperor Zhaocheng turned his head and looked at Yan Li lying on the bed. A touch of heartache flashed across his eyes. How could such a frail and thin body withstand the torture of the palace?
The harem is a place where people are eaten.
He couldn't imagine how Yan Li would be treated in the future if he didn't take care of her.
Emperor Zhaocheng closed his eyes and thought for a while: "Xiao Changhai, draft an edict today to confer Yan Li the title of Princess Fengyang, add the title of the first rank, and treat her the same as a legitimate princess."
"Your Majesty!" The Queen was shocked and looked up at him in shock and anger, "This is against the rules! Why does Yan Li enjoy such great honor! Is it because she is Jiang Yi's daughter? Jiang Yi is dead, Your Majesty, Jiang Yi is dead-"
Snap!
Emperor Zhaocheng raised his hand and slapped her: "Shut up!"
The Queen fell to the ground fiercely, her phoenix hairpin fell off, her hair scattered all over the ground, she lay on the ground in a daze, almost unable to believe what was happening in front of her.
Yan Li made the Emperor crazy, crazy enough to attack her, the Queen, crazy enough to punish even his own son, crazy enough that after so many years, his heart and eyes were still filled with Jiang Yi!
Jiang Yi, that bitch, deserved to die, why did she leave Yan Li, the little bitch, to harm them?
Emperor Zhaocheng closed his eyes and tried to control his uncontrolled emotions: "Get lost."
The queen was stunned, and a feeling of sadness and hatred arose in her heart uncontrollably. If she just disliked Yan Li before, and saw Yan Li and thought of Jiang Yi many years ago, and she would never want Yan Li to marry the prince, then now, she wanted to get rid of Yan Li as soon as possible.
This little bitch must die!
She stood up stiffly, adjusted her hair, tried to maintain the pride of the queen, and then turned around and walked out of Fengyang Palace without looking back.
The maids and palace servants who came with her knelt outside the palace door, each of them was so frightened that they were silent. The female doctors in the palace all knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.
There was a dead silence inside and outside the palace.
Until the queen led people to leave Fengyang Palace, Jiang Jingyue, who was kneeling in the outer palace, seemed to come back to her senses from a dream, and the blood on her beautiful face was completely drained, as pale as paper.
Did the emperor beat the queen?
For an orphan who has been living under someone else's roof for so many years, the emperor actually beat the queen?
"Yan Li." In the inner hall, the emperor's anger eased a little, with a bit of soothing meaning, "You don't have to care about what the queen said, and you don't have to care about the prince's affairs. Your engagement has been cancelled, and from now on his affairs have nothing to do with you."
"I don't care." Yan Li lowered her eyes and said in a light tone, "Since the emperor has made me a princess, can I decide the title myself? I don't want the title of Fengyang."
Emperor Zhaocheng was curious: "Then what title do you want?"
"Nanyang." Yan Li said calmly, "Princess Nanyang."
Emperor Zhaocheng didn't think much about it, turned around and ordered Xiao Changhai: "Change the title to Princess Nanyang, do you hear me?"
Xiao Changhai leaned over and responded: "I'll remember it."
"In addition to the prince, I have six sons, all of whom have been made princes." The emperor looked at Yan Li and gently asked her opinion, "Li girl, do you want to marry?"
Marry a prince?
Yan Li thought that the other princes were secretly fighting for the throne, and Mu Xiuhan's throne might not last long, so she didn't want to get involved.
Besides, she looked down on those princes.
After a moment of silence, Yan Li said calmly: "I want to marry the Ninth Prince."
Emperor Zhaocheng was stunned: "Ninth Prince?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
The Ninth Prince Mu Cang is the god of war of the Mu Kingdom. He is the ninth brother of the current emperor. He is much older than Emperor Zhaocheng and is only 24 years old this year.
Although Mu Cang is young, he went to the battlefield to gain experience at the age of 14, led troops alone at the age of 16, and quelled the civil strife in the Mu Kingdom at the age of 18. In the twelfth month of the same year, he led troops to the border and guarded the border for three years. He protected the border city as solid as a rock and blocked the ambitious iron cavalry of the Jin Kingdom from entering.
He had been immersed in the battlefield for many years and had no chance to get married. Two years ago, Emperor Zhaocheng issued seven imperial edicts to call him back and settle his marriage. Unfortunately, the Ninth Prince was a cold man. He never paid any attention to the noble ladies of the imperial capital. He was as noble as a crane in the sky.
"The Ninth Prince is a legend in the Mu Kingdom." Yan Li said with a frown, "If I marry him, no one will dare to bully me in the future."