Xie Changyan was also looking at him. The hurried and panic had faded away. Her little face was pale, but she showed calmness in her unstoppable behavior.

"My mother broke off the engagement for three reasons: one, it is difficult to convince the public without any plans; two, it is difficult to be blamed by escape from willfulness; three, it is easy to control it and it is difficult to be controlled by Wang Zuo. However, Su Changyan could not agree with it." Xie Changyan turned to Zheng's serious expression, "After half a year in Beijing, all the lessons taught by the senior brother have made progress, and all the homework left are completed. Although the questions asked were not very good, there were no mistakes. May I ask my mother, where did you start with no plans? Where did you start with Shaozhi?"

Zheng was stunned, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

"Second, I admit that I can't bear to blame my daughter, but I am ashamed of my daughter. I came to hear the news and stopped this matter precisely for the purpose of shouldering the responsibility. Although marriage is a big deal for the parents' orders, the rules of the Xie clan require the instructions of the patriarch. Although my father died, the fifth uncle is still there. Can my mother tell the fifth uncle in advance?"

Zheng's face turned pale.

"Even if the fifth uncle agrees, the woman will regret the marriage and be punished with 60 scoundrels. Who will receive this punishment? My mother has always been weak, how can she bear it?"

Zheng gritted his teeth: "Use sixty sticks to exchange for peace in my son's life. Mom thinks it's worth it!" As he said that, he also glanced at Zhanghua, "Your Majesty is a wise lord. If you rule the country with law, you will not forget your public because of your own private life."

Zhanghua looked at this scene silently. He had made a decision in his heart, and it was just a formality. But he didn't expect Xie Changyan's reaction to be beyond his expectations.

Does she refuse to break off the engagement...?

She refused to break the engagement...ah...

For a moment, many feelings surged in my heart, and it was hard to distinguish between sadness and joy.

Xie Changyan held Zheng's hands and pressed it on his chest: "Why is my mother so stubborn? If I really become an abandoned wife of the emperor, what will I live in the future? Are you... going to force the child to die?" The grief and anger in her eyes were like a surging tide, almost drowning Zheng. Zheng opened her mouth like a drowning person, feeling that it was difficult to breathe.

"Since that's the case, it's better to die." Xie Changyan said, turning around and hitting the pillar. Zheng was so scared that he rushed over and grabbed her hand tightly.

"I was wrong, I was wrong! I was wrong for my mother!" Zheng's legs became weak and almost hung on Xie Changyan's legs. Tears suddenly flowed down, "Mom just wants you to... live a relaxed life."

There was a dead silence in Zhiming Palace.

The guards outside the hall were about to rush in, Jixiang stopped their movements with a look.

Zhanghua looked at Xie Changyan without moving. Of course, he could see that Xie Changyan was doing things, and he could see that she was forcing Zheng to change his mind. Seeing that she worked so hard to save the marriage and smooth out the farce, his mood that had finally settled in the butterfly room had once again been ups and downs.

The crying sound of Zheng echoed in the hall.

"I married into the Xie family at the age of fifteen. My parents pleased and envied my sisters. They all said that they married into a prominent family. Although the Xie family's generation was passive and had no power, the century-old scholarly fragrance was respected in the hearts of literati, and it was no less than the heavens. But what did I get?" Zheng smiled sadly, as if he sighed, "I have been living a life of ten years and have been living a real life for thirteen years. I have been given this kind of imperial edict, commendation for the world, benevolence, righteousness, and morality, and...the hair is as bright as frost."

She raised her hand and put the brocade sleeves of the fourth-rank imperial edict and closed her temples, and it was indeed a little white.

"I've experienced it, so I know what it feels like. I've got it, so I know that my reputation is wealth, glory, and honest, and I can't stand a lamp on the head of the bed when night falls. For twenty-three years, only that lamp has illuminated me, warmed me, and accompanied me."

When Zheng said this, he grabbed Xie Changyan's hands and whispered: "Wanwan, do you want to be the second me?"

Xie Changyan stood there and was stunned.

"In the past six months, I will accompany you to Yujing. I will witness you falling into a vortex, witness your restraint, and witness you... I will become more and more unhappy. But at first I thought that God will give you great responsibilities to this man, and my son will always grow up in the world. I don't want you to fall in love with... Your Majesty."

Xie Changyan's whole body trembled, his face was almost swelling and bleeding. She glanced at Zhanghua in a panic. Zhanghua didn't expect that Zheng would actually pierce the layer of gauze in front of him. For a moment, it was embarrassing.

"I married a hero. Although I was not successful, I guarded the Binhai for ten years, repelled Cheng Kou countless times, and finally protected tens of millions of lives with my life..."

When Zheng mentioned his father, Xie Changyan felt that the face of King Yan changed a little, but the change flashed through, as if he was an illusion.

"For ordinary people, the country and the world are the country and the world, and the country is in front of the family. But for Your Majesty, the country is the country and the family is at the end. Therefore, Your Majesty did not deceive you. You became his queen, with status, power and everything that women long for, but there is no... Little love and love."

Zhanghua rubbed the faucet on the handrail, and the concave and undulating carvings hit his hand. He raised his palm and saw a hole left on the thick calluses. It was neither broken nor bleeding, and it slowly returned to its original state.

He couldn't help but think that what Zheng said was really nothing wrong. His heart had long abandoned his personal relationship and went for a goal, and he would never give up until he achieved his goal. Therefore, he would not be hurt by external objects, just like his hand at this moment.

He once again and again hinted at Xie Changyan what kind of queen His Majesty needs.

He once wanted to satisfy her girlish feelings and fulfill her perfection at such a beautiful age, but unfortunately, he couldn't do it after all.

People who are carrying thousands of mountains have a moment of joy when they see flowers, but how can they walk with flowers in storm?

Zhanghua lowered his eyes to cover the dullness in his eyes.

Zheng raised his hand, touched his daughter's little face, and smiled warmly: "But Wu'er is a little girl... She will cry to her mother as soon as she is wronged, she will fall asleep with her father's puppet, she will take her orchid to pay tribute to her sister every July, she will cry when she sees killing dogs, she is a little girl who lives so sensitive and affectionate life... "

Xie Changyan let go of his hand and hung weakly beside him. She had to admit that what her mother said was right. Everything was right!

"So, my son, whether it is not wise or wise or willful, it is weak and easy to control, all because of his affection! Such a passionate person becomes the wife of the emperor. What will happen after Da Yan? Have you ever thought about the lack of Changyan? If Your Majesty responds to your love, he will be lazy in the government affairs and you are the sinner of the world! If Your Majesty does not respond, you may be able to withstand loneliness? In addition to loneliness, there are also jealousy, frame-up, and danger..."

Xie Changyan bit his lower lip, suddenly raised a pair of burning hot eyes, and looked straight at Zhanghua: "If Your Majesty responded to me, I will only help you to share your worries. How dare you let your idle government affairs bear the reputation? As long as... As long as... As long as Your Majesty... responded to me, I, I, I... would do anything!"

The last sentence was extremely difficult, and both legs were shaking after saying it. But fortunately, Xie Changyan thought, and fortunately, she finally said the most important sentence!

All troubles and entanglements come from this.

All grievances, grief and anger can finally be here.

As long as Zhanghua says he likes her, then she will dare to move forward barefoot even if the road ahead is full of thorns!

However, Zhanghua's face is like a perfect mask carved by jade, and his eyes are in the bottomless dark pool, making it difficult for outsiders to see his heart.

He sat on the dragon throne and heard her heart-wrenching announcement, but he was still calm.

He looked at her, but he seemed to be not looking at her.

He heard it, but seemed to have not heard it at all.

Xie Changyan's heart sank little by little.

"Are you really willing to do anything?" Ruyi broke the dead silence.

Ruyi opened her big eyes and looked at Xie Changyan curiously: "Uh, I'll ask, just give me an example, if your Majesty and your mother are poisoned to death, there is only one bowl of antidote, who do you give it to?"

Jixiang changed his color and said, "Rareless!"

"I'll just ask..." Ruyi felt aggrieved, but her eyes looked at Xie Changyan, but she looked very cunning. "By the way, the queen's correct answer is to save Your Majesty."

Of course she knew the Queen’s correct answer!

No, even for all the people of Dayan, there is only one answer to whom the emperor chooses between his mother.

For her, Xie Changyan, it was... not.

The mother who gave birth to her for a lifetime;

The young widowed mother who raised her with great difficulty;

A mother who exists like a loving mother, a strict teacher or a close friend...

How could she watch her die if she told her to die?

Your Majesty is the emperor, the lord of the Great Yan, the god of all people, and the person she admires, but... what?

Xie Changyan understood the answer in his heart. His heart, which had just sunk to the bottom of the valley, was completely buried in the snow.

Zhanghua glanced at Ruyi indifferently. Ruyi saw the warning and blame in his eyes and quickly lowered her head.

Zhanghua thought, for the sake of it, Zheng's head had been knocking for a long time, and the news must have been spread by the ears and ears of various families. So far, it was time to stop.

He was too hesitant and wanted to temper Xie Changyan, hoping that she could grow up to what he needed, but now it seems that he was too greedy.

Since she knew that she was not the material Xie Fanyi, she should let her go early to avoid damaging her edges and causing her to get in a dilemma.

However, when he turned his gaze to Xie Changyan and was about to speak, his heart was inexplicably stagnant.

It’s like tearing off the stickers that have been applied with paste and put on again. The longer it takes, the harder it will be torn off.

Zhanghua's eyes were torn several times, but they could not move away smoothly. He thought of Xie Changyan with his eyes full of snow and moon in an inappropriate way, and a little tenderness permeated his heart.

If he was not the emperor, he was just a leisurely prince...

Such thoughts were piping in my mind and they were cut off.

Then, I remembered that she met Qiu Jiang when she returned to Zhizhiju.
Chapter completed!