Chapter Three
This thought flashed by, Shuhuai collected his thoughts, looked at the woman in front of him raising her hand to her forehead, respectfully kneeling on the ground: "Greetings, Brother Wang."
If you count the generations, they are distant cousins separated by six generations. Because the distance is too far, it would have to be counted from Shuhuai's great-great-grandfather, so when Qin Peng called out like this, Shuhuai didn't react for a moment, furrowing his brows. After a moment, he slowly said, "Greetings, Princess."
Outside, Chun Su closed the door at a gesture from Qin Peng, leaving only Qin Peng and Shuhuai in the room. Shuhuai walked forward, lifted his robe, and knelt in front of Qin Peng.
His expression was calm, showing no emotion. Qin Peng didn't know when Shuhuai had become the way he was now. In her memory, when she first met Shuhuai, he was a very talkative young man. In the early years of their marriage, he hardly slept at night, tossing and turning back and forth.
After all the tossing and turning, he wasn't tired, holding her hand with countless words to say.
For the past twelve years, she had always been by his side. Even though they met less frequently, having been his third wife, she understood him better than anyone else. But at this moment, facing him and seeing this person kneeling in front of her, calm and composed, picking up a teacup with no joy or anger on his face, she suddenly realized that she hadn't looked at him so closely in nearly seven years. Seven years were enough to change a person completely. The young man who used to love to smile and talk had become the calm and composed Huai'an Wang.
"Princess is looking for me, what does she want to say?"
Qin Peng kept looking at him, making Shuhuai somewhat uncomfortable. He raised his eyelids to meet her gaze. Qin Peng focused on the current matter and smiled: "I asked Brother Wang to come mainly about the matter of the Sixteenth Prince. The Sixteenth Prince is my biological younger brother. Now that Wang Ye wants to take Ah Ming away, what is the reason?"
Qin Peng and Shuhuai circled around, both preparing their words, intending to let Shuhuai weigh the pros and cons. They must not foolishly do something like killing all the princes and ascending the throne themselves.
Not to mention, Qin Peng was Wei Yan's sister-in-law. If they killed Qin Ming, how would Wei Yan react?
Qin Peng knew that Shuhuai was not someone who disregarded the people. She had caught onto Shuhuai's weaknesses. She had prepared all of Shuhuai's possible responses, but she never expected that after Shuhuai took a sip of tea, he directly said, "Now that the Emperor's offspring are in chaos and there are no more heirs left except the Sixteenth Prince, who is of royal blood, I naturally intend to bring the Sixteenth Prince back to inherit the throne and ascend to the throne."
Upon hearing this, Qin Peng was stunned on the spot.
She thought Shuhuai had prepared a bunch of words just to quietly kill Qin Ming after taking him away, not giving Qin Ming any chance to ascend the throne. Who knew that Shuhuai would mention ascending the throne right away?!
Internally, Qin Peng was in turmoil, but she remained calm on the surface. She took a sip of tea to calm herself and continued: "Brother Wang is also of royal blood and the legitimate heir of Jing Emperor. Why not proclaim yourself as Emperor?"
Shuhuai remained composed, with a loyal and patriotic look: "Uncle Wang has treated me with great kindness. How can I not treat my own brother well after Uncle Wang's passing?"
"And," Shuhuai raised his eyes to Qin Peng, a hint of a mocking smile on his lips, "It seems that Princess was ready to advise me with words, but now it's just the two of us, why the need for pretense, Princess?"
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4 Times married to my enemy
Roman d'amourZhao Peng was reborn three times, married Shuhuai three times, When she was sixteen and still a hostage, she married him as a princess, and he killed her; When he was twenty and became a prince, she married him as a female general, and he assassinat...