klisemfg Chapter 287 Too Late to Congratulate You on Your Wedding
Chapter 287 Too Late to Congratulate You on Your Wedding
No sooner had he finished speaking than Eunuch Li rushed over.
"The imperial edict arrives——"
Jun Yiqing curled his lips into a sinister smile. "Uncle, you see, you can't hide it from Father."
"I am, after all, my father's own flesh and blood."
"So what if you're the regent? My father will still stand by my side!"
"Is that so?" Jun Ce glanced at him, his expression rather intriguing. "Eunuch Li, announce the decree."
"twitter."
Eunuch Li straightened his expression and opened the imperial edict.
"Please kneel down, Sixth Prince, to receive my decree."
Jun Yiqing was somewhat stunned. "This imperial edict is for me?"
Eunuch Li nodded.
Jun Yiqing knelt down reluctantly.
The high-pitched voice of Eunuch Li came from above.
"The Emperor Fengtian Chengyun issued an edict:
The Sixth Prince, Jun Yiqing, has behaved improperly, disregarded human relations, and attempted to harm my benefactor. He has shown no regard for imperial authority or national law, which has truly chilled my heart.
The imperial decree hereby revoked all the preferential treatment given to the Sixth Prince, retaining only his title, and demoted him to the garrison of Ganliao City, never to return to the capital without being summoned.
Admire this! "
Jun Yiqing's face grew paler and paler as he listened.
Ganliao City...
That was the most remote and bitterly cold city!
Does Father Emperor no longer want him as his son?
Jun Yiqing stood there dumbfounded, her fingers curled up tightly.
Eunuch Li stepped forward. "Sixth Prince, receive the decree."
Jun Yiqing snapped back to reality, a sense of panic belatedly washing over him. He trembled all over, his face filled with despair as he looked up. "No! I won't accept the decree! I don't believe my father would do this to me! I want to see my father! Let me see my father!"
Jun Ce's eyes were icy cold. "You want to defy the imperial decree?"
Jun Yiqing's lips trembled, her gaze shattered.
He couldn't believe that his father's trust in his uncle had reached such a level!
But why... and by what right?
He's clearly the Emperor's biological son! Is he really inferior to a half-brother?!
"Sixth Prince, the carriage sent by the Emperor is already waiting outside. You should accept the imperial decree and set off immediately."
Eunuch Li lowered his voice and earnestly advised, "His Majesty is angry right now. If you delay any longer, you might not even be able to keep your title of Prince!"
Jun Yiqing wouldn't listen to any of that.
He looked up and grabbed Eunuch Li's sleeve, stubbornly saying, "I want to see my father! Eunuch Li, please let me see my father..."
"Guards, escort the Sixth Prince out of the city," Jun Ce ordered coldly.
A group of guards immediately stepped forward and pulled Jun Yiqing up from the ground.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Jun Yiqing struggled fiercely, shouting hoarsely, "I'm not going to that damn Ganliao City! I want to see my father!"
That kind of awful place, you don't know how much suffering you'd endure if you went there!
How could a prince like him endure such hardship?
"Your Highness! Let go of His Highness!" Chunlan cried and rushed forward, but was thrown aside by a guard. Her head hit the tombstone, and she fell to the ground dead.
"Chunlan..."
Upon seeing Chunlan's death, Jun Yiqing collapsed instantly, as if the color had drained from his face along with Chunlan's blood.
"It's gone...it's all gone..."
Those who cherished him, those who cared for him, and the once glorious and favored life he enjoyed—all of it has now become a mirage, a mere illusion.
Jun Yiqing murmured listlessly, letting the guards pull him into the carriage.
He dared not resist anymore, nor could he resist anymore.
Now that his father has abandoned him, how he dies in a place like Ganliao City is just a matter of his uncle's word.
Jun Yiqing raised his hand and touched his right arm, where he had lost all feeling.
How could he forget that he never got the slightest advantage from Uncle Wang?
He had some regrets.
I shouldn't have gone against Uncle Wang...
*
Imperial Palace, Imperial Wardrobe.
The eunuch, acting on the emperor's decree, brought many miraculous medicines for treating injuries.
Zhai Rongyu then slowly woke up.
“Princess, His Majesty knows that you are a skilled physician, but even the most skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice. No matter how good your medical skills are, you are useless without medicine.”
The eunuch conveyed the Emperor's message with a smile.
"Here you are, His Majesty sent me to bring these medicines, all of them the best from the palace! There are medicines for treating external injuries, internal injuries, and also medicines to replenish blood and qi... I have brought them all for you."
"What are those?" Zhai Rongyu pointed to several boxes on the other side.
The eunuch hurriedly ordered the doors to be opened. "These are all jewelry, clothing, and utensils. His Majesty's intention is to compensate you for the destruction of your wedding attire. Along with those elixirs, they are all bestowed upon you."
"The Minister's carriage will arrive in a little while; please take it all back with you."
Zhai Rongyu nodded her thanks.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
[As expected of the Emperor, with his actions, I can no longer make things difficult for Jun Yiqing.]
A young palace maid came in to report.
"Princess, the carriage from the Minister's residence has arrived."
The figure stepped forward and said, "Miss Zhai, let me help you out."
Zhai Rongyu waved her hand, "No need, it's just a short distance, I can walk it myself."
He didn't persist even though he was alone.
He knew perfectly well that Miss Zhai was afraid the master would be jealous if he found out.
That old iron tree is quite old, and when it gets angry, it's like a cunning old green tea leaf—no one can stand it.
Just imagine that scene... oh my!
Zhiying glanced at Zhai Rongyu's retreating figure with some sympathy, shook off the goosebumps on her body, and hurried after him.
The two arrived outside and, sure enough, saw a carriage bearing the insignia of the Minister's residence.
Zhai Rongyu lifted her skirt and was about to go up.
"Miss Zhai the Second".
She turned around and saw Wen Shaoxuan standing not far away with a knife slung over his shoulder.
Zhai Rongyu lowered her skirt and gestured to Zhiying, "I'll be right back."
She walked up to Wen Shaoxuan.
"Young Master Wen, is there something you need from me?"
Wen Shaoxuan looked at Zhai Rongyu, his eyes filled with complex and unreadable emotions. "I'm going to the frontier to guard the city. Before I leave, I've come to say goodbye to you."
"It's just a pity that I didn't have time to congratulate you on your marriage."
He knew he was no match for the Regent, and now that the Wen family was in decline, he had even less right to have feelings for her.
I've already let it go.
However, when she learned that the Sixth Prince had poisoned her, she still couldn't help but feel anxious.
He thought he would never see her again.
Now that he saw that she was alright, he was relieved.
Zhai Rongyu tilted her head to look at him, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.
"The Wen family was exiled, you don't blame me?"
Wen Shaoxuan lowered his eyes and gripped his sword tightly. "This matter arose because of my aunt, and I know it has nothing to do with you. But do you resent the Wen family, or the Sixth Prince?"
He stared intently at Zhai Rongyu.
Zhai Rong smiled with relief, her shallow dimples blooming in the warm spring sunshine.
"Jun Yiqing is overwhelmed with grief and wants to vent to someone. I can understand that, but I will not forgive him."
"However, whether or not I forgive is no longer important."
"Why?" Wen Shaoxuan asked, puzzled. "Are you really willing to suffer this in silence?"
How can someone be poisoned for no reason and then easily get away with it?
Zhai Rong smiled and said, "I'm not as magnanimous as you think. It's just that hating someone takes effort, and I have many things to do, so I won't waste my energy on unimportant people."
"Those things are all in the past."
"If the Wen family is willing to move on, I naturally won't hold onto it."