"Big sister, what should we do? Father has already sent people to prepare for Zhao Ning's marriage. He will not change his mind. Everything we did before will be in vain. Father might really marry Lan Er to Marquis Anning. " Zhao Xin made a big fuss as she ran around Zhao Rao. She liked Mo Rongyi, and ever since she came back, she had always wanted Zhao Rao to help her marry into the Jin Kingdom. Now that Zhao Ning had become an Imperial Consort of the Jin Kingdom, it was impossible for her to marry Mo Rongyi.
She had been worrying about this for a few nights. Every time she thought about how she could not marry the person she liked, she hated Zhao Ning more and more. It was all because of Zhao Ning.
"Shut up, don't run around in front of me." Zhao Rao was already in a bad mood. Seeing Zhao Xin walk around in front of her made her even more annoyed. Father would not marry Zhao Xin to Marquis Anning. In the end, it would be Zhao Lan.
If Zhao Lan married Marquis Anning, wouldn't that increase the power of the second prince?
No, she would not allow Zhao Lan to marry Marquis Anning.
"I need to go out of the palace." Zhao Rao stood up and said. She was very clear what kind of person father was. If father decided to marry Lan Er to Marquis Anning, then no matter what she did behind his back, he would not change his mind.
What she was most worried about was that father might have already found out that she had helped Zhao Ning. Father would not like her to meddle in these matters.
Marquis Anning was her uncle... He should have helped her, but he never treated her as his niece. Whenever they met, he would always treat her coldly as if they had no relationship at all.
She knew that Marquis Anning's heart was only loyal to the emperor. Even if Zhao Lan married him, it would not change his heart. However, it would still affect him. In the future, in the battle between the eldest and second prince, he would definitely help the one closest to him.
Should she let Zhao Lan fall sick again?
"Big sister, I'll go with you." Zhao Xin immediately said.
"No, I'll go by myself." Zhao Rao lightly said, "Ah Ning has been in the Qi Kingdom for so long and has never left. Go ask father and take Ah Ning out for a walk. After I finish my business, I'll come find you."
Zhao Xin stomped her feet, "Big sister, she no longer has any value. Why are you still so good to her?"
"What use value? Isn't A Ning my sister?" Zhao Rao frowned. She actually quite liked Zhao Ning. She was an intelligent woman. If she married into the Jin Kingdom, if she was favored in the future and gave birth to the Jin Emperor's son, then her status in the Jin Kingdom would be different. Being on good terms with Zhao Ning would be beneficial.
"I don't like her." Zhao Xin pouted.
Zhao Rao glanced at her indifferently. "You can't bear to see others better than you. Ning will leave the State of Qi and will have almost no chance to see you in the future. Even if you don't like her, treat her like a sister these days."
"Has the Jin envoy come to escort the bride?" Zhao Xin asked.
"Yes." Zhao Rao nodded lightly. Not only had the Jin Kingdom sent an envoy to escort the bride, but they were also preparing to send troops to Western Liang. She had heard that her father was going to send Marquis Anning to Western Liang to join forces with the Jin Kingdom to fight against the Dark North Kingdom.
Before Marquis Anning left for battle, she wanted to see him.
Marquis Anning, Cheng Zheng, was the younger brother of the former Empress of the State of Qi and the only son of the Cheng family. He was already twenty-six years old and had yet to marry. He had previously arranged two marriages, but both of his fiancées had died. People said that it was because Cheng Zheng's life was too tough. When he was born, his birth parents died because of him. All five members of the family died in the river, and only he managed to escape with his life. The current Imperial Uncle Cheng was actually his biological uncle. When he had just arrived at the Cheng family, Madame Cheng had fallen seriously ill. All these years, Cheng Zheng was a person who caused people's expressions to change.
Perhaps because he was seen as an inauspicious person by too many people, Cheng Zheng's personality had become somewhat reserved. Especially after leading troops into battle, his evil aura became even stronger. Almost no girl in the capital dared to marry him.
Zhao Rao did not really remember what Cheng Zheng looked like, but she remembered seeing him when she was young. Her mother did not like this uncle of hers, most likely because of her maternal grandmother's death, and also because Cheng Zheng was not her biological son. But no matter what, Cheng Zheng was still her uncle, because her maternal grandfather had recorded him in the family tree. He was the eldest son of the Cheng family.
"Eldest Princess, the patriarch is not home. If you want to find him, you can only go to the Crane Crown Pavilion." In the main hall of the Cheng family, the housekeeper respectfully said to Zhao Rao, thinking that she had come to find the patriarch.
"Grandfather is not home. Then … is Uncle home?" Zhao Rao asked in a low voice.
"The general is in the training room." The housekeeper replied.
Zhao Rao said, "I know where the training room is. I'll go find Uncle."
The housekeeper was stunned, but before he could say anything, he saw that the Eldest Princess had already walked out of the main hall.
The training room was a bit far from the main hall, and they still had to pass through Cheng Zheng's study. Behind the study was a courtyard, and that was where Cheng Zheng's training room was.
Cheng Zheng liked quiet, and didn't like people looking at him, so the training room was very quiet. Not even a shadow could be seen.
Zhao Rao was a bit nervous. She heard that a lot of people were afraid of Cheng Zheng, but she didn't know what they were afraid of. Did they really think that Cheng Zheng would bring death to the people around him? She didn't believe it at all.
Strange, why wasn't there a single person?
Zhao Rao walked in, and there wasn't even a shadow in the empty square. Zhao Rao frowned, and walked towards the training room in the middle. She had been here before, but she hadn't entered it.
Could it be that Uncle wasn't here?
She knocked on the door of the main hall, but there was no sound. She wanted to find a servant to ask. Standing outside the door, Zhao Rao's brows furrowed.
If she didn't find Uncle today, she might not have the chance … He would soon leave the imperial capital for Western Liang.
Zhao Rao thought about Cheng Zheng marrying Zhao Lan. She pushed the door open, "Uncle, are you there?"
Where was he?
Zhao Rao walked in, and found that the training room was very big. The floor was made of wooden planks, and there were many weapons placed on the side. She didn't see a single person, and was a bit disappointed. It seemed that Uncle wasn't here.
She could only ask the servants to call for her uncle.
Zhao Rao turned around and was about to leave. Just as she was about to walk out, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her. She looked up in astonishment, and immediately screamed in fear.
Was this person a ghost or a human?
"Who are you?" The man who spoke was tall and burly, and his facial features were cold and handsome. But this wasn't the reason why Zhao Rao was frightened, but because there was a hideous scar on the man's face. The scar extended from the left side of his forehead to his chin. He simply … looked like a ghost.
"You … Who are you?" Zhao Rao looked at the ground, and found that this person had a shadow. She was relieved, so it wasn't a ghost, but a human.
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